Rebirth in Another World: Enchanting and Chaotic World

"Miss Qingyu...had you come up with a solution?"

Mo Tianhong saw Nangong Qingyu so calm, but he even showed a very strange and confident smile. He thought she had a way, so he spoke boldly.

However, Mo Tianhong really guessed correctly this time. He did have a solution, but he didn't know if he could succeed.

No one saw Nangong Qingyu's trembling hands, and the trembling was only in an instant. She immediately changed into a calm expression.

"Do you know how many people died here?" Her voice was quickly blown away by the cold wind, and it was cloudless.

It seems to be asking him, it seems to be asking "them", it seems to be asking himself again.

"How many……?"

Mo Tianhong was a little afraid to look at these skeletons. It was so dazzling. He usually stayed in the family, and at most he could see more than a hundred people died. He had never seen such deaths of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.

As for Nangong Qingyu, she searched for some undisclosed photos of the Nanjing Massacre online. The corpses that were as thick as mountains had already shocked her, so when she saw these, her shock was still faint. These corpses were obviously much less than those at the time of the massacre.

"I guess... there are about 100,000 people." Nangong Qingyu's voice was very stable, without fear or surprise, as if he didn't care, he had long seen Guan.

Hundred Thousand?! Mo Tianhong was a little confused when he heard the news. The repeated blows made him a little unacceptable. At this time, he was not interested in why Nangong Qingyu was still so calm.

Hundreds of thousands! A total of hundreds of thousands died here!

"Do you know why they died?" Nangong Qingyu raised another question and almost exploded Fei Mo Tianhong.

"Why...what?" Mo Tianhong asked in a low voice, his voice stuttering.

Suddenly he seemed to remember something, completely shocked: "This... I know! According to ancient books, Feng Junchen had sent a large number of people everywhere to build his tomb before he died. All of them disappeared and were unknown. Moreover, none of the people who came in to Feng Junchen's coffin were alive."

Nangong Qingyu nodded. She could be sure that these bones were indeed the people who came to build the tomb.

This can only show that Feng Junchen is a cruel emperor, and the tomb is very large, and the mechanisms inside are afraid of being distributed.

"If I guess correctly, these people were sent to build the tombs. In addition to them, dozens of craftsmen who planned the tombs were also buried alive. The purpose was to prevent them from revealing the news of the tomb mechanisms from the general terrain of the tombs. It has to be said that Feng Junchen really did everything, both a wise king and a tyrant of the ages. With the power of us, we cannot find the tomb." Nangong Qingyu expressed her guess.

Mo Tianhong agreed very much and asked weakly: "What should I do? Just go back like this?"

"Of course not. Today, we are really here. We are in the right place. The moon is full. There are a lot of resentment from 100,000 people here, and the craftsman is even more resentful. Once they encounter the change of the moon, it will be equivalent to a corpse transformation, but someone's spiritual consciousness."

After saying that, he subconsciously looked at the white bones all over the ground. It was indeed strange and abnormal under the moonlight.

"Is there such a thing?" Mo Tianhong was really scared. He didn't say anything in a vague way, and he was even more confused.