Beyond the Realm of 1167

help but smile.After my last talk with my brother, he wasn't as confrontational towards Lin Yanqin anymore. Because he shared that little secret with me, he felt more relaxed and at ease.Lin Yanqin w...Master vanished as soon as He stepped out of the tomb passage. We have no idea where He went.

"Could he have gone to the Upper Realm" The young mistress frowned and said, "I just told the little attendant to notify Lord Luohu Xingjun. Lord Ji Zhu Xingjun is so eager for chaos, but Lord Luohu Xingjun doesn't intervene Jiang Qiyun must be deliberately indulging him..."

"Wouldn't it be better to have Jiang Qiyun handle this himself After all, he's in a different position as an official. Things are just not the same." Master Yunfan stroked his chin.

"What's different"

"Jiedu is just a rebellious immortal, whatever he does, the old immortals wouldn't be surprised. Even if he causes trouble, there's Jiang Qiyun secretly helping him, the punishment wouldn't be anything serious."

“I think as long as these immortal gods and deities don’t do anything harmful to heaven or endanger the fundamental order of the upper realm, the so-called rules and regulations are actually quite lenient—mainly because they themselves are transparent in their hearts, knowing what they can and cannot do… You don’t need to worry about Ji Dou la. Although he acts rebellious and flamboyant, he actually has a clear mind.”

My master Yun Fan comforted me for a while, but I was still very worried inside.

Mú Wǎn Chén turned me away, he must have activated some risky program inside the mausoleum.

That kind of "program" took away creatures like spirits, leaving only an empty shell here.

Except for us.

Perhaps because we are outsiders.

These people seem to all have inherited blood gu from their ancestors, while we don't. My great-grandmother faked her own death and survived outside, and the blood gu disappeared from her descendants.

And the altar had a magic circle, there was no escaping the shaman king's control. These valuable beings were all taken away.

"The terrain here is a bit different from the outside world. Why would the scenery at the edge of the forest blend together I just found some trees with half burned gray and half still have bark." Lin Yanhuan, the young master Lin, whispered to his junior apprentice in a low voice.

"Actually, it's the same. It just looks different inside the formation because people farm and live there. If the formation is destroyed, these things will probably appear abruptly in the world... Lin Yanhuan, what do you think we should do" The junior wife shook her head worriedly: "When the industry fire burned the mountain before, I saw a helicopter. At that time, I thought it was a forest fire brigade or something... It turns out there's a secret base not far from here..."

"So now my words are useless. I must inform my father and let him make the judgment... Actually, this sudden disappearance is a good thing." Lin Yanhuan looked at me.

"The most troublesome thing is arranging these indigenous people. If there were no indigenous people here, it would only need to be treated as a restricted area for protection... There are precedents for such protected national parks, so it would be relatively easy to get approval from the higher-ups."

"After this place is declared off-limits, there will be a long period of time needed for recovery and protection. This requires a small number of people to carry out the task. As a senior advisor, the Shen family will likely become a member of this mission, making things easier to handle."

What does this mean Is Master Lin organizing people to "inspect" inside

Aren't those expert professors just carrying out national missions under the guise of archaeology, expeditions, and protective excavations

"Should we even have them come and inspect If too many people arrive, how can we keep this place a secret And there are so many treasures from the shaman tribe in the corridor. What if they're lost, damaged, or confiscated by the state" I muttered quietly.

Lin Yanhuan smiled faintly, raised her hand to adjust her cuffs, and said in a flat tone: "Miss Yin Er, there is gain and loss. If you don't provide some value to the country, how can the country give you some convenience"

"Uh..."

"You're still a child. You have much to learn about the complexities of this world… An upright person is blameless, but possessing something valuable can lead to guilt. Do you understand this"

“These historical artifacts, antiques, or even sacrificial and ritual objects... These are things the state is interested in. Keeping them would increase your risk. To gain recognition and protection from the state, it's better to hand them over... Besides, these are also treasures left by our ancestors. The state will take good care of them.”

Of course, when it comes to matters of faith, countries generally show respect, that's unquestionable.

I feel helpless. I can't protect all of this alone... There are no people here, no life. With the formations damaged, it's only a matter of time before they crumble completely.

Master Yunfan took out his plain spectacles from his pocket and put them on. Immediately, he looked much more mature.

He sighed and said, “Xiao Yinluo, my opinion is, listen to Lin Yanhuan’s arrangement. Although these things are the treasures of our clan, from a historical perspective, they are also the treasures of our country. And you have also seen the rate at which the techniques here are damaged, perhaps the collapse will only take a moment.”

"Perhaps, little Yinluo, you could take this opportunity to change the Wuzhu's reputation. Live openly and prosperously here, preserving your customs and beliefs, as long as you accept government supervision... That would be a good solution too."

"Otherwise, the Witch Clan's survival crisis would be too severe. According to the rules of nature, extinction might only take twenty years. Once this generation of young and middle-aged people lost their fertility, it would be completely cut off."

“Look at Long Xiaogē over there, isn't he doing well Perhaps the Witch Clan could be even better... After all—" Uncle Yun Fan lowered his voice and whispered in my ear: “After all, the Witch Clan has too many good things and too many secrets. Even if those in power accept them, they will treat them with caution and restraint, understand Now is a good time to negotiate terms...”

Lin Yanhuan let out a cold snort: “Mu Yunfan, you dare to instigate Miss Yin Er in front of me Don’t you think I exist”

Uncle Yunfan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Big brother-in-law, within a family we shouldn't speak ill of each other. We should be honest and hardworking for the country, putting in our best effort. Receiving some benefits is only natural, after all, exceptional people deserve exceptional treatment."

Lin Yan nodded seriously and looked at me: "Then, Miss Yin Er, if you have any requests, just say them. I'll judge if they can be handled."

What do I want to request...

Preserve the tombs, do not forcefully enter them; protect and repair the King's Mountain City; also establish gathering places for the people, protect plants, and protect animals...

Lin Yanhuan squinted her eyes and smiled faintly at me, " ... Okay, she seems like a good girl, her head's full of just wanting to protect this place."

"And, there's one more requirement!" I held up a finger.

Tell me about it.

"I hope the country can give us an identity, and then...draw an autonomous region..." I said cautiously.

Lin Yanhuan's eyes turned cold, and a hint of coldness appeared in her smile: "This is your second request, Miss Yin Er."

"Is there... any hope"

“That can be discussed. The first hope is big, but the second one depends on how much you can offer that interests other countries.”

"Really"

"Hmph, it seems I underestimated you—"eys""I...""Who secretly sneaked into the laundry room with a blanket Who blushed and went to buy medicine Who—""...Wasn't I wrong""Hmph, you little brat, you think you can pry into my gossip You're to...