Chapter 88 Never Miss

Ye Hetu went to the checkpoint outside the Thirteen Emperor's Mausoleum. If Zhao Shidao was not allowed to revoke the checkpoint outside the Imperial Mausoleum, the rest of the people would want to go out, which might be a little troublesome.

"Here you are." Zhao Shidao saw Ye Hetu coming out of the imperial mausoleum alone again, with a relaxed appearance without any sign of injury.

Ye Hetu nodded faintly and did not worry too much about what happened in the imperial mausoleum, but asked, "How are those two?"

It should refer to Huang Bolan's father and daughter.

Zhao Shidao smiled bitterly and pointed behind him and said, "In the tent behind, I persuaded them to leave here several times, but I haven't agreed. I must see you before I give up."

Ye Hetu shook his head and sighed. There's nothing I can do about it.

If Zhao Shidao heard Ye Hetu's inner thoughts, he would have lost his chin.

"Became me to see them." Ye Hetu said to Zhao Shidao, since others must see him before they give up, let them have a look, and they won't get pregnant. What else is an old man afraid of?

In the camp, Huang Boran listened attentively to his daughter Huang Ying telling him the plot of being taken away by the man in black. One paragraph seemed to be a fantasy. The plots in the martial arts drama appeared. Huang Boran, who believed in Marxism-Leninism, remained highly skeptical of this.

"Dad, he's awesome." Huang Ying asked her father excitedly, and her face was full of brilliance. Every girl had a dream of martial arts. When she grew up, she found that she could not be a heroine who robbed the rich to help the poor and punish the evil and promote good, but she still had a yearning in her heart, or found a man who could do martial arts.

Unfortunately, Ye Hetu has become a sunny martial arts master in Huang Ying's heart.

Although Huang Bolan kept a lot of silence, he still smiled and replied, "It's awesome."

He doesn't believe that the young man in his daughter's mouth is really like the one written in a martial arts novel. Of course, he has the skills, but he will not be as magical as his daughter said.

"Is it really awesome?" A frivolous tone came in from outside the tent.

Huang Ying heard this familiar voice and couldn't wait to explain to her father, "Dad, that's him. He's really awesome."

Huang Bolan looked at his daughter Huang Ying helplessly. This child has never been like this since he was a child. Ye Hetu has entered the tent. Huang stood up and passed on a heartfelt smile. Ye Hetu saved his daughter and should be treated with courtesy no matter what.

"This is Professor Huang, right?" Ye Hetu smiled and said that Zhao Shidao, a professor in the Department of Archaeology of Peking University, told him outside.

"What kind of professor doesn't teach? You can call me Mr. Huang." Huang Boran responded with a polite smile. He is not different from ordinary people because he is a professor at Peking University. Although his identity can show some things, it is better to put down his identity and get closer to others at ordinary times.

"Hero, what's your name?" Huang Ying ran to Ye Hetu's side and looked at the latter with hope on her face. The image of Ye Hetu was no different from that of the Super Saiyan in her eyes.

"Don't you think your question is progressing too fast?"

Ye Hetu asked Huang Ying with a smile, and saw a few red glows on Huang Ying's face.

"I just want to ask your name, can't I?" Huang Ying muttered and felt guilty for a while by Ye Hetu's words. Before I met Ye Hetu, no one had spoken to her in such a tone, so Ye Hetu was the first.

"Of course."

"Cough." Huang Boran's cough sounded in the ears of the two people, and then let the two young people flirt in front of themselves.

"Dad." Huang Ying glanced at her father. Although Huang Bolan never asked her about these private issues, Huang Ying was still a little unable to let go compared with her more conservative father.

"Oh." Huang broke into a dry smile. How could he not see his daughter's good impression of the young man in front of him? Without knowing the other party's background and family background, he would not make a blind decision. Although Ye Hetu saved his daughter, it was not the best way to repay.

"What's your name?"

"My surname is Ye. Professor Huang can call me Hetu.

"River map? Those two words in the river map during the Qingming Festival?

"Yes."

Huang Bolan did not have the style of neighbors. He searched the household registration to the end. After knowing Ye Hetu's name, it was enough. Before he met, he wanted to inquire about other people's family background. In addition to the essence of pretending, it is a big problem for people to be a person in the world. This is inseparable from a person's tutoring.

"Hetu, look at your appearance, you are not from Beijing, are you?" Huang suddenly became familiar with Ye Hetu, and Huang Ying sat quietly beside him and watched Ye Hetu talk to his father.

"Hmm." Ye Hetu nodded and said that he didn't even know where he was from. Kunlun? This place where I grew up can barely be regarded as one.

Seeing that Ye Hetu had no result, Huang Buran didn't know what to say.

"I heard that Professor Huang is an archaeologist?" Ye Hetu suddenly asked Huang Buran. Since Huang Buran is engaged in archaeology, he is very sophisticated when he appears in the Mausoleum of the Thirteen Emperors. This is not a coincidence that can be explained by passing by.

"Archaeologists can't be called an archaeologist at most. What's the problem?" When Huang Buran heard Ye Hetu ask him, he knew that there was something wrong. Ye Hetu was looking at the inside of the imperial mausoleum. Later, everyone here heard the huge roar from the imperial mausoleum, which must be related to Ye Hetu.

"What is Professor Huang going to inspect when he comes to the imperial mausoleum this time?" Ye Hetu laughed and said that Huang Buran should have found something. So far, not many secrets of the Tombs of the Thirteen Emperors have been excavated.

"There is nothing to investigate. I'm just coming to see this place." Huang Bolan's face changed slightly and replied without a trace.

"I think this place is not just as simple as its name. In the Ming Tombs of the Ming Dynasty, thirteen emperors, twenty-three empresses, and many martyred concubines, princes and princesses were buried. Are all their bones left in the area of 400,000 square kilometers?

Huang Buran was secretly surprised. From Ye Hetu's words, he could know that Ye Hetu had also studied the Thirteen Imperial Tombs, but Ye Hetu found something, and Huang Bo had no way to know.

"You're right. The place where the thirteen emperors are buried can't be simple. I've been studying here for nearly a few years, and I find something that I don't believe."

"Can you talk about it?"

"It's okay to say it. These are all my speculations."

Huang Baran sighed that there were too many things in the imperial mausoleum, but no one had been interested in it.

"According to my judgment, the imperial mausoleum is not simple, it is not just a large cemetery."

"Oh?" Ye Hetu was interested in Huang Buran's words and asked curiously. Maybe Huang Buran's words could answer some questions for him.

"In addition to seeing some things that should be in the emperor's cemetery, I also found some additional buildings here, which may not mean anything, but there are more meaningless buildings in an emperor's cemetery. I guess no one can believe it." Huang Boran said thoughtfully that this was the purpose of his coming to the imperial mausoleum this time. He wanted to find what he wanted to prove from those buildings.

"It makes sense. So what's your guess? Hearing Huang Boran's words, Ye Hetu contacted his own experience and found that there were indeed some places that were not like what Huang Buran said, not like what the imperial mausoleum should have, such as the underground passage under the cabin.

"The Mausoleum of the Thirteen Emperors may not be a cemetery at all. It should be a cover specially used by someone to confuse outsiders. Its existence may have other meanings." Huang Bolan said resolutely that this is his speculation, but there is a certain truth.

Huang Ying listened attentively to her father. Ye Hetu kept Huang Bolan's words in mind and should be able to use them in the future. Whether Huang Bolan's words were intentional or unintentional, he was secretly conveying a message to him.

"That's all. I'm sorry, I still have something to do." Ye Hetu responded politely that there was also a Zichuan flowing cloth over there. If you don't kill, it will always be a disaster.

"Well, go ahead. Remember to come to me when you come to Peking University in the future. You should know my name." Huang Bran looked at the young man who didn't have much amazing performance and whispered.

"I know." Ye Hetu said vaguely that Huang Buran should be a person with a little prestige in Peking University. Although he is not very optimistic about Peking University, there are still many talents, especially professors with a significant reputation.

Huang Buran and Huang Ying saw Ye Hetu leave until Ye Hetu's back completely disappeared from sight. Huang Ying then asked her father, "Dad, what do you think of him?"

Huang Boran looked at his daughter dotingly. Can the child's mind be hidden from him? He had to answer truthfully, "How do you tell me to judge at this time?"

"Dad, just say it."

"Calm, without the impetuousness of young people, good mental cultivation."

"It's gone?"

"One more thing, it looks good."

Huang Ying blushed fiercely and said andly, "Dad, what do you mean by that?"

Huang broke his laughter and didn't explain anything. He said to his daughter half-jokingly, "If he goes to Peking University in the future, I'm going to test him. If he is really excellent, I will marry my daughter to him."

"Dad, are you confused? How can you say such nonsense? Huang Ying couldn't stand her father's joke, so she had to lower her head and not look at her father's eyes. Then he muttered in a voice that he could only hear, "I don't know if people like me."

Zhao Shidao looked at Ye Hetu walking out of the tent and stepped forward to ask, "Is my task completed?"

"Remove these people. Don't let anyone in today." Ye Hetu said lightly. After saying this, he left here and walked in the direction of Zichuan Liubu.

The person who should be killed must not be left out.