Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

for this matter.

Huamaguai, who got up early in the morning to prepare, immediately loudly received the order.

Because Xieling was inherited from the Red Eyebrow Army, before robbing tombs and fighting, there has always been a rule of worshiping the sky and gods.

Although Chen Yulou is the boss of Changsheng Mountain.

It cannot be invalidated easily.

now.

In the middle of the camp.

On a wooden table, the heads of three animals had been placed early.

In the middle hang portraits of Wu Zixu and the Overlord of Western Chu.

The tablet of Emperor Guan Sheng is enshrined above.

"Master Guan Sheng Emperor, here are the two ancestors."

"Today, there is great chaos, the sky has no eyes, and people's livelihoods are hanging upside down. We all uphold the instructions of our ancestors to do justice for heaven and fight against injustice."

"The Pingshan Ancient Tomb contains countless gold and jade. The two leaders, Xiling and Banshan, thought about the hardships of the common people, so they planned to retrieve the treasures from the tomb to help in troubled times."

Huamaguai, who acted as the temporary master of ceremonies, carried a rooster and walked straight to the altar.

He is usually playful and smiling.

But now he is indescribably serious.

His words were said loudly and generously.

Even Chen Yulou couldn't help but roll his eyes secretly.

With that kid's mouth, he can talk about life and death.

Tomb robbers are tomb robbers.

Why do you want to do justice for heaven and get ill-gotten gains?

Changsheng Mountain has been here for more than a hundred years.

Countless fights have been fought, gold and silver are everywhere, and there has never been a chance to save the world or save anyone.

But when there were no tombs to rob, under the guise of robbing the rich and giving to the poor, they did a lot of bad things to block roads.

These words.

To say it's just putting money on one's face is an understatement.

but……

After all, he is also a veteran of the world for many years.

This means watching with eyes, nose and heart. In short, it is like not hearing anything.

As for the partridge whistle, the same is true.

His line of moving mountains is not much more noble than Xiling.

Although the gold and jade treasures were not taken, tens of thousands of ancient tombs were destroyed over the course of thousands of years.

To know.

Although the mountain-moving Taoist is one of the best at martial arts.

But I don’t know much about Feng Shui.

Wherever they passed, there were almost no corpses left.

After all, Xiling's group only did this to the big tombs of princes, and they did a good job of saving the poor people's face.

Therefore, Taoist monks have a very bad reputation in the world.

The two of them are quite deep in the city and can do this.

But Hua Ling and the old foreigner knew their own affairs. Listening to Hua Maguai's words, they felt their cheeks burning.

"The sacrifice to heaven begins!"

After finishing his words, Huamaguai shouted loudly.

In a moment, nearly a hundred Xieling thieves shouted in response.

The sound was deafening, resounding through the mountains and dense forests.

Huamaguai held the chicken's neck, held the knife in his backhand and slashed hard.

Only a stabbing sound was heard.

Scarlet blood splattered everywhere.

Drop it into the two bowls of wine prepared in advance on the table.

"Shopkeeper, Chief Yang, please."

Huama turned around and looked at the two people at the front of the crowd, making a gesture of invitation.

Neither of them wasted any time.

They walked forward side by side, each holding a bowl of blood wine.

Partridge Whistle had just said a few days ago that drinking would make things worse, and he was determined not to drink at all, but worshiping the gods was unusual.

As for Chen Yulou.

He looked at the bowl of wine in his hand that was stained red with blood.

I was extremely confused.

to be frank.

He really didn't want to drink.

Who knows if this stuff is drinkable.

But in front of so many people, especially when he saw Partridge Whistle drained in one gulp, he could only grit his teeth, close his eyes, raise his head and drink it all in one gulp.

"it is good!"

"mighty!"

This scene immediately attracted countless cheers.

"Shopkeeper, would you like to say a few words?"

Huama came closer.

But before he spoke, Chen Yulou glanced at him, and then he shut his mouth neatly.

There was something strange in my heart.

In the past, shopkeepers liked to win people's hearts on such occasions.

However, he didn't dare to speculate randomly.

Just a wave of the hand.

time.

The Xiling bandits, who had long been unable to restrain themselves, swarmed towards Pingshan.

These days, people are worse than ghosts. No matter how dangerous it is to fight upside down, it is worse than starving to death alive.

What's more, Zong Tou is kind and generous, and every time he takes out a bucket, he will give out a percentage of the gold and silver.

After all, there is no way to escape death.

It's better to drink and eat to your heart's content.

After the group of people set off, Chen Yulou and the others were the last to catch up.

"Brother Dao, take a look."

He took out a blueprint and handed it to Partridge Whistle.

The latter took it, but when he opened it and saw it clearly, his expression became astonished.

"This...is this a painting by Brother Chen?"

"good."

Chen Yulou nodded.

"In the past few days, Chen has traveled almost all over Pingshan. He has used his experience in observing, hearing and asking, combined with his past experience."

"What is drawn in this picture is at least 80% certain."

A few days ago, he used the excuse of stepping on the plate to herd chickens every morning to practice.

If no information is found.

That's the real problem.

That's why he was busy at his desk last night.

This picture was made by the boss in his previous life when he was a gangster at the Lantern Bar.

He just copied it from memory.

Of course, this picture is much simpler, and many places were deliberately hidden.

For example, the Wuliangdao Palace in the deepest part of Pingshan Mountain, the Yunzang Treasure Palace, and the Corpse Gui and Yaowang Pavilions in the depths of Danjing.

The two have known each other for many years.

They dare not speak clearly about each other's methods.

At least I heard about it.

The Xiling group's method of exploring tombs is nothing more than looking, hearing, asking, and hearing about mountains and debating dragons.

Just stand on the top of the mountain and take a look.

You can see through the situation deep underground.

This is no longer a means of tomb robbing.

But it's sorcery.

Chen Yulou knew this very well, so he deleted what should be deleted and added what should be added in the painting.

In the original work.

Chen Yulou explored Pingshan Mountain four times, but in the end he ended up defeated and died with numerous casualties.

As a time traveler, he naturally cannot do it again.

But even so.

When Partridge Whistle looked at the drawing, he felt a wave of turmoil in his heart.

It is difficult to calm down for a long time.

In the past few days, Chen Yulou went out early and came back late. No one knew what he was up to.

Although Partridge Whistle doesn’t say anything.

But how can we not be in a hurry.

I'm afraid that this person went to enjoy the sights and mountains.

Now holding the blueprint, he realized that in just a few days, Chen Yulou had explored Pingshan so clearly.

For a while.

He has traveled around the world for many years.

There was also a flash of shock and... guilt in his eyes.

I am also cautious in judging a gentleman's belly.

Chen Yulou didn't guess what he was thinking.

along the way.

I just occasionally answered a few of his questions.

Not long after, the mighty team arrived at the foot of Pingshan.

The two of them stepped out from the crowd and walked outside the crack.

The scorching sun was already high above our heads.

White mist is steaming from the cracks in the mountains.

When illuminated by light, it immediately reflects colorful light.

It feels quite like a fairy mountain or a divine palace.

With all his years of fighting experience.

If the general of the Yuan Dynasty really used the mountain as a mausoleum, then this place... should be the tomb door leading to the underground palace.

Just send someone to dig down along the crack.

The location of Hades must be found.

But the Partridge Whistle holding the drawing in his hand had a solemn expression at this moment.

"Brother Chen, is this really an empty city down there?"

He looked down for a moment.

Partridge Whistle finally asked.

"The general of the Yuan Dynasty enslaved the cave people here, causing complaints and unspeakable suffering."

"I was worried that my bones would be dug up and ashes thrown away by the cave dwellers after my death, so I set up numerous traps."

"If you're right, there must be a machine city underneath this place where you can never return."

"Brother Dao, if you don't believe it, you can try shooting down!"

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