Daxia, during the Northern Song Dynasty.
An unknown rural cottage.
"Xiao Wang, I'm going to die."
Qin Ye, dressed in white, spoke to the old man who was trimming the flower garden in front of the cottage with a grin on his face.
The old monk has white hair and a youthful face. Although he is surrounded by flower gardens and countryside, his temperament cannot be concealed. He is like the old immortal in folk legends, ethereal and otherworldly.
However.
Even such an old immortal was not angry at being addressed as a junior, but felt reluctant.
"Qin Zun, are you still going to leave? Don't you really want to consider staying?"
In ancient times, adding the word "zun" when addressing others was to show respect and honor. It is hard to imagine that an old man would use this term to address a young person.
"I can't think of it at all."
Qin Ye put his hands behind his head and looked up at the clear sky.
"This era is so boring. There are no mobile phones or the internet. I have no entertainment other than going to brothels and listening to music. I can't handle it."
"What are mobile phones and the internet? Qin Zun, you've talked about it many times. You can tell me how to make these things, and I will definitely try my best to get them for you."
"It's impossible. Faraday is still a single-celled organism."
Qin Ye grinned, waved his hand and said, having made up his mind.
"Don't try to keep me here. There's really nothing here that I'd want to stay for. And don't try to find me. I'll find a deserted place to sleep and wait until I wake up with my phone."
He said this and left resolutely.
He did not tell his father that he was a time traveler, traveling to an ancient parallel world that was very similar to the previous Earth, but full of ghosts and monsters.
The old man watched Qin Ye go away.
final.
He clasped his hands together and bowed deeply, and his old voice immediately echoed in the area.
"Farewell, Qin Zun."
Qin Ye walked away and disappeared from sight.
The old man still did not look away, staring at the direction Qin Ye left, muttering.
"Qin Zun Yiqian, I'm afraid this path is going to change."
…
This piece of countryside has been changing quietly over time, the scenery has slowly changed, the old people have passed away, and the saplings planted have grown into towering trees.
Time flies, and the world changes.
When the time comes, modern times come.
at this time.
Daxia, Ailao Mountains.
As a nature reserve, it has always been sparsely populated. Apart from forest rangers, almost no one comes here, thus preserving the most pristine natural environment.
However, this situation has changed recently.
A self-media person went to Ailao Mountain to shoot a video, which brought a lot of people here.
䀴 is among them.
Someone accidentally went deep into the Ailao Mountains, trying to get rich overnight by buying video traffic.
As a result, they accidentally discovered a strange ancient tomb.
This discovery is absolutely a huge fortune.
However.
In fact, his video was not released and was intercepted. Even the video was collected and he was forbidden from spreading the matter.
The matter was covered up quietly.
Except him.
No other ordinary people knew about this.
He could only suffer this loss in silence.
There is no other reason.
He saw that the person who came to take away the secret and forced him to forbid it from spreading was the 749th Bureau.
Bureau 749 is said to be a mysterious department of Daxia that specializes in investigating supernatural events.
He was shocked.
It turns out there really were 749 games.
At the same time, he suddenly realized that the ancient tomb he discovered was probably not simple.
Definitely something related to the supernatural.
Otherwise, why was it Bureau 749 instead of the Archaeological Bureau that came?
pity.
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