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Chapter 239 Six Figures

Hu Ming was not interested in the above information at all. After all, he knew the more detailed and secretive information.

Moreover, you must know that the seven-star coffins here are all used as traps, and the coffin of the real tomb owner can be hidden deep.

In short, the contents of this tomb had no appeal at all to Hu Ming.

At this time, Hu Ming had arrived at the ear room on the right alone.

There is a candle in the southeast corner of the ear room, burning with green fireworks.

On the stone wall next to the candle, there is a newly dug hole. Judging from the shovel marks, it is professional.

There is a backpack lying casually beside it, containing some odds and ends and a sketch of this Warring States Tomb.

Seeing these things, Hu Ming chuckled rather nostalgically.

Touch the golden captain!

Ever since the last three gold-touching captains changed careers, there are no legitimate gold-touching captains in the world anymore.

The last three gold-touching talismans are in the hands of Yang Shirley, Hu Bayi, and Fatty.

They also have no idea of ​​passing on their skills to others or giving gold-touching talismans to others.

But I have to say, judging from the traces here, this Captain Jin’s job is really good.

At least the rules left by Grandmaster Mo Jin Xiaowei are quite abiding by.

You must know that Hu Bayi and Fatty are both masters who dare to rebel.

Grandmaster’s rules? Why do you have to work at night when the rooster crows and the lights go out?

The candle is out? Light it again!

Is it dawn? Discuss with the ancestor and continue to touch gold!

He, Hu Bayi and Fatty have done this kind of thing a lot.



...

Wait until Hu Ming returns to the main tomb with the bag.

Wu Sansheng and the others were gathered in front of one of the coffins.

The lid of the sarcophagus was ajar and there were traces of crowbars on it.

In the sarcophagus, there were two corpses lying there.

The original owner of the sarcophagus, a thousand-year-old corpse, lay quietly on the bottom floor, and above it lay a crooked nut that had died violently.

Judging by his attire, he must be a mercenary.

But both Hu Ming and Wu Sansheng understood that this person came here half a month ago and was a person who took the moral test.

Over the years, Wu Sansheng has walked between "him" and Qiude Kao, revealing some insignificant information to both parties from time to time.

The purpose is to use the power of Qiude Kao abroad to contain [his] power to a certain extent and gain a breathing space.

"Second uncle, what did you do just now? Come and see here!"

"Those who came to the tomb half a month ago really encountered something unexpected!"

Seeing Hu Ming, Wu Xie said quickly.

Damn, how should I put it, he is indeed the grandson of Master Gou Wu, he has the blood of a strong man in his bones?

When Wu Xie saw a dead person for the first time, instead of being disgusted and panicked, he was slightly excited?

"I went to the ear room to have a look and found some interesting things, No!"

Hu Ming chuckled lightly and threw the package at everyone's feet.

"Friendly reminder, there is a burglary hole in the ear room, and there is a candle burning in the southeast corner."

"The most important thing is that the flame of that candle is dark green."

Looking at everyone's confused eyes, Hu Ming grinned.

"Robber's Cave? The candle in the southeast corner, or the faint green flame!?"

Wu Sansheng and Panzi were both veterans of the martial arts world, so they naturally understood what Hu Ming meant.

Subconsciously, he clenched the weapon in his hand.

"...Captain Touching Gold? Did your friend give away the last three Gold Touching Talismans?"

"Or are these uninvited guests the same?" the younger brother asked softly with his eyes focused.

He once investigated and found that the last three gold-touching talismans all fell into the hands of Hu Ming's three friends.

"None of them. Except for me, none of the three of them are doing much in this business now."

Hu Ming shook his head.

Although this man was also a fat man, and although he had never met him, Hu Ming dared to pat his chest and say that this fat man was not the fat man he knew.

What kind of person is Wang Kaixuan? He is a fat man with a gangster spirit who is not afraid of anything and is not afraid of death and wants money!

Light a candle in the southeast corner? Make a robbery hole? It doesn’t exist!

But this fat man is definitely related to Wang Kaixuan. After all, not many people in this world know how to touch Colonel Jin.

"Wait a minute, third uncle, second uncle, and Menyouping. We'll talk about this later. I have a question now..."

"...There are five of us in total, right? But...why are there six shadows over there?"

At this moment, Wu Xie swallowed his saliva and pointed at several shadows cast by the lights on the wall opposite.

One, two,...six...

Everyone looked back, and sure enough, there were six shadows on the wall!

Not far from the shadows of the five people, a lone shadow was floating there quietly.

In particular, the shadow's head was very huge, much wider than its shoulders.

"Ghost!" Wu Xie's scalp went numb immediately and he shouted subconsciously.

Looking carefully, in the darkness, the "thing" has a huge round head.

It was indeed a bit scary to see this scene suddenly in such a dim environment.

Wu Xie trembled and turned the searchlight over, clearly seeing the true face of this monster.

It's like a person putting a big clay pot over his head... huh?

Damn, it’s your grandpa’s!

After seeing the true identity of this thing, Wu Xie's face immediately turned dark.

"Damn it! Isn't this bastard the fake captain who got in through a hole in the ear room?"

"You bastard, how dare you scare your third grandfather and me!"

Wu Sansheng immediately laughed ferociously, grabbed the short-barreled shotgun from Panzi's hand, and couldn't help but want to kill this bastard with one shot.

It turned out to be a man with a big earthen pot on his head, a flashlight in his hand, and an Egyptian poss.

Two holes were drilled into the jar, and two rogue eyes looked out through the holes, which was very hateful.

The six people looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely awkward...


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