Chapter Seventy-Five: Zombie Tombs

Hina sat on the old cow's lap and twisted her waist like a water snake exaggeratedly, and her right hand inadvertently touched the bulging leather bag in the corner of the sofa.

At this time, Jingmei suddenly let go of her hand and returned to her cold appearance: "The fifth master is not here, let's open the skylight and say something." Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoWhat are you here for? ”

"I heard that the fifth master has hands and eyes, and I have a hobby of collecting antiques, so I want to ask the fifth master to give me some sharp goods and treasures." Lu Le pointed to the leather bag beside Lao Niu, "Like the gold in this bag, I want as much as I want, and money is not a problem." ”

"Good goods will not be placed at home, tomorrow afternoon in the south of the city Wulipo, the fifth master's warehouse is there, you bring enough money to come, see which one you want."

"I'll tell you nothing, I just want a picture of Gu Kaizhi of the Eastern Jin Dynasty!"

Jingmei was stunned when she heard this, a few days ago, someone really came to the door, saying that there was an ancient painting to be sold, saying that it was a Luo Shen Fu map, but it was blasted out by the fifth master.

Such a world-famous hot thing, the fifth master didn't dare to turn upside down! What's more, if you buy good things expensive, I'm afraid that no one will dare to ask for them, and if you buy them cheaply, people will never agree, and the best way is to grab them.

That person came to the door to probe the wind, how could he bring things with him? The fifth master sent someone to quietly follow him all the way to Wulipo in the south of the city, but he disappeared as if he was in the flat ground.

More than a dozen subordinates have been in ambush there for a few days without news, and now Lu Le and Lao Niu have sent them to the door, and they have just deceived the past and solved them together.

Listening to Lu Le talk about ancient paintings, Jingmei said: "A few days ago, someone really came to sell an ancient painting, saying that it was Gu Kaizhi's Luo Shen Fu Tu of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, which had been purchased by the fifth master with a lot of money, you are really lucky!" ”

Lu Le immediately came to the spirit: "What does the person who sells paintings look like?" ”

"In his thirties, with a southern accent, with a big slippery back, flies have to slide a big heel when they fly."

Cui Zhigao! Sure enough, it was him!

The matter has already come to an end, Lu Le got up to say goodbye, and when Jingmei sent them out, there was always something in her expression that she wanted to say something.

Back at the hotel, Lao Niu was still immersed in the gentle township, and said to himself: "I don't know if those two big beauties will go tomorrow in Wulipo, south of the city." ”

"According to my analysis, Cui Zhigao must have been to Qiao Wuye, but it is very doubtful whether the painting is in Wulipo, and it is not necessary that tomorrow will be a trap for black and black."

"Shall we go then?" Lao Niu asked.

"Go, but quietly." Lu Le said thoughtfully, "A person like Fifth Master Qiao will never spend money to buy what he can grab, he must be looking for Cui Zhigao, let's just follow and observe secretly." ”

That night, the two of them decided to go to Wulipo to explore first to see if the painting was in the fifth master's warehouse.

It is said that it is five miles of slope, and he walked straight out of the south of the city for nearly twenty miles, but he still did not see where the so-called warehouse was. There was only a flat yellow earth, tents were erected, bonfires were lit, and a few big men with bird-held guns stood guard outside the tents.

There were eight tents and fires, enclosed in a circle of about 600 square meters, and there were many large and small wooden stakes on the ground, and here there were patches of pines and cypresses, which had been cut down not long ago.

From a distance, this area surrounded by fires is a bit similar to the shape of the gossip, and it is not known whether this is the warehouse of the fifth master, but it must be a very important place.

Fortunately, there was still a certain distance between the fires, and Lu Le and Lao Niu sneaked in. Just when he was close to the edge of the tent, Lu Le stumbled under his feet and almost fell into the mud.

He looked down and found that there was a regularly shaped bulge on the ground, it was a rectangle with one large end and one small end, and the bulge was about an inch high.

"Old Niu, what do you think this is?"

The old cow was dumbfounded when he saw it: Isn't this exactly the shape of a coffin?

The two hurriedly retreated, changed a gap and drilled into it again, there are still the same traces on the ground, it seems that this is an underground tomb group, a total of eight coffins, buried under this yellow earth according to the direction of the gossip, it is a Taoist handiwork at a glance.

But all the deceased in this kind of tomb are lay disciples of Taoism, and it is not appropriate to bury them on Phoenix Mountain, and it is not appropriate to bury them hastily like ordinary people, so the heavenly master will do a Dharma and bury them according to the principle of the five elements and gossip, seeking the meaning of ascending to heaven.

It is difficult to say if there are any treasures in this kind of tomb, after all, it is a joint burial of eight people, if it is eight princes and generals, then needless to say, there must be treasures. What if there are eight poor brothers? No one can say for sure.

This kind of Taoist five elements gossip tomb god is at this point, the appearance can not see the identity of the tomb owner, plus the tomb according to the principle of Qimen Dunjia, like a labyrinth, so that many tomb robbers have been discouraged.

So this is not Qiao Wuye's warehouse, and it is very likely that he does not know that this is a cemetery, but what he is doing here is also a huge puzzle.

"Brother, let's go, it's scary......" The old cow dragged Lu Le and said softly.

"It's just a few coffins, what's there to be afraid of?"

The old cow has always been like a fierce Zhang Fei, why is he so unusually scared now? Lu Le's face was full of surprise.

"Do you know why the coffin protrudes from the ground up? It's the contents of the coffin that became the climate! Either you're about to ascend to heaven or you're about to become a zombie! ”

"It's not like we haven't dealt with zombies, why are you nervous?"

"This is no ordinary zombie, brother, haven't you heard a word? Hooligans are not scary, they are afraid that hooligans are educated. In the same way, we can deal with zombies, but a Daomen zombie is never easy to deal with, because it knows what tricks you use to deal with it! ”

"It's not necessarily a zombie, and we're not here to deal with it."

As soon as Lu Le finished speaking, he saw the two sentinels with bird-sized guns turn around, talking about something as they walked. They quickly squatted down and hid themselves in the middle of the stakes, their ears pricked up.

"It's fucking weird! When we came here that day, the southerner disappeared without explanation, and we stayed for a few days and nights, and we didn't have to sleep, and we didn't have to soak, and we were almost dying......"

"I heard that there is another deal tomorrow afternoon, and it is estimated that we will withdraw when it is done, so bear with me."

I'll go! That short bald man really set him up for Grandpa Lu! Lu Le was so angry that his teeth were itching, one with a big back and one with a fifth master Qiao, if I don't kill you two kings and eight calves, you won't know how many eyes Lord Ma has!