Just as the three black shadows flashed by, the beggar suddenly trembled slightly and murmured: "All............."
"What will it be?" Hu Jianjun was so worried about searching the information. He heard the beggar speak, and asked curiously.
Others also looked at it.
The beggar continued to repeat "general, general", and other words could no longer be spoken.
Everyone shook their heads, and they all felt that the beggar was dying.
After more than two hours of review and research, Wu Xie finally unbuttoned his frown and announced: "Okay, all the patterns and passwords are cracked."
As he said that, he marked the relief points in order on the photo of the tomb door.
The young people immediately cheered and cheered, as if they had accomplished a very remarkable achievement.
"Director Wu, is it unlocked?" Ma Hui also raised his spirits and walked over and asked.
Wu Xie nodded and said, "It's accurate."
"Then we can explore the general's tomb again." Ma Hui said with a little excitement.
In order to obtain a real magic weapon, Ma Hui, who has a net worth of billions, made a special trip to this mountain village. Therefore, when he heard that the tomb door could be opened, he could not wait.
Wu Xie shook his head this time: "It's too late now, so it's better to go there tomorrow morning."
Although he wanted to enter the general's tomb as soon as possible, he was still responsible for the safety of seven young staff members.
"Okay, then tomorrow morning." Ma Hui did not argue and agreed.
Thinking of entering the tomb adventure late at night, he was still a little scared.
At this moment, the silent Niujiazhuang suddenly sounded a rumbling sound, getting closer and closer.
Everyone was shocked.
But soon, everyone calmed down because they could hear it, and the sound was the sound of the car engine.
Everyone looked towards the entrance of the village.
I saw a yellow bus driving slowly along the central road of Niujiazhuang with high beams.
When everyone saw this car, they were puzzled. How did the bus come in on such a rugged mountain road, and they drove over at night.
The bus drove in front of everyone and stopped. The first thing everyone saw was a middle-aged driver in the driver's seat, and he said complainingly: "I finally arrived, what a broken place!"
Then, a group of people walked down from the bus one after another, which made everyone stunned.
It turned out to be a group of monks!
The first one was an old monk who was about seventy years old, wearing a yellow cassock and holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.
Then came out of the car and twelve or three monks of different ages, most of whom were very young, 20 or 30 years old.
Among them, there was a monk who was extremely tall and almost 1.9 meters tall. He was strong, had thick eyebrows, his eyes were shining with brilliance, and he was holding a Zen stick in his hand.
The other young monks also held Buddhist bells, golden drums, wooden fish, yellow paper and other things to do rituals.
When these monks saw Chen Xuan, Wu Xie and others, they were stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, there was someone coming to Niujiazhuang.
The old monk took them over and Wu Xie greeted him.
"My Dharma name Du'er is from Luyun Temple, the capital of Yundong Province. Please ask all the donors for their great names, why did they come here?" The old monk spoke in a gentle tone.
Wu Xie replied politely: "My name is Wu Xie, and I am the director of Tianhai Archaeology Research Institute. These are all staff members in my institute. They are here to investigate the general's tomb."
Du Er nodded and said, "So that's it. I was entrusted by the Yundong Provincial Police Headquarters to come here to perform rituals for the hundreds of villagers in Niujiazhuang."
Wu Xie, Ma Hui and others were all uproar when they heard the old monk's words.
In this way, the official agreed that all the villagers in Niujiazhuang died!
If it is still a case of disappearance, it is impossible to ask the master from the provincial capital Luyun Temple to do the ritual.
Seeing these monks traveling thousands of miles and coming to Niujiazhuang, Chen Xuan's half-closed eyes also opened.
He glanced through his perspective eyes and found that the thin old monk Du'er actually had a faint magic power in his body.
A person who enters the Tao?
Chen Xuan felt it was interesting and looked at the other monks, but he had no magic power, including the extremely tall monk.
The tall monk also walked up, his eyes were indifferent, he glanced at everyone, and said silently.
His tall and sturdy body gives people a sense of oppression.
Master Du'er looked at the tall disciple and said intimately: "Huineng, it's getting late today. You can take your junior brothers to clean up a few clean rooms to rest and do rituals tomorrow."
"Yes, Master." The great monk named Huineng responded and assigned tasks to all the junior brothers.
Hu Jianjun and the others also followed suit and cleaned up a few earthen houses.
Master Du'er chatted with Wu Xie for a few words, and Ma Hui also came over to talk, saying that he had visited Luyun Temple, the provincial capital, and had worshipped the Bodhisattva several times.
It is normal for a wealthy man like him who is keen on practicing magic tools to pray to gods and Buddhas.
Moreover, those who have been to Luyun Temple to worship Buddhas all say that it is very effective. Luyun Temple is the most famous temple in Yundong Province.
After Due and Ma Hui got to know each other, Ma Hui introduced Chen Xuan to the master.
Hearing that Chen Xuan also studied practice, Master Du'er said with a smile between his eyebrows and eyes: "Master Chen, are you also a practitioner?"
"I know a little bit." Chen Xuan first glanced at Ma Hui before coming over, "I see the master's solemn appearance, I think it's because of the great Buddhist supernatural powers."
"Mr. Chen praised it. I know very little about the path of cultivation. I have not asked Master Chen to practice Buddhism or Taoism?" Master Du'er said with kindness.
Chen Xuan smiled slightly and said, "It's neither Buddha nor Taoism, just do whatever you want."
"What a good person who can do whatever he wants. Donor Chen is a great liberation person. I admire him." Master Du'er closed his head and nodded at Chen Xuan.
Wu Xie, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but feel funny: "Master Due, Mr. Chen is so young, and he doesn't look like a practitioner no matter how he looks, let alone compared to a monk like you."
"Master Wu, no matter how old he practices, he can also be able to transcend and ascend. I think that Master Chen has extraordinary temperament, and he must have achieved success in his cultivation." Master Du'er said with a smile.
Chen Xuan was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that this old monk had a very extraordinary vision and could tell that he was a cultivator.
You should know that Chen Xuan has deliberately restrained his breath and usually looks just an ordinary person.
Wu Xie disagreed and thought that it must be the master Du'er, who was seventy-year-old and eighty, was dazzled. Just such a young boy had achieved success in practicing Taoism? Who would he believe it?
"Master Du'e, since you have traveled thousands of miles to come here, can you visit the general's tomb with us tomorrow?" Wu Xie spoke out an invitation.