"Oh, everyone will say that my walkie-talkie is no longer usable, and I can't find my own person, but I have at least tried to work hard, but what about you? May I ask you, a person born in a family of touches, how can you contact your people now? When you said me, did you think about whether you could do it? Criticize me for being so slippery, as if you can contact them. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Yan Qingze was not convinced, and threw out a "youcanyouup, nocannobb" rhetoric.

"What you say is not unreasonable, but since I dare to criticize you, it is naturally because I can do it, do you think I am one of those keyboard warriors? Without two brushes, our family can be passed down from the pre-Western Han Dynasty to the present? The imperial tomb stolen by our ancestors is more dangerous and older than this princess tomb. Fang Wuyong was very complacent about the family's history and methods.

"Before the Western Han Dynasty, wasn't that almost 2,000 years?"

"You are really bragging about not paying taxes, I heard Cui Xiang say that your touching of the Jin Fang family only started in the late Tang Dynasty. ”

"Don't think that I didn't like a donkey soon after I entered the tomb robbery industry, I also took history classes, the imperial tomb was earlier than this princess tomb, it was really the Western Han Dynasty, the imperial tomb of the Western Han Dynasty was stolen by your Fang family?

Fang Wuyong smiled, "It seems that you are not completely ignorant, you even know about the tomb robbery of the Red Eyebrow Army, let me tell you the truth, our Fang family was not surnamed Fang originally, our ancient surname was Dongfang, and the Red Eyebrow Army was ...... back then."

For Fang Wuyong, the history of the family is worth showing off, although he is still a little worried that he will be found by the descendants of the enemy, but Fang Wuyong has no intention of leaving Yan Qingze's life in the end, the glorious achievements of the family are really uncomfortable in his heart, why not say it to find pleasure?

Therefore, Fang Wuyong proudly told the history of the family briefly.

Yan Qingze didn't believe what Fang Wuyong said, "Heh, okay, just if what you said is true, then please contact someone else now." ”

"It seems that you still don't believe me. In order to say less and make fewer mistakes, Fang Wuyong has been silent for more than 20 years, and today he encountered an ancient tomb close to the Western Han Dynasty, which inevitably made him excited, this ancient atmosphere made Fang Wuyong feel as if he was close to the era when the ancestors were fighting, and the ancestors created the glory of the family side by side.

But inevitably he told the truth a lot, and this stupid man thought he was lying.

"Faith, I believe you, so please hurry up and contact them. He said that he believed it, and he could hear that Yan Qingze didn't believe it.

"Looks like I'm going to have to show my hand, take it. ”

Fang Wuyong handed the torch in his hand to Yan Qingze, untied his waist bag, took out an army-green kettle from it, unscrewed the lid, and poured the liquid inside on the dirt surface in this corridor.

Seeing Fang Wuyong squatting on the ground and starting to stir up the liquid and mud just now, the corners of Yan Qingze's mouth twitched, "Big brother, you won't have a nervous breakdown, right, what are you doing with mud?"

"Don't talk, just wait and see me. Fang Wuyong's hands didn't stop, and after a while, the thin mud on the ground became more and more viscous, and he picked up a lump of mud and began to rub it with his hands.

The mud was kneaded into a noodle the size of a little thumb on Fang Wuyong's hand.

Just as Yan Qingze was waiting to see what kind of tricks Fang Wuyong had kneaded that mud into, Fang Wuyong stopped his movements, raised a finger and said to him, "Just poke my finger into a small hole to make it bleed." ”

Yan Qingze didn't want to cooperate with Fang Wuyong at all, but he just wanted to see Fang Wuyong make a fool of himself, so he still took out a small dagger and slashed Fang Wuyong when he raised that finger.

Fang Wuyong scratched the blood on his fingers on the noodle-shaped mud, and then chanted a spell that Yan Qingze couldn't understand.

Immediately after, the mud noodles writhed like a snake, and slipped from Fang Wuyong's palm and fell to the ground, and he raised his head like a snake to look at Yan Qingze.

Yan Qingze thought that he had seen it wrong, or maybe it was Fang Wuyong who used some kind of trick to touch the mud noodles at an angle that he couldn't see.

Fang Wuyong enjoyed Yan Qingze's shocked appearance very much, bent down and pulled a lump of mud from the muddy noodles, and said to the mud, "Thousand-foot mud worms, divided into five ways, go find other people and stick to them, do you know?"

The broken piece of mud noodle nodded, then shattered into five, climbed up the wall like a worm, and left.

Fang Wuyong looked at Yan Qingze and said to him, "See, this is the method of our Dongfang family, when you go down to the cemetery, you naturally have to use unusual means, they leave, and after a while they find our people, I will know that as long as they stick to those people, we will be able to talk." ”

"It's just mud. Yan Qingze was stunned, and he had already begun to doubt the education he had received for more than 20 years.

"Yes, without my blood, it would have been a lump of mud, but now, it is my doppelganger. Fang Wuyong's voice was also a little trembling, and sure enough, he entered the royal family's mausoleum, so he could use this technique, this tomb, if it was really the princess's tomb, he couldn't use this technique when he went down to other tombs before.

"So, you follow me for a while, don't get lost, I can save the others. "Not all of his own people have to die, but who will help them carry the treasure when they die?

"Oh. Yan Qingze saw the power of incomprehension, and chose to be obedient and obedient, following Fang Wuyong in the same direction, as if he was afraid of being abandoned.

At this time, Tong Xinlan had already found four lonely tomb robbers, and without saying anything, she directly used her sharp nails to send them straight to hell.

"Will you put a doppelganger? Sure enough, it shouldn't be underestimated. Tong Xinlan threw away the corpse in her hand, and took out the handkerchief that the people had just taken out of the tomb had prepared for Yu Chilan to wipe the blood off her fingernails.

They are all people who use the aisle technique, and Tong Xinlan knows where the disadvantages of this technique are.

Before leaving the corpse, Tong Xinlan picked up the kettle carried by the corpse.

The killing took place quietly in the tomb, the corpses of the tomb robbers were more and more, and the other people who were cautiously walking in the tomb also encountered the corpses of their companions around the corner, they trembled with fear, some knelt down and begged the unknown ghosts and gods to spare their lives, and some prayed to the gods and Buddhas to save him, and the people brought by Fang Wuyong were calmer, they examined the corpses, and saw the throat cut by a sharp weapon, and the chest pierced by a claw. (To be continued.) )