After breakfast, the four of them brought food and drinks, and walked along the mountain path to the cemetery of the Lingnan King ten miles away, because there were several cliffs and cliffs on the way, and there were not many tourists, so there was no road, maybe the cost was too high, right?

However, a winding mountain road was built and paved with cement, and it was barely accessible by three-wheeled motorcycle.

"Brother Guan! Shall we have a samadhi? This will get you to your destination faster! ”

But Chizi said: "Since we are tourists, we have to walk forward slowly, and we can enjoy the scenery along the way?" ”

"It's cool, the air is fresh in the morning, it's a good time for a walk!"

Guo Xiaomei is also in favor of walking, girls in the countryside have strong legs and feet, agile limbs, and walking with bare hands, which is their strength, and people are not so squeamish.

Fortunately, the road is wide, in addition to the motorcycle, there is a narrow sidewalk, called the "green channel", shaded by the sun, but also very cool.

When the four people came to the vicinity of the Lingnan Tomb, they sighed, this is indeed a treasure land of feng shui, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the scenery is beautiful, the environment is beautiful, the breeze is gusting, the water is murmuring, and the fairyland on earth is ah!

But see that surrounded by mountains on all sides, there is a small hillside covering an area of hundreds of acres, the main mausoleum is built on the top of the mountain, and there are more than ten auxiliary mausoleums built around, which is specially used to deal with tomb robbers.

Because only in this way can the world not know where the real tomb is.

Pan Jinlong said: "I heard that the construction of this tomb group, it took ten years, the original designers and construction workers, all buried in the ground, none of them were spared, even his descendants, do not know the main tomb, in the end under that cemetery, this treacherous person, even his own children and grandchildren can not believe, and hundreds of migrant workers, for his burial, it is really unreasonable!" ”

"In this mountain surrounded by mountains, it should be his princess and descendants who are buried, right?" Akako asked.

Pan Jinhu said: "Everyone is like this, but the real situation is only known by God and the king of Lingnan himself!" ”

Chizi followed behind the tourists, and observed in detail the tombs of the Lingnan kings and the cemeteries on the four mountains, only the tombs of the Lingnan kings have not yet been robbed by tomb robbers, but the cemeteries on the four mountains have long been dug up by them beyond recognition.

This group of tomb robbers, who specialize in digging mountain graves and destroying the bones of their ancestors, are not afraid of retribution in the future, and after death, they will be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell, and they will never be able to turn over, be tortured, and suffer from sawing meat?

But this is also an untold legend, death is dead, what else is the myth of going to heaven and going to hell?

The four of them went back to the town, had dinner, entered the inn, took a hot bath, and then lay down in bed and slept for a long time, and they were all a little tired after a day of walking.

In the middle of the night, in the direction of the north of the town, there was a fierce gunshot, accompanied by the sound of explosions, which was deafening, and the young man saw the two brothers, Pan Jinlong and Pan Jinhu, curled up in the bed, covering their ears with their hands, shivering.

He asked sarcastically: "Is Dapo Town so fun, do you want to come back in the future?" ”

"In the future, even if you beat me to death, you won't dare to take this risk, who would dare to do anything to lose your life?" Pan Jinlong said in horror.

Chizi said: "When chasing robbers in the big forest, I once used an AK47 to beat a gunman into a sieve, and a stream of blood gushed out from every bullet hole. ”

"It's scared to death, is it fun?" Pan Jinhu said.

At dawn, the two brothers had already packed their luggage and were about to go home, and when Guo Xiaomei came over after washing, the naked son asked, "Little sister! After last night's fright, the two Pan brothers are about to quit halfway, what about you? ”

"As long as Brother Guan dares to stay in Dapo Town, I will dare!" Guo Xiaomei's attitude is very resolute.

Pan Jinlong persuaded: "Let's go back, right?" Not only can't I help Brother Guan here, but I also want him to worry about us, it's not worth it! ”

"If you want to go, I'll stay with Brother Guan and see how he deals with tomb robbers!" Guo Xiaomei said.

Akako said: "Sister! You'd better go back with them, right? I can't protect you from this rain of bullets, and when these crooked characters are cleared, I'll go back to the village to find you! ”

"Then you have to be careful, bullets don't grow eyes!"

In fact, when she heard the gunshots and explosions last night, she was also frightened.

It's just that she thinks that Brother Guan lives next door, and he will definitely help at the critical moment, and besides, she can't admit it in front of him, and if there is a little risk in the future, she won't take her out.

Chizi smiled: "Bullets don't have eyes, but I can have eyes!" Seeing bullets flying, can't I hide? ”

"Wait until you see it and flash again, but it's too late!"

Guo Xiaomei saw that she was calm and calm, talking and laughing, so she put her mind at ease.

After sending the three people away, Chizi immediately came to the scene to understand the situation and see which group of people did it?

When he came to the scene, he found that it was indeed two groups of crooked characters fighting, five people were shot and killed each, and there was a man about fifty years old next to him.

Chizi took a look from afar and found that the man turned out to be the stall owner who set up a stall in the alley the afternoon before yesterday, and lost his life for the underground cultural relics transaction of more than 500,000 yuan.

The stall owner is called Song Ercai, a native of Dapo Town, who used to make money by setting up stalls, and bought trinkets cheaply from the hands of some local tomb robbers, such as some rich people's funeral goods, jade bracelets, jade rings, jade pendants and other trinkets, bought at a price of about 100 yuan, and when you meet people who know the goods, you can sell them for one or two thousand yuan, a million profits!

This time, he bought a pair of vases fired in the official kiln for 200,000 yuan, which should be the funeral goods of the princess in the tombs of the Lingnan kings, and the fine products of the Ming Dynasty!

When he came out as soon as possible, he constantly changed the location of the stall on the town street to attract large buyers of cultural relics, but when he set up a stall in the alley, he was broken by the naked man, thinking that it was a plainclothes policeman, and quickly fled the scene.

After returning home, he fidgeted, as if he had picked up a hot potato, and he couldn't throw it away, and he didn't throw it away, always thinking that if he was searched by the police, not only would 200,000 yuan of goods be confiscated, but he would also be imprisoned.

At this time, there happened to be a regular customer who came to look for goods, and after some bargaining, he made a deal with 500,000 yuan, and after receiving the deposit, he made an appointment with the delivery location.