Tomb robbing: only one person can do it

Without further ado, after almost resting, a few people decided to go back. ?Xie Qiao pulled Qinghuai over and whispered: "Qinghuai, don't get too close to me."

Qinghuai blinked in confusion and asked, "Why?"

?Xie said: "Remember the gold-inlaid silk we found in the tomb of King Lu Yang? Just now, my third uncle said that the gold-inlaid silk was a fake."

"Fake?" Shen Qinghuai opened his eyes wide.

?Xie continued: "Third uncle suspected that when the younger brother got separated from us, he secretly exchanged it."

"No, little brother shouldn't be able to..." Shen Qinghuai wrung his fingers and said.

?Xie sighed: "I don't want to doubt my brother, but what the third uncle said is reasonable. Do you still remember the sarcophagus we saw before? My brother can obviously deal with the blood corpse easily, so why?" You have to kowtow, and with my skills, when you were captured by the fat man, he should have been able to stop you in time, but he didn't."

"What the third uncle said is not unreasonable. I may have watched you being taken away on purpose, because he needed to find time to leave for a while to exchange for the gold-encrusted silk."

Qinghuai seemed a little incomprehensible. He was a little stunned. He bit his lip involuntarily and said, "Then can't I play with my little brother?"

?Xie touched Qinghuai's head and said helplessly: "Yes, yes, but you have to..."

Forget it, Qinghuai only has the mind of a ten-year-old child, and I'm afraid he won't be able to understand it if he talks too much.

After arriving in Hangzhou, Fatty hurriedly separated from the others, leaving only a phone number for contact. The third uncle took Pan Zi and Dakui back to Changsha.

Qinghuai looked at the little brother in front of him. Thinking of what Xie said before, an idea flashed in his mind: Yes, why not ask the little brother? If I didn't understand anything before, I would just ask Junyue directly, and Junyue would tell me.

Qinghuai stared at the little brother with bright eyes and shouted sweetly: "Brother."

The little brother whispered "Yeah". Qinghuai heard the little brother respond to him, and his voice was a little excited, and asked: "Brother, you can obviously beat that ugly rice dumpling, why did you kneel before?"

?Xie's face turned dark when he heard this, and he stood up like a spring, but he forgot that he was in the car now, and all he heard was a "bang".

?Xie couldn't help but exclaimed, holding his head and grinning, the muscles on his cheeks trembling faintly, as if his teeth were itching with anger.

The little brother was a little stunned when he heard this, his eyes remained motionless for a long time, and he said calmly: "Let's fight, it's troublesome."

After getting the answer from the little brother, Xie and Qinghuai were confused. What does this mean?

"Hahahaha..." Uncle Liu laughed heartily and said, "Xiao Qinghuai, your friend is really interesting!"

"Uncle Liu, do you understand what I said?" Qinghuai looked at the old man who was over fifty or sixty years old in front of him. He had a silver beard and white hair. He looked very energetic and had no signs of aging.

Uncle Liu smiled and said: "Xiao Qinghuai, this friend of yours is probably a little lazy. He thought it would be too troublesome to fight with the bloody corpse, so..."

?Xie and Qinghuai looked suddenly enlightened, so was the younger brother too lazy to fight with the rice dumplings before he chose to kneel down?

I don’t know why, although this answer is a bit outrageous, but Xie thinks that the younger brother can do it, so... Third uncle, what the hell did you analyze.

Far away? San Sheng: "Ah, why...why do I keep sneezing lately?"

Qinghuai said in a low voice: "Uncle Liu, is Junyue back?"

"Oh, you said Junyue hasn't come back yet, and I don't know what he has been doing." Uncle Liu shook his head, seeming a little helpless.

"Wow, Uncle Liu, can you drive to Xie? Well, I want to stay with brother Xie." Qinghuai blinked his big eyes and said coquettishly.

Uncle Liu squinted his eyes, a little embarrassed: "This... let's forget it. If something happens to you, Junyue will come back but..."

If Junyue goes crazy, it will be difficult to handle.

"No, I'll just go for a few days and come back early so Jun Yue won't know about it." Qinghuai blinked his big eyes and looked at Uncle Liu pitifully.

Listening to Xiao Qinghuai's soft tone, Uncle Liu compromised on the spot: "Okay, then I'll go for a few days and I'll pick you up then."

?Xie: No one cares about my opinion? Doesn't my opinion matter?

Wushanju————

?Xie rummaged through his bag, praying wildly in his heart not to lose it, not to lose it. When I saw that the purple gold box was still there, I couldn't help but burst into tears. I had been unlucky for so many years, and finally I was reliable.

Qinghuai lay on the table with his arms stretched out, looking at the purple gold box and wondering: "Xie, what is in this box?"

"This is a maze box." After saying this, Xie twisted the top lid and unfolded the four corners at the bottom of the box, revealing a turntable with eight holes on it, each hole having a number. It looked like that password.

An eight-character password...

Suddenly? Xie thought about the steel stamp on the belt he saw before. Could it be 0? He thought it was impossible, how could it be such a coincidence.

However, I tried it anyway, and with a click, the box lid flipped up automatically.

Inside the box is a fist-sized blood-red statue with a weird shape. This is a man in strange clothes, with a pair of huge wings behind his back. The man has a red snake in his left hand and a green snake in his right hand. Although the workmanship is exquisite, it gives people a sense of... A very evil and cold feeling.

The moment Qinghuai saw the statue, he immediately ran to the little brother's side, hid behind the little brother in a panic, grabbed the little brother's shoulders with both hands, looked at the statue carefully, and said: "Xie, you Don’t touch it, that thing is not good.”

"Is this?" Xie looked at the statue. He didn't know why but felt that there was something wrong with it. Then he put it on the table with an expression of indescribable disgust.

"This is the symbol of Wu Xian Kingdom."

?Xie Meng turned his head to look at the little brother and asked doubtfully: "Brother, do you know the origin of this thing?"

Qinghuai sat next to the little brother, holding his chin with his hands, and just looked at the little brother quietly.

The younger brother nodded and said: "Wu Xian Kingdom is located in the north of Nv Chou. It has a green snake in its right hand and a red snake in its left hand. From top to bottom, it is the head of the group of witches."

Suddenly feeling the strength on his arm, the little brother looked down at the white and tender hands on his arm, and found Qinghuai looking at him with big eyes and a confused look on his face.

Qinghuai shook his brother's arm, pursed his lips and said, "Brother, can you speak more simply? I don't understand."

The younger brother tilted his head and said slowly: "This sculpture is from the Wu Xian Kingdom."

Qinghuai understood this sentence, and then looked at the evil statue and said angrily: "That Wu Xianguo must be very bad."

"Brother, can you tell us more about Wu Xianguo?" Xie asked.

The younger brother glanced at Xie, and continued: "Wuxian was famous for making a chine. He could bless people with blessings and diseases, and know people's life and death. He was able to judge people's life and death with time, just like a god. Emperor Yao respected him as a divine witch and named him a good prime minister. During his lifetime, After his death, he was buried in the mountain, and the place where Wuxian lived was named Wuxian Kingdom. Wuxian's son will naturally be the king of Wuxian Kingdom."