In the darkness, Shirley Yang took out the spare flashlight. After illuminating, he saw the two people sitting cross-legged beside the stone box, which turned out to be two shriveled corpses.

The remains of the old and the young have turned dark brown. The old man's beard on his jaw is still vaguely visible, and he is wrapped in sheepskin. The other one looks like a young child. They are all sitting cross-legged, as if guarding the strange stone box.

After seeing it clearly, I let out a sigh and said to the fat man: "Don't pick up rice dumplings at any time in the future. It's not worth the life. These two are obviously almost fossils. At least they have been dead for thousands of years. It turns out that this place is a tomb."

Shirley Yang glared at me and said angrily: "Oh, you old Hu, you still want to hide it from me? You two guys are clearly tomb robbers."

I felt a little shocked in my heart and thought to myself that it was not good, we didn't say anything. Could it be that an American even understands "zongzi"? Fortunately, Professor Chen was unconscious and did not hear it. The other Ye Yixin seemed to be in a semi-coma and could not hear our conversation.

I hurriedly explained: "Didn't you tell me? I just like to study Feng Shui star phenomena in my life, not tomb robbers. Don't be tainted from the thin air in the future. Fatty and I have a very good reputation. As early as in my hometown, I was famous for being a prosperous place. I am a veteran. Fatty was in their unit back then and was named a model of labor in March 8th Red Flag Bearer and so on."

When the fat man heard that I was anxious to say the last sentence wrong, he hurriedly corrected it, and wanted to pull the topic away: "Don't listen to nonsense, he ******* is the Red Flag Bearer of the March 8th Red Flag Team. I am a young commando. I am ashamed. It's all well trained by the Party and the people. You see, this stone box is weird. What is it for? "

Shirley Yang didn't answer our words, and suddenly said, "The plate was hung with a thousand gold, the Haizi hexagram sounded. The hook and kick the pole and the fight were poured into the big head Yuanliang, and the moon was invincible to the color of the moon. "

Others can't understand her words, but I can clearly understand it. This is the "lip dictionary" of the back-to-door, because our industry is all invisible, just like there are code words on the underworld. Trafficking women in the underworld is called opening a note, smuggling goods is called back-to-door, smuggling children is called moving stones, thieves are called Buddha, etc. We robbing tombs are called back-to-door, and we all have their own rules and regulations to facilitate communication between our peers. At that time, my grandfather specially searched for people to find treasure caves for people. He was one of the few Feng Shui masters in the country at that time. He also met a familiar lieutenant of the gold-touching school. He was very familiar with the tricks here. Speaking of the back-to-door lips is more familiar than our hometown dialect.

The few lip dictionary that Shirley Yang Gang said to me probably means: "You are so stupid and don't tell the truth. You are just a master of tomb robbers with quick hands and feet. This kind of thing can't be hidden in my eyes."

When she asked me suddenly, she didn't think about it. She usually called her masters by her colleagues, so she blurted out and replied: "Wuyou Yuanliang, I'm going to move fire from the mountain to burn fire. I dare to ask the Yuanliang above where did he divide the mountain armor and how many hill gates were dismantled?"

Shirley Yang continued: "There are scenery on both sides of the river, and the fire is burned at the mountain, the partridges are divided into armor, and the kites are separated into the hills. Most of them have climbed the temple and found dragon towers."

I was shocked and regretful. Damn, this time I calculated the American girl's words. Isn't this equivalent to admitting that I was a tomb robber who fought back? But it was strange. Not many people understood these large sections of the tomb robbers who were in trouble before liberation. After liberation, they were basically lost. Like his father, the semi-professional tomb robbers who had been fighting back for many years, what I knew were just a few nouns. I really couldn't imagine that these incisions came from the mouth of a young American woman. If it weren't for hearing them face to face, how could I believe it? Could it be that I actually met my colleagues?

And after hearing what she said about the Lip Dictation, she was also a ancestral skill. She had only craftsmanship, but she didn't know how to read Feng Shui and identify acupoints and pulses. If not, I would never admit this. I would rather pretend to be stupid. So I said, "These poems are texts we learned in elementary school. I didn't expect that the textbooks of American elementary school are also similar."

Seeing that I was unreasonable and refused to admit it, Shirley Yang had to say, "Forget it, this place is not a place to speak. If we can go back alive, I hope to have a serious talk with you."

If I encountered a general amnesty, I stood up and looked for a way out around me, secretly thinking: "If I could go back, you wouldn't be able to find me. Humph, at worst, I would go back to my hometown and not stay in Beijing." But then I thought: "No, she hasn't given us money yet. This is really a tricky... What is her intention? It's not like the fat man said, "I'm interested in me, Lao Hu, otherwise she is planning to report and expose me, can't, can't her ancestors really be able to touch the gold lieutenant? Then it's a good match for me..."

While I was thinking about it, Fatty and Shirley Yang had been wandering around this small tomb several times. They were small on their heads and feet, and there were dark rocks in front of them and behind them. There were several cracks in some places, which were too small to find a way out.

At this time, Professor Chen shouted and woke up. He was confused and cried and laughed. No one knew each other. We had no medicine or medicine and had no choice but to do anything to him. We could only let him go crazy and toss.

Finally, our eyes fell on the big stone box between the two mummies, but even if there were any treasures to be buried with us, it would be useless to those of us dying.

The fat man patted the stone box and said, "I don't know which two poor people were buried in this small tomb. Apart from the sheepskin on his body, there was not even a decent burial object. There was probably nothing good in it."

Shirley Yang looked carefully at the figures carved on the stone box, and suddenly looked up and said to me: "Do you still remember the story of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty that I once mentioned, and it once mentioned Mount Zagrama."

I said, "I remember, it seems that it was a sacred mountain with two ancient saints buried. But it could not be the old and one young. This tomb chamber is so simple and does not conform to the identity of the ancient saint." I wanted to continue saying that I have seen many ancient tombs. The tombs in the belly of Shitou Mountain are not in line with the theory of Feng Shui. There is a bad cave at the foot of the mountain. How can people be buried again? However, if I say this, I will inevitably reveal my identity, so I only said half of it and swallowed the following words back.

Shirley Yang said: "The one buried in this tomb is not the former saint. This child is a disciple of the former saint or a son. He is called a prophet, and the old man is his servant."

I said wonderingly: "How did you know? Does this figure in the stone box carving say so? Is there anything else on it?"

Shirley Yang asked me and the fat man to look at the stone box together: "The dozens of patterns carved on this stone box are an ancient prophecy. The composition is very simple, and the characteristics of the symbols are very obvious. I think I can understand some of them."

The more I heard it, the more I became, the more strange it was: "What did you predict? Have you ever said where is the secret passage in this stone chamber?"

Shirley Yang shook his head and said, "No, this prophecy doesn't seem to be very accurate. The prophet said that after he died, no one came to this tomb. Until one day, four people accidentally opened the stone box..."

The fat man counted: "One, two, three, four, five, we have five people in total. Isn't Professor Chen considered a human being if he is crazy? It can be seen that this prophet is not accurate in his predictions, and he is probably a charlatan who deceives the world and steals his reputation."
Chapter completed!