"Meng Yao! Brother Chang! Where are you?! …… Ahh Bastard! ”

Wu Bucheng shouted frantically, he didn't know what was going on, Zhao Mengyao and Chang Youwei were gone, and in front of him were those corpses, they were all alive!

One by one, the white skeletons were paired with skulls, and they used a strange posture that only they could do to kill Wu Bucheng.

It's scary, it's really scary, but Wu Bucheng is not an ordinary person, he has to be empty.

If it is empty, how can it give rise to fear?

When Wu Bucheng saw these skeletons, he thought of a sentence from his ancestor back then, red powder is skeletons, then, it can also be reversed, skeletons are red powder, very good, these things are nothing.

So, go in, put out the palms, rejoice that the arhats raise their hands to celebrate, twist their bodies, push their elbows, and meditate on the arhats into bliss.

The subtle moves in the Demon Suppression Arhat Fist were constantly played by Wu Bucheng, and these skeletons shattered and fell to the ground one after another.

Originally, Wu Cheng was not a martial artist, and he had no thought in his heart, and it was no better to deal with these skeleton monsters, but these skeletons ......

Even after being shattered, you can still stand up!

It's really weird, originally these skeleton monsters were dead things, and it was strange to be able to come alive and move again, but Wu Cheng's punches and kicks are all real kung fu, that's hit, not to mention that these dead things are already skeletons that have been dead for decades, even if they are good people, it is inevitable that the bones and tendons will be broken, but these guys can recover quickly, just like ......

With a bang, Wu Bucheng raised his elbow and struck the head of a skeleton monster away, but this guy could still move and was still moving forward.

Needless to say, with another move, he crossed the river and walked, kicking the sternum of the skeleton with one kick, and breaking the back spine, but this guy was still crawling, and he still had to ......

Hey, I'm also confused, they're all dead things, how can they fight themselves, how can they die?

What to do?!

At this time, Wu Bucheng was really embarrassed, and he couldn't find Zhao Mengyao and Chang Youwei, not to mention, these skeleton monsters were still entangled, and besides, these skeletons, they ......

On their own back road, there are more and more skeletons!

Is this a trap?

When I first came down, I just thought that these skeletons were bones, and no one came to clean up the bones, and that's it, but now, when I walked to this fence-like door, these skeletons came to life, so of course it was all them on the back road.

No wonder no one came to clean up these bones, I guess they just can't clean up.

So now......

Forward!

With a slam of the hand, Wu Bucheng repelled the skeletons surrounding him, and then he flew into the fence gate.

It was originally a dark place, and I couldn't see it clearly, but fortunately, Wu Bucheng had good martial arts, excellent eyesight, and he could see things in the dark, although there was some impact, but it was ......

There are still a lot of skeletons!

Hey!

Wu Bucheng simply made the first move this time, and slapped one of the bones that had not yet moved.

With a bang, there was a strange burst of flying ash, it turned out that these bones were too old, they were already powdered, if no one moved, maybe there was still the original shape, but as long as they touched it slightly, it would be over.

Wu Bucheng thought about it, and he immediately understood.

These bones should be the soldiers or craftsmen of the Eastern Wu of the Three Kingdoms, and the age of their death is too long, more than a thousand years, so that nothing can hold up, even hard bones.

These are not just tomb robbers can think of them, and knowing this, Wu Bucheng can't help but be a little complacent about the choice he just made, it seems that it is still right to go here.

So go on...... Still moving forward!

After all, Wu Bucheng had the experience of robbing the tomb before, and the tomb of the Empress Dowager Xiao was already very powerful, and there were many organs along the way, and everyone suffered heavy losses.

And the tomb in front of me is very different, there is no mechanism This is a point, but this, when planning before, Chang Youwei has already said that if a tomb is pre-Qin, then no matter how powerful it is, how exquisite it was built back then, then today, there will be no mechanism.

Time will wear everything away, not even the most ingenious mechanism.

Therefore, the organ was not encountered, but Wu Bucheng felt that if he went forward, he might be able to have an exit, and Wu Bucheng did not forget the experience in the tomb of the Empress Dowager Xiao.

Forward, forward, it is a black hole, and Wu Bucheng is not afraid, at least he didn't encounter any active skeletons along the way.

"This ...... This thing ......"

I don't know how far I went, and I don't even know if it's up or down, but something appeared in front of Wu Bucheng's eyes.

A stele, a stele, but it looks relatively high, at least one zhang, such a stele should not be a tombstone, it seems to be a bit like the wordless stele in the tomb of Empress Dowager Xiao.

What about this monument...... Pre-Qin?

Wu Bucheng couldn't help but be extremely curious, Chang Youwei had said before, the tomb of the pre-Qin Dynasty, the organ was definitely useless, so would there be any problems with this monument?

However, I really want to see it, especially when I think about it, there shouldn't be any mechanism.

"No matter!" Simply, Wu Bucheng is still very straightforward, and stepped forward.

It's not good if it's not closer, after all, it's in the dark, and it's also the tomb of the pre-Qin, ......

At first glance, what Wu Bucheng saw was something like a tadpole, this should be the pre-Qin script, these words are too old, I'm afraid I can't understand them, so ......

A little disappointed, indeed very disappointed, after all, I came to this tomb, and finally met a good thing, and I still can't understand it, this ......

Wait a minute!

I don't know why, all of a sudden, Wu Bucheng seemed to be blessed to his heart, and the words on the stone tablet seemed to be alive, and he could understand it.

The tadpole inscription on this stele means......

Hate!

Hate!

Hate!

For a moment, as if I had felt at the gate of the fence before, a powerful, inexplicable, and terrifying hatred rushed straight to my head.

"Hiss~" Wu Bucheng was originally empty, although it seems that he is not as empty as he was back then, but he is not an ordinary person, but now that this powerful hatred has come up, he seems to be not himself.

Could it be ......

Right now!

"Hahaha...... Do you still want to hate me?! ”

Wu Bucheng's head suddenly sounded another voice, it was the voice of a tyrannical black dragon.

……

On the Yellow Crane Tower, dozens of scholars are pointing to the riverside, and everyone has their own opinions on what is happening in the river.

"Everyone! This incident is obviously the responsibility of the shipwright, how can it sail in the river like this? So many ships have come to a pile, which is obviously brewed by poor shipwrights. ”

Xiao Sheng has a different opinion, it is obvious that these boats are a little strange, just say that the fire incident that happened later, what is clear is that someone installed some bad things, how can they install firecrackers? Now there is still some time before the Chinese New Year, and won't the firecrackers be over when they encounter water? ”

"No, no, no, the firecrackers, it's ridiculous to see, the boat is to transport things, and the firecrackers are that thing, and if the firecrackers are not allowed on the ship, but just to avoid fire, isn't this because of choking? Could it be that the firecrackers produced on the south bank can't cross the river? Shall not the people of the north use it? ”

"This ...... That's not exactly what it means, but since you want to load firecrackers on ships, you should be more careful. ”

"You have a point, but how can you be careful?!"

A scholar is a scholar, he is full of economy, and he has a lot of talent in his belly, and he can tell so many truths in such a scene and the fire in the river.

Tang Xianglong has been listening, he is listening and listening, it is really ......

"Hahaha......"

I really can't help but laugh, it's so funny and talented.

At this moment, someone really couldn't help it. 、

"You scholars! How do you know what's the use of judging these things? Why don't you think about how to put out the fire! ”

The voice is crisp, but it is a woman, she is Tang Xianglong's daughter Tang Xin.

Originally, in the way of a saint, this kind of poetry meeting should not let her daughter come, but Tang Xianglong had the will to die before, and her daughter has always carried it, so what can be done now not to let her come to listen to it?

Just look at it, forget it if you dress up as a man, you can listen to it.

It's a big concession, but right now......

I can't help it.

The scholars naturally launched a counterattack immediately, and gave a few words to Tang Xin, but some people are smart enough to guess who this girl is, so there is something different in their eyes.

However, not long after, suddenly a scholar shouted: "Look at the river!" ”

"That...... Hey?! ”

The scholars stopped arguing with Tang Xin all of a sudden, and all turned to the river, because there was a person crossing the river.

This person, barefoot and watery, is like a fairy Lingbo, and even both, this woman is dressed in a single body, only covered with a green veil......