Chapter Forty-Eight: The Old Tomb Bamboo Slips
This tomb is really fast, and it can avoid big tree obstacles, so I just like riding a horse, holding on to a shovel, and he pulls me all the way to gallop!
After a while, we went down this hill, but the "swishing" of this tomb has not slowed down, I am actually a little worried, first, I don't know if the grave under the grave that took me to run is a turtle, and second, where is it going to take me? I just met with the Seven Wolves, and I just met the old man with toad eyes, and I still have a lot of business to do!!
I was regretting why I had to ride up, this kung fu, the tomb bag suddenly accelerated again, rushed left and right, faster and faster, and I was about to vomit.
After about ten minutes, I was taken to a clearing and stopped, and my front leaned, and the strong inertia caused me to roll from above.
After turning over a few heels on the ground, I slowly got up and looked, yes, there was indeed a huge turtle under this grave bag!!
Its limbs were gray, the mouth of the bowl was so thick, and its big black eyes stared at me sneaky, maybe he was also blindfolded, and he didn't understand where I came from.
The flat shell of the turtle is more than a meter wide, and after running so far, the grave bag on the turtle shell is still largely intact except for some falling off around it.
The big turtle may have been tired, and looked at me vigilantly for a while, but did not run again, retracted its head and limbs, and did not move!
I sat on the ground and looked around me, thinking about the next way out, I had just swaggered away on the grave bag, and it would not be long before the old man with toad eyes and the seven wolves would surely chase after me.
I turned my head to look at the turtle again, and after making sure it wasn't biting, I slowly pulled out the shovel from above. The legend of the old man in Yuhuan is still echoing in his ears, this big turtle is like a small motorcycle, running faster than a rabbit, it must be a tomb turtle, right?
If he is a tomb turtle, according to legend, the grave bag on his back now is the tomb of the old man in Yuhuan!
I was suddenly a little excited, the reason why the old man of Yuhuan was able to live to be three hundred years old was because of that jade ring.
But the legend is the same thing, just like the story in it, there are more nonsense elements, not to mention whether Yuhuan can live forever, after all, the Western Han Dynasty has been more than 2,000 years ago, and whether there is this thing in the tomb is two words.
I never do anything illegal, I thought to myself that it was just such a tomb bag, and it was not an imperial tomb, so it should not be considered a tomb robbery. And I'm not trying to get rich, since the old man with toad eyes wants to get the jade ring so much, I take him out, no matter when I face him, I can be regarded as having a weight!
After thinking about it, I gently waved the shovel in my hand, slowed down as much as possible, and slowly cut the soil from the grave on the turtle shell.
It's no wonder that along the way, the grave bag can be intact, this soil is actually the same as cement, unusually strong!
I picked up a few shovels and didn't pick them up, took a deep breath, and began to work hard from all sides.
The big turtle of this grave may be asleep, I worked cautiously for half an hour, and I didn't see it move, tired and sweaty, and finally dug through a hole, I was overjoyed, and began to turn around along this opening, gradually expanding the range, after a while, this old grave buried in the turtle shell, finally let me see the light of day!
The grave was opened, revealing a black coffin, and I was about to pry it with a shovel when a shout came from behind me:
"Don't move!"
I was startled, turned my head and looked, it was the hunting seven wolves staggered over, I almost didn't recognize him, he seemed to have experienced a vicious battle, his face was pale and his clothes were in tatters, and there was blood all over his body, he barely ran to my side, after all, his physical strength was exhausted, and he suddenly fell down with a "plop".
I hurriedly went over to help him up, glanced back, made sure that no one was chasing him, and asked in a panic:
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
The Seven Wolves wiped the blood from their faces, and said in a dull voice:
"It's okay, that gang dug up a brute on the mountain and caused some trouble!"
Dig up a brute?
I repeated, and suddenly remembered that just before I went down the mountain, I seemed to hear someone digging up a big turtle, so I asked:
"Is it a tortoise?"
The Seven Wolves shook their heads.
"It just looks like it, but it's actually a turtleback snake!"
I've never heard of a turtleback snake, but seeing the wounds on the seven wolves, I guessed that this thing must be very powerful. I thought he was fighting with the toad-eyed old man's people, so it seems that even the seven wolves were injured like this, and the gang didn't suffer heavy casualties?
The Seven Wolves didn't say anything more, turned his head to look at the shrunken turtle and the grave bag that had been dug up by me on its lid, and asked weakly:
"Is the museum open?"
"No, the soil is very strong, and it took me half a day to dig it up."
The seven wolf hunters breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand and motioned for me to help him over, and looked down to look inside, he frowned, staring at the coffin as if talking to himself:
"It's good it didn't open!"
In the middle of the night, he took out three short incense sticks from his coat pocket, these three incense sticks were only six or seven centimeters long, and the whole black body was different from the one in the temple!
He handed me the short incense, and I took it, faintly smelling a faint stench.
"What is this?"
The Seven Wolves didn't explain, but said in a deep voice:
"Go, put these three sticks of incense on the head of the coffin!"
I did as he told me to put the incense in, and when I felt that my pocket was empty, I lost the lighter in that tun last night!
I asked him if he had brought a lighter, and the seven wolf hunters turned pale and seemed to be even more serious than just now, waved his hand and said:
"You don't need a lighter, you kneel on the ground and kowtow three times, and the incense will be on its own!"
Kowtow and light incense?
Suspicious, I walked over and knelt down and kowtowed three unequivocally to the coffin and incense.
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