The Giant of Light is Still on the Way to Find Home

And after the enfeoffment, Emperor Shi Huang threw out the blockbuster of the Tweet Order, which frightened the big guys in the court for a moment.

In the end, the national division dropped the largest depth charge.

Immortal Organ——【Penglai】

Those who have obtained His Majesty's approval for their merits can be qualified to go to the island of immortality [Penglai] in their twilight years, and enjoy peace with His Majesty forever.

Da Qin, who was depressed, started his machine again, and this time, it would be even wilder.

Three thousand words, gone

The brain hole is wide open, and the writing style has not kept up, but it is also helpless

Chapter 66 Chapter 27 Fairy, Fairy

"The seeds of the hibiscus tree?"

In the newly built [Zhulan] mansion, Ying An holds the gemstone that Ying Zheng brought back from the fairyland, and uses light to constantly perceive the data in it.

"What's the situation in the ancient celestial dynasty here?"

Ying An placed the gemstone on the laboratory table, and rubbed the space between his brows.

"It's a hibiscus tree, but it's basically the gene storage of ancient creatures."

Stored in every gene sequence of this seed of life in a near-quantum way, the ancient black technology is so terrifying.

In Ying An's view, Ying Zheng is a typical example of entering Baoshan without knowing it.I am afraid that in the fairyland, the most important thing is this enshrined seed.

However, although the Qin Dynasty had a certain amount of immortal technology passed down during the ancient Shang and Zhou wars, unfortunately, the technology chain was basically broken, which led to the phenomenon that the Daqin technology tree was too partial. will create situations.In terms of mechanical engineering, it is comparable to science fiction, but in terms of electronic communication, genetic modification, etc., it is completely smeared.

Thinking of Ying Zheng proudly showing him the Twelve Golden Men, the steel crossbow, which is so magnificent that it doesn't look like a weapon, and the Afang Palace, which is still under construction and planned to go to heaven.

Ying An fully understands Ying Zheng's aesthetics, big is good, and more is beautiful.In the future, Yingzheng's aesthetics will be called multi-turret religion.

With a bit of skill in this kind of technology tree, can't you point mechanical engineering to other people's buildings?Isn't the Twelve Gold Man-made Great Wall also fragrant?Is it okay for Efang Palace to be a national information transfer station?

When he expressed his opinions to Ying Zheng, even the emperor of the ages was a little confused.

Taking out one's own treasures as an envoy of the people is completely overkill for the emperors of this era and a waste of everything.

Fortunately, Ying Zheng is a diligent emperor, even though he is nearly fifty years old at this time.

After thinking hard for a while, he decided to test it in practice, so he handed over the design of the twelve golden men to him.

After five days, Ying An handed over [-] bronze figures. From height to material, they were all degraded products of gold figures.But the advantage is that the material is simple, easy to mass-produce, and it has far better operability than civilians in mechanical work.

After seeing more than 100 bronze men open a short road in the direction of Xianyang and Longxi County in just a few days, Yingzheng's way of thinking was finally liberated for the first time.

The idea that what is produced by energy is a good thing has initially entered his mind.

Then, next, think about the remote communication and human body engineering in the immortal technology. Anyway, this is what the Qin Dynasty itself has, so I will just "perfect" it, and the impact will not be too great.Oh, and there is also the big pie I drew for you last time - the thinking storage system [Immortal Penglai].

It has to be said that Ying Zheng is indeed a man of action, and he is also seeking longevity, but his purpose is definitely not to enjoy, but to make the country peaceful for a long time.Therefore, when he chose the way of prolonging his life, he also chose the way that can manage the country with the greatest efficiency, but is the least enjoyable - mechanical ascension and mental storage.

From this point of view, the title of the first emperor through the ages is indeed well deserved.Even that great man has such a comment: the soul of Zulong is dead and Qin is still alive, and the scientific name of Confucius is high, but it is chaff.

However, in order to avoid the solidification of thinking after long-term storage, should we add more games to it?Or should I persuade Yingzheng to set up an emperor's council with one veto in the future?Choosing excellent offspring to house together can at least prevent dementia.

The hands-on operation was quickly operated on the experimental bench, but Ying An was really out of his mind. If he hadn't learned the multi-threaded way of thinking in the Atlas Academy, the laboratory might have exploded long ago.

"National Teacher, National Teacher, when will you let me fight?"

Outside the laboratory, a handsome young man walked in.

"Fuck!" Ying An said angrily, "Have you learned the new strategy? Are you able to use the new weapon? Zhao Kuo talks about military affairs on paper. That's his father is a general. Do you, Han Xin, have a father who is a general?"

"No..." Clutching the back of his head in embarrassment, the young Bingxian smiled quite honestly, but just like the historical records, his IQ was all about fighting, and the rest had no discernment.

"Doesn't this mean that His Majesty is going to use force against the outside world? The generals are gearing up and waiting to be named Marquis by virtue of the power of destroying the country."

"Hmph." Ying An put down the props on the experimental table, and squinted at him: "It's nothing more than your itching."

By recruiting the unambitious Bing Xian in advance, Ying An found that he also had the habit of collecting like a historical traveler.

But his mind is not relying on Han Xin to expand the territory, that is what the first emperor has to do.

What he wants to demonstrate is whether Han Xin's thinking can control the new mechanized troops and develop different tactics.

"But when you sent someone to Huaiyin to look for me, the national teacher, you said you wanted me to make meritorious deeds." Han Xin, a man, had an aggrieved expression on his face.

"When you figure out the new tactics, you will know what it means to make contributions." Ying An remained unmoved.

"Oh." Han Xin was a little disappointed, but he also knew that as a national teacher who is now at the top of his power, even His Majesty should treat each other with courtesy. As a poor boy, there is nothing worth being counted on. It is nothing more than for his own good.

Ying An turned around and snorted softly: "After practicing with the remnants of the Six Kingdoms, I will recommend you to His Majesty, and then don't lose my people."

"Yes, National Teacher!" Han Xin's face quickly changed from cloudy to clear. As a man who loves fighting, as long as he hears that he is being asked to go to the battlefield, he will work hard.

"Also, you broke into my laboratory, it's not just because of this." Ying An's eyes were a little unfriendly: "Would you like to copy the laboratory rules for me a hundred times?"

Today, when the technique of papermaking has been developed in advance, Han Xin knew how many people would copy it a hundred times, so he stood up and shook his head in a panic: "Report to the national teacher, the head of the Sishui Pavilion in Peixian County, there are monsters haunting, please ask us Juran makes a move."

"I hope it won't scare people like the last report. It's actually a fish that likes to eat iron."

Ying An complained, and then threw the scrap iron produced by the failed experiment into the small lake.

Immediately, the water surface fluctuated, and a "little guy" with black and white stripes, which looked like a miniature version of a killer whale, floated up and happily devoured the scrap iron with a certain amount of energy.

"Hmph. The little guy is quite edible." Ying An stepped on the water and touched its black and smooth head.

But only the national teacher can treat this guy as a fish. Han Xin can only smile bitterly on the shore. This fish has done a lot of trouble in the inland river. He likes to eat metal, and the crusaders complained endlessly. Fortunately, no one was killed. After the national teacher went out in person, he was arrested and sent to the inner lake to be raised.

"Tell me. What is it this time?"

"Hmm..." Han Xin hesitated, thinking about how to express himself: "Probably... a witch?"

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Chapter 67 Chapter 28 Yu

"Sorceress?" Ying An raised her eyebrows, a little unconcerned.

According to the views of these common people, wouldn't all the people he adopted in the last world were "witches"?

"Today's Great Qin is not happy to be punished without teaching." Ying An brought out a cup of tea: "Now that you don't even have a seat, you have to improve. Even if you are a different kind, if you don't violate the Qin law, you can't be regarded as a demon girl. At most We're going to register her an account."

"Tell me, why is she called a witch?"

When Ying An asked, he couldn't help recalling the image of the witch that he was obsessed with when he was peeking at martial arts novels. He was really young at that time.

"Yes, the national teacher." Han Xin took out a small scroll from his arms: "The pavilion chief of Sishui said that six local people died inexplicably in the mountains at night. There were not only traces of being bitten on the bodies, but also It seems to be a sign of corrosion by the red liquid, and according to rumors, there is a ghost living alone in the deep mountains of this place, which was born by sucking blood. "

"Is there any trace of the victim's blood being sucked?"

"It seems not." Han Xin didn't dare to confirm, and took another look at the information.

"How old is the legend of the vampire?"

"The head of the pavilion in Surabaya said that it seems to have been five or six years."

"...lived alone for five or six years, and only committed five or six cases until recently, is that reasonable?" Ying An closed the teacup: "In the end, I was just scared, and casually cast the blame on undeniable aliens To shirk responsibility. Let the Surabaya pavilion chief control the scene, I always feel that something may happen."

Ying An believes in the intuition of the living body of light very much. The person who is slandered as a "demon" is most likely not the murderer. After all, if it is really a blood-sucking spirit, you have been hungry for several years, and you bite the food when you see it?

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After sending the bronze men to build roads, Daqin has a lot more roads extending in all directions, and the speed of mining has also kept pace with the times.

Only a few days later, Ying An led a group of [Zhu Lan] to the Surabaya Pavilion in Peixian County, and came to greet their local pavilion chief.

As an official in charge of local security, the head of the pavilion not only has an official status, but also feels a bit like a tyrant in later generations.

And the one in front of him is a middle-aged man who is handsome, but has an inexplicable naughty air.

"Liu Ji from Pei County, I have met the national teacher." Liu Ji looked respectful and bowed to the end, his posture was very humble: "I didn't expect that some trivial matters would have to be personally attended by the national teacher. It is a dereliction of duty."

Liu Ji?

Ying An was not surprised at all, Qin Shihuang had seen it, so what is a Han Gaozu.

Under the pressure of Zu Long, Liu Ji should obediently wait for promotion in the position of pavilion chief.

"Excuse me." Ying An said with a blank expression, "Can the victim's remains be preserved?"

"No." Liu Ji saw that Ying An was unhappy, so he didn't dare to say more. After all, this kind of thing happened in his job. If the national teacher got angry and asked himself why the witch five or six years ago reported it so late, Don't you want to be dismissed from office?Although his official position is low, he has deep connections in the local area. Naturally, he knows the power of the national teacher in front of him, and even his majesty trusts him. Not to mention himself, even if the county magistrate of Pei County hates him, he will be dismissed. A matter of words.

Under the inspection of [Zuran] professionals, there were indeed different discoveries.

The bite marks on the corpse are suspected to be beasts such as wolves, and mixed with the claw marks, there is also a mark that seems to be pierced by a huge syringe. Judging from the inspection, it seems to be traces left when sucking the victim's body fluids .

However, the victim didn’t lose much bodily fluids. Coupled with the traces of burns and venom that later appeared on the corpse, it was quite riddled with holes. It seemed that someone interrupted its blood-sucking behavior.

After pondering for a while, Ying An looked at Liu Ji who was standing by: "Since you claim to be the witch who committed the crime, do you know the description of the witch's appearance?"

Liu Ji nodded quickly: "Although I have never seen it before, after the incident, I asked people in the village, and a hunter claimed to have seen it."

"How about it, is there any evil spirit?" Ying An smiled, seeming very relaxed.

"Orion only said that she is a woman with a coquettish face, and her clothes are also different from our ordinary people... is it indecent?"

There is only this bit of information.

"Temporarily close the mountain, and the villagers are not allowed to go up the mountain until we resolve the matter."

"Honestly obey orders."

After sending Liu Ji to work, Ying An checked the first person killed again. His blood loss was obviously more than that of the later people. Although his eyes were closed, it could be seen from his face that he had suffered a lot when he was attacked. The pain was so great that his face looked extremely hideous.

"This breath."

Closing his eyes, Ying An carefully discerned the vague and uncontrollable strange breath on the wound.

"It's kind of like that."

The breath similar to the ghouls under the falling stars, could it be a similar race?

Dusk, the so-called moment of meeting the devil.

The so-called artist is bold, he didn't even dare to watch ghost movies in the original world, he watched Ultraman and was scared out of psychological shadow by the crayfish star, he entered the deep mountain alone under the watchful eyes of everyone.