Chapter 2, The Mausoleum of the First Emperor of Qin

As I pondered, I gradually caught a whiff of a pungent, fishy odor, reminiscent of the unpleasant scent of decaying corpses. Could it be that the carcasses of cattle and sheep are rotting nearby on the grassland

Ultimately leading to the peasant uprising, the Qin Dynasty fell in 206 BC. Subsequently, various feudal lords rose up, each amassing troops and asserting their power, marking the days when Liu Bang and Xiang Yu contended for supremacy over the realm

What is a burial tomb sacrifice? From which era is this, the pre-Christian era or the twenty-first century?

Upon seeing the woman's soft and sorrowful demeanor, and recalling her tragic experiences, Long Tianyu was suddenly overwhelmed by a strong sense of masculinity. He thought to himself that he must rescue her from danger and take her to a safe place. He assured her, saying: "Do not worry, miss, I will not leave you behind to escape alone. If we are to leave, we will leave together. As long as I am alive, I will definitely take you out."

Long Tianyu murmured to himself: "Could it be a zombie? However, considering that I am an atheist, how could I believe in the existence of zombies and ghosts?"

After four years of the Chu-Han Contention, Xiang Yu was ultimately defeated at Gaixia and took his own life at the Wu River, while Liu Bang subsequently established the Western Han Dynasty.

At this point, a strong curiosity about history arises. I wonder what Xiang Yu and Liu Bang actually looked like. How could a commoner defeat the seemingly invincible King of Western Chu? And was Xiang Yu truly as formidable and valiant as the legends suggest? Although historical records exist, they still leave me unsettled.

Upon reflecting on this occasion, I cannot help but feel dejected and disheartened

After a while, the woman regained consciousness and saw a strange man holding her in his arms. She couldn't help but blush, displaying the bashfulness and shyness typical of a young woman. A hint of color returned to her pale cheeks, restoring a bit of vitality.

Oh no, have the Terracotta Warriors come to life? Just as Long Tianyu was astonished and shocked, he suddenly heard a Qin army general among the tomb guards shout: "Those who steal from the imperial tomb shall die!"

Long Tianyu detected the faint, alluring fragrance of his daughter wafting in, warm and fragrant like jade within her embrace. Her breath was as delicate as orchids, and on her complexion, which was already beautiful and pale, there lingered a hint of blush, enhancing her originally fair and refined features with an added charm, resembling a rare flower in its first bloom, graceful and enchanting.

Long Tianyu was lightly called by the other party, and only then did he awaken from his dreamlike state. Coming to his senses, he hurriedly said: "Miss, are you alright? How did you end up sleeping in a coffin?" As he spoke, he reached out and lifted the woman, who was lying across, into his arms, warm and soft, nestled against him.

Long Tianyu focused his gaze and saw himself standing on a platform, below which stood rows of armored terracotta soldiers. Each was crafted to mimic a real person, with varied faces and imposing expressions. They could be categorized into generals, military officers, archers, knights, and foot soldiers based on their attire and armor, along with over one hundred chariots, several hundred terracotta horses, and tens of thousands of weapons.

Cautiously stepping up the stairs, I arrived in front of the stone coffin, from which intermittent sounds were emanating. Thinking that there might still be someone inside, my eagerness to save them left no room for hesitation. With all my strength, I slowly pushed open the stone lid, which weighed over a hundred pounds.

Long Tianyu, having some knowledge of ancient history and culture, was taken aback by the sight before him and exclaimed, "The Terracotta Army of Qin Shi Huang? How did it come to the Shaanxi Museum?"

At present, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang have not yet revolted, and Liu Bang should still be idling in Pei County, feeling frustrated and unfulfilled. It would be better to partner with Liu Bang, assisting him in rising up early to overthrow the Qin Dynasty. In the future, I might also have the opportunity to battle with Xiang Yu, the Hegemon of Western Chu, on the battlefield. What a grand and passionate ambition!

Just as he was lost in thought, unable to comprehend the situation, he faintly heard a slight tapping sound against the stone wall behind him. The sound was extremely soft; in this pitch-black environment, even the fall of a needle could be heard. He was taken aback and turned around, only to see three stone coffins placed on a small platform atop the hundred or so stone steps, and the tapping sound was emanating faintly from within the coffins.

Feeling strange, I forced myself to stand up, illuminating the luminous watch on my left wrist, and instantly, a soft blue light shone ahead.

Having seen the beauty of the exquisite lady, Long Tianyu could not help but lament the perfection of creation. Such beauty was actually captured by Zhao Gao for burial, truly a waste of divine gifts. That dead eunuch, it is intolerable by the principles of heaven!

The woman was completely exhausted, with only a breath left in her. Her entire body slumped against his chest, her breath weak and devoid of any strength. Her lips trembled: "Water... Water..."

Upon hearing this, the young woman was filled with joy, suddenly raising her head, tears streaming down her cheeks. Seeing that the other party was not joking, she felt immensely grateful. A vibrant young woman, who would wish to be trapped in a tomb as a burial companion, her soul buried for generations within the tyrant's ominous grave, entangled with the cries and grievances of tens of thousands of lonely souls, forever unable to attain rebirth

"What sound is that?" Long Tianyu calmed down, suddenly realizing the chilling presence of the swords and halberds. He focused his mind and turned to look down, only to see, not far away, at the base of the stone wall, a row of over a hundred broken terracotta figures on each end. Ceramic shards fell to the ground, and from the hollow shells of the terracotta figures emerged over a hundred tomb guards, clad in Qin-style armor, wielding bronze swords or long halberds, standing in formation, glinting coldly.

Taking a deep breath at this moment, I leaned forward, using the light from my watch on my left wrist to guide my way. With my right hand, I drew the protective "War God - M16" pistol from my waist, ascending step by step until I reached the suspended sparrow platform

The woman inside the sarcophagus had a pale complexion, her breath faint as a wisp, her voice barely audible: "Young master... save... me..."

With a resounding "bang," the flying saucer collided with the waterfall cliff, its residual force propelling it instantly into the inner cavity behind the water curtain, where Long Tianyu also lost consciousness in the impact

Am I still trapped in a repetitive dream for several days, yet why is it so clear and vivid this time? The searing pain coursing through my body suggests that this is not a dream

Uncertain how much time had passed, Long Tianyu slowly awakened, feeling as if the world was spinning around him, his body felt as if it were falling apart. Enduring the searing pain, he crawled out from the interior of the flying saucer. Before him was a pitch-black expanse, resembling a cave, where he could not see his own fingers when he reached out.

The woman noticed his unusual expression and assumed he was anxious about being unable to leave, so she spoke to comfort him: "This tomb of the Qin King is a suspected burial site, constructed by tens of thousands of craftsmen, built into the mountains, with a grand scale and numerous traps, making it difficult to escape. If the young master truly wishes to survive, then... then you should go on your own. Bringing me along would only burden you!" After saying this, she felt a deep sorrow within herself, appearing pitiful and self-pitying.

Long Tianyu felt the faint fragrance carried by the gentle breath of the beauty, wafting onto his face, stirring his heart and soul. He reached out to gently lift her chin, examining her closely. The beauty's hair cascaded over her shoulders, her delicate cheeks a rosy white, her brows like distant spring mountains, her eyes deep as tranquil pools, her nose elegantly straight, her lips shaped like arcs. Beneath her plain garment, a pair of jade-like peaks stood tall and proud, evoking much contemplation.

Emperor Qin Ershi was an exceedingly cruel ruler, easily swayed by Zhao Gao. He first eliminated Fusu and executed the great general Meng Tian. Following the Shachiu coup, he grew suspicious of many individuals, leading to a widespread crackdown, resulting in the execution of twenty-two princes and princesses of the royal family. The entire royal lineage was filled with terror. During the burial of his father, Qin Shihuang, in an effort to maintain secrecy, he even blocked the exits, trapping and killing tens of thousands of craftsmen and concubines of the Qin emperor within the tomb as sacrifices. Moreover, Hu Hai was incompetent and lacked the ability to govern, resorting to heavy taxation and indulgent pleasures, which caused turmoil throughout the realm and left the populace in despair.

The woman looked bewildered and shook her head, saying: "I do not quite understand your intentions, my lord. I only know that King Qin, Ying Zheng, passed away ten days ago. Due to my unique status, I was captured by Zhao Gao's subordinates to be a sacrificial offering in the burial."

I can't help but wonder, am I really not going back? My parents and friends must be worried about me, and then there's Jingwen; she is already pregnant and was supposed to have the wedding at Notre-Dame in Paris next month on the weekend. How could I go back on my word?

The stunning woman regained some strength and clearly saw Long Tianyu's face. He was around twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with sharp eyebrows and piercing eyes, exuding a masculine aura. She softly said, "This elder brother, were you also captured and brought to the tomb for burial?"

Long Tianyu, upon seeing this, deduced that she had not had any water for several days, which led to her dehydration symptoms. He immediately looked around the walls, as the mountain cave was situated beneath the river halfway up the mountain, and the stone walls naturally had places where water dripped.

He gently placed the lady on the ground, then hurried to the nearest stone wall, dampened his garment, and returned to her side, slowly dripping the water into her fragrant mouth

If all of this truly happened, did she arrive in the modern twenty-first century, or did I return to the time before Christ? There is a difference of over two thousand years between the two; how could we possibly encounter each other in a book?

Long Tianyu felt a surge of emotion; this woman was like a startled bird, so delicate that any man who saw her would want to use all his strength to protect her, ensuring she suffered not even the slightest harm. Just as he was about to speak words of comfort, he suddenly heard the sound of pottery figurines shattering from a nearby flat area behind him.

Long Tianyu directed the light into the stone coffin, and there lay a woman inside, dressed in a plain white long gown. Her features were picturesque, with lightly furrowed brows and a pale complexion, exuding an air of languor. He was secretly astonished, completely frozen in place: was this not the very person from the painting?

Long Tianyu was pressed against the inner cabin, his entire body in excruciating pain, feeling as if he were in a time-space tunnel. Surrounding him were swirling mists of stars, rotating along mysterious trajectories, as he and the spacecraft descended towards a vortex of star mist. Before his eyes, figures dressed in the attire of different dynasties flashed by—Qing, Ming, Yuan, Song, Tang, Sui, with the sounds of clashing weapons and galloping horses, ancient landscapes... In the blink of an eye, he was horrified to realize that he and the UFO were hurtling down from a great height towards a waterfall.

Long Tianyu lay on the ground, panting for a moment, regaining some strength. He thought to himself: "Where is this place? Didn't Professor Ye say we would land on the Inner Mongolia grasslands, where military units would come to receive us? Why is it all dark? Even if it's night, there should be stars in the sky"

Long Tianyu felt a jolt in his heart, realizing that he had indeed arrived in the Qin Dynasty over two thousand years ago. If Emperor Qin Shi Huang had truly passed away ten days prior, it would now be 210 B.C. According to historical records, in the thirty-seventh year of King Ying Zheng's reign, he fell ill and died during his fifth tour at Shaqiu Pingzhi. Minister Zhao Gao forged an edict, establishing the prince Hu Hai as emperor, a period known in history as the reign of Qin Ershi

Thank you, young master, you are truly a good person