During the Republic of China, those who could study abroad were either very outstanding students, who could work part-time students, or those with particularly wealthy families.

Chen Qiusheng knew that Qin Keqing belonged to the kind of wealthy family, but he didn't expect that her family was so well-off: not only did her father be the county magistrate of Lintong, but he seemed to be a little warlord with the rank of commander.

"Wow, you can't play, you will die if you play!" Looking at the more than 30 big-headed soldiers standing guard with guns and live ammunition outside the Qin family manor, Chen Qiusheng immediately gave up the idea of ​​pushing them down and leaving.

Qin Keqing's father was named Qin Lin. He should have been a formal soldier. He was not a chief commander who recruited the amnesty and had no bandit spirit, which made Chen Qiusheng feel relieved.

Because the funeral was being held, the entire Qin family was very busy. Qin Keqing asked the maid to arrange a guest room for Chen Qiusheng, and went back to the house to change into a plain clothes and went to Lingqian to pay condolences.

Chen Qiusheng didn't get to the front of the spirit and settled down in the second floor guest room. He began to close his eyes and rest, preparing to go out for work in the evening.

All the food, drink, defecation and social engagements were mentioned without mentioning them, but after dark, a noisy shout suddenly came from the mourning hall.

When Chen Qiusheng went out, he saw the nanmu coffin lid in the mourning hall on the first floor jumping up. The guest and host were frightened and dodged far away.

"Corpsy transformed?" Chen Qiusheng stared at him, thinking to himself whether he was really Conan from the spiritual fantasy world. Wherever he went, there would be supernatural events?

"Bang!" The coffin lid flew away and hit the ground hard. An old lady in her 60s stood up straight from the coffin in a shroud.

"The corpse has changed!" Someone in the crowd shouted, and then the crowd started running out with yelling. The people were naturally overturned, and many delicate people were pushed to the ground, crying for their parents.

After the old lady of the Qin family jumped out of the coffin, she rushed to a fallen person. Seeing that the zombie was about to hurt someone, Chen Qiusheng couldn't go back to the house to get the magic weapon and jumped off the second floor.

Chen Qiusheng quickly ran to the side of Mrs. Qin, put her down with her legs sweeping the hall, and then pressed her to the ground, leaving her to struggle, and she couldn't get up.

To deal with such zombies that have just transformed into corpses, but have not been exposed to human blood, and are not bitten to death by powerful zombies like Ren Fa. Chen Qiusheng can teach them how to make corpses with just fists and feet.

By the way, when dealing with such a zombie, you can stop it by making a seal, biting your fingers, and pointing the blood on his eyebrows with a sword. However, Chen Qiusheng, who was afraid of the pain, shouted to the person who had not yet run out of the mourning hall: "Come on two people, suppress the old lady!"

Qin Lin immediately called four strong soldiers to come up, pressed and held down the old lady Qin, then stepped forward and asked, "Little brother, what should I do next?"

"I'll get some tools, don't let the old lady run around." Chen Qiusheng said, and quickly ran to the second floor guest room. After a while, he came with a dog-blooded corpse talisman and a hollow fine bamboo tube.

He patted the corpse-fixing talisman on the forehead of Mrs. Qin, and the old lady stopped moving immediately. Chen Qiusheng asked the four strong soldiers to help the old lady up.

"Bang!" Chen Qiusheng slapped the back of the old lady Qin's head, slapped out the jade and corn used to hold her mouth, and stuffed the bamboo tube in.

"Puff..." He patted his palms on the back of Old Mrs. Qin, and a gray corpse gas spurted out from the bamboo tube.

After luring out the corpse gas, the corpse talisman naturally fell off. Seeing this, Chen Qiusheng pulled out the bamboo tube and let the people re-enter.

"Little brother, is it enough to deal with it like this?" Qin Lin asked.

"Okay, don't worry about getting buried!" Chen Qiusheng answered casually and asked, "When there is a funeral at home, why doesn't Commander Qin invite a wizard to see Feng Shui or something?"

"I'm invited, but the mage went to see the ground today and hasn't come back yet." Qin Lin said.

"Oh!" Chen Qiusheng nodded and responded softly. After saying that he was going out, he waved his hand and left the Qin family and walked east of the city.

"Keqing, when did you make this friend? You are quite capable!" Qin Linmu asked with inquiry.

"Dad, don't think about it. I met him this morning. Our car broke down and he came back from the car, so I asked him to stay at home." Qin Keqing said.

"I took it home as soon as I met, and I tried my best to clear my relationship?" Qin Lin's tone was a little sour. While comforting the child, he felt that the baby who had been caring for for many years was about to be abducted, and his mood was very complicated.

"Ignore you!" Qin Keqing stamped her feet and turned her back, her face blushing.

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Chen Qiusheng didn't hear a single word about the conversation between the father and daughter of the Qin family. After leaving the Qin family, he headed east to the city.

Now it is no longer ancient. As a major land route to Xi'an, there are many business trips to Lintong. Even at night, the city gates are not closed, so Chen Qiusheng easily left the city.

After leaving the city, Chen Qiusheng used the raccoon cat's movement and ran to Mount Li more than ten miles away at full speed. In the dim night, he was really like a ghost.

Chen Qiusheng ran six or seven miles in one breath until he saw a low but isolated mound on the flat field that he stopped and walked slowly.

"The shape of the mound is impossible to be wrong. It is the mound of the Qin Shihuang Mausoleum!" Chen Qiusheng thought to himself, and walked around the mound and headed northeast.

"Well, the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Pit No. 2 should be in this area!" After walking northeast for a long time, Chen Qiusheng determined the location of Pit No. 2 using the mound of the seal of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum as a reference.

Of course, Chen Qiusheng only determined the location of the Terracotta Warriors Pit No. 2. As for where the sword he wanted, he said that he could not see without a perspective.

This was a problem for Chen Qiusheng, who had been prepared for a long time. He took out a stack of evil-repelling talismans from his arms, arranged a circle of talismans around him, sprinkled a circle of realgar powder to drive away the mosquitoes, sat down cross-legged, formed a soul-shifting seal, and his soul left his body.

The reason why he wanted to set up a talisman circle was in the wilderness here. If a lonely ghost broke into his body after his soul left his body, it would be a tragedy. As for where the talisman was, he had gone back to the house to get tools, but for so long, he only took two people who had eaten, and obviously had done other things.

After the soul left his body, Chen Qiusheng stretched his soul body, rushed to the ground, and then escaped into the ground. The soul was an invisible and material thing, and it was no problem to use it to find treasures underground.

The soul is no more than the body, the darker it is, the clearer it can be seen. Chen Qiusheng's soul wandered underground, but he saw many colorful Terracotta Warriors, cavalry, infantry, and crossbowmen of various shapes, as well as countless bronze weapons and bronze chariots.

After turning for a long time and skipping countless broken swords, Chen Qiusheng found eighteen well-preserved bronze swords on the inside of the pit.

These swords, the sword bodies are smooth and bright, and they are shining with a cold light that is eye-catching. They are extremely sharp swords at first glance.

"Real energy?" Chen Qiusheng approached the swords and was about to observe carefully, but he sensed that the swords contained spiritual energy.

"It turns out that the sword is protected by spiritual energy. No wonder it has been buried underground for more than two thousand years, but it is still immortal and extremely sharp. Haha, the experts can't explain it, so they just talk about the magical weapons that aliens cast for Ying Zheng. It's really..." Chen Qiusheng suddenly realized in his heart, shook his head, and began to choose the sword he liked.

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