Early the next morning, Yang Erlame stood in the courtyard, holding a brass gong in his hand and the red-headed gong hammer in the other hand, and was about to strike, tilting his head to think, the place was not good, turned around and climbed onto the stone table in the center of the courtyard.

Clang! Just knock it.

"Wake up early, wake up early! Good health! Bring up the guys! The tomb is down! ”

After shouting two sentences and knocking a few times, I heard a burst of dissatisfied voices in the courtyard and the courtyard.

Yang Er's lame man smiled, a hidden dragon went to the ground, sat cross-legged on the stone table, and looked at the few old hats who poked their heads out around and the brothers in their hands who rubbed their eyes and bleached their eyes.

In fact, if you want to say that this Yang Er is lame, he hasn't slept well all night! When I heard that there was a big tomb in the mountains of Xichuan, I was anxious to die!

Soon, everyone was dressed properly and gathered in the courtyard, Yan Liang was also standing next to his father, whenever the Yang family had something important to say, it was this Yang Er's lame man who was holding the gong and shouting a few voices.

Seeing that everyone was all together, Yang Erlame put down the gong and hammer, and said, "Brothers! Now the world is not good, and the animals are rushing to have enough to eat, not to mention our people! My brother from afar has brought us joy! Today we will go to the Xichuan tomb for a while and get the treasure for silver! ”

The brothers below also echoed it one after another.

Yang Er's lame man nodded and smiled at the old hats from Xichuan: "Then brother, let's go?" After seeing those few people responding, Yang Erlame immediately asked his brothers to start preparing to go to the ancient tomb of Naxichuan to dig and explore treasures.

It is said that it took a lot of twists and turns to go to Xichuan and took a two-day boat.

As soon as this foot touched the ground of Xichuan, Yang Er's lame man vomited all over the ground.

Before he could stand up, out of nowhere, a few people in military uniforms suddenly jumped out of nowhere and buckled him backhand.

"His grandmother's! Who the hell dares to detain Lao Tzu! Yang Er was in a hurry, no matter how hard he struggled, he raised his eyes and saw that an officer with a pockmarked face was standing in front of him, smiling at him.

The brothers brought by Yang Erlame were all restrained by the people brought by this officer, but only the few old hats who came to Beijing stood aside like no one else, Yang Erlame knew that he had a plan, but it was too late! As soon as the officer gave the order, he pressed the column into the city.

When he walked into the military compound, the officer immediately ordered someone to untie Yang Er's cripple.

Yang Er's lame man had never suffered such anger, he looked at the officer-like pockmarked face, and said with a smile: "If you want to kill or chop, Lao Tzu doesn't blink his eyelids!" But please give it a good time! ”

I didn't know that the officer smiled and said to Yang Er's lameness: "I have heard that since ancient times, the ancient family's hair mound technique can understand the secret principles of the heavenly book, and can find the secret tomb in the mountains, how offended, please come and show the little brother the doorway!" ”

Yang Er's cripple heart was like a thousand hemps, and his brain was pondering over and over again.

It seems that this is a premeditated matter, if you clarify now that you are not Gu Shitong, you must not be able to escape, this trip is really unlucky, if you don't help this warlord, it is estimated that you will be established and corrected, pity yourself for this young baby under your knees, and then let people casually give a tomb robbery charge, it will also become the object of scolding by future generations.

This is a gang, I have a little bit of catty, and I will soon be exposed, but I have followed Gu Shitong a few times, I have never eaten pork and watched pigs run, and the military leader in front of me looks very shrewd, but I know very little about the front and back of the tomb, otherwise I can't design a big way to catch Gu Shitong.

If you don't get it right, you will miss the stuffing, and you will implicate Gu Ye, after sorting out his thoughts, Yang Er Lame decided to pretend to the end.

This officer also kept observing Yang Er's lame expression with his hands behind his back.

Yang Er sneered, and then his eyes were immediately sharp, he stared at this officer and the rank on his shoulder, and said, "I don't know which unit the military master belongs to?!" ”

The officer smiled: "Master Gu is polite, Wang Haituan of the fourth company of the 24th Squadron in Xia Qinnan!" ”

This is even if you know each other face-to-face.

Nothing else is enough.

So in the end, did this Yang Er's lame man help this Wang Haituan find the tomb or not? Not to mention, it's really covered.

I also rushed everyone to find the mountain first, but I didn't find the specific location, and I didn't dare to mess around, and I wanted to be heard by the villagers and reported to the central government, which was a dead end!

It is said that Yang Er's lame command to fight this first cannon was empty, so he pointed to the ground casually, but he didn't expect that this second cannon would really be rewarding.

A stone blue brick wall buried in the mountain wall was blasted out of a hole, and it was dark inside.

Wang Haituan has been playing with the gun in the back for a long time, when the first cannon is empty, he feels a little wrong, this folk pass the ancient world to the gods, how can he still shoot the empty cannon, he is looking for the second cannon to be empty, and he will give the "Gu Shitong" in front of him a shot.

Wang Haituan was happy when he saw this leak, he scratched his head with a gun, and Yang Erlame was stunned, but he had to do enough work on the surface, Yang Erlame cleared his throat: "This, let's go in!" ”

"Just get in?!" Wang Hai was stunned, he hadn't seen any hair mound technique yet, why did he go in! Wang Haituan looked at Yang Er's lame man with a puzzled expression.

"This is not an old tomb anymore, can the old tomb make you explode like this?" Yang Er's cripple explained.

Wang Haituan thought that it did make sense, and immediately let these military ruffians go to the tomb to find treasures.

In the next few years, Wang Haituan relied on Yang Erlame, who pretended to be my ancient uncle, and really found several large and small tombs, and I can't remember how much the treasure was worth or not, and Yan Liang has been growing up with Yang Erlame.

Sometimes Yang Er's cripple is also thinking: This is really his own life, God will help take advantage of it.

The last time, they went to a mountain village in northern Shaanxi.

The mountain village caught up with the drought, and the villagers complained bitterly, how could anyone give Wang Haituan directions, Wang Haituan was also in a hurry, so he was ready to kill chickens and pay respects, and he had to let these villagers see blood before they could speak.

This is going to do this, so let Yang Er cripple block it.

Yang Er's lame man means that the central government sent people to dig wells for the villagers, and the water in the mountain wells is sweet and easy to beat, so they have to go to the high mountains.

In fact, Yang Er's lame man is also talking nonsense, these villagers are not highly educated at first glance, and they are also masters who don't understand anything, be kind to yourself, and the aunt and uncle shouted, maybe they can get something.

To say that this Yang Er's cripple has shown his power in Wang Haituan's company, his status has been getting higher and higher, and Wang Haituan understands it, and it is also like this.

In the end, two village dolls were tricked into leading the way up the mountain for these military masters.

Yan Liang forgot what exactly this mountain is called and where it is, he only knows that the tomb in the mountain is very evil!

That night, the windy man from the valley felt a chill on his back.

Wang Haituan is not afraid, there can be nearly 100 people in this company, the cooking class, and the artillery team are quite complete, plus more than 20 brothers who have been following Yang Er's lame man from Beijing, these 120 people are afraid of him!

After reorganizing the team, they entered the mountain in a mighty way.

The eighteen bends of the mountain road, these people are confused by the left and right, Wang Haituan is in a hurry, and his human nature with a gun as an itching rake is as anxious as a horse monkey.

"I said you two were turning the gourd and shouting at grandpa, right?" Wang Haituan kicked on the butt of a dirt doll, and the dirt doll fell a big ass.

"Master Jun, where are you going, this highest mountain has passed, I don't think you said stop, I don't dare to stop!"

"The stinky boy still talks back!" Wang Haituan scolded and was about to kick over.

Yang Er crippled with a golden pipe in his mouth, helped the child up, patted the soil on the child's body, and then hooked the child's shoulder: "It's too fierce, it's too fierce, look at the baby, let's not go with him!" Yang Er's lame man smiled and took the child to the front, and the other earthen doll saw it and hurriedly followed.

Yang Er's lame man had a lot of eyes, he walked back in front, and his mouth didn't stop, he whispered to the child: "Doll, you tell my uncle that I am not a tomb under the mountain?" "You can't say it, you can't say it." The child shook his head while waving his hands.

Yang Er's lame man took out some of the things he usually chewed from his pocket to coax the child: "You have to say, this is yours!" ”

As soon as he saw this drought, he couldn't get enough to eat, and when he saw it, another child preemptively said, "I know, I know!" "Shh You tell me it's going to have to be, the big bad guy in the back, the big bad guy! Yang Er's cripple coaxed and handed the two children something to eat.

Yang Erlame learned that this mountain was a place where soldiers must fight, and how many heroic souls were buried, and it was rumored that there was a war at that time, and a general died in this ravine with a team of soldiers, and then some villagers returned to the village from the city at night, and often heard the shouting in this ravine and ravine, and the deafening sound of horses' hooves, saying that the general was unwilling to die, and this turned into a ghost with the soldiers in his hand to fight.

It is said that one year, a young man who returned to the village in the middle of the night walked in the valley of the Xichuan Mountains alone, and suddenly he heard the shouts in the valley that shook the sky, and the sound of "killing, killing, killing" was endless, the sound was like a flood of fierce beasts slapping the mountains everywhere, and it bounced to the back and then to the front of him, and the ground seemed to be trampled by thousands of troops and horses rushing in front of him, and the valley trembled for a while.

The young man was startled, and the shock and fear instantly spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body, and his legs were like nails, and he couldn't move.

The young man's mind was blank, his legs were weak, and his body fell down involuntarily, and he knelt directly on the rocky road at that time, making his knees red.

Suddenly, a cloud of fog rose around for no apparent reason.

He stared straight ahead, and vaguely saw a black shadow like a man walking towards him in the fog in front of him, the figure swayed, swayed, and swayed, and behind him it was like carrying a long fishing rod on his back, and there was a hat on his head, strange to say, although the figure was walking, it was not so far from the eye, but the shadow just didn't come closer.

I often hear the old people in the village say, this midnight, there is an extra evil in the valley, there is the ghost general's patrol of the mountain patrol all over the valley, I met, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing a few more times, if the mountain patrol ghost eats, you can let people go, otherwise you will definitely take people away.

The young man thought that he must have met the ghost master who was patrolling the mountain, so he immediately bent down and knocked his head on the ground with more than a dozen bangs.

When I looked up again, the figure was gone.

He felt the strength in his body ease again, he hurriedly got up, patted his trouser legs, and was about to run towards the village, when suddenly there was another rumbling shout in the valley.

White sweat broke out on the young man's head, and this time the shout was louder, impacting his cerebral cortex, directly into his heart, he was stunned for a while, he couldn't distinguish the southeast and northwest, covered his ears, ran two steps west and two steps east, and staggered forward.

The shouts were ahead, and the closer you got, the clearer you heard, accompanied by the sound of soldiers clashing.

The young man lay on the small slope, staring at the shadow of you rushing back and forth in the flying sand in front of him, and his soul flew away.

He touched his pee-soaked pants, looked around, and went into the cave behind him for the night.

It was a terrible night.

When he got up the next morning, he walked to the battlefield, and there was a cut in the soles of his straw sandals, and when he looked down, he saw that there were many pieces of silver, lumps of gold, and even small beads of fine quality that had broken threads, and were scattered in the sand, and there were other things that he could not name.

He hurriedly bent over the scorching sun, used his clothes as a bag, picked up a full bag, ran back to the village, and told the villagers the news.

As soon as everyone heard this, they immediately ran over with large bags of cloth and parcels, and picked up all the objects for a whole afternoon.

The villagers were so happy that they thought that they could make a fortune and sell it to the city house, and they didn't have to worry about food and clothing for most of the year.

But, weirdly.

The gold, silver, and jewels were gone overnight, and the next day they were all gone.

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The story in the mouth of the earth doll stopped like this, he looked back at the frowning Yang Er's cripple, and then reached out to ask for the ration.

Yang Er's cripple hadn't reacted yet, but he heard another earthen doll say, "Uncle, there!"

The hand of the earth doll is black, and the place where the finger is pointed, by the moonlight, seems to see a person standing at the end of the cliff, beckoning to himself....