There are four major schools of tomb robbing in China.

Touching the gold captain, the general of the middle of the hair, the unloading of the mountain and the mountain movers.

The bamboo rat is considered to be touching the pulse of the golden captain, and the best thing is to find the dragon point and divide the gold into the mountain.

However, the bamboo rat is not a martial artist.

He only knows how to touch the ancestral craftsmanship of Captain Jin, and the rest is the same as ordinary people.

I will be afraid of the powerful red-haired zongzi, and even if I am caught, my hands will almost be wasted.

From beginning to end, Yin Jian just looked at Leng Feng and nodded.

Didn't say a word......

It's a very interesting person.

The bamboo rat drove, and Leng Feng sat in the co-pilot.

Brother Yin Jian sat in the back, lowered his head, closed his eyes and rested.

For fear that Leng Feng would be suspicious, the bamboo rat smiled next to him and said, "Doctor Leng, don't underestimate him." He's notoriously ruthless in our area!"

"At that time, a few old-timers dug up a grave, and there were many mechanisms in it, and there was a treasure that was protected by many institutions. The big guy can only look at it, but he can't hold it. In the end, he went out and brought the things down in less than half an hour. ”

"Hmm. ”

There is no need for the bamboo rat to say, Leng Feng can know just by looking at it.

The most amazing thing is Yin Jian's hands, the fingers are slender but have a lot of calluses, which are obviously caused by frequent exertion.

Coupled with that strong internal strength, I am afraid that it will not take long to achieve Qi training!

A tomb robber can achieve this kind of cultivation.

Leng Feng became more and more curious about this person's life experience, and he didn't know where he was sacred.

The distance is relatively far.

The bamboo rat drove steadily and did not go fast, and maintained its speed after getting on the highway.

Looking at the rapidly changing scenery on both sides, Leng Feng couldn't help but smile, "How are your hands now?"

"Alright, alright!"

Speaking of this, the bamboo rat had a smile on his face.

"As you said, except for the important work, everything else is the same as before. ”

Thinking of the white eyes he received when he was healed, the bamboo rat felt a little sad.

If you find Leng Feng earlier, maybe your hands will be fine.

The line of dry bamboo rats has basically run from all over the world.

There is no need to navigate, and it is all about speeding on the highway from memory.

Leng Feng lifted his cuffs and passed Yin Blade's information over.

If Yin Jian was just a mountain mover, then Leng Feng would not be so cautious.

A master with the pinnacle of internal strength is willing to rob a tomb?

Youtan Borneo flower, cold maple is bound to win!

Before that, he had to investigate Yin Blade's identity clearly.

This time, they didn't come to Rose Yellow Spring, and he was alone.

Anyway, it's better to be cautious, this is also Leng Feng's habit.

It didn't take long for the kid to send the information.

When he saw the last row of small characters, Leng Feng's pupils froze suddenly.

This is...... It's true?

He looked back at Yin Jian again, and when he saw that he was still in his previous posture, he retracted his gaze.

Interesting people!

……

Because of the distance, it was dark when we arrived.

It's a small isolated mountain village.

It was covered with snow, and when you stepped on the snow, you felt a little chilly even in cotton boots.

At the entrance of the village, there were several large buffaloes, wagging their tails and eating the cut hay.

The rice fields on one side are covered with snow, and the next year will be a bumper harvest.

Central Plains Province is located in the Central Plains of China.

Since ancient times, there have been countless legends of tomb robbers.

"This is Peach Blossom Village, the hometown of one of my brothers. It's a pity...... It's almost the New Year, and I can't even get his ashes back......"

The bamboo rat was red-eyed, looked at the village from afar, and went in without a face.

Fifteen good players went in at that time, but he ran away alone.

"Of the fifty million, I divided fifteen portions and sent them to their families. ”

The bamboo rat sighed.

Although he was a little sad, he was used to it.

Tomb robbery and treasure robbery is originally a detrimental thing to yin morality, and it is a group of desperate people who can only ask for things from the dead in order to survive.

If you can come back alive, God won't accept you!

Those ancient tombs that have been buried in the mud for hundreds or thousands of years, especially the tombs of the rich, once the hidden weapons in them are triggered, it will be a fatal thing!

"Well done. ”

The bamboo rat shook his head and did not speak.

He carried a sturdy nylon rope on his shoulder, and carried a Luoyang shovel made by himself behind him.

This thing is a thing that existed during the Ming Dynasty, originally used by tomb robbers, and now some archaeological teams are equipped with it.

The bamboo rat is made by himself, and the handicraft is very good, strong and durable, and the length can be adjusted.

"Cold Divine Doctor. ”

The bamboo rat hung an object around his neck, then took out another one and handed it to Leng Feng.

"Touching the golden talisman?"

"Well, although you are not a captain of the Golden School, if you want to go down to the tomb this time, it is better to wear it. With the protection of the grandfather, it can also be safer. ”

Leng Feng didn't believe this, but after all, it was a piece of kindness from the bamboo rat, so he put it on.

The gold talisman is pitch black and transparent, shining with moist light in the reflection of the light, the front end is sharp and sharp, and the lower end of the cone shape is inlaid with two copper coins.

The whole body is black and gold, and the back is engraved with the word 'touch gold'.

Brother Yin Jian was much more straightforward, carrying a black mountaineering bag.

There are a lot of stuff stuffed in it, and I don't know what they are.

According to the meaning of the bamboo rat, these are all ancestral treasures of the mountain movers, and they are not shown to outsiders.

The gods are chattering, anyway, Leng Feng doesn't think anything is wrong.

It's almost the same as in the novel TV, like some kind of black donkey hooves, glutinous rice, and black dog blood......

There are all kinds of things, all kinds of things.

The bamboo rat, as the captain of the Eight Classics, holds a small gossip compass in his hand.

If you put on a Taoist robe again, you will be believed if you are a high-ranking person.

"Doctor Leng, you have to be careful when you go to the tomb later. ”

"Hmm. ”

Leng Feng followed behind lightly, one step at a time, and never ventured.

He'd never robbed a tomb before, and there was no need to come this time.

I just want to see this sword-like Utama Brahmana, the legendary elixir that can bring the dead back to life!

Leng Feng walked in the middle, and Yin Jian followed.

He also carried a blue rucksack on his waist, and his right hand was tightly guarded, as if he was afraid that others would snatch it away.

"In front of us is the land of Lingqiu, our famous feng shui treasure land. The tomb is down there, and it's huge!"

The bamboo rat walked in front and poked the ground with a Luoyang shovel from time to time.

Yin Jian looked around, his brows locked.

Finally, the first sentence was spoken.

"Here...... It's dangerous!"

Mountain Movers are best at treasure hunting, and they also have a strong sense of unknown dangers.

Even a taciturn person like him opened his mouth to warn, and it was clear that this place was not a treasure of feng shui.

It's a dangerous place!