C1156 Inheritance of the First Emperor

The bright pearls in the sky above the tomb of the First Emperor dimmed, and the surroundings were shrouded in mist. In front of the crowd, there were two black shadows, and cracking sounds could be heard coming from one of the shadows, as if they were chewing on something …

Just listening to this scene was enough to send chills down one's spine, not to mention facing this strange scene head on.

"Li San, what are you doing, you bastard?" Although they were very far apart, Ninth Master Qin could still recognize that the shadow kneeling in front of the stone chair was very similar to Li San. He gathered his courage and said in a deep voice, "Scram over here."

As soon as Ninth Master Qin finished speaking, there was complete silence. Everyone was staring at Li San's back. However, when he heard Ninth Master Qin's words, Li San did not react at all. He continued to kneel on the ground, his body trembling incessantly as the 'kacha' sounds continued to resound in his ears.

"Li San, what are you doing?" When Ninth Master Qin saw Li San's back, he only felt a layer of white hair on his back, especially the pressure from the stone chair in front of Li San, which made him feel even colder. After taking a deep breath, he picked up a rock from beneath his feet and aimed it at Li San's position.

The moment the stone struck, the spectators heard a rustling sound coming from Li San's position, as though something was being hastily withdrawn. Before anyone could figure out where the rustling sound had gone to, the stone had already reached Li San's back. With a light touch, Li San's body collapsed to the ground like a piece of duckweed.

Seeing this scene, how could Ninth Master Qin dare to be careless? He raised his hand and switched on the fluorescent light, and it shone towards Li San's location. The moment the light dissipated, the spectators involuntarily drew in a breath of cold air as they involuntarily took a step back.

At this moment, Li San's face was riddled with countless holes, and blood was slowly flowing down his face. Moreover, his entire body had become incomparably shriveled, like a dried up piece of wood. If it wasn't for the clothes he was wearing, even Ninth Master Qin, who often came into contact with him, might not have been able to confirm his identity at first glance.

"Eldest nephew, what's going on?" When Ninth Master Qin saw Li San's miserable state, he could not help but take a step back. He turned his head to look at Lin Bai in astonishment and said in a deep voice, "Did some monster in the tomb suck out this kid's blood essence?"

Upon hearing Ninth Master Qin's words, a layer of white hair immediately appeared on the backs of Zhang San Meng and the Tang brothers. They couldn't help but think of the legends in Hua Xia, that said, there were monsters like zombies and Hanba that could devour blood essence hidden in ancient tombs. The First Emperor's Tomb was a unique place that created its own heaven and earth. Furthermore, there were evil things like the Cultivation Serpent and the Twelve Golden Men. Who could guarantee that they wouldn't be more evil?

"Don't worry, if we really encounter such a sinister thing, then we would hurry to buy lottery tickets the moment we exit the Emperor's Tomb. It would be best for us to buy all the lottery tickets in the entire world. "With this kind of luck, we will definitely be able to make a fortune out of this lottery. Li Jiacheng, Bill Gates, we will definitely not be able to contend against us." Lin Bai shook his head slowly and said faintly.

Upon hearing Lin Bai's mocking words, the tension in the hearts of the crowd finally eased a little. Ninth Master Qin shook his head with a bitter smile and continued, "Eldest nephew, how do you know we won't encounter those evil things?"

"Although there have been legends about these zombies in China, there have been a few that have been seen before. "Ninth Master, the Tang brothers, the three of you often wander around the underground ancient tomb. Have you ever seen one …" Lin Bai sighed and continued, "And look carefully, that bastard Li San did not die because his Profound Qi was extracted from him. A short spear pierced through his chest!"

Upon hearing these words, the crowd hurriedly raised the fluorescent lights in their hands, shooting them towards Li San's corpse. Only after careful examination did he finally relax a little. Indeed, as Lin Bai had said, a short spear had pierced through Li San's chest. It was likely that the spear was the one that had truly taken his life. But even so, the spectators couldn't understand why Li San's corpse would be reduced to such a state.

"Ninth Master, release another signal flare. I want to see what kind of person the black shadow on the stone chair is …" After pondering for a long time, Lin Bai's face revealed a grave expression. He did not wait for Ninth Master Qin and the others to ask anything as he spoke.

Ninth Master Qin nodded when he heard this. He extended his hand to grab the signal detonator and loaded it with the signal detonator. Then, he pulled the trigger towards the stone chair. After a bang, the signal detonator flew towards the stone chair with a long and dazzling brilliance.

Although the light from the signal detonator only lasted for a split-second, the true appearance of the black figure on the stone chair was finally revealed to the crowd. The radiance disappeared in a flash, but everyone present fell silent. Even Lin Bai could not utter a single word.

The person on the stone chair was extremely intelligent, had long eyes, and was extremely angered. According to everyone's knowledge, there was only one person who would appear in the tomb of the First Emperor. That person was the First Emperor — Ying Zheng! But regardless of whether it was Master Qin Jiu or Lin Bai, neither of them had expected the true face of the One Emperor of Millennium to appear before the eyes of the crowd in such a scenario.

The archaeologists who were still arguing about which coffin the original emperor was going to use would never think that the original emperor was not lying in the ground for as long as they had imagined. Instead, he was sitting on a stone chair made of bluestone and looking at the small world carved inside the tomb, just like when he once occupied the battlefield and looked down on everything.

Despite the passing of time, time did not seem to have left any traces on the emperor. The emperor's face was still lifelike, even the shallow ravines on his face could be clearly seen.

"This... How could this be? " Back in the days when Master Qin Jiu was still a teacher in the field of combat, it was not uncommon for him to be the master of a tomb that preserved the remains in perfect condition. However, this was the first time he had seen something like this in his life.

However, this couldn't be blamed on Ninth Master Qin being so eccentric. It was just that the original emperor's appearance was too different from the rumors in the outside world. He was not like the "Critique of Ten Critiques" written by the old mister Guo Moruo. He was a dwarf with a chicken breast, but had a tall nose and big eyes. Even in the modern world, he was a handsome man who could attract the attention of countless young girls.

"That's the only way …" Lin Bai slowly shook his head as he pondered. According to the information he had read when he entered the Emperor's Tomb, he learned that the Qin chose to get rid of the germs. There was no so-called inheritance system for the eldest son. Instead, he chose the brave ones to stand on. If the original emperor was a ferocious looking dwarf with a crippled breast, he would never be able to become the crown prince.

In terms of genetic theory, Old Man Guo's argument wasn't very sound either. Zhao Ji, the mother of the original emperor, was a famous beauty in the history of China; his nominal father, Qin Zhuang Wang, had gained her good impression the first time he saw her. Women value appearance the most, so if Qin Zhuang Wang was ugly, how could he get good impression of her?

Even Lu Buwei, who was rumored to be the father of the original emperor, Ying Zheng, had an extraordinary appearance. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to get the favor of Zhao Ji. And the reason that the legend of the later generations said that the original emperor's abominable appearance was probably related to the brutal deeds he had done, was probably because the later generations had belittled him.

What truly astonished Lin Bai was not the differences between the original emperor's appearance and the historical records, but the fact that the remains of the original emperor were able to survive for thousands of years without rotting.

It had to be known that the First Emperor had died in a convoy on patrol. In order to cover up for their eyes and ears, Reese and the others had loaded the abalones with seafood and used the fishy stench of the seafood to cover up the rotting smell of the corpses. According to these records, the body of the First Emperor should have already rotted away, but why after a thousand years, there were no signs of decay at all and he was still intact.

Why was this strange situation happening? Lin Bai furrowed his brows, the thoughts in his mind constantly changing. A moment later, a look of ecstasy appeared on Lin Bai's face as he lifted his head and laughed maniacally.