Mo Laoha knelt on the ground and muttered for a long time before he was done.

I saw him get up from the ground and light all the fifteen long incense sticks with the oil lamp beside him, and then he stepped aside and stared at the lit incense sticks with a nervous face.

Zhan Baifeng explained to me in a whisper that these long incense sticks were Mo Laoha communicating with the owner of the tomb and wanted to borrow a way.

If the incense sticks are extinguished, it is not a big problem, just open the tomb directly.

If five or six are extinguished, it proves that there is something strange in the tomb, and zongzi or something is indispensable.

According to Zhan Baifeng's estimation, if the seven incense sticks are extinguished, Mo Laoha can deal with it by himself, and he specially invited her here, I am afraid that there will be ** annoyance in this tomb.

Thinking about it, if this tomb was easy to get, Mo Laoha would not spend a lot of money to invite Zhan Baifeng to help, let alone give 20% of the income before leaving.

I saw that Mo Laoha had just stood still, and the fifteen long incense sticks trembled at the same time, as if someone was blowing hard at the long incense.

On the contrary, we stood not far from Changxiang and could not feel a trace of wind.

Mo Laoha's face turned blue, and he took two steps back, and at this time, there was a crisp sound, and fifteen long incense sticks exploded at the same time!

Zhan Baifengqiao's face was frosty, she snorted coldly, and did not speak.

And Mo Laohan's subordinates naturally understood the way to borrow the incense, and they immediately retreated in unison and made a commotion.

"Why don't you give Lao Tzu a little quiet!"

Mo Laoha let out a low roar, stabilized his subordinates, his forehead was full of beads of sweat, and came over: "Dafeng, look ......"

Zhan Baifeng waved his hand: "Keep lighting incense, come again!" ”

Mo Laoha heard the sound of immortals, and immediately agreed, turned around and inserted fifteen long incense sticks.

After preparing this time, Mo Laoha did not rush to light the long incense, but turned his head to look at Zhan Baifeng.

Zhan Baifeng took two steps forward and stood next to Mo Laoha, signaling that he could light incense.

Mo Laoha took the oil lamp, lit all the incense tremblingly, and retreated a little nervously.

Seeing those long incense trembling again, Zhan Baifeng squinted his eyes and snorted at the front, and a cold air suddenly hit!

This cold qi was obviously coming from the position of the fifteen long incense sticks, and it was obvious that something was dispersed by Zhan Baifeng's throat in an invisible place.

Changxiang, who was still shaking just now, regained its quietness, and a group of people stared at the incense, and no one dared to move.

It wasn't until those long incense sticks burned to the end, leaving behind a lot of incense ashes, that everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and their faces were all smiling.

Mo Laoha hurriedly walked to the incense ash to check it, turned his head and gave Zhan Baifeng a thumbs up: "Dafeng, if you want to suppress yin and evil, you still have to count on you!" ”

A trace of tiredness flashed on Zhan Baifeng's face, and he said without being salty or light: "Take people's money to eliminate disasters for others." ”

Zhan Baifeng retreated to my side, and he no longer cared about the affairs of Mo Laoha and his gang.

I saw Mo Laoha give an order, and someone handed him a retractable Luoyang shovel, which looked quite high-end.

Mo Laoha was alone, walking around the neighborhood, and from time to time he would lie down and listen with his ears, and even dip his fingers in the soil on the ground and put it in his mouth to taste.

It took about ten minutes before he chose a position and picked up the Luoyang shovel to make a hole directly.

Mo Laoha is worthy of being one of the four masters of the inverted bucket, the Luoyang shovel is comparable to an artifact in his hands, and he didn't have much effort, so he hit more than ten meters underground.

Putting the beaten underground soil in his mouth and tasting it, Mo Laoha showed a smile on his face.

I saw this old man come over, and said to Zhan Baifeng, flatteringly: "Dafeng, the following is the main tomb, the princes and kings of the Eastern Han Dynasty, how about it, please come here without a loss, right?" ”

Zhan Baifeng squinted his eyes and smiled: "Lao Mo, you are so skilled, only one rod?" ”

Mo Laoha's face flashed with smugness: "Let Dafeng and this big brother laugh, others are opening holes all the way, and it is not unusual to open ten or eight."

But I Mo Laoha opened a hole, one is enough, I have to get a few more when I was young, and then I got older and had a little experience, in the past 20 years, I haven't had a second Luoyang shovel! ”

Even if I don't know how to rob tombs, Mo Laoha's boasting also impressed me.

Not to mention anything else, this ability to position on the ground alone is a unique skill!

Those archaeologists on TV, with dazzling instruments, have to wander around the mountains for half a year if they want to determine a tomb!

The position was determined, and Mo Laoha's men were under his command and got busy.

I saw that these people were doing their own duties, and the tools for digging holes were extremely easy to use, and they were all skillful, and they obviously didn't know how many times they had done similar things.

In less than an hour, there was a round hole two meters square on the ground, and the black hole kept emitting gray smoke.

The group cheered in unison, and they all lowered their voices, but they were not afraid that someone would hear them in the distance.

I saw that most of the people retreated to ten meters away, and I was also pulled away by Zhan Baifeng, but at the entrance of the cave, there were two guys wearing gas masks, holding blowers and constantly pouring wind into the cave.

"In the old tombs, there will be corpse gas, and if you get a little contaminated with it, you can kill people, but the corpse gas and the air are mutually restrictive, as long as the corpse gas inside is gone, it will be fine."

Zhan Baifeng explained to me in a low voice, and looked at Mo Laoha who was in a daze on the side with a smile.

I saw that Mo Laoha had long lost the vigor he had just had, his face was sluggish, his brows were about to wrinkle together, and he didn't know what was embarrassing him in this tomb.

With a blower, the gray corpse gas will soon be lost at the entrance of the cave, and the cave can already be explored.

Although Mo Laoha's face was sad, he had to send the arrow on the string, he greeted, and saw the gang of men take out some stainless steel pipes from their backpacks and set up a shelf at the entrance of the hole.

Next to the shelves, there are also people who keep gathering together the tools they have brought with them, such as nylon ropes and live pigeons.

Mo Lao Hana's men installed pulleys on stainless steel shelves, and as long as they were tied with nylon ropes, people could go down to the tomb through the hole they had just dug.

However, I underestimated the caution of the men, and everything was ready to stop, and instead of rushing into the tomb, these people pulled out cold fireworks and a small video camera.

Throw the cold fireworks into the hole, turn on the camera, and use the rope down the hole, twisting the nylon rope back and forth, so that the camera slowly circles around the cave in order to capture the complete situation of the tomb.

The kid who controls the camera is obviously a veteran and experienced, and the mobile phone he holds in his hand is connected to the camera, and he can see the footage captured by the camera from the mobile phone.

Mo Laoha leaned next to his mobile phone, staring at the screen with a bitter face, and after a while, he finally patted his leg hatefully: "Put everything away, let's make a mistake, this tomb is fake!" ”