(Recommended reading: Xiao Yi fulfilled his promise, thousands of surrendered bandits, who wanted to return to their hometowns to farm, each of them was given two bags of rice and ten yuan of settling-in allowance, and then eliminated some old, weak, sick and disabled, after some rectification, finally got a full 3,000 people, Xiao Yi organized these people into a separate battalion, and handed them over to the weasel to lead, which can be regarded as making the best use of people!

"Thank you for the general's cultivation, even if your subordinates are full of liver and brain, you have to repay the kindness of your acquaintance!" The yellow squirrel knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately, he never thought that Xiao Yi would use him so much, forming a battalion of his own, commanding three thousand men and horses, and they were all old troops that he was familiar with, this was no different from letting him sit on the big leader of Mangdang Mountain!

"Okay, be faithful, and a great future is still ahead!" Xiao Yat patted the weasel on the shoulder to show encouragement, let him command these bandits, not only can take the role of reassuring people's hearts, but also set an example, as long as you are willing to do things faithfully, no matter what your background, this general will be reused.

At this time, the soldier in charge of cleaning the battlefield carried Zhu Yidao's body over, the eyes full of unwillingness had not been closed, but there was no brilliance, his hands were slightly clenched together, as if he wanted to catch something before he died, whether it was the emperor or the general or the thief and grass Kou, it was actually the same before he died, and it was summed up in nine words, 'I can't let it go, I can't give it up, I'm unwilling!' ’

"Anyway, he is also the big leader of Mangdang Mountain, why don't you have a pig-killing knife in your waist!" At this time, Xiao Yi found something interesting, reached out and pulled a pig-killing knife from the corpse, and played with curiosity.

"Back to the general's words, Zhu Yidao was originally born as a butcher, and this pig-killing knife is the guy he eats, it is said that he has used it for many years, and his feelings are deep, and he usually doesn't leave his body for a moment, and he even has to hold it in his arms when he sleeps!" The yellow squirrel hurriedly explained on the side, he often saw Zhu Yidao playing with the knife in his arms, and it seemed that as long as the knife was in him, he was very relieved.

"And this kind of thing? It's really the biggest in the world, and there are no surprises! ”

Put the knife in front of him, Xiao Yi carefully observed, the one-and-a-half-foot-long knife body is made of the most ordinary white pig iron, at first glance, it is the product of a folk workshop, the level is very average, the cutting edge is seriously worn, and it is about to be scrapped, but it is the handle of the knife, smooth and delicate, full of sweat stains left after playing, it seems that Zhu Yidao really likes this knife!

I didn't see any problems, Xiao Yi waved his hand a few times and was ready to throw it away, this kind of broken thing he didn't look down on, compared to the 'greedy wolf knife', it was simply the difference between the stubborn stone and Mount Tai.

But just after waving it twice, Xiao Yi's eyes lit up, and the feel was completely wrong.

As a person who fights on the battlefield all the year round, Xiao Yi has a very high sensitivity to the blade, no matter what kind of weapon, as long as you get started, you can immediately feel the good or bad, the knife is known as the hero of a hundred soldiers, the emphasis is on one knife and two cuts, go to lightning quickly, and if you want to control a knife, the most important thing is not the blade, but the handle, that is, the center of gravity, in order to move the center of gravity back and facilitate control, many veterans will use pure copper to build the handle, and some will also fill it with lead, in order to increase the weight.

However, this knife, the center of gravity is all on the tip of the knife in front, and it floats violently when chopping, and it is extremely difficult to use; Then there is only one explanation, the handle is hollow.

"Looks like you might have discovered a big secret?" Xiao Yi casually put the pig-killing knife in his arms, and planned to study it well after he went back, as for Zhu Yidao's corpse, find a sunny hillside and bury it; After all, people don't hold grudges when they die, and besides, people are likely to leave a big gift for Xiao Yi, isn't it!

Early the next morning, Xiao Yi led the men and horses into the Mangdang Mountains, although the thieves were subdued, but the thieves' nests were still there, there were some things that needed to be received, and some things that needed to be discovered.

Along the way, the yellow squirrel naturally acted as a guide, and Xiao Yat took the opportunity to enjoy a free tour, and there was a special narrator!

"General, please see, Mangdang Mountain is known as having 36 dangerous peaks, 72 cliffs, not only the scenery is beautiful, but also the treasure of the hidden dragon and the Crouching Tiger, it is said that there is also a dragon vein hidden in it, the original Han Gaozu Liu Bang was the dragon gas here, to achieve the great cause of the emperor; In addition, the tomb of Liu Wu, the king of Liangxiao, is also hidden among these mountains, occupying the spirit of the mountains and rivers! ”

As soon as he talked about the mausoleum, the yellow squirrel couldn't help rubbing his hands, his occupational disease was committed again, as a tomb robber, the biggest wish in his life is to steal a big tomb, and the tomb of King Liang Xiao is definitely the top existence.

'Rich rival country' is to describe a person who is particularly rich, but these four words are used in Liu Wu, the king of Liang Xiao, because he really has a kingdom, in Yanzhou, a fief of more than 300 miles in length and breadth, and it is also full of rich land, which can be called the first feudal country of the Han Dynasty.

"According to the rumors of the predecessors of the tomb robbers, the property in the tomb of King Liang Xiao is enough for a million troops to eat for several years, and it is known as the shocking wealth!"

"Shocking rich? Has the tomb of King Liang Xiao not been stolen? "Xiao Yi was very obsessed with tomb robbery for a period of time in his previous life, especially the golden captain in the ghost blowing lamp, he was very worshipful, and now he listened to what the tomb robbery expert Huang Rat said interestingly, and he couldn't help but ask.

"My general, if you want to steal the tomb of King Liang Xiao, it is difficult to climb to the sky!" Seeing that Xiao Yi was interested, the yellow squirrel also came to the spirit, although his martial arts are scarce, but in the field of tomb robbing, he is definitely an authoritative existence, "The mountains in Mangdang Mountain are undulating, and there are many ravines like cow hair, who knows what mountain this tomb is hidden in?" Besides, even if you find a cemetery, it's useless, the Han system is 'digging a mountain for a mausoleum', in other words, a mountain is a mausoleum, a mausoleum is a mountain, and there are only two ways to steal such a tomb.

The first is to mobilize hundreds of thousands of troops to forcibly dig up the mountain and break it from the outside, which is not only time-consuming and laborious, but also may not be successful......

When Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, invaded Guanzhong, he had forcibly excavated the Lishan Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, and the result was that the 400,000 army, dug for a few months, and only dug up a few accompanying tombs, and even the edge of the main tomb was not touched, at that time, some people estimated that unless they dug for another ten years, they would not want to disturb the first emperor's sleep, which shows how difficult it is to rob the tomb! ”

"What's the other way?" Xiao Yi is very excited to be able to exchange experience with a tomb robber in person, if it is possible, he wants to be a captain who touches gold, to satisfy his dream of adventurous youth, but unfortunately, this official position does not seem to have appeared yet, in history it is Cao Cao's name of 'Faqiu Zhonglang General, Touch Jin Captain', I don't know if his inspiration has appeared now, do you want to push it yourself?

It's exciting to think about it, writing history can't catch up with creating history by yourself!

"Another way is to find the tomb entrance of the mausoleum, no matter how hard the turtle shell is, there are flaws, and the tomb crossing is the only key point of the mausoleum, but people who repair the tomb are not stupid, and they will never let people easily find the tomb.

The yellow squirrel sighed, in fact, since ancient times, the tomb repairer and the tomb robber are the same brothers, learn the same Book of Changes, see the same feng shui, the difference is that one to the mausoleum keeper self-style, everyone praises, one specializes in robbing the tomb for a living, people see people scolding, unfortunately, he belongs to the latter!

"The rule of repairing the mausoleum is that when the 'broken dragon stone' is finally falling, first drive the harem concubines who accompany the burial in, seal the inner door, and then drive the craftsmen who repair the mausoleum into it, seal the outer door, and finally all the soldiers who are responsible for sealing the door are executed, completely killing all the knowledge**, so that even if someone can find the location of the mausoleum, they can't find the location of the tomb, which is foolproof!"

The yellow squirrel shook his head, it had also stolen some cemeteries of dignitaries and dignitaries, and had seen the tragic situation in the burial chamber with his own eyes, those martyrs who were imprisoned in the grave, either starved to death, or suffocated to death, before dying, these people would experience hellish pain, the walls were full of scratches from these people, because they couldn't breathe, they would even scratch their throats, it was really miserable!

The most pitiful thing is that it is said that the souls of the martyrs who die like this will be trapped in the mausoleum forever, acting as the grave keepers of the dark world, and they will never be able to live beyond their lives!

"Huh! There is no immortal emperor in this world, and similarly, there is no mausoleum that cannot be dug up! Finally, Xiao Yat concluded his speech.

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Zhu Yidao is worthy of being the big leader for more than 20 years, his family is rich, on the Fairy Peak, after some searching, people found a large number of belongings in the cellar of the back mountain, and the amount was so large that Xiao Yi was startled, "Why are you still a thief when you have so much money?" How nice it is to find a random place to be a rich man! ”

As for the bandit leaders who had just surrendered, they scolded in their hearts, scolding Zhu for being stingy, so much money was enough for the brothers on the mountain to eat for a few years, but this guy didn't pull out a dime, but instead took everyone to the mountain to rob the officials and soldiers, and finally put his own life into it, he really deserved to be a small pork trader, and he would rather give up his life than his wealth!

That night, after being full of wine and food, Xiao Yi stayed in the cave of Fairy Peak, leaned on the wide stone chair covered with tiger skin, and then cocked Erlang's legs, a wine bowl in one hand and a leg of mutton in the other......

The rest of the soldiers are stationed on their own hills, and he is going to stay here for a few days, plan the garrison situation of Mangdang Mountain, and completely control this strategic place in his own hands.

At night, Xiao Yi took out the pig-killing knife and pondered it carefully, the handle made of pine wood had been touched very smooth, and even the lines on it were clear and thorough, which showed how diligent Zhu Yidao was before his death......

"Since it's played with a lot, there will definitely be traces left!" Xiao Yi closed his eyes slightly, gently touched the lines on the wooden handle with his fingers, groped little by little, and suddenly twisted his hands like lightning, and there was a soft 'click', and the handle opened!

"Haha! As I expected, it's hollow inside! The bandit leaders in fantasy stories often leave some of the most precious things, I don't know what this Zhu Yidao left for me, but don't let my brother down! ”

With a slight shake, a roll of silk fell out of the hilt...... wow! Could it be a treasure map?

Xiao Yi hurriedly opened it and took a closer look, but he was a little disappointed, the area of the silk was not large, and it was slightly yellow, and it looked a little old; However, there is no introduction to the treasure on it, nor is there any gold ingots or anything like that, not even a map, it is full of strange lines and symbols, and it is so disorganized that you can't tell what it is!

However, in the corner of the silk silk is embroidered with a few lines of small characters, all of which are beautiful palace plum blossom writings, when in Wohu Mountain, Xiao Yi and the old Tao also studied for a few days, so it is recognizable, it is very simple, it is four sentences ~~

Pan Shou looked west at Chang'an,

Temporarily retract the scales and claws lying in the abyss,

Just waiting for the gathering of the wind and clouds,

Nine days of snake turning into a dragon!

There is no signature, no signature, I don't know who did it.

Although it is only a short four-sentence poem, Xiao Yi still feels a king's spirit from between the lines, so bold and domineering! Comparing himself with a snake, and dreaming that one day he can fly and turn into a dragon, the dragon is the symbol of the emperor, and the snake that can turn into a dragon must at least be a prince!

is also a strong prince who almost ascended to the throne and flew for nine days, because there is still a faint resentment in this poem, and he seems to regret that he failed to complete the ultimate leap.

"Someone, call me the weasels!" Xiao Yi has a problem, he can't sleep if he has doubts in his heart, anyway, he has nothing to do at night, so he simply called the weasel, the tomb robber master, over to discuss, although he didn't know what this silk was, but Xiao Yi had a feeling that this was by no means an ordinary thing.

"Your subordinates, see the general!" Hearing Xiao Yi's summons, the weasel didn't even get dressed, and came running in a sheepskin coat.

"What do you see what this is?" Xiao Yi handed over the silk, let the experts study these things!

"Ahh Ghost text? How could there be such a thing? With the torch in the cave, the yellow squirrel just glanced at the silk, and the whole person jumped up, carefully took it in his hand, and looked excited, it seemed that he had really picked up a treasure!

"What is a ghost text?"

"General Hui, the ghost text is used to record the text of the world of the dead, and to be more precise, it is to describe the things in the mausoleum, the combination of these lines is the terrain and internal structure around the mausoleum, and those symbols are used to mark the traps and traps, with this map, you can open the door to the world of the dead, this is a priceless treasure in the eyes of tomb robbers!"

"I wonder where the general got this ghost text?" While gesturing the lines on the silk with his hand, the yellow squirrel asked suspiciously, such a treasure, even he, a professional tomb robber, has never seen it a few times, and as for such a fine design, this is at least a 'ghost text' of the royal tomb.

"This is it!" Xiao Yi shook the pig-killing knife in his hand, but he didn't expect to leave a big treasure, "Weasel, can you tell that this is the picture of that mausoleum?" ”

"Looking at the records, it should be the mausoleum of Liu Wu, the king of Liangxiao!" The flesh on the weasel's face is jumping, shocking wealth, "General, let's send it!" ”

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