Chapter 217: Whoever enters the tomb will surely die!
"Sticky, how about you go in with us tomorrow and take a look?"
Lu Xiaolin looked at Allen Hu and begged.
Allen Hu slowly glanced at everyone present, shook his head slowly and refused:
"It's not that I won't go, but if you go, you will die..."
After hearing this, Cao Xiong was thoughtful and silent...
There was a trace of curiosity in Liu Shiba's eyes. A wild bandit actually said that he, a serious fourth-grade gold-touching captain, would smash an ancient tomb to death?
Of course, Liu Shiba himself also knew his own worth. Even though his name was scary, when it came to his skills at hand, he could not keep up with this old man.
If you don't look at anything else, just look at the knuckles of Elian Hu's hands and you will see that each finger appears thicker, which is caused by years of digging with tools.
In thirty years, God knows how many times this old guy has explored the mountains?
Tian Mingjian stood up, raised his beard, glared at Allen Hu and said dissatisfiedly:
"I don't believe you can go, but we can't?"
Although Zhu Yingtai didn't say anything, her face was full of displeasure...
Ellen Hu smiled slightly when he saw this and said:
"It's getting late today, so go to bed early. We'll know if it's a donkey or a horse early tomorrow morning."
After saying that, Elian Hu turned his head, looked at Liu Shiba calmly and said:
"I am a local thief. Tomorrow I want to see a serious successor to the gold industry. If he has any skills, I can learn something from him. Please give me some advice."
Next, everyone got up, some boiled water to wash themselves, and some found a place to place their sleeping bags in the house.
The main room is only that big, and six people can only sleep in one room. Although Liu Shiba and Ning Min'er have an unusual relationship, they can't get too bored.
The two of them made love to each other, then got into a sleeping bag and fell asleep hugging each other, touching and pinching each other, only God knows...
Liu Shiba and the other six people were all fast asleep. Only Lao Hei stared at his golden eyes extremely alertly and walked around the small courtyard with light steps...
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The next day, it was dark, and Liu Shiba woke up under the attack of Lao Hei's big tongue...
Opening his eyes, Liu Shiba heard Zhu Yingtai standing in the courtyard singing a devastating ditty:
"There is a kind of loneliness called singleness, a kind of expectation called love, a kind of free and easy called robbery, a kind of unrestrained called shitting, and a kind of helpless called constipation..."
"Pfft!"
Ning Min'er also woke up at this time and burst into laughter!
Then, the remaining people woke up one after another, dressed and washed themselves, and each made their own breakfast.
In the small courtyard, Ailian Hu was fetching water and chopping firewood. In addition to Zhu Yingtai who continued to wail and howl, there was also Tian Mingjian, standing silently in the small courtyard, looking at the misty mountains in the distance...
Liu Shiba washed his face with cold water, and the cold mountain spring drove away the last trace of laziness.
With a piece of compressed biscuit in his mouth and a drink of mineral water, Liu Shiba walked to a stone pier in the courtyard and sat down, quietly watching Ailian Hu, a bandit, chopping firewood with a machete.
You read that right, it’s a machete, not an axe…
Ailian Hu's hand when chopping firewood is very steady, but it doesn't look like he moves quickly!
The machete rose up, and then slowly swung down. Halfway through the swing, Elianhu accelerated, and then with a roar, the wooden stake as thick as a calf was cut in two from the middle.
Elian Hu's movements are very smooth and natural, without any stagnation or discomfort. The whole movement is smooth and flowing, and it seems that there is a strange rhythm in it...
"Eighteen, this bandit is slimy and has very strong skills. Although he is not a warrior, I dare say that half of the third and fourth grade warriors are no match for him."
Cao Xiong stood behind Liu Shiba, muttering softly.
Liu Shiba deeply agreed with this point. When he was in the Black Prison, Wu Shixun was only a third-grade warrior, but he could give Liu Shiba a feeling of invincibility.
To put it simply, if you use a certain skill to its limit, it will be more effective than any other martial arts inheritance and have huge lethality.
Just like Ailian Hu chopping firewood, he has lived here for thirty years!
For so many years, Allen Hu has been chopping firewood every day. You can imagine how terrifying it is for a man who has wielded a hatchet hundreds of thousands of times...
He can use a hatchet to accurately hit any part of your body, and you can't stop it. Even if the eight-one bar is placed in front of you, it will be cut in two.
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Seeing Liu Shiba and Cao Xiong watching him chop wood more than ten meters away, Elian Hu turned his head and smiled strangely:
"Chopping firewood is a technical job, do you want to try it?"
Liu Shiba and Cao Xiong looked at each other and walked over slowly.
Taking the hatchet from Ai Lian Hu's hand, Liu Shiba made a cool show with it.
"Haha, try it!"
Liu Shiba picked up a wooden stake and placed it on the tree stump used for cutting firewood. He concentrated on it and raised his arms high...
"Hey!"
A white sword flashed past.
"Pfft!"
The hatchet unexpectedly missed the mark and hit the tree stump. The wooden stump received a huge vibration and struck in response.
"Haha, my strength is pretty good, but my eyesight is a bit poor."
Elian Hu smiled faintly.
Next, Cao Xiong tried it out unbelievingly, but the result was still the same: either he cut it crookedly, or he fell down with a "shock" just like Liu Shiba...
"Chopping firewood is really a technical job. If you encounter something unknown in an ancient tomb, such as a barb falling from the sky, this knife can save your life."
Ellen Hu seemed to have something on his mind, sighing softly and talking to himself.
Next, Lu Xiaolin, Ning Miner, and Zhu Yingtai, who walked out of the main room one after another, all tried their hand at chopping wood.
Only Zhu Yingtai used force to overcome skill and split her in half with a single blow. The rest of the people had the same result as Liu Shiba...
At this time, Tian Mingjian, who had been standing looking into the distance, suddenly turned back and said solemnly:
"Uncle, I feel like someone is watching us secretly."
Elian Hu smiled lightly and said:
"This is a place of right and wrong! In the past, when the Black Prison was still there, it was more complicated. Now, people with ulterior motives come here.
Don't pay attention to them, many people will not be able to reach the depths of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum and will die halfway."
After Tian Mingjian heard this, he slowly withdrew his gaze, raised his hand to smooth his messy white hair, walked to Ning Min'er, took the hatchet and walked to the tree stump.
"Hey!"
"Bang!"
There was a burst of dust, followed by a muffled sound.
Liu Shiba and others, plus Ailian Hu, all looked dumbfounded at the wooden pile in front of them that was split in two, and the tree stump below the wooden pile that was split in two.
Tian Mingjian glared at Allen Hu with a ferocious smile, and said with a triumphant laugh:
"Maybe I'm not as strong as you, and I'm not as strong as Old Cao, but I can connect firewood to a tree stump and cut it in half."
After smiling, Tian Mingjian turned to look at Allen Hu, bulging his eyes and asked:
"Are you okay?"
"With such sharp eyes, you can actually see the weak points on the tree stump? Well, there is another person who can survive!"
Allen Hu admired and took a careful look at the gray-haired old man Tian Mingjian.
Then Elian Hu smiled ferociously and said:
"You come with me!"
Ai Lianhu took Liu Shiba and six others to a manure pit behind the house that was full of human feces, pig manure, and rotten cabbage. He smiled lightly and said:
"If you jump down and soak in it for half a day, you will have a 30% chance of surviving."
Ning Miner screamed in fright:
"No, poop is so disgusting..."
Liu Shiba and others' eyes were dull, their lips were trembling, and their throats were retching...
At this time, even the gunman Tian Mingjian knelt down, his head was covered with black lines, and his pride was all gone...
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ps: Today is Double 11, Tianshu is going out to do some errands, thank you all for your support! See you there at 7pm!
