The moon is dark and the wind is high, between the mountains and forests, a few flashlights, a few figures, and unknown birds crying around.

These people are gathered together, all with flashlights on the ground, next to the pile of soil has been dug out, illuminated on the ground is also land, but this piece of soil is very flat, digging on it with a shovel can even hear the sound of clanging, not like soil, more like the reinforced concrete of modern society, for people who understand this aspect is not difficult to distinguish, to this step is almost a foot in the door, this is the most commonly used rammed earth in ancient tombs, it is rumored to be the use of glutinous rice and boy urine and other additives, than the current concrete is a few points harder.

One person was wearing yellow rubber shoes, wearing a cloth shirt that was common on the stalls, with mud on his feet and sweat on his face.

He squatted on the ground, dipped a handful of his fingers in front of his nose and sniffed it, then rubbed it on the rammed earth layer again, and put his finger in his mouth, if it weren't for the fact that there were other people around, seeing such a strange man in the deep mountains and old forests, they might not think he was something.

"Don's!"

After a few seconds of pause, he spoke two words heavily, then looked up at the three people behind him.

In the middle is a fat man with a belly that accounts for half of the weight of his body, his face is full of meat, his eyes are only one slit, and he is playing with two Baoding iron balls in his hand, but not iron, but pure gold, each of which is 2.5 pounds, and the two people next to him are burly strong men, both carrying sacks in their hands, which are very full.

"The market price is 60 million!"

The fat man in the middle was spinning the Baoding ball, while squinting and looking at the people on the ground condescendingly, if it was himself, he would not come to this kind of place if he was killed, and the old forests in the mountains were scared to death, but it was another matter to follow these two people next to him, these two people were the winners of the fighting competition.

Yin Yang Strange Qi said, "When I came, I said that I had a pit of 30 million packs, and now I have dug up the rammed earth, as long as I break the soil, I can enter the tomb and get something, and you will increase the price for me at the door, is it a bit unsophisticated?

Squatting on the ground wearing yellow rubber shoes, it is the brother named Wu Laoer, Wu Boss, but compared to the name Wu Boss, more people call him Wu San, his experience is more legendary, he was once a coal digger, others only know how to work, but he found a tomb on the way to the mine, took out two bowls, and sold a thousand yuan, he didn't understand what it was, and felt that this money was fast, much easier than risking his own death to make money in the mine, he bought two ancient books on the stall, and actually learned to read the tomb and feng shui, when he knew that the two bowls were sold was the official kiln, only to know how big the loss was…

But I have to admit that this guy who became a monk halfway through the road is indeed a genius, as if he has been in this industry for several lifetimes, and is very famous in the antique collecting world.

He occasionally digs up objects to sell, more is to find a buyer to pack the pit, just like gambling stones in Yunnan, others buy stones to him to break, you find the cemetery, negotiate the price I will dig for you, life and death after the cemetery by himself, before the object is handed over to the buyer, he will lose money if it is broken, even if it is broken in the tomb and no one sees it, he will also lose, and he will win a great reputation with this principle.

But he has a quirk, in addition to the cost of the pit, he will ask for three additional pieces, generally as long as he likes it, it will not be the most valuable, unless he meets him and can't put it down, he will ask for it.

The imperial curtain has been protected, the princes and nobles are rarely found, most of them are the tombs of the children of the younger generations, a cemetery can take out twenty valuable finished products is a good tomb, he met the largest one to take out one hundred and twenty-seven, the buyer made a lot of money, at least three pieces, he did not politely accept all the orders, and the buyer had nowhere to reason.

Therefore, looking for this "professional" player is a combination of risk and benefit.

Wu Sanshi frowned when he heard his tone, and then said, "When I came, I said that it was the Song Dynasty, and the market price of the Song Dynasty was 40 million, which was related to the national strength at that time and the current market value, the objects of the Tang Dynasty were more expensive than those of the Song Dynasty, and the Tang people were rich, and there were more hidden passages in the tomb, so the risk was very great..."

The wisdom of the ancients is still praised, the common ghosts in the movie Wu Sanxiang has not been encountered, but he has seen a lot of falling stones, dark crossbows, and quicksand, and when he goes to the tomb, it can be said that he is alive and dead, rich and noble, even if he is dead, he has to live in a "second-hand house" for hundreds of years, so it is normal for him to charge a high fee.

"Hehe..."

The fat man sneered, "Okay, even if you say it's Tang, but how can you prove that it's Tang? I think it's from the Song Dynasty, and the ancestor said: Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth, let's break the rammed earth and bring up the object, if it's really Tang's, I'll make up the money to you, if not, I'll still implement it according to the original..."

"Fart!"

Standing opposite the three of them, that is, one of the people behind Wu Sanqi suddenly scolded: "There is no rule for us to make up for this business, who can tell clearly whether we live or die after going to the tomb? We touch the mechanism and die below, and then you take someone down to pick up the leak? The money must be given before going to the tomb, even if we die, we have to let our families enjoy it..."

In fact, the fat man has a point, but it is not useful in this business.

A trace of anger flashed in the fat man's eyes, the movements in his hands stopped, and he puffed up his stomach and said, "Money, I don't have it now, if you can do this job, you can continue to do it, if you can't do it, you can also leave, there are many tomb robbers in the world, more professional than you, I don't believe that if you break the rammed earth tomb and not collapse, others can collapse the tomb, go or not, you choose the two paths..."

They were in this business, but were called grave robbers with a few resentments.

Wu Sanxiang is not very old, about thirty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looks very energetic, if he changes into clean clothes, he can also be called handsome and compelling, but he often seems to have a gray face, similar to the image of a migrant worker who has just gotten off work, he looked up at the fat man.

Then he said, "The rules are the rules, they can't be broken, if you don't transfer money, we'll leave now!"

"Then you go..."

The fat man squinted at him, his tone becoming more and more unkind.

Wu Sanshi also saw the threat contained in his expression, but he didn't accept it, and turned his head to the person behind him, "Go..."

The voice fell, and the man who had just spoken bent down to pick up the shovel on the ground, put his bags on his back and prepared to leave.

"Hmm..."

At this moment, the two strong men standing next to the fat man opened the sack in an instant, and it was not difficult to see that there were dazzling banknotes inside, there must be several millions, and after the matter was completed, they gave Wu three pieces, they transferred large numbers, and the remaining small numbers were used in cash, and the two strong men immediately put their hands into the sack, and then pulled out two shotguns that were half a meter long.

Two guns, aimed at the two of them.

"What do you mean?"

Wu Sanqi stood still and asked in a cold voice.

The fat man smiled slightly, tilted his neck and said, "It is rumored that you Wu Sanke is principled, hehe... In my opinion, it's not bullshit, it's all used to being used to it, this gun hook can pop a hole in the belly of a wild boar, I just want to ask if you Wu Sanshu has a hard head, or a bullet is hard?"

The face of the person standing behind Wu Sanqi was full of anger, but he didn't dare to speak.

The fat man said with an arrogant face, "This shot is going to crash and kill a person, the police have to trouble me, and the family has to report a missing person or something, but just like you, no one knows about dying outside, you say, I want to collapse you in this deep mountain and old forest, are you wronged?"

Wu Sanqi didn't have much anger on his face.

To say that Uncle Zhang is in a good mood, he is more than one level behind Wu San, Uncle Zhang is the periphery, he is the person who really goes to the tomb, he has seen too much horror, and his heart has been numb.

He asked slowly, "If you don't dig it out, you won't let it go?"

"I'll let me go, I have to ask if the gun will answer"

As the fat man spoke, he began to spin the ball again.

Wu Sanqi nodded, without any expression, turned around and said, "Soak the rammed earth with vinegar first, and dig it later!"

The man who came with him nodded, then put down his backpack and took out two bottles of vinegar essence from it.

The fat man looked at their actions and smiled with satisfaction, he couldn't figure out how those people could treat such mud legs as "experts" and said that as long as Wu Sanji made a move, there was nothing that could not be done, he had money, and he was not short of tens of millions, but he didn't want to add up to the two of them for less than a week, and he felt that it was not worth it.

The two men behind him were holding guns and pointing them at work.

Time passed little by little, and after about two hours or so, the two finally began to break the rammed earth layer, and the soaked rammed earth was soft and not tough, and in less than twenty minutes, a pile was dug out.

"Glow sticks, candles... Get ready"

Wu Sanshi immediately broke open when he saw it, and began to order the next move.

The man behind him was also very obedient, prepared according to his instructions, and handed over the things from his bag little by little.

"Smack..."

A plastic tube was handed to him, Wu Sanwen put it in his hand, pouted it like a glow stick, pouted for a few seconds, and didn't see a bright light, and then he shook his hand, and a liquid came out of the plastic tube, turned into an arc in the air, and swept horizontally towards the faces of the three people.

The three thought that the glow stick was leaking, but they didn't hide.

Then I heard the sound of "Zila...", and I could vaguely see white smoke on the faces of the three people.

Strong sulfuric acid!

"Whew..."

At this moment, the three of them realized what it meant to consume flesh and devour the ancients, and an indescribable feeling swept through their bodies.

In less than a second, he saw that Wu Sanqi had already rushed over, ignoring the fat man, pinching the muzzle of one person's gun for the first time, turning to the other, and at the same time quickly pulling the trigger on his hand.

There was a muffled sound of "hyper".

Shake through the valley.

I saw that another person with a gun was thrown nearly two meters away, fell to the ground, half of his stomach was gone, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Wu San's feet moved, kicked this person's knee, and the winner of the grand contest was in his hand for less than two seconds, and the two of them were all wiped out.

The sudden scene made the fat man stunned, and when he saw Wu Sanzhi's face, he didn't care about anything, threw down two Baoding balls, and ran quickly.

Wu Sanxian didn't say a word, raised the shotgun and aimed it at the fat man's back, thought about it, the muzzle of the gun turned downward, and then heard a "boom" sound, the fat man fell down in response, and one leg had been bent into a strange arc.

The man who came with him didn't talk nonsense, picked up a shovel and walked towards the fat man.

The fat man's face turned pale, and he cried and begged for mercy...

Wu Sanxian didn't continue to look at the picture, and he didn't bother to watch it again, this is not the first time such a thing has appeared, and he is numb, he turned around and took out the phone from his bag, this buyer wants to play Yin is solved, then this pit has to be sold, ask who is willing to gamble, just turn on the phone, listen to the ding, come over a message.

It reads, "Brother, I'm being bullied!"