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The way to escape was determined long ago. Although there were not many tools and food hidden by the group, everyone could take turns to work. The blocked cave was dug quickly. When they came out of the mountain, they could still see Go down to the tail of the retreating army.

"So, they don't need to be buried?"

Someone asked.

Zhang Chu is a disciple of Ji Mo, and Ji Mo is the head of the agency. In the past 20 years, he has directed the staff and craftsmen of the agency to do a lot of things. Everyone has become accustomed to his leadership. Even with Zhang Chu, he is like the second in command. be trusted.

If you have any questions, everyone is used to asking Zhang Chu.

"They didn't participate in the construction, and they may not even know the location of the organs inside. Of course, they don't need to be buried with them."

Without Zhang Chu’s answer, someone in the crowd has already given a possible answer.

"I still need to guard the mausoleum!"

Someone said this, and this is also the general idea.

Zhang Chu glanced in that direction, turned his head to find a way, and pointed out how to escape, "Master has come to see here, walk from this side, go around the front, and you can go out of the mountain. It's a long way, everyone. Bring good things, if you encounter something, just shoot the arrow."

Mechanism masters have not only made mausoleum mechanisms these years, but also made sleeve arrows and tied them to their arms when they are free. It is also easy to find the alignment head, just point in the direction of the finger.

As long as you are not so stupid that you have to spread your palms to block the trajectory of the hidden arrow when firing the hidden arrow, you will not hurt yourself.

All the people who survived now have sleeve arrows tied to their arms, and some even have both arms. If they encounter one or two wild beasts, they will not be completely dead under the attack of the group.

Zhang Chu has lived in the mountains for many years. Even if he didn’t go deep into the mountains, he is quite familiar with the mountain roads, how to distinguish the direction, how to find the way, how to avoid the wild beasts, how to find food... how many years he hasn’t picked it up I thought I had forgotten all the knowledge, but when I returned to this environment again, I realized it was vivid in my mind.

The mountains were long and long, and it was already half a month later when he came out from the other side. Zhang Chu deepened his prestige in the process of leading the way, and when he came out, they did not just disperse.

For more than 20 years, even if old relatives and friends are still there, it is difficult to find them. Half of life has passed like this. The remaining people are rarely under the age of [-]. They have been separated from the outside world for a long time, and they have no energy to find their hometown. , under the leadership of Zhang Chu, they found a place to settle down. There were so many people that they became a small village directly.

Zhang Chu didn’t care about things before, which doesn’t mean he didn’t know what the village head should do. He took people to nearby towns and cities a few times, took them in or bought them, and brought back some women and abandoned baby girls. With the addition of women, the village looks even more ordinary.

Because these women came here one after another, few people knew what it was like at the beginning, but slowly, it actually multiplied like this.

The officials have always been laissez-faire with such villages. If the fields are abandoned, no one will pay attention to them. If someone cultivates them, someone will go to collect taxes. As long as the tax revenue is not delayed, they would like to have more villages like this. formed for a long time.

These sporadic histories, perhaps only those elders will write more.

For most of the ancients who didn't like to travel far, it was normal to hear that there was a village in the mountains, but they didn't communicate with outsiders before, and no one would question it.

In order to hide their identities, craftsmen and mechanism engineers seldom return to their old jobs. Zhang Chu did not change their careers. They thought that there was someone in a village who could do something, which was actually not a bad thing, and they didn’t persuade them much.

Those women are short-sighted and accustomed to taking men as their gods. In daily life, when they see men can fix things and do something, they only think that men are capable, and they don't think about whether the other party was in the past. Also did something like this.

The people in the village who switched to farming worked very hard at first, but gradually got better. In this era, there are only a few craftsmen and mechanism engineers who have really left the farmland.

Like other villagers, Zhang Chu married a wife and had children. When the child grows up, he will teach him how to make a machine. Compared with the hard work of farming, it is obviously easier to work as a machine. The child named Zhang Sheng is also very smart. Learned the craft.

After Zhang Chu passed away, when Zhang Sheng was packing his things, he found an extremely delicate miniature model, which looked like a mountain range had been dug open. Dazzling, it is the mausoleum!

"Why is there such a thing?" Zhang Sheng frowned, still thinking why he hadn't seen it before. A friend saw him not coming out for a long time, came to look for him, and went straight into the house. When he saw this thing, his eyes widened. Light.

"I just said, the old man must have hidden something, isn't it! My house also has this thing, it's not the same, wait, I'll show it to you."

He ran away talking to himself, and sneaked in after a while with a cloth bag. He opened it and put it on the table. It turned out to be a miniature model, not a complete miniature model. It seems that there is always something different, but the coffin in the middle is exactly the same.

"This is……"

Zhang Sheng was puzzled, he never knew there was such a thing before, and he didn't know that there were similar ones in other people's houses. Was it his father who made it?

The little friend's father passed away a long time ago, and he didn't seem to be a craftsman. How could he keep such things? What's the use of such things that don't look cheap?

"Hush——" the little friend looked around, as if he was guarding against something, and said excitedly in a low voice, "I have long thought that my old man is hiding something. I discovered this when I was young. I thought it was something fun, but I was scolded, and I couldn’t find it later. I thought it was a mistake. After the old man left, I searched the house and found it... This must be a Treasure, the old man hid it so tightly, it must be very important, look at this, it must be made of gold!"

I don't know what kind of paint was used to paint the yellow coffin. It has not changed color for many years, as if it was cast from molten gold, and people can't help but see a golden light in their eyes.

"Look, the layout is similar. I have it, and you have it. I don't know who else has it. Maybe if we put it together, we can dig for treasure!"

It's not that they can't recognize that the miniature coffins are for corpses, but how could it not be a treasure to be able to hollow out a mountain, create a city, and have such an exquisite certificate.

Although I don't know why the parents didn't dig, but they can't control that much.

It was not easy for the adults in the village to escape from the mausoleum back then, and they were not young anymore. After a few years of hard work, most of them would die early, leaving behind a group of half-sized children and few people to teach them, and a few of them could calm down To serve the fields.

In order to hide, they chose to build the village in a place that was not very good. There were few fertile fields around, and the income they earned after a year of hard work was barely enough to eat. If they paid taxes, it would be even less. Trap agencies hunt to fill the gap, otherwise I don't know how many can grow up healthy.

Knowing that there is not much production in the field, how many of those young people are willing to continue farming, those who are capable, find a way out to live by themselves, and those who are incompetent and unwilling to contribute, become the bastards of the village. I'm too busy.

Before Zhang Sheng said anything, his little friend told about his investigation results. He had long wanted to get a quick fortune. Since he guessed that it was a treasure, why didn't he explore it? The remaining old people in the village refused to say, he I just asked those same age to be house thieves. After going back and forth, many people found similar objects, and strung them into grasshoppers on a rope.

"...I asked you before, and you said you didn't know about it, but you didn't expect it to happen. If that's the case, you should join us."

The little partner said it swearingly, and when Zhang Sheng really joined, he realized that the little partner was not a wise and foolish one. The one who connected secretly was just connected by others, and then pretended to be the boss and pulled himself into the group.

He was connected with a child who grew up in the village. He was considered a capable person back then. He went out for a living and returned home in rich clothes for a time, which was quite enviable. Who would have thought that it is normal to lose once, according to the elder brother's words, It's just that people outside are bullying and unreasonable. He wants to do business well. However, the government and big businessmen are oppressing him layer by layer, and he insists on frying people's bones. Then he made a big ticket and came back.

In fact, he came back and hid, and maybe he was hunted down by the government. He wouldn't say these things bluntly, and Zhang Sheng could think of them.

Not only Zhang Sheng, but other people are not unexpected, but they feel more at ease with such a big brother who dares to do great things.

Poor people are full of guts, not to mention pulling the emperor down, making a windfall will not bother anyone, right? People are dead, and they still occupy so much money, aren't they looking for trouble?

"How about it?"

The little partner was very excited, and looked positive about going to start a business.

Zhang Sheng hesitated, pursed his lips, looked at the eyes of everyone looking over, and finally nodded, he was afraid that if he said no, these people would tear him apart.

After they were ready, they realized that things were not easy to do. Before them, the descendants of the sergeant guarding himself were already doing the same thing. They inadvertently exposed the same target, and the two groups of tomb robbers met and started all kinds of Fighting openly and secretly, everyone regards the treasure in their pockets, and they have to try to attack each other first. When the trouble becomes big, and brothers on the Tao will move after hearing the news, making the muddy water even more muddy. Being in it, I can't see it. clear each other.

Several miniature models once became the source of news leaks, and also became clues for other people. In the end, several groups of people who found the treasure location met unexpectedly and were stumped by the mechanism. They had to unite and crack the mechanism together. At that time, Zhang Sheng had long since passed away, and Zhang Sheng's descendants followed them and paid a lot of money before they really opened the golden coffin and obtained the treasure.

Among them, many people's original intentions have long been different, and no one knows what this mausoleum represents.

Time is like smoke, and it disappears in the blink of an eye.