As soon as I raised my hands, the little sword in my hand was snatched from behind, and then someone kicked me in the butt. I couldn't stand the force, and rolled onto the ground.

My flashlight fell to the ground, but there was still light. The light was emitted by an oil lamp. I squinted my eyes and looked at it, but I was extremely surprised. The light was actually the Yin-Yang lamp that Di Baotian showed me before, which was the magical lamp that once a ghost approached me, the flames immediately flashed.

And under the light, I saw a narrow stone chamber at the end of the shaft, with six people standing around, staring at it.

The guy who held the gun on my back was a strong bald man with his eyes flashing endlessly and full of murderous aura. However, there was a guy with a red face next to him, holding a bloody short knife and shouting at a man next to him: "Third brother, I'll kill him and avenge Wang Er and Angkor?"

Lao Sun killed the two of them in a row. The guys from the Rat Society were all fellow villagers and relatives in the hometown, and they had the deepest feelings. This time, they died as soon as they opened. Naturally, I was angry. However, when I looked up and looked at the man led by them, I couldn't help but be surprised and shouted directly: "Leader Ma?"

With my voice, the man walked up, lowered his head, looked at me in confusion and said, "Who are you? How do you know my surname is Ma?"

This person was the leader of the exploration team who went to our Mali Mountain that day to lie about the exploration of minerals. Later, he met Yang Erchou in the northern border of Mali Mountain. As a result, Leader Liu was killed. The remaining leader Ma jumped into the river to escape, but he didn't expect that he would appear here. I had a plan and shouted to him: "Leader Ma, it's me, I am Erdan from Longjialing, Mali Mountain, Chen Erdan!"

I shouted loudly, and Leader Ma frowned. After thinking for a while, he could see a rough idea from the outline of my face and smiled: "Hey, I remember, you are the kid in Mali Mountain, right? You have grown so big."

I stood up and laughed, "Yes, it's me, it's me..."

I was still standing up and almost stuck, but Leader Ma suddenly turned his face and kicked me hard again. This guy was no match for Yang Erchou that day, but this kick was very heavy on me. I soared in the air, and a huge force came from behind, my throat sweetened, and my eyes were a little black.

Seeing me lying softly on the ground, Leader Ma sneered: "We have some friendship, but my brother just died, so someone has to be responsible for it?"

I cried and shouted loudly: "I'm wronged. I'm not a group of people. I just came to my uncle's house to play. These people said they could help carry the load into the mountain and give money. I came. I was forced by them just now..."

I was talking vividly here, and I couldn't help but admire my acting skills. However, Leader Ma didn't buy it, but sneered from the side. I was a little puzzled, but saw a man with a shaved head coming out next to me. Although I hadn't seen each other several times, the man took his eyes off, but I still recognized him as soon as possible.

This guy is the student of Mr. Cheng who disappeared mysteriously last night, the honest boy named Zhang Kuai.

With him here, no matter how powerful my acting skills are, I can't show it. I lowered my head and stopped talking. I couldn't help but regret that I had come to this trip. Zhang Kuai exposed me mercilessly, then took out a knife, Bi said to me on my chest: "Say, what's going on outside now?"

This fell into the hands of the enemy, and it became a habit for me. Of course, I knew the truth that "if you have integrity, you will have no life", and quickly told the truth: "After learning that you have left, Professor Cheng immediately summoned everyone into the mountain. We are here now, just an advance team, and the large troops behind will arrive soon. If you want to leave, you have to hurry up."

I looked like I was considering them, but Leader Ma smiled and said, "You are here quickly. As for the people behind, huh, there are people who help me cook in Banlipo. The Red Devil's apprentice is not that easy to mess with. Just a ghost hit the wall can make these people mess around. Before dawn, no one will come to annoy us!"

After he finished laughing, his face turned cold, his head turned around, and he ordered to his subordinates: "Okay, I'll give him a ride!"

The bald strong man came forward with a knife. I was shocked. Unexpectedly, this group of people really killed people without blinking. Without asking about the reasons, their whole body suddenly became tense, ready to hijack the bald strong man and deal with the group. At this moment, a feminine voice came from the corner: "Wait..."

The man's voice was low and almost inaudible. However, the bald strong man who was already ready to beat his hands froze and stopped moving. I followed the look and saw a man wrapped in a black robe in the corner. As soon as he spoke, the scene immediately became quiet, showing his transcendent status. Everyone looked at him, and the eyes in the dark were lit and he said calmly: "I'll go to the grave later. Let him go first and help us take a trip."

The bald strong man was about to avenge his brothers, but was stopped halfway through. He was a little dissatisfied and was about to refute him. As a result, the man waved his hand and said directly: "Everything is for the job. You are professional. Assess yourself, will people die before finding that thing? Anyway, this kid is going to die. Wouldn't it be better to contribute some surplus value before he dies?"

After Black Robe said this, Leader Ma thought about it for a moment, nodded, and said to me: "Boy, don't play tricks. If there is any abnormal movement, this gun will not be eyebrowed."

After saying this, the bald strong man came over and pushed me, asking me to walk towards a passage on the left.

The ancient tomb is dangerous, I have experienced this. Although I was unhappy in my heart, I was pointed at by a gun and didn't dare not leave. Later, Leader Ma was instructing a small dwarf: "Zhang Ding, is this man dead?" The small dwarf replied that he was killed. It was absolutely true that Leader Ma was not at ease and ordered: "Be careful when doing things, and make up for it..."

As I was talking behind, I was driven in front of me. The air in the cave was rotten and it was so irritating that it was so breathable. I was forced by someone with a gun. I moved step by step and looked left and right, and found that the mice were indeed professional. In the past half night, they actually dug such a long hole, and saw that the tunnel in front had already exposed thick white paste mud. This thing was wrapped in the catacomb, with strong stickiness and extremely low permeability. Once it accumulates thick and evenly and is tightly sealed, it can form a high-standard sterile environment with constant temperature, constant humidity and oxygen deficiency.

Only in such an environment can the corpse be preserved for a long time.

Tombs are a very sacred and solemn thing in the history of human civilization. People believe that death is not the end, but the beginning of another starting point. Therefore, those who hold power want to continue the glory here to another world. There is also a belief that people can live forever, and through the method of tomb sacrifice, people can gain new life.

And all of this requires a well-preserved corpse as a carrier tool.

These are theories and techniques of the Wu family, and were then promoted by various sects. However, those who are generally able to achieve them are either rich or noble, and have invested so many resources, and there are many meticulous and dangerous means to prevent those who are planning to be indiscriminate.

Therefore, tomb robbing is definitely a very dangerous thing.

I was forced to the end of the left passage, where two guys were squatting here, carefully discussing something, and the leader Ma who was following behind asked, "Old Yun, Xian Ying, how are you doing? Have you found out?"

A fat man turned his head and smiled, "Third brother, that old guy is really looking for it. This should be the real tomb of Marquis of Hu. If we break this tomb wall, we can enter."

"Yun Zhuan, are you sure?" the black robe followed and asked with a little nervousness.

The fat man smiled and patted his chest and said, "Master Mao, don't worry, we rats are good at doing things, and we have always had a good idea. I have five places to handle such a Han Dynasty tomb, and I can't lose it." I saw the black robe walking with Zhang Kuai, the traitor of the scientific expedition team, while the other six people were led by Ma Leader and Fatty Yun Zhuan, and formed a group. He guessed that Black robe and Zhang Kuai should be employers, while the people from the Rat Society were invited to help the boxing.

The fat man was full of confidence and confident, but he also had some skills. He and his assistant Xian Ying next to him worked together to arrange a mechanism made of fine iron on the wall at the end of the passage. The thing was sharp cutter in front, with runes on it, and a rocker behind it. The two of them took turns to fight. The cutter was flashing with a cold light. The hard stone wall was cut like mud in a short time. Not long after, they made a huge, long, basketball-sized hole for them. Then there seemed to be a sound of falling out from the opposite side, and the hard tomb wall was actually cut through.

In less than ten minutes of the whole process, Black Rooster sighed: "No, if you want to do it well, you must first sharpen your tools. Your 'Goal' is really a good thing!"

After the fat man doubled the tunnel, he carefully put the unit into the wooden box and smiled and said, "The things left by our ancestors, the Dongling Mausoleum, which was dug in Cixi, was only because of this thing that was used to enter the designated location to blow up the door." As the few people spoke, a gust of wind suddenly blew from the tunnel, which was chilly, and everyone couldn't help but tremble. At this time, Leader Ma looked at me and said expressionlessly: "You, go down."

I had no chance to argue at all, so I pointed the gun at the head and climbed into the tunnel that had just been dug out bit by bit. The distance was about three or four meters. I moved in bit by bit, but the people behind me thought I was slow and kicked it out. When I was anxious, I stepped on the empty space and rolled down.

The tunnel was half a meter above the ground, and I didn't fall anything, but once it fell to the ground, I fell to something and supported it with my hands, as if I was trapped in the mud.

Uh, no, this is not mud!
Chapter completed!