Zhao Shuisheng was a little panicked. He didn't expect things to be so weird. He was really scared.
"I, I didn't tell you before, I...the past life I dug up was from that tomb."
Zhang Xiuxian immediately cursed, "Damn it, Uncle Zhao, that fresh and refined corpse fragrance is coming from your Tai Sui! Can you give me a good fucking wash? It almost killed us."
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Tian Yilong said: "What have your Zhao family done? How come you have these things?"
"You ask me, how do I know if someone has cast a curse?" Zhao Shuisheng guessed.
Feng Yu pointed to the backyard that was dug into a sieve, "With such a big backyard, even if someone puts a curse on you, how could you possibly bury something underground?"
"Uncle Zhao, if you are capable of making random guesses, why not ask the oldest members of your family? They must know more than you."
The Zhao family was building a lot of construction in the backyard, and Zhao Shuisheng couldn't hold it any longer. He turned around to find the elders of the Zhao family, and Tian Yilong followed them.
Feng Yu and the other three found a room to rest and wait. The excavation work was huge. In order not to alarm outsiders, the Zhao family had no choice but to do it themselves. They didn't know what they were going to dig, so they just kept digging.
Time passed by and half an afternoon passed, and it was getting dark. In the afternoon, the Zhao family was replaced by a group of new Zhao family members. They had been digging in the backyard. All the Zhao family members were rich, and they had never done such physical work.
, no one worked hard, and because the Zhao family couldn't spread the word about this kind of thing, let alone find workers to dig it, so they could only dig it slowly.
As the sun faded away, electric lights were lit in the Feng family's backyard, illuminating a large area of the backyard. In this era, most ordinary families could not afford electric lights, but the Zhao family actually used them for lighting for work.
A large table was set up for Feng Yu and others for dinner as usual. In this regard, the Zhao family was really wealthy and had no shortage of money. However, the smell was so strong during the day that they might not need to eat for several days.
The food on the table was almost untouched, but Zhang Manyue ate some. Zhang Manyue still didn't talk much. As long as you don't ask her, she rarely takes the initiative to communicate.
Looking at Zhang Manyue's delicious food, Feng Yu and Zhang Xiuxian could only look at it. They must wear gas masks if they go down again.
Feng Yu and Zhang Xiu sat at the door, watching the activities in the backyard, helpless, and talked about some past events.
"Feng Yu, this scene reminds me of what happened when I was in the army. It was the second year after I joined the army. There was a heavy rain in July and there were floods in the mountains. The military supplies hidden by the commander in the mountains had to be moved out. Our second squadron
They will be the vanguard to open the road. The rockslide in the mountain is so fast that there is no way to go. There is a debris flow on the side. If you fall in, you don’t even need to find the body. We must rescue this batch of military supplies, otherwise we will be beaten and escape.
Tens of thousands of people in the army were without food, and the entire rescue team was as if they had been beaten to death. We braved the heavy rain and used shovels and shovels to open a way out. Later, the mudslide suddenly broke through the obstacles. In order to prevent the entire fortification from being destroyed
, a little soldier in our class rushed up carrying sandbags and stones. The fortification was preserved, and the mudslide went down, but the little soldier never came back. What is this called? This is called a hero. That little soldier, I
I will never forget it in this life.”
Zhang Xiuxian said, pointing to the Zhao family in the backyard, "Look at them, if you want them, they should be dragged into the army and trained hard, so that they are all in high spirits."
Feng Yu retorted, "If you were rich, you would be like this."
"Wealth and wealth are diseases, aren't they all caused by money? It's still a hot and miserable situation outside, but they have a lot of leisure. Ya'er lets them go back to the battlefield and experience the suffering of the world."
Feng Yu sighed, thinking that there is no absolute justice and fairness in this world. How can there be peace in the years? There will always be someone carrying the burden for you.
Zhang Xiuxian did not continue speaking, but perhaps he got to the sad point, thinking of his dead comrades and some precious memories. He could not return to the army now, and he could not repay his enthusiasm.
The two sat at the door and watched the Zhao family starting construction in the backyard. In half a day, they dug out a large area several meters wide from the pit, almost exposing the top of the underground tomb, but the soil layer was not all there.
Even if we dig it up, we still don’t know what’s left.
Feng Yu took a look at the progress of the Zhao family. At this speed, I'm afraid he would have to do it all, and he could take a nap when he was free.
Zhang Manyue walked to the door as if she was full of wine and food. She said softly: "What's so good about this? What other tricks can the hammer and shovel do?"
His tone was soft and quiet, as if he was complaining about the boring things the two of them were watching.
"Then what else can you do? Why don't you tell us something else? That's right, Zhang Manyue, you have to tell me something else. I'm a fucking monk two feet tall, and I'm totally confused." Feng Yu stopped Zhang.
The full moon's journey is told.
"Well...Monk Feng, I'm in a good mood today. I'll tell you what you want to hear."
Zhang Xiuxian coaxed and said: "Yes, yes, I have to talk to Monk Feng. He likes candles, leather whips, wooden sticks and hemp ropes. He even thought about tying them up..."
Feng Yu rolled his eyes at Zhang Xiuxian, knowing what he was going to say next. If Zhang Manyue knew that he wanted to tie her up, the tigress would probably show off her power.
Zhang Manyue smiled disdainfully, moved a round stool and sat aside, "I haven't seen you in a few years, you... are still the same."
Feng Yu was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly, wondering what Zhang Manyue meant by the same old appearance.
"Zhang Manyue, it's been so long since things happened. Shouldn't we explain some things more clearly? We can't always see the beginning but not the end."
Zhang Manyue surprisingly nodded, "What do you want to know? Just tell me."
Feng Yu paused and immediately collected his thoughts, "Who are you? My second uncle said that you are a descendant of a Taoist thief. What is your relationship with other thief clans?"
Zhang Manyue answered without thinking: "My master who sent me to Guanxi is indeed from the same sect, but the ancestor is not a Taoist. His name is Qingyang Walker, and he is a poor Taoist who travels to relieve the sufferings of all living beings. As for your second uncle's talk about ancestors
What kind of thief is the master, and what is the misunderstanding? To put it simply, I don’t want to have anything to do with the thief, but before the master died, he discovered the clues contained in the Dragon Language Picture, which made me pay attention to this matter."
Feng Yu nodded half-knowingly. The name of the Taoist thief was Qingyang Walker. I am afraid that not many people in the world knew that. Among the four major thieves, only the Taoist thief was named. This misunderstanding seems to have lasted for hundreds of years.
"What happened to General Faqiu Zhonglang? Why did you say before that my ancestor of the Feng family, Feng Changgu, took away the Faqiu Tianyin?"
"As far as I know, the Feng Changgu from your Feng family is really a scum. I can't tell you more. He is from your Feng family. You have to find out the rest by yourself. Faqiu Tianyin did fall into the hands of Feng Changgu back then.
In order not to make Faqiu suspicious, Gu Zhong also set up a puzzle and cooperated with Faqiu to put on a good show. He was extremely ambitious. When the two of them joined forces to go to the tomb, he had already stolen Faqiu's Tianyin. He later used
What did Fa Qiu Tianyin do, I have to ask your Feng family."
Feng Yu was silent and speechless for a long time.
Zhang Xiuxian then asked again with doubts: "Zhang Manyue, I fucking want to know who dug the hole under the coffin of the master of Guide Tomb? That's awesome!"
"In Guide City, the holes for the palace gate and gate-sealing stone were made by Faqiu who died below. He tried his best to find the Faqiu sky seal of his ancestors, but finally fell into a trap in the tomb and was trapped to death.
Underground, the hole for the coffin of the owner at the bottom of the tomb was dug by a gold-touching senior. They say that the gold-touching captain divided the gold into fixed points, which shows that it is accurate."
Feng Yu thought to himself, no wonder when they came out of the mountain, Dr. Xu in the field hospital said that her father always saw a group of people touching gold in the mountains. It turned out that the gold-touching captain had been prepared to come, but what were they going to do in Guide City?
This problem keeps coming and I can't always explain it.
Zhang Xiuxian exclaimed: "Damn, the mountains are really higher than the other, but we can sneak out of the Guidehuang Emperor's Mausoleum alive, which is considered a good thing, I said, right? Gold-touching big guys should
I think so too, at least it's not like Senior Faqiu died underneath."
Zhang Manyue curled her lips and said: "General Faqiu Zhonglang has found the way for you. The air in that palace room contains hallucinogens, and the stone pillars in the palace room are made according to a certain layout.
If we didn’t know what the person who set it up was thinking at the time, and were just getting in but not getting out, then Faqiu Zhonglang would be able to know that the road was under the golden coffin before he died. He must have real ability. If Faqiu was not almost extinct, Faqiu would
How come one person came here, so that Faqiu saved you."
Zhang Xiuxian slapped herself when she heard this, "Senior Faqiu, don't blame me. I thank you for saving my life. When I go back this time, I will definitely burn some gold ingots for you. You can buy whatever you want. If you don't have enough, you can't talk to me again."
Tell me, when the time comes, all the clothes, toys, and women’s belongings for any house will be prepared for you.”
Feng Yu asked again at this time: "Zhang Manyue, I still don't know something. The Guide Emperor's Mausoleum is layered one after another, and there are several tombs in a row. I guess this place is not that simple. That Long Yutu and my Feng family,
How are the other stolen doors related? What happened?"
Zhang Xiuxian also looked at Zhang Manyue, full of expectation. It would be great if all the problems that have been bothering him for several years were clarified today.
"Feng Yu, you haven't changed, not at all. I can't tell you the answer. Besides, I don't know at all. Otherwise, why are you still here?"
But Feng Yu felt that Zhang Manyue must know something, but she didn't want to say it, or she just didn't want to tell herself.
"Zhang Manyue, we are old friends, can't we take care of you? I'll treat you to a drink later." Feng Yu tried to bribe him.
Zhang Manyue shook her head, "I really don't know."
Feng Yu and the two were extremely disappointed. After talking for a long time, there was still no result.
Feng Yu originally wanted to block the door and continue asking questions, but he heard a commotion in the backyard. A group of Zhao family members gathered around, as if they had dug something...