[Tomb BG] The wind comes to Wushan

Ye Cheng scanned the surroundings with a flashlight, nodded in agreement and said, "And there is nothing worth studying."

After walking for about 5 minutes - I am really shocked now, this is not a garden, nor a square, it's just a hall of mourning!Actually walked for 5 minutes and still haven't reached the end!How big is this spirit hall!When we swung down from the ice wall before, we complained that these beams, cornices, columns, tiles and roofs were hardly damaged. This shows that the terrain here has not changed much since the mausoleum was built. At that time, we For Wang Zanghai, an old lunatic who built a spiritual palace on a cliff, he is already quite enthralled. Now seeing his posture of digging through the snow-capped mountains, it is hard to have any other sighs except that we have only reached the main hall. The jade platform in the center.A huge black statue stood on the jade platform, surrounded by several smaller bronze statues with human heads and bird bodies.I guessed it out of boredom. If a worker repairing the gate suddenly had a stomachache when the palace was being built, he would probably have to pull up his pants before he reached the apse. of.

I think, according to Wu Xie's temperament, he must study this statue for ten or eight years. After all, for a monk like him, the history behind a cultural relic is far greater than the cultural relic itself. value.But to my surprise, Wu Xie only glanced at the statue hastily, then looked solemnly into the depths of the hall.

"What's wrong? Don't you keep going?" I don't remember who gave me a sharp evaluation, saying that I am always timid and have no assertiveness. Indeed, when there are such leading figures around me, I always I very consciously put myself in the position of the masses. I used to listen to Mr. Chen and Zhang Qiling when I was fighting, but now I listen to Wu Xie, and according to Wu Xie's carefulness and gentleness, I am afraid that I will soon It has degenerated into a brainless creature that has to ask his opinion whether to step left foot first or right foot first.

"There is a problem with this hall...Be careful yourself."

"...Because Fatty and Monk Hua didn't study this statue carefully?" I still don't quite understand why he suddenly became serious.

Wu Xie shook his head: "No, it's because Pan Zi didn't stay." He glanced at me who was even more confused and explained patiently, "You don't know Pan Zi, he is a loyal person to my third uncle. In other words, it is absolutely impossible for him to leave me and throw me so far, so there is only one situation - there is something in the apse that makes them have to move on."

"So that's how it is...well, go later, I'll go first."

"You just go back—"

"Shut up, both of you, my uncle will go first, two thousand watts, is it bright enough? I think I can illuminate the entire hall in splendor if I stay any longer." Ye Chengbai glanced at us and walked towards the apse first.

Of course, it is impossible for us to let him take the lead as cannon fodder, so we hurriedly followed. After walking for about five minutes, we saw another jade gate formed by inlaying white marble pieces at the end of the hall. Behind the Yumen is a long and narrow corridor leading to the apse.Huge centipede-like mutant dragon totems are painted on the walls on both sides of the entire corridor, but because we were in a hurry to catch up with Fatty and the others, we didn't take a closer look. Presumably Monk Hua, who is very fond of murals, should take pictures of them. .

As soon as they entered the apse, they saw Fatty and the others arguing in a group, the atmosphere was not right.Wu Xie knocked on the wall with a flashlight, and they stopped immediately, but except for Pan Zi who was happy to see us, everyone else had an angry expression, and the fat man even said to Pan Zi angrily: "I'll just talk to you!" Tell me, Wu Xie is such a big man, he can't get lost, you don't have to tie him up every day like watching your own bird."

As soon as Wu Xie came, he was stabbed so lightly by him, so of course he would feel upset: "You fucking have a little bit of morality, and it's fine to instigate Pan Zi to throw me outside the palace, and now you still throw me away!" Compared to a bird?"

The fat man tightened his hands, and was finally discouraged: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you. Brother is right. It seems that people who enter this apse will become impatient. I guess you will be tricked faster."

Thinking about it carefully, it is true that the fat man usually speaks in this tone, Wu Xie should have been used to it long ago, and now it is inconceivable that he is suddenly entangled in this.

"You rushed to the apse without stopping, is there some mechanism?" Wu Xie shone a flashlight on them.Following the light, I saw that there seemed to be a depression in the place surrounded by them, and there were a few blue bricks protruding from their feet.

"This mechanism is amazing. Wang Zanghai, that bastard bastard buried his father here." The fat man stepped aside for us to see.

Wasn't Wang Zanghai the contractor hired by the Eastern Xia Emperor to repair the mausoleum? Why did he leave his father here?When the fat man said this, I was even more curious about what the mechanism was. When I got closer to take a look, I almost didn't spit out: there was actually a stone turtle in the pit!Sure enough, he really is the father of the "turtle bastard"!

"Hey, what is this?" After laughing, I saw a small copper-yellow round button stuck to the inconspicuous part of the tortoise's body. I saw clearly what it was - a five-cent coin!I suddenly realized something, and Wu Xie hurriedly took out his compass, and with just one glance, his expression suddenly changed.

With such an extremely magnetic stone turtle placed here, our compass will naturally show all the wrong directions, that is to say... this spiritual palace, this Kunlun fetus, and even this dragon vein are all a trap!

>>>054 Separation

>>>Summary I don’t know what to write again.

In view of the extremely strong magnetism of this tortoise, even if it is smashed into small pieces, it will still affect the use of our compass, so Mr. Chen decided to adopt the simplest and most effective method - burn it to death.

In our group, only the fat man is from the northern faction. He and old men like Mr. Chen do what they do and do it. You fucking refuse to accept it and beat me up. The posture is different. On the contrary, you like to do immoral things while comforting yourself like Ah Q. .This is why the Southern School always scolds the Northern School for being a hypocrite and a villain.The fat man was burning happily while muttering: "Father Wang, don't blame me, who made your son unfilial, throwing you here, the so-called son's debt to the father, Wang Zanghai, we have to play with you. After self-hypnosis, "I am justice", the fat man sat on the floor next to Wu Xie, and joined us to have a fire around Papa Wang.

After such a commotion, none of us was in the mood to talk nonsense, a group of people sat in a group with bitter faces, I drew circles on the ground with my fingers and cursed Wang Zanghai, and several young men started smoking stifling cigarettes.Except for business talks, Wu Xie seldom brings cigarettes with him when he goes out, so Langfeng handed over one. Wu Xie usually doesn't smoke that brand, but this is considered a reconciliation cigarette after all, and it seems too pretentious not to take it.

"Hey, what do you think this old bastard Wang Zanghai is thinking? Didn't he say that he was forced to repair the tomb of Emperor Dongxia? Build his old tomb into a big fishing net, steal a hole and dig it to the United States, so that people all over the world can stroll in his tomb." Fatty said angrily looking at Papa Wang who was burning red.

Pan Zi sneered disdainfully: "They are called professional ethics. You think they are all like you, and they don't step without seeing a weapon."

"I don't like it anymore when you say that," Fatty retorted immediately, "It's as if you didn't come here for a weapon..." He pointed to Pan Zi's "I'm doing the right thing" It took a few seconds before he curled his lips, "Well...you don't seem to be the real one. What about Wu Xie, why are you here?" He pointed at Wu Xie.

Wu Xie was inexplicably asked by him: "What do you think I'm here for?"

"Oh, that's right, that old fox is your third uncle." Pointing at me, seeing me holding Wu Xie's arm, he gave a "tsk" sound and hummed, "The husband sings and the wife follows."

Unwillingly, he pointed out one by one. Shunzi was knocked out when we blew up the mountain and didn’t mention it; when he pointed to Monk Hua, Monk Hua didn’t seem to be joking at all and said something that was no different from a joke to us, “I am I came here to do research, and I originally wanted to hang out with the archaeological team, and I had no choice but to follow the old man if they didn't want me." Pointing to Zhang Qiling, the two looked at each other in silence for a while, the fat man moved his finger away; the next one was old man Chen , I guess the fat man is ready to skip it directly, but I didn't expect that as soon as his finger slipped on Old Man Chen, he said impatiently, "Come to find someone", with a very strong tone, we were all horrified He said how much Wu Sansheng owed you; pointing out that Ye Cheng was the one who saved face in the end, and he took Lang Feng with a smile, and said, "We are with you. I am low-consciousness. I just heard that there are many good things here. Whoever comes if there is no money?" , isn’t it Long Feng?”

Seeing Lang Feng nodding, the fat man was overjoyed, and quickly moved over and said with emotion: "It turns out that I was on the wrong team all the time, these two are my loyal little friends and good comrades in arms..." The words were not finished yet , I heard a sudden "click" in the originally extremely quiet underground palace, and the fat man became quiet immediately. After a while, he looked at us who were also unclear about the situation and asked, "What was that sound just now?"

Pan Zi extinguished his half-smoked cigarette on the cold green brick floor, and Mao stood up and looked around vigilantly, saying, "The heartbreaking voice of your ex-teammate who was ruthlessly abandoned by you."

The fat man was about to talk to him, but he snatched his right to speak again with a "crack". He got angry, stood up suddenly and cursed: "Who the hell is playing tricks in front of the fat man?"