"After graduating from university, I went to work in an antique shop, and was later taken in as an apprentice by a grave robber who often came to sell dirt, and I worked in this industry for 20 years. ”

"Don't you think you've insulted your alma mater's reputation?"

"Hehe, reputation, they don't care about reputation, what do I care about?" Zhu Laoqi seemed to remember what he was unhappy about in the past, "I was the best among our graduates, and I could have been able to secure research, but as a result, I was given a place by a child of an official's family."

As long as I passed the score line, the interview would definitely let me pass, but during the physical examination, he said that I had a history of hepatitis, and he brushed me down, and the son of a coal boss took my quota. ”

Zhu Laoqi smiled bitterly, "The most ironic thing is that a few months later, my classmate told me that the son of the coal boss was found to have AIDS! It's been more than a year, that is to say, in the physical examination, I was eliminated because I had hepatitis a few years ago, but a person with HIV passed the physical examination! You say, do they still have a reputation for doing this?"

Du Lin pouted, there was nothing to say, this Zhu Laoqi was really miserable, and the school was really dark enough.

"I had to apply for jobs everywhere and work part-time until I met my master, and he didn't have a faction, because he had studied in any school for a few years, so he knew the methods of the four major schools of tomb robbing, 'touching gold, moving mountains, unloading mountains, and sending hills', and passed them on to me.

He is a very traditional tomb robber, he never uses high technology, he uses a compass to explore the cave, Luoyang shovel to fix the hole, and a whirlwind shovel to dig the hole...... In short, everything remains the most traditional means of tomb robbing.

He also told me that there is artistic virtue in doing art, there is medical ethics in practicing medicine, and there must also be virtue in robbing tombs, and the so-called 'theft is also a way', and none of the cultural relics I have poured out in the past 20 years have been sold to foreigners, and the things of Chinese people must remain in China.

The poisonous corpse I just mentioned that I burned to ashes, I am just afraid that the corpse in his body will be poisoned and I will go there to 'pick up leaks' in the future, otherwise I will never be disrespectful to the deceased. ”

Du Lin nodded, he could see that this Zhu Laoqi was not lying, and he was indeed a tomb robber who insisted on "stealing and having a way".

At this time, they had already walked to the second tomb door, and the permanent lamps in the tomb were still on, and they would burn down before the oil burned out.

Liu Bowen's coffin was still quietly placed on the high platform, and Du Lin and Zhu Laoqi walked to the coffin.

"It's too late for you to stop now, and if you open the coffin, you won't be able to turn back. Dohrin persuaded.

"Hehe, I'm thinking about how to pull you into the gang, and you still persuade me?" Zhu Lao Qiyile, "Seriously, are you really not a peer?"

"Have you ever seen a tomb robber lead a group of students to rob the tomb?"

"Are you interested in joining us? With your wisdom, you'll be able to get started soon. Our business is not profitable, and it has been open for three years, the most important thing is that you can't bear to look at the good things left by your ancestors, just buried in the ground and rusted?"

"Forget it," Du Lin shook his head, "First, I have a positive life, I don't want to make this money, and second, I don't think there is anything wrong with these things buried in the ground, the Chinese people pay attention to 'death is like life', and the things that the deceased loved before their lives are brought to the grave, this is not a waste, but an expression of the living sustenance, why should we disturb the peace of the dead for our own selfish interests?"

I don't know how many times I've heard you say this, but don't forget, people are all profit-seeking, this is human nature, and it is the nature of all things in nature, and no one can go against it. And this kind of thing, from the point of view of dialectical materialism......"

"Poof......" Durin couldn't hold back.

"What do you mean? Do you think it's funny to say 'dialectical materialism' from the mouth of a tomb robber?" Zhu Laoqi was a little unhappy, "Let me say it again, Lao Tzu is also highly educated, don't look down on people, OK?"

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, don't mind, I either look down on you, it's just that your image is really incongruous with what you say. Durin said with a smirk.

"Bang!" Zhu Laoqi shot into the sky, "If you dare to talk about my image again, don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite, do I say a few good words to you, and you think I gave you face?" Zhu Laoqi's face suddenly changed, and the scars on his face were tangled, looking particularly hideous and terrifying.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I'll listen to you carefully, and promise not to talk about your looks anymore, okay? Don't get excited......"

Du Lin is not afraid of him, Du Lin is afraid that this Zhu Laoqi will be angry, in case his hand shakes, and then press the remote control, it will be broken.

"Where did I just go?"

"You say dialectical materialism ......"

"Yes, from the point of view of dialectical materialism, there are two sides to everything, there is light and there is darkness, there are good people and there are bad people, and the two things of tomb robbery and anti-tomb robbery are interdependent and coexist for a long time. Less nonsense, go open the coffin. ”

Du Lin regretted a little, he had already coaxed Zhu Laoqi to relax his vigilance a little just now, but because he didn't hold back his laughter, he wasted his previous efforts.

Durin climbed onto the high platform, pressed the coffin cover with both hands, and pushed the coffin cover open a crack with a force.

"Yo, it's a lot of strength. Zhu Laoqi was very surprised by Du Lin's strength, the ten-centimeter-thick stone coffin cover, to say the least, weighs hundreds of pounds, although it is only to push open a crack, but that is not something that ordinary people can do, even if he opens it himself, he also needs to use the principle of leverage to open it with instruments.

"Born, nothing else, but still have the strength. Durin replied casually as he observed the situation inside the coffin.

"Pull me up, don't play tricks, or my gun won't be vegetarian. Zhu Laoqi put the remote control in his pocket, raised the gun at Du Lin with one hand, and stretched out Du Lin on the high platform with the other.

Du Lin's eyes lit up, he was not afraid of the pistol, he was only afraid of the remote control, and now that the remote control was not in Zhu Laoqi's hands, then his chance would come.

Du Lin reached out and grabbed the hand that Zhu Laoqi raised, and lifted him up with one hand.

Zhu Laoqi was about to sigh again about Du Lin's arm strength, but Du Lin didn't give him this opportunity, leaned forward, and jumped off the high platform.

It doesn't matter if he jumps, Zhu Laoqi is below him, if he falls, Zhu Laoqi will become Du Lin's meat pad.

Zhu Laoqi also immediately understood what Du Lin meant, and in the process of falling, he shot Du Lin in the chest, thinking, this time I will definitely not be able to kill me, but you kid don't want to live.

With a plop, the two of them landed, Zhu Laoqi was pressed under Du Lin's body, the weight of the two was superimposed, coupled with the impact of free fall, pressing up and down, and there was a pistol in the middle, the hard body of the gun was on Zhu Laoqi's chest, Zhu Laoqi spurted out a mouthful of old blood, the injury was not light, and he couldn't move.

And Du Lin got up from Zhu Laoqi like no one else, reached out and snatched Zhu Laoqi's pistol, disassembled it into parts and threw it aside in a few clicks, and took out the remote control in his trouser pocket and pinched it into pieces.

Zhu Laoqi clutched his chest and spit out the blood foam in his mouth, "You...... You...... How could it be? I know ...... Hit you. ”

Du Lin raised his hand to pick up his clothes, pulled off a deformed warhead from the skin on his chest, leaving only a small pit in the skin, took the warhead in his hand, and flicked it casually, hitting Zhu Laoqi's head, making him groan, and a stream of blood flowed down from his head.

Durin licked his lips, wondering whether to spare his life, or to kill him to suck his blood? Forget it, let's die, or he will tell him that he was all right if he was shot.

"Originally, I gave you a chance, if you stop here, I may let you live, but you are obsessed and have to open the coffin, then don't blame me. ”

"Who the hell are you, why can't bullets kill you?" Zhu Laoqi took a few breaths, finally felt a little better, and spoke much more smoothly.

"This, you go down and ask Lord Yama, he will tell you. "Durin is telling the truth.