Seeing that the two people no longer paid attention to us, but hurriedly ran up the forest slope, I couldn't help calling Li Tangcheng loudly, asking if he wanted to help?
There was no answer, and the two of them quickly climbed over the forest slope and disappeared. This movement caused Wan Sanye, Zhao Zhonghua and the others to stop walking more than ten meters away. They turned back and Zamao Xiaodao and I looked at each other.
I secretly felt that if something unexpected happened in this ditch, we might not be able to escape the involvement, so I quickly raised my heels and walked out.
Climbing a small slope in front, I found two symmetrically growing hills in the gap between the peach blossom trees. The highest was only four meters. There were no trees or thorns on them, just some green grass. At first glance, I felt like this
The hills are like women's breasts, standing tall and straight.
Then when I thought about Li Tangcheng's identity, I immediately felt that there were two piled up graves.
The three of them, Li Tangcheng, were squatting in the gap between the two hills. They didn't know what they were doing. When Zamao Xiaodao and I walked over, the long-haired man suddenly turned his head and shouted: "Who are you? Don't come over!" I said.
Look, this guy is also holding a May 4th-style pistol in his hand - this gang is really powerful, the big black star with strong penetration is actually their standard equipment?
This long-haired man seemed to be named Yang Jin. At this moment, he was in a state of extreme mental agitation. His rifle went off when he couldn't protect himself. Zamao Xiaodao and I quickly raised our hands and shouted, don't get me wrong, we are here to help.
Yang Jin was confused and looked back at Li Tangcheng. The latter seemed to mutter something, and then Yang Jin put away the pistol and continued to look at the ground.
Zamao Xiaodao and I ran over and saw that at the foot of the slope there was a cave that could only accommodate one person crawling. There were piles of mud next to it and there was a drainage ditch next to it.
I have heard Zamao Xiaodao tell me many allusions to the world. Looking at the professional digging tools next to me, I know that these are the so-called burrows commonly used by tomb robbers. Guys who can survey the terrain and dig burrows are all experienced.
The old thief has skills, experience and courage. I don't understand why these people are so frightened. When I looked into the black hole, I only saw darkness and nothing. But
There was a pungent sour smell that rushed straight into the nose. Looking at the hole, there were wisps of white smoke floating out.
Why is this smell so similar to the strong acid I smelled when I was producing hydrogen in the laboratory when I was studying?
Xiaojun was lying on the grass, not caring about the erosion of the white smoke, and shouted loudly inside: "Master Douzi, three-step nail, fox... please give me a reply?" I was a little surprised, this thief hole
Isn't it only possible for one person to enter? Why did this guy call out three people at once? However, there was still no response. Xiaojun was a little excited. He sorted out the pieces on his body and was about to go down the hole. Li Tangcheng pulled him.
He stopped him and said, Zhu Jun, you idiot, do you want your life?
Xiaojun was a young man who was less than 20 years old. He burst into tears all of a sudden, sobbing and asking, "What should Mr. Douzi and the others do? Don't care?"
The veins on Li Tangcheng's forehead were pulsing. He didn't answer his words, but his brows were furrowed tightly.
Zamao Xiaodao took out the red copper compass from the Qiankun bag, placed it flat on the palm of his hand, and silently recited the "Xuanyun Mantra for Opening the Sutra" in his mouth. His voice was low at first, and then became louder and louder. Li Tangcheng felt as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.
General, grabbed Zamao Xiaodao's arm and said, Taoist Xiao, can you help save some of my brothers? They can't just be buried in this birdy place...
Zamao Xiaodao observed the change of the magnetic needle on the red copper compass, looked back at me and said, "Little poison, how do you feel?"
I looked up at a large group of black clouds floating in the sky. I felt that the earth was gloomy and there seemed to be signs of rain again. I sighed and asked, could this opening really lead to the ancient tomb? How could I feel that?
Is there an overbearing yin energy that makes people feel uncomfortable and shuddering?
As I spoke, I felt that the Yin energy was getting worse. I couldn't help but take two steps back. I saw the black magnetic needle in the red copper compass on the Zamao Trail and trembled wildly. I thought that the negative energy of Yin spirit had spread up.
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Every living being will feel the premonition of crisis to some extent, and everyone can't help but retreat.
Sounds came from this robber cave that extended downward at an angle of 45 degrees, little by little, and then there were sounds of lamentation and moaning. All three tomb robbers held the "Big Black Star" in their hands.
Aiming at the entrance of the cave. At this time, Wan Sanye and others also rushed over, and they were cautiously on guard when they saw it. The crawling sound got closer and closer, and became clearer and clearer. Finally... there was a bloody hand, probing
Come out of the cave.
The sudden appearance of the hand startled everyone onlookers, and they all retreated back.
The hand continued to crawl, protruding out the upper body of a humanoid figure - this was a man, with a bloody head, hair scattered on his face in bunches, and a fishy and pungent smell all over his body, and there seemed to be a smell of flesh.
The smell was fragrant, the clothes were tattered, and they seemed to be integrated with the body, and many places were scorched black. When Li Tangcheng saw this man's appearance, he immediately panicked and shouted, boss, what's wrong with you?
Only then did we know that this man with severe burns all over his body was none other than the leader of their group of tomb robbers - Mr. Douzi.
Seeing that the boss was already powerless, Xiaojun quickly put away the gun in his hand and ran over to help him up. However, as soon as his hand touched Master Douzi's bloody hand, it immediately bounced back like an electric shock, and he grabbed it with his left hand.
He held his right wrist and screamed in pain. When I looked at it, I saw that his hand immediately turned black and then squeaked with white foam - it was stained with a strong corrosive agent.
Wan Sanye walked over decisively, got a handful of ash from somewhere, and sprinkled it on Xiaojun's right hand. Then he untied the kettle from his waist and soaked his hand. Only then did Zhu Jun's wails subside.
A lot, the old man's kettle was finished quickly. Zhao Zhonghua and Wan Chaoxin immediately took off their kettles and handed them over to Zhu Jun to continue rinsing, and comforted him nicely.
This action immediately made these people less wary of us.
Douziye originally still had some breath, but he was pushed and pulled by Xiaojun and fell to the ground. His movements became slower and slower. Li Tangcheng knelt at the entrance of the wet mud hole and asked the boss eagerly what's wrong with you? What happened?
Mr. Douzi raised his head and glanced at Li Tangcheng, and seemed to have seen us. A piece of meat on his left cheek was missing, revealing red chewing tendons and white gums. His eyes were intact, but red, and his face was full of pain and ferociousness.
With an expression on his face, he wanted to speak, but then he just exhaled "ho ho", a few intermittent words, which could not form a complete phrase. Li Tangcheng leaned his head to listen, but he didn't expect that this old man tilted his head and swallowed.
Out of breath, he stopped moving.
Li Tangcheng waited for a long time, but didn't hear any movement. He turned around and couldn't help but feel sad. He shouted "Boss..." sadly, knelt down and shed tears. Next to him, Yang Jinhe
Xiaojun was also extremely sad, kneeling on the ground, howling and crying.
Judging from their accents, they should be from Xiaomei's hometown. They are from the same hometown and party. They are doing the job of wearing their heads in their waistbands. They naturally have deep feelings. They are all a little heartbroken when they die. We are standing here
On the sidelines, no one knew how to comfort him. They just looked at the strange bloody corpse on the ground silently and said nothing.
However, after the grief, there was resentment. The long-haired man named Yang Jin suddenly pulled out the pistol from his waist, pointed it at the hairy forehead closest to him, and pushed it.
This move surprised us. Wan Yong and Wan Chaoxin had already picked up the three-barreled shotguns thrown on the ground. Seeing this change, they immediately pointed the muzzles of their guns at Yang Jin and told him not to mess around. Li Tangcheng and
After all, Xiaojun was a life-threatening man on the tip of a knife. Although he didn't understand the situation, he immediately pulled out his pistol, pointed it at Wan Yong and Wan Chaoxin, and glanced at the surprised and inexplicable people like us.
We were all made nervous by this sudden change, and our arrows were drawn. Although we did not have guns, the machetes and hunting knives in the hands of the rest of us were already tightly grasped.
My machete is very heavy, the back of the knife is thick, and the blade has been sharpened by my grandmother all night, so it is bright and cold.
I am confident that if there is any movement, I can chop off the hand of the nearest tomb robber at the wrist.
It's just that no matter how fast I am, I can't be as fast as a gun. If this kid can't think about it, if he pulls the trigger, he will become a lonely ghost. When the time comes, should I turn him into a ghost, or turn him into a ghost?
The souls of the dead are transcended into the underworld?
We were anxious, and so was Li Tangcheng. With his gun pointed at us, he quickly asked Yang Jin why he was so crazy. Yang Jin's eyes were red, and he looked straight at the miscellaneous path as if he was not involved, saying that it was all the boss of this gang who was responsible for this.
, If they hadn’t come over, you two would have been able to take care of them here, and Mr. Douzi, Sanbu Ding and Fox would not have died... I will kill them and bury Mr. Douzi with them.
My face turned green and black, this, this... this is really fucking logic.
Seeing this situation, Mr. Wan San was not panicked. Instead, he pointed at the bloody corpse on the ground and said, little brother, take a look clearly. Your boss died from being splashed with aqua regia. They must have accidentally touched it down there.
What kind of mechanism caused the erosion of bones and flesh has nothing to do with us. Li Tangcheng also touched him with his elbow and said, Yang Jin, calm down the fuck. Mr. Douzi is your cousin, but he is also my eldest cousin. He
We are all sad when he dies, but don’t joke with your own life, you know?
The two of them tried to persuade each other, and Yang Jin, who was dazed, lowered his pistol. However, at this moment, Master Wan San suddenly shouted something bad, and saw the dead Master Douzi on the ground, and suddenly grabbed hold of him.