[Grave Robber] Dragon Soul

"No, no, there's something wrong with this matter." Jian Sansheng pressed his temple with a headache, only to feel that he ran over from the mausoleum to ask them to start, this matter was slightly weird.Slowly recalling everything that happened just now, there seemed to be nothing wrong with that person's actions, tone and demeanor, but there seemed to be nothing wrong at all.

"Second brother, let's go to Beige and the others first, maybe they are teasing us." Jian Wuzheng tried to calmly calm down, but also knew that under such circumstances, those three people would never Brainless enough to punish them with this kind of thing.

Before Jian Sansheng nodded, the curtain of the tent was raised again. The three people who came in left Jian Wuzheng and the others stunned. Ling Muyang, who had just brought them into the tent and then disappeared inexplicably, was standing next to Brother Bei. He looked at them incredulously.

"Second Master, why did you come here so late at night without sleeping?" Ling Muyang pointed at them and asked strangely, with an expression and tone as if he had never seen them just now, or that he didn't know what he had just said. What have you done.

Huo San'er was in a hurry, rushed up to hold Ling Muyang, and said fiercely: "You boy, you dare to ask us, didn't you drag us here, and you started pretending to be stupid in such a short while?!"

Regarding Huo San'er's words, not only Ling Muyang, but even Brother Bei and Guo Datou felt baffled.Brother Bei stretched out his hand to push Huo San'er's hand away, and said, "San'er, what are you talking about? Also, the mausoleum has been with us all this time. The three of us were talking about the mountain just now, but when we heard some movement here, we thought it was haunted. Just ran over to see, who would have thought it was you guys."

Huo San'er looked at Guo Datou with disbelief, hoping that the other party would give a different answer, but unexpectedly, he also looked at him strangely, and nodded to confirm that Brother Bei was right.

Seeing the faces of Jian Sansheng and others were not very good-looking, Ling Muyang knew that something was wrong, so he patted Huo San'er on the shoulder, looked at the second master and said, "What happened, why do I think the four of you Nagging."

Jian Wuzheng glanced at him, and fully narrated what happened just now. Ling Muyang thought for a while after listening, and then suddenly woke up like a start, and rushed out after pulling aside the curtain.Seeing this scene, everyone hurriedly followed behind.

Ling Muyang rushed to the tent where he and Beige Guo Datou lived together, opened the curtain and saw that his backpack had been opened.He walked over quickly, squatted down and fiddled twice, and finally sat on the ground as if he had lost his soul.

"Mausoleum, what are you..." Jian Sansheng hurriedly asked, seeing that he seemed to have been hit by something.

Ling Muyang turned his head and sighed helplessly, his whole body was stunned: "Second Master, no matter whether the person you saw just now is a man or a ghost, the reason why he did this is very simple, just to steal things."

"Stealing something?" Jian Wuzheng was puzzled, and continued to ask, "What did he steal?"

Ling Muyang looked at Jian Wuzheng, and said word by word: "My compass."

Jian Sansheng frowned, and then suddenly realized: "Stole your compass, because you don't want us to find the chamber?"

"That's right." Ling Muyang nodded slightly, and explained: "Besides, I've spent the shortest time with you among our group. I guess he pretended to be me just to confuse you and push everything to me. Break the trust between us and make us even more lost."

"Then there is no compass now, do you have an idea of ​​how we will go tomorrow?" Jian Sansheng didn't seem to care about the conspiracy, and only asked about the remaining journey with a frown.

Jian Wuzheng also looked at Ling Muyang, he knew that the reason why the second brother didn't suspect Ling Muyang was because he believed too much in the two subordinates, Brother Bei and Guo Datou, since the tomb just now was fake, then this one must be real Yes, of course, there is another possibility, that is, the three Bei brothers in front of them are all fake, otherwise it would be impossible to explain what the living Ling Muyang they saw before was.

Knowing that Jian Sansheng didn't doubt himself, Ling Muyang couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief. To be honest, in a place like Hoh Xil where birds don't lay eggs, he was really afraid that something might go wrong and the second master would throw him down.Moreover, he was a generation of master thieves, but now he was stolen by others, which made him completely understand the feelings of people who were stolen by him in the past.

Wiping off his cold sweat, Ling Muyang said with a solemn expression: "There is no problem in knowing the way, but it is more troublesome without a compass. I guess that person does not fully understand my ability. Yang is still Ling Muyang, what they want to steal is actually in my head."

Seeing Mausoleum pointing his finger at his head, with a look of no problem at all, Jian Sansheng nodded reassuringly, and then greeted everyone: "Then don't stay here, pack up and go to my tent, squeeze a little It’s just a little crowded, and the current situation may not allow us to act separately.”

The others also understood what Second Master meant, and they all knelt down to help clean up.They are obviously being targeted now. This person or this group of people not only knows their purpose, but also knows their internal relationship very well. This is the worst situation.

Returning to the tent with a lot of thoughts, Jian Wuzheng was about to divide the resting place for several people, when he found Qianzi rummaging for something next to the backpack, and then remembered that he came in before her, so she hurried over and whispered Said: "What's wrong?"

Fury and ruthlessness flashed in Wang Ziqian's night sky-like black eyes, but his voice was still as cold as usual: "He took away Shengxie."

When the few people who came in behind heard this, they were all taken aback. Even Ling Muyang, who had been stolen miserably, found it incredible, and couldn't help asking: "It's understandable for him to steal my compass, but is it true that he stole your sword?" for what?"

"What the hell is it for? Even if it's useless for him to hold it, he can earn a lot of money by selling it to foreigners!!" Huo San'er heard that Brother Qian's ancient sword was also stolen, and his eyes turned red. The nature of money-hungry was immediately exposed.

Jian Sansheng also felt that they were really overwhelmed tonight. The value of this sword was definitely higher than that of the Land Rover. He was about to curse a few words, but he heard a fierce roar from outside. The sound was very familiar, and it felt like Heard it not too long ago.

Without waiting for everyone's reaction, Wang Ziqian rushed out first.When other people found him with a wolf-eye flashlight, they saw him squatting beside a giant black mastiff, with his slender and powerful right hand stroking the back of the mastiff back and forth.

Jian Wuzheng walked over a few steps, and said in surprise, "Qianzi, is this the Tibetan mastiff from before? Why is it here?"

Wang Ziqian turned to look at him, shook his head to express that he didn't know, then patted the Tibetan mastiff, stood up and said, "You guys wait here." He followed the Tibetan mastiff and ran into the distance without looking back. .

Watching one person and one mastiff gradually disappear into the darkness, Jian Sansheng walked over and put his hand on his third younger brother's shoulder, sighed and said, "Let him go, maybe we can catch that thief back, or we'll lose that sword. He probably won't be able to sleep tonight."

Without opening his mouth to answer, Jian Wuzheng acquiesced to what the second brother said. He also understood how stubborn Qianzi was about his own things. This time he was stolen. Although the guy looked fine on the surface, he was definitely making a fuss in his heart.Suddenly, he hoped that the thief would not be caught by Qianzi, otherwise he would have been beaten to death directly.

Everyone huddled in a tent and waited for almost half an hour before Wang Ziqian and the black-haired Tibetan mastiff finally rushed back covered in snow.

Jian Wuzheng walked over to help Wang Ziqian dust off the snow and asked with a frown, "Did you catch it?"

The Tibetan Mastiff who came back with Wang Ziqian entered the tent and began to shake the snow on his body. Huo San'er and others who flung it straight had snow scum on their faces. They really wanted to go up and give the big dog a few kicks, but because it used to He dared not speak out about the glorious record of killing a big horse bear by himself, so he could only stare at the vicious dog while listening to Wang Ziqian.

"Let him run away." Wang Ziqian didn't care that his pants were stained with snow by the Tibetan mastiff, he just raised his arm and rubbed his still wet cheek with the back of his hand, and said lightly: "More than one person went to the west of the lake. .”

Jian Sansheng was smoking a cigarette. Hearing this, he looked up at the two of them, waved his hand to signal them to sit down and rest quickly, and then asked, "Do they have guns?" Seeing Wang Ziqian nodding, he continued to ask, "Are they driving a car?" ?”

"...No." Wang Ziqian thought about it for a while and replied in a low voice.

"Then why didn't you get it back?" Jian Sansheng was very surprised.

"Someone will help them." Wang Ziqian said, slowly looking at Jian Sansheng, his dark eyes were filled with boundless scarlet.

And it was also stolen tonight, and Ling Muyang, who had been silent all this time, also interjected at this moment: "It's the white tiger."

"How to say?" Jian Sansheng frowned for a moment, thinking about the relationship secretly: "An unknown person stole our things, and then Baihu helped them get rid of Qianzi? What is the relationship between Baihu and them? Why? help them?"

"I only know that the person blocking the green dragon may be the white tiger, and the others..." Ling Muyang also seemed to have a big head, and he couldn't figure out the twists and turns, so he could only shake his head to express that he didn't know. .If only his compass was stolen, it can be said that Baihu is still holding on to the things he stole before, and now Wang Ziqian's Shengxie has also been taken away, which means that things are not that simple at all.

Sighing, Jian Sansheng felt that it was enough, so he waved his hand and said: "It seems that there will be no results in the discussion tonight, let's go to bed first, and get enough energy to go on the road tomorrow. Now everything has been stolen. If they let them enter the underground palace first, then my old face, the second master, will be completely lost in Hoh Xil."

When everyone heard this, they all obediently lay down in their sleeping bags and pulled the thick blankets over them, but they all had aggrieved expressions on their faces. No matter who was bullied for this, no one would feel at ease, let alone They are a group of mountain-crossing ghosts who fight fiercely every day?

The Tibetan mastiff seemed to have sensed the mood of the people in the tent, and didn't make any more noise. Instead, it lay obediently at the door of the tent, using its strong body to watch the night for everyone.

Early the next morning, Jian Wuzheng opened his eyes and found that except Ling Muyang's seat was empty, everyone else was still fast asleep.He sat up quietly, trying not to wake up Wang Ziqian next to him, put on his coat, and walked out of the tent slowly.

After one night, the heavy snow in the sky has quietly reduced a lot, and the hinterland of Hoh Xil is completely covered by stretches of white. The vast wasteland is as holy as a newborn baby, and a few bald eagles occasionally fly over the gray sky , adding a touch of life to this silent world.

Outside the tent, Ling Muyang was squatting on the ground and drawing something with a stick used for sticking fish. Beside him was the black Tibetan Mastiff.The Tibetan Mastiff was squatting in the snow, tilting his head to watch his every move, obviously finding it very interesting.

"What are you drawing?" Jian Wuzheng walked over and saw a circular array on the ground, and he couldn't understand the crooked symbols on it.

"It's called painting, star, array." Ling Muyang's mouth curled into a smirk, but he continued to draw non-stop: "If you think about it, I can draw stars, so what else is there?" I don't know."

"Bragging you." Jian Wuzheng smiled, and squatted down to look carefully at the formation, and found that there were some symbols representing yin and yang in the gossip.

"Hey hey, I'll know if I'm bragging or not. Didn't they steal my compass to arrive earlier than us? I'll let them know that Suzaku, one of the four beasts, is not easy to mess with." It seemed that he felt what happened last night. It was too embarrassing, Ling Muyang tried his best to turn the situation back: "The mouthpiece of the Big Dipper, the leader of the East. Keep the balance and learn from others, and listen to the stars. Only when you walk alone can you surpass the ancients, and Yu Bode shines on your neighbors." .Sirius is broken, Kyushu dies, greedy wolves appear, the four seas are engulfed, seven kills out, six and one - calamity! ”

With the last word in his mouth, Ling Muyang inserted the wooden stick into the upper left corner of the formation map, then clapped his hands and stood up proudly: "No one has ever compared this astrology and geomantic omen to me." , fight with me, hum."

Jian Wuzheng glared at him unbearably, and said, "Why, Dashi, what have you figured out? Or do you want to use these yin and yang feng shui to kill those people?"

"How is it possible." Ling Muyang scratched his head in embarrassment, and said with a cheap smile: "You are a scholar who is useless. With our small body, it would be nice if we can save our lives from being beaten to death by others."

"Then what do you want to do?" Interrupting the conversation between the two unhurriedly, Jian Sansheng opened the curtain and walked out while wrapping his coat tightly. Although Jian Wuzheng and Ling Muyang's voices were not loud, they were still in this empty space. But it was particularly prominent on the wasteland, directly waking up the light-sleeping second master.

"Second Master." Ling Muyang called out with a smile, and then said with a mysterious face: "Although I can't do anything to them, I have a way to let us... let them go before them!"