More than a hundred people surrounded this small mound.

Pan Sheng said tremblingly: "Master, come out!"

"Why are you howling? I just touched the nobleman's bed. Hey! It is made of good wood! It looks like... it has been at least five hundred years. This is a nobleman of the Chen Kingdom! There must be a lot of good things."

"Master!" When Pan Sheng saw two Bei Liao sergeants approaching the entrance of the cave, he shouted: "We have guests!"

"guest?"

There was a rustling sound inside, and then a head poked out.

A long knife was placed on his neck from above.

The old thief remained motionless and said, "My lord, please spare my life."

Then he was dragged out.

"Your Majesty, please spare my life."

The old thief and Pan Cheng were lying on the ground with their hands tied.

The leader of the team all shouted and asked, "What are you two doing?"

The old thief shook his chin towards the cave, "The villain opens the door for the noble to ventilate."

"Open the door, my lord?"

"It's just that... the nobles will inevitably feel depressed after being buried for a long time. The villain's family has inherited it for many years, opening doors and windows for the nobles, and by the way... getting some rewards."

The scouts looked at each other, and one scout suddenly patted his thigh, "Isn't this a tomb robber?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

They all kicked the old thief in the head and said, "The tomb robbers are so refreshing to you. People like you are best cut off and sent to the palace. I hope you can make the nobles in the palace happy."

"Yes!" The old thief smiled in apology.

"take away!"

The two old thieves were tied on horseback, and the rope ends were held in the hands of the scouts. They could not escape even if they wanted to.

"Master!" Pan Sheng looked at the old thief and wanted to cry but had no tears.

We've all talked about Bette's tomb robbing, but the old thief is happy to see it... Game enthusiasts in the other world are generally the same. When they see it, they naturally want to play a game.

Fortunately, the scouts wanted to catch him alive, otherwise they would just collapse the entrance of the cave, and the old thief would have to stay underground, with the noble person he never forgets.

"Danding." The old thief looked very calm.

The master was really calm, and Pan Sheng admired him deeply.

But he didn't see the old thief's hands trembling.

I'm totally wrong.

The old thief looked back at the tomb.

A standard tomb of a noble person from the Chen Kingdom should contain a lot of funerary objects.

He has found a piece of jade...

"It seems that the noble man is angry."

It's already afternoon now.

An hour later, Dutou ordered us to camp.

"Bring it here."

The two masters and apprentices, who were both carrying old thieves, naturally either had good intentions or wanted to torture and extract confessions.

"Do you know the Chenzhou Army in Linhe City?"

"I know!" The old thief didn't wait for him to ask again, and said: "Chen Zhoujun looks very fierce, and Yang Shijun is kinder, but the big men around him are so fierce that it scares the children to cry."

"How many troops did Yang Gou bring?"

"It seems like more than ten thousand, it seems... I have to think about it."

The old thief squatted on the ground, seemingly racking his brains, but now it was ten thousand three-four, and now it was ten thousand two-three. He patted his head in annoyance, "I was bored underground earlier, and my brain felt stuffy."

"Say it!" Du Tou turned to Pan Sheng.

"This disciple of the villain is a bit stupid." The old thief said: "If I didn't want him to support me in old age, I would have kicked him out of the disciples long ago."

Murderous intent flashed in Dutou's eyes, but knowing that he had killed Pan Sheng, the old thief would not despair.

"I was thinking a lot at night, and if I can't think of anything else tomorrow morning, I'll kill it and bake it to eat!"

The old thief and Pan Sheng were driven into a tent, and two scouts took turns sleeping and guarding them.

The two of them were lying in the corner, Pan Sheng choked with sobs... This was the old thief's suggestion.

"Stop howling!" A scout suddenly sat up and yelled.

"Yeah!" Pan Sheng huddled up and sobbed from time to time.

But the sound was much quieter.

The scout fell heavily and said, "If you scream again, I'll kill you!"

They are just two tomb robbers. Their bodies were searched cleanly, and their hands and feet were tied. How could they still make a big move... The other scout was sitting and taking a nap.

Snoring came and went.

Pan Sheng was lying on his side and saw his master starting to squirm.

The old thief's body gradually shrank.

Bone shrinking skill!

Pan Sheng's eyes lit up. He had always wanted to practice this secret skill, but the old thief said that only children can do it.

The old thief slowly sat up and untied the rope from his feet.

Pan Sheng looked at him eagerly.

The old thief ignored him and just squatted on the ground, tiptoeing over step by step. He looked extremely weird and terrifying.

A person is squatting and walking on tiptoes. At night, he can only see a short shadow moving.

Katcha!

The old thief broke the necks of the two thieves before untying Pan Sheng.

Pan Sheng pointed outside, "There are people patrolling the camp."

The way these scouts set up camp is clearly elite, and their vigilance at night is not meticulous, making it difficult to penetrate.

The old thief pointed to the ground.

Pan Sheng whispered: "There is no shovel."

The old thief brought two long knives over and said, "Try, if you don't succeed, touch them out."

Later, he followed and quietly appeared in Dutou's tent.

Damn it!

This disciple can dig holes faster than me.

The old thief knocked him unconscious with one punch, tied him up, and gagged him.

"Xiao Pan made a good hole." The old thief praised him without hesitation.

Pan Sheng said humbly: "Disciple, I think it can be faster. Master, master..."

He is so much stronger than me... The old thief was stunned, and he said softly: "If you run away straight away, those scouts will chase you. I went to get the horses away, leaving two behind. Then they came..."

"good!"

The old thief quietly went out.

He touched the place where the horses were gathered, killed the scouts guarding the horses with one blow, and untied all the horses' reins.

He also stripped off the scouts' clothes, set them on fire... and slashed the horses with long swords.

The war horses neighed and fled in all directions.

The scouts in the camp were awakened.

The old thief mounted his horse and rushed in, throwing the lit clothes on the tent.

The fire started.

The old thief rode his horse to pick up his disciple, but as soon as he turned around, he saw Pan Sheng running wildly with his head on his back.

"quick!"

The scouts came out.

He was disheveled, but he had a knife in his hand.

Pan Sheng ran wildly, threw Du's head over as he approached, and then jumped on his horse.
To be continued...