Tomb robbing: only one person can do it

The rising sun jumped over the horizon, shining golden light on the earth. The mountains, rivers and forests are dyed with a light golden color in the early morning, making them look particularly peaceful and mysterious.

The little brother was standing under the tree nearby. The golden sunlight was filtered by the layers of leaves, turning into a faint halo and shining on the little brother.

The younger brother was carrying an ancient black gold sword with long fingers. He was dressed in black and had an indifferent expression, just like a god in the world. Powerful as a god and compassionate as a Buddha, it is a beauty that cannot be seen in the human world.

Shen Qinghuai was stunned for a moment...

"Oh my God, what's going on?"

Shen Qinghuai was interrupted by the voice and immediately came to his senses. He stretched out his index finger to scratch his cheek in embarrassment, thinking to himself: How could I keep staring at this little brother? I definitely don’t like people staring at him all the time.

Following the sound, he saw several people's big heads coming together. Shen Qinghuai squeezed in with difficulty and saw the strange soil on the ground.

The soil was constantly oozing red liquid, as if it had been soaked in blood. ?San Sheng took it in front of him and smelled it, frowned, and said in a bad tone: "I'm afraid this tomb is not simple."

?Xie looked at the blood-like soil and thought of the records about blood corpses he had read before. Although he didn't know what was going on in this tomb, it was obviously not trivial.

? San Sheng thought for a while, took out a cigarette and was about to light it when he inadvertently saw Shen Qinghuai looking at him eagerly. He silently put the cigarette away and said, "No matter what, it's coming. Let’s dig it out first and then talk about it.”

Pan Zi and Dakui continued digging after hearing this, and Sansheng also started to connect the shovel holes with trowels. ?Xie held a knife at the side and kept drawing on the ground. After a while, he drew the general outline of the ancient tomb.

? Sansheng measured it, and after confirming that the position was correct, he shouted to the others: "There are bricks below, and I estimate that the top of the tomb is the top of bricks. The shovel head can't go deeper, and this tomb is very strange."

Dakui had already dug the entrance of the cave very big and cleared out a large dark red brick wall. The younger brother was already standing on the edge of the cave entrance, quietly looking at the bottom of the cave more than ten meters deep, until he saw Dakui was standing there. When he was hitting bricks with his hand, he jumped over and held his hand down: "Don't touch it."

The younger brother stood there coldly, his angular face even more imposing. Then he stretched out two unusually long fingers and touched along the cracks of the bricks. After a long time, he said: "There is something in here. You can't smash it. All the bricks must be taken out."

Pan Zi glanced at the dark red brick wall and wondered: "There is not even a crack in this wall, how can you take out these bricks?"

Shen Qinghuai saw the two strangely long fingers of the little brother, and approached Xie and asked: "Xie, why are the index and middle fingers of the little brother's right hand so long?"

?xie explained: "In order to make up for the vacancy in military pay during the Three Kingdoms period, Cao Cao established positions such as Faqiu Zhonglang General and Mojin Xiaowei, who were specifically responsible for robbing tombs. Among them, Faqiu Zhonglang General, Fazhi excavation. Qiu is a tomb. Zhonglang General is an official name. Do you know what the special skill of General Faqiu is?"

Shen Qinghuai shook his head and said, "I don't know, what is the relationship between my brother and Faqiu Zhonglang?"

"Faqiu Zhonglang will have a special skill called two-finger caving." ? Xie looked at Shen Qinghuai, raised his thick eyebrows, and became interested for a moment.

"Do you know what's so special about these fingers?"

Shen Qinghuai stretched out his hand and touched his head, and said in surprise: "I don't know...? Xie, do you mean to say that I am the general of Faqiu Zhonglang?"

"Yes, Faqiu Zhonglang usually relies on ten fingers to dig out the tombs, especially those two extraordinarily long fingers, which are even more magical. The fingers of each Faqiu Zhonglang have been specially trained. Among them, The difficulty can be imagined.”

?Xie then said in a deep voice: "As far as I know, every time you train, you must prepare a copper basin with a burning charcoal fire. Put some eggs in the copper basin, and then use your fingers to pick up the eggs in the copper basin. After practicing for five years, continue to knock walnuts and olive pits with your fingernails until they are broken with one blow. So later people compared the fingers of the general in the hair hill to be as strong as steel, which can pierce a coffin."

Shen Qinghuai's fine and long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the tip of his nose was red. He looked a little aggrieved, but his heart felt heavy. He glanced at the little brother for a few times and murmured: "Wouldn't it hurt?"

?Xie sighed: "It will definitely hurt, and there will definitely be injuries in the process."

Shen Qinghuai's face suddenly turned white, the corners of his mouth became deflated, and there was mist in his eyes. First there were one or two tears, and soon they burst into tears, and he cried: "Brother..."

When Xie saw this, he panicked and said anxiously: "Qinghuai, don't cry...otherwise my third uncle will think that I...bully you."

When he heard someone calling him, he turned around and saw two traces of tears on Shen Qinghuai's face. His eyes were red and swollen from crying.

He subconsciously jumped on tiptoes and came to Qinghuai. The little brother had been paying attention to Qie Xie when he spoke, and naturally heard the conversation between the two clearly.

?Xie saw a panicked expression on his little brother's face for the first time. Although it was not very obvious, it was still unbelievable. For a moment, he forgot to comfort Qinghuai.

The little brother's beautiful eyes clearly reflected the shadow of Qinghuai. His eyes were as clear as the sky, and his tone was not as cold as usual: "What's wrong?"

Shen Qinghuai wiped his tears, grabbed the little brother's right hand, looked at the two strangely long fingers, and choked up: "Brother, does it hurt?"

The little brother's pupils shrank, and he felt that his brain had lost its ability to control. He stood motionless on the spot, staring blankly at the person in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice: "It doesn't hurt."

It really didn't hurt. I had long forgotten how to train in the first place, so it didn't hurt if I couldn't remember.

"Damn it, Xie, did you bully Qinghuai again?" Sansheng's furious voice came from below.

?Xie silently rolled his eyes gracefully and cursed in his heart: Damn it, I didn’t do anything well, I just said a few words.

?San Sheng had climbed out of the cave very quickly at this moment. As soon as he landed, he gave ? , you bullied Qinghuai again."

"I didn't bully Qing Huai, I just told you something related to General Faqiu Zhonglang." Xie rubbed the Tianling Gai that was almost blown away, and couldn't help but sigh: It's true that the third uncle didn't attack lightly or harshly. What if my smart head is broken?