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"Call people here to guard it, including the stolen holes in the construction site, and tell Luo Bingshen that after we get off the stolen hole, we will never allow others to come down again. Except for ours, everyone who comes from the stolen hole will be arrested." After explaining to his subordinates, Fatty Zheng stood in front of the stolen hole dug by the Japanese.

"Although I don't know how the damn Japanese people knew about this dragon burial site, it's useless to say that this is no longer available. Everyone, let's have a thrilling trip." Fatty Zheng laughed and entered the thief hole first.

Following closely behind is Jiugong, Zuo Liuzi and six investigators from the Forty-Nine Bureau and the Third Division (two left on the ground).

There were a few of us left in the backyard of the villa. We looked at each other and Bianpao walked into the thief hole first. When I saw this, I followed Bianpao in.

Wang Fengjiu, Marxism and Lenin followed behind him.

Fatty Zheng and the others were waiting for us in front. He smiled at us, "Everyone is indeed responsible."

Marx smiled bitterly: "Mad, fat man, why am I fooled you again?"

"Haha, everyone is a good man again. Why don't you be fooled? Let's get up. The Japanese in front are waiting for us to take them back to their hometown in Dongyang!" If I had never seen Fatty Zheng plotting against others, I would have believed him.

We walked down for more than half an hour, and the hole was slanted. The skylight behind us had long been invisible, and only the flashlight in our own hands reflected in front of us.

To be honest, I was excited at the beginning, and I was also a fan of Tomb Raiders’ Notes, a book fan of ghost blowing the lights, and a dragon burial place. It sounds so high-end or not, and it is definitely very exciting to explore the secrets of lost underground.

But now I regret it. There is nothing but a strong smell of earth and endless darkness. I don’t know how far we have gone.

The road in the thief hole is difficult to walk, and big men like the side cannon have to bend down and bow their heads, so we are not moving forward quickly. Although we are anxious, the speed is not fast.

Fatty Zheng has a barometer in his hand, which can roughly estimate the depth, "We have already come down one or two hundred meters."

I thought I had walked for a few thousand meters, but it turned out to be only one or two hundred meters, and I don’t know when it was the end.

I walked in the middle of the team, Fatty Zheng, Jiugong and others were in front, and a few of us retail investors were walking in the middle, and behind were investigators from the Forty-Nine Bureau.

While walking, Jiugong suddenly pressed Zheng Fatty, and Zuo Liuzi pressed his side to the earth wall of the thief cave.

"Be careful, there are hidden weapons." Jiugong shouted.

The thief hole was narrow, and it was too late to avoid it when we wanted to avoid it. Marx and Lenin walked in front of us, and saw him shaking the iron crutches in his hand, constantly blocking the hidden weapon that was attacking.

The hidden weapon broke through the air and hit the iron crutch and set off a spark, flashing in the dark tunnel.

"Is it okay?" Fatty Zheng got up and asked at this time.

"It's okay, it's just a hidden weapon, but it won't hurt me." Marx said with a curl of his lips.

It was easy for him to say that it was so dark here and his vision was greatly affected. In addition, we had been walking for so long and safely, so our vigilance had long been reduced.

Moreover, there were several people lying down in front of him. Ma Lie also had to pay attention to the hidden weapon that popped out could not hit Zuo Liuzi leaning against the wall, Director Zheng and Jiugong who were lying on the ground.

If I were in front, I could only dodge and not fight head-on.

"It's a damn Japanese again." Fatty Zheng's face turned green with anger. If it weren't for the Nine Palaces just now, this hidden weapon would have really hit him.

I saw that the one in Fatty Zheng’s hand was actually a shuriken. Last night, the diamond-shaped darted attacked us. It seems that the Japanese are too lazy to even cover up.

The same thing last night was the smell on the hidden weapon, which had a strong sour smell. These shurikens were also covered with corpse-transformed water.

This time we were attacked with not many hidden weapons, which were just over a dozen. I guess knowledge wanted us to be in a hurry for a while, but I didn't expect that it would really cause us to lose staff.

Several investigators were scattering around, but nothing appeared.

"No need to look for it, no one." Jiugong said.

As he said that, he picked up a piece of broken silk thread from the ground.

"Made, these little Japanese devils are so bad." Fatty Zheng couldn't help but curse.

"In order to slow down our itinerary, I don't know how many such mechanisms there are in the future." Zuo Liuzi continued.

"Be careful to move forward." Fatty Zheng thought for a long time, but there was no good idea, so he had to say helplessly.

"Director Zheng, wait, I have a solution." Bian Pao spoke at this time.

"What's the solution for Brother Bian?" asked Fatty Zheng.

"Hehe, just take a look." Bian Pao said as he took out a few small paper men cut from white paper.

Fatty Zheng looked at the little paper man in Biandau's hand and slapped his head: "Oh, why did I forget the ability to piece the paper door?"

"The world is endless, everything has its limits, and the extreme is where the extreme is, and the metal and stone are opened." While chanting spells and pinching magic tricks, after one set, the cannon was gone. The little paper man just now fell to the ground and actually grew up. In an instant, he became an ordinary person's height. The cannon's hand seems to be called a paper trick. I have heard Lao Mo say that it is the first time I have seen it.

"Go." With the order of the side cannon, the paper man walked forward with big strides.

This is not bad. If there are any hidden weapons, they will hit the paper man and cannot hit us.

"Continue to move forward." Fatty Zheng waved his hand and everyone followed the paper man and continued to walk forward.

After walking for more than ten minutes, most of the paper man who was on the side had fallen down, part of which turned into pieces of paper scrap, and the other part was restored back to the small paper man and fell aside.

"Wait, something is wrong. The more you go down, the less true energy in my body, as if something has been sucked away." Bian Pao said, his forehead was covered with sweat.

After trying it, we felt that it was as Bian Pao said. As long as our true energy is released from our body, it seems like there is an invisible force, which sucks away all of our true energy, and there is no resumption in this place, and there is no spiritual energy in the air.

In other words, the true qi in our body is used a little less here.

"Brother Bian, stop the spell quickly, so as not to exhaust your true energy in a while." Fatty Zheng quickly stopped Bian Pao and continued to use paper tricks.

The side cannon stopped the spell, and the paper man suddenly changed all of them back to the prototype. The shield we were moving forward was gone at once, so we had to walk forward carefully step by step.

After walking for more than ten minutes, we calculated based on the barometer in Fatty Zheng's hand that we had already come down for more than 600 meters.

There is a stone wall in front of it. The thief hole made a hole straight in the stone wall. It is estimated that behind the stone wall is the real dragon burial site.

"Haha, I'm finally coming in. This man is so exhausted. I must take a rest later." Fatty Zheng said happily when he saw the hole on the stone wall.

We were also happy. People should stay on the ground. I feel extremely depressed when I stay here for so long.

Just as we relaxed our vigilance, there was a sudden movement underground.

I saw the earth and rocks on the ground suddenly collapsed, and several figures popped out.

These people were dressed in black and were holding bright samurai swords in their hands. After they jumped out, they slashed to everyone. In a moment, four of the three investigators under Fatty Zheng fell down, and Wang Fengjiu's arm was also cut.

No one present was mediocre, and no one was able to do anything, so after a brief loss of consciousness, he quickly began to fight back.

I also stopped a man in black and fought against him. I think there is no need for such an opponent to use the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword. The true energy cannot be wasted here.

So I fought with him empty-handed. I couldn't beat the hard-working martial arts during my lifetime and the hard-working ghost monk who had been practicing hard after my death, but I still had no pressure to beat the opponent.

After a few rounds, this guy was knocked to the ground by me. I wanted to keep a living, so I didn't take any action.

Jiugong lay two, Zuo Liuzi killed one of the mandarin ducks in his hand, and Marx and Left also placed one, Jingyue master and apprentice fell one, and Bianbao did not interfere because of the consumption of true energy.
Chapter completed!