[Tomb robbery notes] My name Nanji

The old man is absolutely unwilling and has no choice. According to him, it will take one day to reach the place he mentioned. Da Kui opened the way ahead. We speeded up our pace and looked at the map while walking, hoping to use the map and the The memory of the old man is that we were able to get there before dark. We walked for half a day. At first they could talk, but then they stopped talking, probably because they were tired.

Suddenly, the old man stopped.

Pan Zi scolded, "What tricks are you playing?"

The old man looked at the bushes on one side, and his voice trembled: "Then~~~what is~~~~?"

We turned around and saw that what was blinking in the grass turned out to be a mobile phone.

It seemed that Wu Xie had just dropped it not long ago, but Wu Xie still picked it up to look. The third uncle and the others were discussing there, the old man was on the side, Nan Ji and Zhang Qiling stood together, and the candy in their mouths never stopped.

They were talking there, Dakui suddenly raised his head and spoke to Zhang Qiling, Zhang Qiling didn't respond to him, Dakui probably felt a little upset when he hit a wall, but there was nothing he could do, Nan Ji looked up at the sky, it wasn't too late.

Before four o'clock in the afternoon, they finally arrived at their destination.

There are more than 10 military tents that are almost in good condition. The tents are of very good quality. Although they are covered with rotten leaves, the inside is still very dry and clean. There are many daily necessities in the tents.

It should be left by the previous people. They also found a lot of things. Wu Xie went to look through them, and the labels were torn off. The labels of the tents and backpacks were also torn off, probably because they didn't want people to know about them. Where did it come from.

We built a fire in this camp and had a simple supper.The old man looked around vigilantly while eating, for fear that the monster would rush out suddenly and hang him too.

Although the compressed biscuits were not very tasty, it did not prevent Nan Ji from eating them with gusto.

Zhang Qiling looked at the map while eating. He pointed to a place on the map where the fox's face was drawn: "We must be here now."

They all leaned over, but Nan Ji was leaning against the tree, eating his compressed biscuits slowly, and he continued: "This is the place for offering sacrifices, and the altar below should be the offering platform, and the accompanying sacrifices may be under here .”

The third uncle squatted on the ground, picked up a handful of soil, put it under his nose and smelled it, shook his head, walked a few steps, touched it again, and said, "It's buried too deep, we need to shovel it down to see."

They connected the threaded steel pipes and connected the head of the shovel. Uncle San stepped on the ground with his feet to indicate that this is the place to shovel. Uncle put one hand on the steel pipe and felt the situation below. When he hit 13 knots in total, Uncle San suddenly said: "Yes!"

Nan Ji went over to have a look, but saw nothing, it was too dark, and there was nothing to see, so Dakui went to the fire and showed us, the faces of Sanshu and Wu Xie turned pale, even Zhang Qiling let out an ah.

It turned out that the soil, as if soaked in blood, was dripping with blood-like liquid.

The third uncle took it to his nose and frowned, Wu Xie looked at the third uncle, wanting to see how he would make a decision, he thought for a while, lit a cigarette, and said, "No matter what, dig it out first and then talk about it." .”

While Pan Zi and Dakui did not stop, Dakui shoveled a few more times, and then gave the shovel heads to the third uncle. The third uncle smelled each shovel head, and started to connect the shovel holes on the ground with a trowel. Seeing them busy positioning, after a while, the outline of the ancient tomb was drawn on the ground.

Nan Ji leaned over to Zhang Qiling, "What do you think is down there?" Zhang Qiling shook his head, not knowing whether he was saying he didn't know or he didn't want to say it, Nan Ji raised his eyebrows, ate the candy, and looked at the place they dug with dark eyes.

If you have to say, Nan Ji knows something, but he is not sure, the situation in the tomb is changeable, and no one knows what will suddenly pop out.

They were almost done digging, Nan Ji and Zhang Qiling moved forward, Zhang Qiling saw that Dakui was knocking on the brick wall with his hands, and hurriedly held him down. "Don't touch anything." Zhang Qiling's eyes were extremely sharp, and Dakui jumped in fright.

He stretched out two fingers, put them on the wall, and felt along the cracks of the bricks. After touching for a long time, he stopped and said, "There is an anti-theft interlayer inside. When moving, all the bricks must be taken out. You can't push it in, let alone smash it!"

Pan Zi touched the wall and said, "How is it possible, there is not even a crack, how could it be possible to squeeze these bricks out?"

Zhang Qiling was self-conscious. He touched a brick, and with a sudden exertion, he pulled the brick out of the wall. How strong this adobe brick is, I don’t know how hard it is to push a brick out of the wall with just two fingers. How much strength is needed. These two fingers are really no small matter.

He put the brick on the ground carefully, pointed to the back of the brick, we saw a dark red wax wall behind it, and said: "This wall is full of vitriol used in alchemy. If it is broken, these organic The strong acid will be poured on us in an instant, and the skin will be burned immediately."

Nan Ji swallowed the sugar and looked at Zhang Qiling who was very serious. Zhang Qiling asked Fat Kui to dig a 5-meter vertical well, and then took out an injection needle and a plastic tube from his bag. Take the needle and put the other end into that deep hole.Pan lit up the fire and burned the needle red, and carefully inserted the oil bottle into the wax wall. Immediately, the red vitrified acid flowed from the other end of the pipe into the vertical well.

Soon, the dark red wax wall turned white, and it seemed that everything inside was gone. Zhang Qiling nodded and said, "Okay!" We immediately started moving bricks.

Soon, a hole was made on the wall that could allow a person to pass through. The third uncle threw a fire pocket into the hole, followed the light of the fire, and observed the environment inside.

Nan Ji rubbed his nose, and suddenly felt that he was so useless and hadn't accomplished anything, but when he got down, he should look at Wu Xie more.

We pierced through from the north side of the curtain, and saw that the ground was a whole piece of stone slabs engraved with ancient characters. These stone slabs were arranged in a pattern similar to the gossip, with the larger ones on the outside and smaller ones in the middle. The tomb is surrounded by The eight ever-burning lamps have of course been extinguished. In the middle of the tomb is a square tripod with four legs. The sun, moon and stars are engraved on the top of the tripod. On the south side of the tomb, facing us, there is a sarcophagus, a sarcophagus. Behind it is a corridor, which seems to be going downwards, and it leads to nowhere.

The third uncle probed in and smelled it, then waved his hand, and they got in one by one.

The third uncle looked at the writing on the ground and said to Zhang Qiling: "Brother, look at these writing and see if you can tell who is buried here?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head and didn't say anything.

Nan Ji didn't think there was anything interesting, and he was just bored following along, and he didn't want to steal anything, so he helped them pay attention to their surroundings, and would notify them as soon as possible if there was any danger.

There is nothing wrong with Nan Ji looking around, except that the coffin is a tripod, which should be used for sacrifices. They said that it seems that people's heads are cut off to worship the sky. The people inside should be prisoners of war, and slaves cannot have them. jewelry.

That Pan Zi's speed was also fast, and he fell in at once. Zhang Qiling didn't have time to stop it. You can see that Zhang Qiling looked back at the coffin, and Nan Ji slowly moved to Zhang Qiling's side.

The third uncle scolded: "You boy, this tripod is used for offering sacrifices, you want to be used as a sacrifice?"

Pan Zi chuckled, "Third Master, I'm not Da Kui, don't scare me." He took out a big jade bottle from inside, "Look, there are quite a lot of good things. Let's turn this tripod over to see if it's worth it. What's the matter?"

"Don't mess around, come out!" The third uncle said, seeing that Zhang Qiling's face had turned pale, and his eyes were fixed on the sarcophagus, knowing that something might happen.

At this time, a "clack" sound was heard.Wu Xie turned her head to hear it, and couldn't help feeling chills. The voice didn't come from the coffin, but Zhang Qiling.

Wu Xie also thought at first that Zhang Qiling was trying to scare him, but judging by his expression and his personality, he didn't look like that kind of person.Zhang Qiling kept making "clack" sounds, but he didn't see his mouth move. The four of them looked at him, that Han, I thought it wouldn't be so, could it be that Zhang Qiling is an Infernal Affairs rice dumpling?

Seeing his terrifying expression, the third uncle pulled Pan Zi out.

Nan Ji was smiling there, listening to the voice in his ear, he grabbed Zhang Qiling's hand, Zhang Qiling stopped and looked at Nan Ji in puzzlement, Nan Ji shook his head.

There was no sound at all in the tomb. After an unknown period of time, the coffin board suddenly turned upwards and began to shake violently.Then there was a gloomy and chilling sound from the stone coffin, which sounded especially like the cry of a frog.

Seeing this, Da Kui sat down on the ground in fright.Wu Xie's feet also softened, and she almost sat down.The third uncle has seen the world after all, although his feet started to shake, he didn't fall down.

After Zhang Qiling heard the voice, his face was very ugly, and he was about to kneel down when he saw it. It sounds very nice, but I just can't understand what it is saying.

The third uncle broke out in a cold sweat, and said softly, "Aren't they talking to it?"

Zhang Qiling turned his head to look at the person next to him, and then at the coffin that had calmed down. Although he couldn't understand what he was saying, it didn't prevent him from knowing that the coffin was quiet because of Nan Ji.

Zhang Qiling didn't know what Nan Ji said just now, but he himself knew what he said, "We must leave here before dawn."

The third uncle wiped off his sweat and asked, "Brother, did you just bargain with this Zongzi grandpa?" After finishing speaking, he glanced at Nan Ji, without mentioning what he just said.

Zhang Qiling made a gesture of don't ask: "Don't touch anything here, the master in this coffin is extremely powerful, if you let this out, Da Luo Immortal will not be able to get out."

After hearing this sentence, they glanced at Nan Ji, who smiled back, but didn't speak.

Pan Zi still didn't know what to do, so he asked with a smile, "My little brother, what about the foreign language you spoke just now? And this little brother, what did you say just now, it sounds really nice."

Nan Ji narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "I just said, I told him to be quiet, he was too noisy, and wanted to bully my family members, it really shouldn't be, you are right."

Pan Zi quickly said that he was right, it was really the air pressure on Nan Ji's body just now that made people feel frightened for no reason.

Wu Xie looked at Nan Ji who was still smiling. He felt that Nan Ji was definitely more difficult to deal with than his younger brother. This was not about force, but something else.