||->-> Chapter 303 of the main text, the Tomb

"Pretty much." Wang Xiang nodded and continued:

"That Liu Bowen has always had a heart higher than the sky and a greater courage than the sky. He claims to have fought all his life and only won but not lost, and he had to do things without being bad. Today, in front of Kong Ming, who has been dead for 500 years, he has learned greatly, and he is ashamed of his self-inferiority. Seeing that Zhuge Liang predicted that he was in trouble, he knew that the situation was unpredictable, and his life was only on the horizon.

He looked back at the golden words on the wall for a while, and sighed leisurely: "Life has its own aspirations, each has its own way to serve the country, each has its own history of ups and downs, and each has its own life." You can't live, you can't live. ’

Afterwards, Liu Bowen gave a deep salute to the statue of Kong Ming, and then walked out of the gate slowly and got on the sedan chair to return.

Walking through the trail to the south of the main road, Liu Bowen hesitated for a while, and asked left and right: 'How far is it from here to Dune Town?'

The palanquin man replied, 'It's only eighty miles when it's full.' ’

Liu Bowen frowned, lifted the sedan curtain and poked his head out and waved his hand: "Turn around and first insert fifty miles diagonally to the southeast, then go diagonally to the southwest for fifty miles, make a big circle, and go around Dune Town." ’

&nbs novel wanshuba.comp; The palanquin man obeyed the order and said nothing all the way.

Liu Bowen and his entourage walked dozens of miles, avoiding Dune Town far away, and embarked on the post road back to Jinling.

After walking a short distance, while crossing a long-dried riverbed of leaky sand, they met two groups of urchins who each occupied a sand dune and played against each other. On one side of the east sand dune is a gossip formation, and on the west side of the sand dune is a long snake formation. It was like a battle on both sides, shouting and tearing and killing: 'Victory in the East Dunes!' Defeat in the West Dunes! ’

Liu Bowen was shocked into a cold sweat when he heard the word sand dune, and suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and he was dizzy.

He immediately stopped his horse and stopped the sedan chair, and instructed the left and right: 'My master Zhuge Kongming has calculated the heavens and the earth thoroughly, and the gods have spoken immortal words. I can escape Dune Town, but I can't escape Dune River. Today I die without complaints, I just want to leave a few words to discipline future generations. ’

The entourage took out pen and ink, and Liu Bowen wrote on it:

'The mountains are always high, but the sky is great but boundless; Sit in the well and watch the sky small, climb high and look at the sky. Seeking victory and worrying about defeat will not be defeated, and learning from each other's strengths will not be short; It is not bad to know your mistakes and correct them, and you are not ashamed to be ashamed. I am arrogant, there is no one in my eyes, I never think about my mistakes, I don't make up for the shortage, and I will be severely punished by my teacher. Invite the disaster of death. At this time, I wake up, it is too late to regret, and I hope that everyone will pass on my message to warn my children and grandchildren. ’

Berwyn put his pen down at this point and said, 'My master Kong Ming said that my death in the sand dunes is my destiny. And when I die, they will bury me here. With that, he vomited blood from his mouth and died of exhaustion.

Hide your face and weep with others, and let out a loud cry of sorrow. Then, according to Liu Bowen's last wishes, he was buried on the spot. Later, he was dressed and sent back to his hometown in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and buried at the foot of Shipu Mountain.

This matter involves Liu Bowen's posthumous reputation, so his entourage and cronies kept it secret and few people knew about it. ”

……

When the story about Liu Bowen and Zhuge Liang was finally finished, Wang Xiang exhaled, relieved, and looked at Ding Ermiao's face to see his reaction.

Gu Qinglan was still skeptical, and said slowly: "Uncle Xiang, I think this is a story deliberately made up by the common people in order to highlight Zhuge Liang's ability. Hearsay, not acting on ......"

"Hehe, believe it or not is your business, I know everything and say everything, so I can only do this." Wang Xiang smiled, pointed to his corpse, and said to Ding Ermiao:

"If Brother Ding is unwilling to help, I won't delay you, just burn my stinky skin. Let's go our separate ways, and each has something to do. ”

Ding Ermiao stood up, patted his buttocks, and suddenly smiled: "Okay, I'll believe Uncle Xiang's words, and when I have time in the future, I will go to Dingjun Mountain to find the magical corpse whip." Now, you bring your apprentice's phone number, and I'll contact him. ”

Wang Xiang was overjoyed, casually reported the phone number of his apprentice, and swore again: "The news about the whipping of the corpse is absolutely true, it is by the sand dune river under the Dingjun Mountain. ”

Ding Ermiao shook his hand and signaled that Wang Xiang didn't have to swear.

Anyway, Guanzhong is not far away, and when Gu Qinglan's matter is solved, he will kill him back. If you can't find a corpse whip, you can take it as a trip and don't lose anything. At present, it is nothing more than taking care of these four corpses here for a day.

A day's time, in exchange for a useful message, is also worth it. After all, this corpse whip is very important to yourself.

At this time, Gu Qinglan had already dialed Wang Xiang's apprentice's phone.

Wang Xiang's apprentice is Lu Longxian, a professor at the Zhuma City Institute of Archaeology in Bac Ha Province. It was about night, Lu Longxian was asleep, so he was in a daze, and after talking for a long time, he learned that the master was dead, and he shouted on the phone, regretting and grieving.

Gu Qinglan reported her specific location to Lu Longxian. Lu Longxian immediately said that he contacted the ticket overnight and came as quickly as possible.

After making a phone call, Gu Qinglan and Wang Xiang gossiped while guarding the corpse.

Ding Ermiao pursed his lips, walked back to the place where he met the first zombie, and carried the skinny and tall zombie over and put it together with the three corpses here.

Only Ding Ermiao can do this. Wang Xiang is a ghost, and he does not have the cultivation to carry objects at present. Gu Qinglan is a girl, let her do it, it seems that she is not generous, and she does not know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

After arranging a few zombies, Ding Ermiao turned his head to take a look and found that Gu Qinglan was shivering from the cold, and his face was dark.

Because of the heavy rain yesterday afternoon, there was no dry wood to be found on the mountain to make a fire. Although it was cold, Gu Qinglan could only endure it.

Ding Ermiao thought for a while and asked Gu Qinglan, "Did you bring a sapper shovel?" ”

The sapper shovel is a necessary tool for tomb robbers, and Ding Ermiao estimates that Gu Qinglan also has it.

"What do you want a sapper shovel for?" Gu Qinglan was stunned for a moment, then opened the backpack and took out a section of steel pipe and a shovel head.

The steel pipe is telescopic, and the thick pipe is covered with a thin pipe. Gu Qinglan pulled out the steel pipe, pulled it to a length of two feet, loaded the shovel head, and handed it to Ding Ermiao.

Ding Ermiao took the assembly shovel and looked at it, nodding slightly. Such a detachable shovel, packed in a bag, is inconspicuous, and is more concealed and more convenient to carry than a folding sapper shovel.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one. It is worthy of being a professional tomb robber, and the equipment is all first-class!

Holding the shovel in his hand, Ding Ermiao took a few steps to a high place, looked at the compass, found a location, and began to dig on the ground. Without much effort, Ding Ermiao shoveled away the crushed sand and floating soil on the ground and dug a shallow, rectangular pit.

Gu Qinglan stepped forward to see that the pit clearly looked like a tomb, and couldn't help asking, "Hey, what are you digging a tomb here for?" Who is buried? ”

"Hey, hey, bury you!" Ding Ermiao said without raising his head.

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