"What are you doing?"

The dark clouds overhead condensed over Penglai Island, faintly thunder and lightning flashed, and suddenly covered most of the light, making the environment even more gloomy, like a terrifying and uninhabited ghost island.

In the distance, Alano's voice echoed across the islands in the sea, and the fat man finally bowed down under the pomegranate skirt and decided to help them get the Third Mirror.

I didn't have anything to say when I saw this, so I had to follow Xiaoya behind me.

Seeing that a large area of mercury liquid gradually multiplied from the place where the fat man had just fallen into his ankle, he had already concluded in his heart that his feet must be the entrance to Concubine Jin's tomb.

It's just that so much mercury is highly toxic, and even if you accidentally touch the skin, it can be life-threatening for a short time.

I took a closer look at the rest of the three.

"This mercury sealed tomb is untouchable, and the island is surrounded by the sea and is already yin on yin, and the ancient tomb must be full of resentment."

Even the fat man nodded in agreement, but he never thought that the American white face in front of him still gritted his teeth and insisted.

"Mr. Gan, you know how important the Third World Mirror is to me."

"I am willing to change the reward to 10 million, until I come out alive and well, the two of them will definitely have 5 million more in their accounts."

"That's enough for you and your daughter to have no worries for the rest of your life."

This time, I could see that the little white face of the United States in front of me had really made a bloody investment, and I couldn't help but be a little completely moved by this promise.

"In that case, I'll see if there are any other entrances elsewhere."

After avoiding the crowd, my mind was at a loss, I never thought that this guy would be so generous, but with the two million promised in advance, it was a total of seven million.

"I... If I had so much money, would Xiaoyue leave that rich Japanese businessman and go back... Come back to me. ”

My voice couldn't help but tremble, I had chosen to escape from reality since she left, until today such a strange thought popped into my head.

I turned back to the three of them and said something that even I couldn't believe.

"Lao Tzu wants you to give me and my brother 10 million each, otherwise this matter will not be discussed."

"Ganzi, what are you talking about?"

The fat man subconsciously glanced at Alano, but he didn't know why I, who had always been cautious and rational, would say such a thing.

This may be a bit of a spoiler of Alano's opinion of me and the fat man, but from the perspective of the inverted world.

There are no taboos for temporary price increases, how can there be so many rules and regulations, not to mention that this time I not only took my own risks, but also took advantage of Xiaoya behind me.

She is the only one person left in this world, what if I die Xiaoya?

"Okay, 20 million I want to get the real Third World Mirror!"

The little white face in front of me gritted his teeth and held on, At this moment, I blushed and didn't care about the fat man's feelings, but my mind was full of Xiao Yue's figure.

"Let's go!"

I lowered my head and blushed and sighed coldly, but I didn't know if it was the right thing to do, if only Wu Laogou was still alive.

He would definitely pat me on the shoulder and squint at me with that lewd expression.

"My godson is doing well, if my godfather is my godfather, I will definitely ask for another 10 million, what are you waiting for if you don't kill them at this time."

In ancient times, some of the larger princely tombs were generally watered with iron juice, and when they were solidified, they would be impermeable to the wind.

However, some people in later generations believed that iron belonged to yin, and too many bronze and iron tools would change the feng shui of the tomb, so more evolved into mercury and quicksand.

The most important thing for mercury tomb protection is to ensure that it can reduce volatilization and make its effect last for thousands of years.

It is rumored that three tons of unpurified mercury compounds were used in the construction of the tomb of King Huai in Nanjun, and an underground channel was built on the periphery of the tomb for flowing.

It was also mixed with various volatile poisons, so that the tomb robbers could not dodge in the cave and died if they touched it.

But the most terrible thing is not mercury, but quicksand tombs.

I thought that after searching for the Third Mirror this time, I would never touch the ancient tomb again for the rest of my life, let alone the most dangerous quicksand trap.

I never thought that the fat man and I had just dug a hole not far from the mercury pool, and the flowing yellow sand below was frantically flooding our ankles, and the more we struggled, the more difficult it was to extricate ourselves.

"Run, leave me alone."

I stood in the trap and watched my body gradually submerged in the yellow sand, and in an instant I was at the waist and abdomen.

At the critical moment, the fat man actually stretched out his hand and used a thousand forces to fish me up from the yellow sand trap.

Looking at the blue tendons on the top of his head and his bloodshot eyes, he only felt that he had no regrets about being a brother and friend in this life.

"At the beginning, my master also encountered this kind of quicksand tomb, and his warning to me was to hide if I can."

Thousands of tons of sand and gravel are taken from the sea, and then used Dading to keep stir-frying and store them in the trap door of the organ, and ordinary tomb robbers can only be stuffed alive if they accidentally fall into it.

This kind of expensive work is definitely not something that ordinary tomb owners can do, so my master's advice to me at the beginning was to hide as far as I wanted.

Don't lose your life for the love of treasure.

The fat man looked down at the rolling yellow sand in the thief hole under his feet, and his heart seemed to be contemplative.

Seeing that time was pressing, I immediately asked, "Then did your master and his old man say any way to crack it?" ”

The fat man suddenly woke up, as if he had remembered something.

"Yes!"

"Use cement or lower the tube, and finally clean all the sand in the tube."

I said in my heart that where to get cement and white ash on this desperate ghost island, it seems that there is only the second way to work.

There are many green bamboos growing in the deep part of the island, and the fat man and I picked the thickest ones and split them vertically, and finally weaved them into the shape of a long vertical bamboo basket.

After doing all this, it was almost evening, and when I poked the bamboo basket into the hole with a nervous heart, I really resisted the trend of the quicksand sliding.

Although this method is feasible, it cannot last long, and if a bamboo breaks, it will eventually be buried alive by quicksand.

The fat man wielded a folding pickaxe and continued to dig down the hole, and with every inch of digging I would continue the basket down to the next inch.

Until the fat man finally came into contact with the blue bricks for the construction of the ancient tomb, the little white face couldn't help but jump in with one arm.

In the end, I handed Xiaoya to Alano and asked her to be in charge of guarding the periphery, after all, this is also what the fat man meant.

Compared to whether Alano can be trusted, I am even less likely to choose to let my daughter risk being buried alive in the grave with me.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoya stopped crying immediately when she arrived in Alano's arms, and was watching her father enter the tomb little by little with wide eyes.

The environment below was even more complicated than I had imagined, and after priing open the blue bricks of the ancient tomb, the darkness that could not be reached in front of me was accompanied by gusts of gloomy wind.

The little white face beside him was pale, and the cross in his hand kept muttering things like "My lord Amen God".

I said in my heart that this guy was probably frightened after arriving at the tomb, and there must be no less than 10,000 craftsmen mobilized for such a large-scale mausoleum, and the final outcome must be a complete slaughter in order to keep secrets.

If there were really ghosts in the tomb, then the moment you opened the tomb door, the ghosts that had wandered in the tomb for thousands of years would have scared you to death.