The Alien Marriage and Love History of the Old Man

"Come in." Eric led him to the ground, put away the mechanical armor, walked to one of the huge museum-like buildings, and quietly opened the door to invite Lin Maoqiao.

"Isn't that good?" Lin Maoqiao hesitated, wondering if the bones of Eric's ancestors were displayed there.

"It's okay, come in." Eric strongly invited him.

This time Lin Maoqiao hesitated and followed him in.

It looks like a museum from the outside, but even more so from the inside.

Huge circular columns supported this tall building, and corridors formed a labyrinth-like place here.

Looking at the layout, Lin Maoqiao couldn't help but wonder: "Why is it so like a museum?" It really looks like the Provincial Museum he had been to once before.

"Museum?" Eric smiled and said, "It's actually very similar to a museum, with similar functions."

"But isn't this a cemetery?" Lin Maoqiao said.

"Yeah," Eric walked to the edge of a corridor, touched the wall, and a door slid open after a while, "Let's start from here."

He went in first, and Lin Maoqiao followed behind him.

"It's so beautiful." As soon as Lin Maoqiao came in, he saw a lifelike large bird facing the gate. This big bird was doing an attacking posture with its wings spread out and its feet forward about to catch the prey on the ground. It was colorful. It has colorful feathers, the fur from the chest to the abdomen is really white, and the thick claws are extremely sharp. The upper half of its mouth is fiery red, and gradually it turns pure black when it reaches the tip of the mouth. The eyes are sharp and mighty golden beast eyes.

"I hunted this prey when I was about [-] years old." Eric said proudly, "I went with my grandfather. About [-] years old is equivalent to what you are about ten years old."

"It's amazing!" Lin Maoqiao looked at him adoringly. At that time, he was playing wildly with his younger siblings all over the mountains and plains.

"I hunted it with the help of my grandfather. It wasn't just me." Eric said embarrassedly.

"That's amazing." The light screen under the bird clearly showed that it was an S-class creature.

At the age of ten, I hunted this kind of raptor.

This hall is very large, but there are not many things on display. Most of them are large beasts from various planets, all of which were hunted by Eric before he took over the position of Patriarch.

After looking at these ferocious animal specimens one by one, Eric led Lin Maoqiao out of this hall, walked for a while, and entered another hall.

This hall is smaller than the hall that displayed large beasts just now.

"What are these?" Lin Maoqiao's fingers lightly touched the transparent glass-like square cabinet, inside which was displayed a small badge-like thing.

The entire hall is full of such display stands, on which are placed small ornaments covered by glass-like transparent metal, in the shape of mechs, and there are also various spaceship models.

"These are the most cutting-edge technical reserves of the Vollanlun family at present, and none of them have been put into the market." Eric also stared at the small badge-like ornaments inside, "This small thing is a storage device for storing information."

Lin Maoqiao half-understood as Eric told him the secrets of the Warlanlun family.

"The technology stored here is several times ahead of the current spaceship technology. You are looking at this." Eric took his hand and turned to another showcase. "Each generation of patriarchs has their own interests, and their preferred research directions are different. Each generation of patriarchs will leave behind different technologies that are far superior to the present. This is specially developed and researched after I took office."

There is a mechanical armor in the showcase, which looks more refined and advanced than what Eric's guards are currently equipped with.

"Until the moment of crisis, these technologies will not be used. Once one of these things is inadvertently lost, it is enough to shake the current industry."

"Why did you tell me this? Isn't this supposed to be the secret of every Patriarch?" Lin Maoqiao looked around the dozens of display stands in the hall, his scalp tingling.

"You didn't ask me at that time. I told you not to ask others this question easily, because it is a taboo." Eric pulled him around and left the exhibition hall.

Go to the center of the maze-like building.

He said: "This is not just because people from all the galaxies to which the Warlanlun family belongs have the habit of collecting loot for the tombs they built during their lifetime. We will not invite people who are not close friends and family members to visit."

Only then did Lin Maoqiao belatedly discover what Eric meant. This building turned out to be where Eric belonged after his death!

While his hairs stood on end one by one, he also had an indescribably strange feeling.

This kind of behavior of inviting friends and lovers to visit his tomb simply broke his three views!

It's a cultural difference...it's a cultural difference...I'm going to be considerate...I'm going to be tolerant...

He is doing psychological construction for himself in his heart, although he already feels embarrassing.

"It's just that the burial chambers of the Warlanlun family not only have these loot, they also bear some other uses. Moreover, it not only stores some advanced technologies that can be saved in times of crisis, each Warlanlun The burial chambers of family members hide their own part of the wealth they accumulated during their lifetime. The sum of these wealth is very considerable. Once the Warlanlun family suffers a catastrophe, the wealth can be used to make a comeback or become rich The rest of their lives are up to them to choose."

The hall in the middle of Eric opened, and the moment Lin Maoqiao saw it, he felt that all the people's cognition of Asara and even some of the Juma galaxy federation had been overturned.

The hall is unparalleled in luxury.All kinds of items are placed in a patchwork without losing style, a variety of luxuriously decorated furniture, dining utensils made of precious metals, and antique decorations with a long history and priceless value.

Lin Maoqiao vaguely understands why the decoration styles of all the places he has lived in have been so simple and practical, without any superfluous items.All the things like feelings were sent to their tomb by them!

What kind of Grandet spirit is this! ! !

Lin Maoqiao was speechless.

In fact, this was his misunderstanding. After living in Asara for many years, he realized that the burial chambers of ordinary people are just spoils of war, things and collectibles he liked during his lifetime.Only this kind of big aristocratic family who are too prepared for a rainy day can do this.

People simply like the simple style. This is because all the furniture and electrical appliances are shrunk inside the walls, and they are quite full when they are all displayed. It is just that they are usually put away, so they look empty.

"Our burial habit is to use chemical substances to keep the body lifelike after death and place it in the tomb that we have arranged before our death. In this way, when our descendants remember their ancestors, they can go to the tomb to see look."

Eric walked to a high platform surrounded by gorgeous Triman in the middle.

"Lin, come up." He called Lin Maoqiao who stopped and stood below.

Lin Maoqiao stood down and looked up at Eric standing on the high platform, already guessing what kind of place it was.

Seeing him resisting and standing still, Eric went down, took his hand and dragged him up.

Lin Maoqiao tried his best to pull his hand out. According to his traditional concept, how could such an unlucky behavior and an unlucky place be close before he was alive.It is not the ancient emperor who wants to build a luxurious and large mausoleum.

He didn't realize that Eric's identity was no different from that of the ancient emperor.

The Juma Galaxy Federation is a complete country, but it is actually a huge alliance formed by the private star fields controlled by more than a dozen participating families.The right to attend the parliament is jointly granted by these families. Once this family alliance falls apart, the entire Juma Galaxy Federation will immediately split into more than a dozen empires.The House of Representatives is in some ways subordinate to the House of Representatives and in some respects supreme.

So Eric's identity is not much different from that of an emperor.

It's just that Lin Maoqiao didn't know much about it. He always regarded Eric simply as the son of a friend. His special background made him not care much about certain leadership positions.Plus never surfing the internet unless it's not necessary, and never watching alien TV, so he doesn't know anything about it.

At this moment, Eric pulled him onto the high platform unwillingly. Eric raised his head and read out a password, and the gorgeous Triman with four sides slowly moved towards the four corners.

What made Lin Maoqiao heave a sigh of relief was that what was hidden in Triman was not the conjectured coffin, but a large bed that looked very soft.

"Why is it a bed?" Lin Maoqiao couldn't help blurting out.

Eric looked at him and said, "Then what do you think?"

"The coffin." Lin Maoqiao turned his head away in embarrassment.

"The coffin?" Eric repeated in doubt, and the translator quickly gave the translation. He said amusedly, "If it's a coffin, how do you want the bride and groom to spend their wedding night?"

"Will the bride and groom spend their wedding night in this place?" Lin Maoqiao turned to look at him in disbelief. After seeing him nodding seriously, he still couldn't imagine saying, "Spend your wedding night in the cemetery?"

"Well, this is our tradition," Eric pulled Lin Maoqiao to sit on the edge of the bed, "meaning that the two of you will never be separated from your marriage until your death."

Eric stared at Lin Maoqiao with burning eyes: "It's just like your 'birth in the same quilt, death in the same coffin'."

He approached Lin Maoqiao, looked solemnly, and said with a solemn expression: "Lin Maoqiao, are you willing to be buried in my tomb, Eric Warren Lun's tomb?"

Lin Maoqiao's mind suddenly went blank.