[Tomb robbery notes] My name Nanji

Nan Ji looked at the wrapped hand, "Has that zongzi been released?" Zhang Qiling responded, "It won't come over." After speaking, he looked at his hand meaningfully.

The others were stupefied and had no idea what charades they were playing.But the fat man at least knew what he was talking about, "I said this little brother, how do you know he won't come over?"

Zhang Qiling glanced at him, then turned to look at Wu Xie, "Since you have already collected it, you should put it away, it can save your life." After speaking, regardless of whether Wu Xie understood, he picked up Nan Ji and jumped onto the wall. Door.

The fat man swallowed, and stared at the bottle in Wu Xie's hand. Could it be what I thought?

Wu Xie quickly put away his things, Pan Zi went up first, and then pulled Wu Xie up. Although the fat man was fat, he was very flexible, and he went up immediately, a flexible fat man.

They didn't know how long they walked, and they didn't know how many turns they had to make. Zhang Qiling put Nan Ji down, and the others also stopped. Wu Xie moved to the side of Nan Ji, who had a pale face, "How is it?"

Nan Ji raised the corners of his mouth, his peach blossom eyes were curved, and he was very beautiful, "It's okay, if you give me a candy, I will be better." Of course, this is just talk, it is not something that is really good to eat a candy .

Zhang Qiling was fiddling with his clothes, the clothes were half torn, probably thinking whether to take off the clothes.

Wu Xie looked at Nan Ji, who was still joking, and heaved a sigh of relief. Hearing what Zhang Qiling said was serious, they all held their breaths, for fear that this person would die here.

Nan Ji raised his hand to look at his palm, there were several layers of bandages wrapped there, but he could still see blood oozing out, this time the medicine was not enough, who would have thought that I would still need bloodletting.

"It's just blood loss, let's go."

Nan Ji stood up steadily, he didn't look like a person who lost too much blood at all, he just looked a little paler than normal people.

There is a place where there is no road, and it cannot be said that there is no road, it can only be said that it goes down, and it is too dark to see the bottom.

The fat man followed us, "By the way, I have to ask you something, did you also come to find Guixi?"

Wu Xie was inexplicable when he heard it, "Could it be that there is such a thing?"

The fat man listened carefully, and there seemed to be nothing chasing after him. He said softly to Wu Xie, "What? You don't know anything, and you dare to go down into this tomb? Do you know, what does this King Lu Shang do? "

When Wu Xie heard it, he seemed to be able to get something out of his mouth, so he asked, "Isn't he just a little prince and king, but I heard that he can use Yin soldiers to fight."

"Fart..." the fat man gave Wu Xie a contemptuous look: "Let me tell you, the so-called King Lu Shang and the so-called fighting with Yin soldiers are actually a big lie. Mystery, if I don't tell you, you won't be able to guess it."

Nan Ji chuckled, and the fat man looked at him strangely, "Do you know anything?" Nan Ji shook his head, "I don't know, but you certainly don't know either, otherwise you're not looking for death by running around here."

Wu Xie suppressed the surprise in his heart, and then figured it out, Nan Ji is not the kind of person who can talk like that, since he said that to the fat man, it can only be said that he intends to kill the fat man.

Wu Xie also pretended not to believe him, and said, "What are you talking about? If you really know, you can run around here like a headless chicken?"

Sure enough, the fat man took a flashlight to shine a light on Wu Xie's face, and said, "You still don't believe me? My fat man really did more than a month of preparations before he came. Do you know what King Lu Shang is doing? Do you know what’s going on with borrowing Yin soldiers, and what’s the use of ghost seals?” Seeing that Wu Xie didn’t speak, he smiled complacently: “Let me tell you, King Lu Shang sounds like a general. Like us, we’re a loser.”

Wu Xie suddenly remembered that the third uncle had said something similar, but he couldn't understand it very well. How did they see it? The fat man continued: "But they are stronger than us, and those who fight against each other will become kings. The silk script It is recorded that most of the troops of King Nalu Shang rested during the day and marched at night, and often the whole army disappeared suddenly, and then suddenly appeared in another place, and the places they had been to were It is often said that there are many dilapidated graves, and if you ask them, it will be said that all the yin soldiers have emerged. You say that we materialistic proletarian revolutionaries, how could we possibly believe that there are such things as yin soldiers in the world! They must be everywhere. If someone finds that the grave has been tampered with when digging a tomb, it is said that King Lu Shang borrowed the souls of the tomb owners, so it was spread by the Yin soldiers. People at that time were very superstitious about these things, and later spread The gods are calling their gods."

Nan Ji looked at the fat man who said it miraculously. In fact, there was nothing wrong with what he said. nothing more.

Seeing that Fatty and Wu Xie had a good chat, and analyzed the tomb, Wu Xie also asked Pan Zi why they disappeared. Pan Zi looked at Zhang Qiling while talking, and then continued.

Nan Ji led them to run around. I don't know if he was lucky or what, but he really found a way out.

The fat man was the first to crawl out of the hole. As soon as he got out, I heard him scream in horror: "Fuck!!!, what the hell is this place?"

This is a huge natural rock cave, roughly the size of a football field. There is a large crack on the top of the cave. The moonlight shines in through this crack, which can just outline the outline of the entire cave.My current position is on the wall of the cave to the west, and there is nothing to climb up and down.

The fat man glanced around and found that the cave walls around us were also densely packed with holes, there were thousands of them. The density was as if the cave walls had been swept by more than a dozen super cannons of different calibers. Same all over the place.

And the most shocking thing is that in the middle of this cave, there is a big tree that is almost ten stories high, and it may not be able to stand up even if surrounded by ten people.And on that big tree, there are countless rattan curtains as thick as telegraph poles. In mid-air, some of them have already hung down to the ground, and some vines even simply stretched in from the holes in the cave wall. Almost all the vines spread over the places we can see, even the edge of our cave, also crawling With one or two.

If you look carefully, you can also see that there are many things hanging on the branches inside. At first I thought it was fruit, but looking at the outlines of these things, it seemed that they were not. It was shaken a few times by the wind, which was very weird.

And at the bottom of this natural cave, there is a stone corridor, which starts from a small building like a sacrificial altar and goes all the way to the treetop. I can vaguely see that the end of the corridor is a place with more than a dozen steps. There is a jade bed on the stone platform, and there seems to be a person lying on it!The distance is too far, except for a silhouette, nothing else can be seen clearly.

Nan Ji saw that there were not many people standing on the stone platform in front of him, so he sat leaning against it, the fat man shouted excitedly, Pan Zi also said that he wanted to go up, and the fat man wanted to go down, but it was really weird there, and he didn't dare to jump. Going down, Nan Ji sat there with his eyes closed, losing a lot of blood and feeling weak.

The fat man wanted to go down to have a look, but Nan Ji raised his eyelids, "Don't touch those vines."

Those vines could move, and it was difficult for Fatty not to be disturbed. He was hung upside down.

Nan Ji stood up slowly, making people feel that he was struggling to stand up. Nan Ji knew that there was nothing wrong with him, but he just didn't want to move.

"Wu Xie, I'll take you down."

Nan Jihuan passed Wu Xie, grabbed a vine and flew down with Wu Xie, literally, the vine was caught by him peacefully, and the surrounding vines did not move, like dead Same.

On the ground, Nan Ji looked at the infiltrated bandage and took it apart bit by bit. Wu Xie looked at him, "Why is your wound still bleeding so much?" Suddenly looked up at the place where they stayed before , Zhang Qiling had disappeared, and Pan Zi crawled.

Nan Ji looked at the hand cut by the knife, which was still bleeding continuously, and really envied Zhang Qiling's body that healed quickly from injuries.

"It's okay, save the fat man first."

Nan Ji took out his dagger and smeared a handful of blood on it, just in case, if he didn't cut off the vine directly, it would be enough to touch the blood.

Nan Ji aimed at the target, and threw the dagger at the vine tied to the fat man. Although he couldn't cut it off, the fat man also fell down.

Nan Ji held the removed bandage in his right hand, and teased, "Do you want to take it home and keep it?"

Wu Xie shook her head quickly, I have almost a bottle of blood from you, and I even took your bandages, I can't stand it myself.

The fat man walked over rubbing his flesh. He was hanged quite high just now, and the fall was extremely painful. "What are you doing? This little brother's blood thief is amazing!"

Nan Ji bent his peach blossom eyes, and the fat man shouted from the side: "There is no girl here, and a group of us gentlemen can't appreciate your beauty. Don't laugh, you feel flustered."

Nan Ji pursed his lips, okay not to smile. "Do you want this?" After speaking, he handed over a pile of blood-stained bandages, and the fat man took them, "Yes, why don't you, get the God of Fighting Weapon!"

"Don't call me little brother from now on, just call me Nan Ji, and the one who came with me should be called little brother."

"If you say that, where did that little brother go?"

Nan Ji smiled and shook his head. This fat man walked to one side of the steps and sat down to rest. He put his hands aside, took out a small glass bottle from his pocket, and brought some just in case. Only then did the blood stop on the wound, and it seemed that he couldn't move after that, otherwise the wound would collapse.

After Nan Ji put away the empty bottle, he suddenly heard a voice and looked up, ah, isn't this an acquaintance.