At noon, on the shimmering riverside, the hot sunlight penetrated the gaps of the leaves and reflected on the ground, and three green tents had been built beside Dahe Village.

In the tent in the middle, Hu Ziming flipped through the files and sat opposite Wang Laowu.

"Oh, you can do it too!"

Hu Ziming looked at the sloppy man in front of him and smiled.

There are many strange things every year, and this year there are a lot of them. The evil ghosts report to officials and the tomb robbers are forced to surrender themselves by evil things. Now there are even people pulling zombies and praying to men.

Since Zhuang Wen, this world has become a strange thing!

"My brother has lost his face, his legs, all of them are gone!"

Wang Laowu in the tent shook his head and muttered, this was the first time in eight years that he had been drinking for a whole morning. After the wine was gone, he felt even more dizzy.

"What's going on with him? Haven't sober yet?"

Hu Ziming looked at the drunkard in front of him and frowned.

The medical staff who had just finished diagnosing Wang Laowu shook their heads and said helplessly:

"It's not that I haven't woken up, I've never seen him drink like this. It's good to die suddenly without alcohol poisoning. He is now 12 hours after he stopped drinking, and he was mentally confused after being severely and prolonged drinking. It's logically a bit mentally disordered!"

"So, I still can't communicate?"

Hu Ziming closed the archives in his hand.

"Actually, I guess I can't communicate even if I wake up. According to the village chief of Dahe Village, he hasn't woken up in the past ten years. No matter how you ask, he probably won't have any impression! Or there is only a very vague image. So he probably doesn't have many images at all when you want to say!"

The medical staff shrugged, to be honest, this kind of person has been soaked in alcohol, and it is a bit difficult to say what he can recover from in the future.

Hu Ziming looked at Wang Laowu in front of him and shook his head.

The only ones who came into contact with the zombies in this incident were the village chief, Wang Laowu and two young and strong people from Dahe Village.

Thanks to Wang Laowu's discovery the next morning, the village chief was afraid that bad remarks would be made in the village, so he closed the remarks and controlled Wang Laowu.

And the moving zombie was already pulled by Wang Laowu to the point where only his head was connected to his body.

"Forget it, I told their village chief to quit the bar, what's going on! In addition, the four people signed a confidentiality agreement, let the three of them watch! I don't have time to waste time with them now."

Hu Ziming made simple arrangements. Now the three sober people have communicated. This person probably doesn’t know when he will be awake, but he can’t waste time anymore.

He stood up and walked out. The corpses have actually run out now, which means that a cemetery has been stolen around him.

After turning around and walking into the military tent on the right, Hu Ziming asked directly:

“Have you not found the cemetery yet?”

Among this military tent are Yi Xu, the great monk, and three people who process information.

"It's almost there. According to Taoist Master Yixu, this zombie cannot walk very fast. We have searched all the grounds in this radius of five kilometers. Now there is no news coming back in the southeast. If the guess is good, there will be news soon!"

"Yeah, OK!"

Hu Ziming turned his head to look at the young Taoist priest and found that the young Taoist priest was not hanging on his face. He frowned and said, "Why do I feel a little strange? Why are you so active this time?"

This young Taoist priest has always been afraid of such things as snakes and scorpions. This time, he actually heard that there were corpses appearing and asked to come, and the monk was the same.

It's simply too strange!

"It's different. One is to open a ancestral tomb for people, and the other is to eliminate harm for the people. One is to have evil consequences and the other is to have good rewards. How can we generalize them?"

The young Taoist priest glanced at Hu Ziming, scratched his head and said.

He yawned, looking like he was not awake, and seemed to be a little confused about how Hu Ziming would ask such a low-level question.

"How do you judge good and evil?"

Hu Ziming handed the files in his hand to the person who sorted the information and said that they would have to re-summarize the files.

"Good and evil are the heart!"

The monk interrupted rarely.

"Good and evil, human relations and human hearts!"

The young Taoist priest seemed not very satisfied with the monk's statement and retorted.

"Forget it, no matter what your situation is, I think I did nothing wrong!"

Hu Zi waved his hand clearly. He didn't want to argue with these two guys, so he picked up the cup in his hand and drank a sip of water.

At this time, a voice from the operator sounded!

"Hey, OK!"

"Report the location! OK, I've recorded it!"

The operator put down the liaison in his hand and gave a piece of paper to report.

"I discovered the stolen hole! This is the latitude and longitude, the orientation and address!"

Hu Ziming looked at the address in his hand and said seriously:

"Okay, let's go, I have a premonition. It's very likely that it's still the tomb robber family! Hope it won't come true!"

...

"It's still a little worse! One of the cemeteries left by the ancestors was stolen ten years ago. Now the troops are divided into two groups, looking for things from the stolen ancient tombs, and the rest continue to go to the remaining cemeteries!"

Next to a stream under a green mountain, a tall middle-aged man spoke, with his beard surrounding his head and his eyes were filled with tigers and wolf powers.

"How many cemeteries are left by the ancestors?"

The opening of the mouth is a young man who looks like a scholar on the left hand of a middle-aged man. His face is like a cicada jade, and his scholarly spirit is energetic.

Sitting with this bearded man always makes people feel inconsistent!

"There are seven more, plus the stolen cemetery, eight!"

The young man on the right side of the bearded man replied that compared with the two before, this young man looked ordinary, and was the kind of public face that would be ignored by people.

"The ancestors were really careful. There were only seventy-two suspicious tombs in the rumors of Cao Cao. The ancestors left us more than twenty, and he didn't know how many he left behind."

The young woman smiled at the bearded man wearing a denim tights opposite.

"If you don't chat, talk about the serious matter first! In this way, Lao Liu and I went to find the stolen cemetery. Yan Zi and the scholar took the others to continue looking for the cemetery below!

We must speed up our movements! I feel that the water in this world is getting deeper and deeper, and our tomb robbery frequency will be targeted soon!"

The bearded man waved his hand and interrupted everyone's jokes. He said directly that he spoke with the feeling of a heroic hero in the world, and also had a sinister and domineering spirit.

The seven people present nodded, obviously they were very convinced by the bearded man!

"Okay, where do we meet?"

The cow girl named Swallow asked.

"After two cemeteries, come here to wait for Lao Liu and me!"

The bearded man took out a map from his arms and pointed at a passage.
Chapter completed!