"It's ...... Gimbal Tracer Array!"

Jiang Ming entered the tomb road, and only ran more than a hundred steps before he realized that something was wrong. Carefully look at the stone walls on both sides of the tomb road, study the pattern arrangement on it, silently calculate, suddenly take three steps backwards, then one step to the right, then one diagonal step, four steps to the left......

Moving in such an irregular small area, when he walked more than a hundred steps, his eyes suddenly opened up and appeared in a large stone room.

Holding the bright flashlight that came along with him, he took a picture of the four sides, and his face was surprised, who was sleeping here? There was such a big stroke, and as soon as he entered the tomb, even the "trapped array" was put out.

Slowly looked along the stone wall, and after turning around, he walked quickly to the Mingyi position, and his palms began to beat regularly on the stone wall, "Mingyi is close to nothing, there is no vain hope, and there is no ...... for it."

After Qianjiukun beat seventeen times, the surrounding stone walls rolled and rolled, and after a while, nine stone doors were exposed, Jiang Ming didn't think about it, and walked in from the first stone gate on his left hand.

After he entered the stone gate, the nine stone gates slowly closed again, returning to their previous appearance. If Jiang Ming is replaced by a real modern person, he will definitely wonder what kind of power it is, which can still operate as usual after a thousand years, and after careful calculation, it can be more powerful than nuclear power. Moreover, it is also pollution-free and has no side effects.

It's a pity that Jiang Ming doesn't think about these questions, he just wants to find the coffin as soon as possible and determine if it is the ancestor of his side family who is buried here.

After two more bends, bones began to appear on the ground, some with their limbs severed, some cut into pieces, some with rotten arrows, and even worse, many bones on their bodies that had been broken into pieces, and many of which were incomplete.

Don't do it, don't die!

Stealing the tomb of a battle grandmaster, there are no rare treasures to obtain, and the chance of survival is even more impossible, so why bother!

The door of a small stone room was open, Jiang Ming went in to take a look, and the two corpses inside caught his attention, the clothes of these two people were not completely decayed, and their skin and hair had not completely turned into nothingness, and they looked a little hideous and terrifying.

They should have died here in recent years, and the various types of equipment that were thrown aside were also quite advanced. The key words on it have been deliberately studied by him recently, and they are all in island language.

If there are one or two island goods, it is still said in the past, after all, it has become fashionable for Chinese people to buy island goods, and they can't pull it. But the island domestic products of Yishui are inevitably a little too much.

After carefully looking through the two still intact backpacks, he pulled out a notebook, all of which were in island language, and he was finally sure that these two people were from the island country.

When he came to this world, Jiang Ming was quite familiar with the people of the island country, after all, he had dealt with him a few times and killed many people.

He has neither a dislike nor a good impression of the islanders - even in the matter of killing people and seizing swords, he feels that if he is a bad person, he should be him. After all, Gu Luan was bought by someone for 1.5 billion, and his behavior is a bit bad no matter how you look at it.

It's just that for the sake of Lonely, he directly ignored those. He will not do everything in the world for the sake of loneliness, but he will not feel guilty about the island people who have no friendship.

It's just that these island people are everywhere, and even the tombs of the masters of this battle can be found in their figures, what do they want to do?

After flipping through the notebook twice, he was also a beginner in the island language, so he couldn't understand it at all, so he had to put it away. He carefully rummaged through the bodies of the two people, and took away all the things that had words.

Out of this stone room, all the way forward, he found several corpses similar to the previous two, it seems that the island people are really not one or two.

"Help...... Help ......"

If there was a cry for help, Jiang Ming walked a few steps quickly and rushed over, and the people who could call for help here at this moment must be the group of people who came in before.

In a huge round stone room, there are stone pillars erected irregularly, and the stone pillars are not very thick, and the diameter is only about 30 centimeters.

A young man covered in blood, leaning on a stone pillar at this moment, paralyzed and helpless for help.

And under the other stone pillars, there are more or less some bones.

Looking at the stone room in front of him, Jiang Ming turned off the flashlight, and at this moment, even he couldn't help but feel surprised, what kind of person should the owner of this tomb be when he was alive, so that he could bully the king of the tomb repair.

At this time, he was almost certain that the owner of this tomb should have nothing to do with the Bian family, because he had never heard of such a powerful ancestor.

Glancing at the young man of **, Jiang Ming couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, don't live well outside, what are you doing here to "kill thousands of troops".

Jiang Ming took a lot of effort to come to the young man, no way, there are three hundred and sixty changes in this "Thousand Troops Array", the formation techniques are different, the equipment is different, and the changes can't help but be the same, even he is not absolutely sure of the free entry and exit unscathed.

After checking the young man's body, even if he was not a doctor, Jiang Ming knew that he would not survive, and he was just hanging on to his last breath at the moment.

"If you have any last words, just say it, you don't have much time. ”

Jiang Ming patted him on the shoulder and kindly reminded him.

The young man lifted his eyelids, revealing a longing for life, but when he heard this, he instantly dimmed. With difficulty, he put his hand inside his jacket and slowly pulled out a small box wrapped in a plastic bag.

"I've been... You ready... If you could... Please give this to my parents...... My name is Yan Mingfei... This is the address of my home......"

As he spoke, he pointed to a note posted on the outside of the small box, and through the plastic sheeting, the handwriting on it could be faintly seen. This man is a man who understands that he must not be lucky, and he has prepared everything.

"You believe me?"

Jiang Ming didn't take the small box at the first time, he had no obligation to help with this, not to mention that he didn't have a good impression of tomb robbers. If it weren't for the fact that before this young man died, he was worried about bringing the news to his parents, he really didn't bother to ask this.

"Believe it or not...... What can be done...... Is there any other choice for me?"

The young man's eyes became more and more gray, his expression disappeared, and the only remaining energy fire of life was extinguished at the sight of it.

At this moment, he really didn't have a choice.

This person is not coarse-tempered, he is simply neat and does not drag the mud and water, and in the face of death, he is so calm, Jiang Ming admires it very much, and he can't help but feel good.

He reached for the box, "I'll deliver it for you." ”

"Thank you. ”

The young man squeezed out a smile of gratitude.

"Dad...... Mother...... Xiao Fei left first...... I will be your good son again in the next life......"

He closed his eyes contentedly and fell asleep......