Bailuyuan, the tomb of the Tang Dynasty, the end of the underground palace.

I don't know who screamed, and the soldiers were scared and scurryed. The brigade commander fired a shot into the sky to bring the situation under control. He personally went to the coffin to take a look, confirmed that the owner of the tomb was lying inside, and then turned his head to stare at Xiao Mu.

Although he was born as a Tufuzi, Xiao Mu Mian had a difficult color and raised his mutilated left hand. The brigade commander pointed a gun at his head: "Give you two choices, either climb in by yourself or I will crash you." ”

With no choice, Xiaomu knelt down in front of the coffin and bowed three times, begging for forgiveness from the owner of the tomb.

Putting on the gas mask again, Xiao Mu bit a horse lantern in his mouth and was carried into the coffin hole by two soldiers. Xiao Mu was so nervous that his whole heart felt like it was about to burst, and there were many legends about the corpses he encountered during the tomb robbery. Every time he climbed into the coffin, Xiao Mu instinctively feared. It's not the fear of the corpse, but the closed space of the coffin, which naturally has a sense of oppression, as if it will be re-closed at any time, leaving you alone and accompanying the dead to sleep.

Cold.

You can't feel it from the outside of the coffin, but when you get inside the coffin, it's like entering an underground ice cellar, or counting nine cold snowy nights......

He saw a pair of shoes first, the tall shoes of the Tang Dynasty, the kind with the toes rolled up high. The upper is colorful and made of fine brocade. A bed of silk covers the corpse. Li Houzhu has a saying "Luo Ji is not tolerant of five colds", because the quilt had not been invented at that time. The owner of the tomb is not large, so he is sure that he is not an adult. In addition, the coffin space was huge, and Xiao Mu, who was frozen and covered with snot, trembled and crawled over from the side. There are many funeral utensils, all kinds of delicate gold and jade utensils, all of which have never been seen before, and legend has it that they are used to protect the corpse from decay. There are also countless layers of silk and satin, and every time they are pressed down, they will raise a burst of debris and dust, as if the Tang Dynasty will pass through the smoke. The lantern hung from under Xiao Mu's teeth, shaking with his fear.

He saw the face of the owner of the tomb.

A teenager.

The age of adolescence. Needless to say, the skin color of the dead man was unusually complete. Each strand of hair glows brightly, and the eyebrows can be counted clearly. Under the thin eyelids, the shape of the eyeballs is visible, and many eyelashes are exposed. The tall nose seems to be breathing, and there is a pair of lips at the bottom of the human center. It seems to have been painted with red lipstick, and it looks well-defined. This is a beautiful young man, with a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, if he is still alive, he will definitely be heroic, just like Li Shimin who went to the battlefield at the age of seventeen.

The most shocking thing is that the owner of the young tomb did not decay.

Lifelike, as if asleep, with no signs of breakage. Every inch of skin seems to be elastic and smooth. Xiaomu took off his gas mask and sniffed the boy's face vigorously. There was no stench, but a strange smell came from under his neck. If it weren't for the lantern in his mouth, Xiao Mu would have made a sound. But he was not afraid, for the boy was so undead that he seemed to have taken some kind of medicine, and had always fallen asleep in this coffin, waiting for someone to come and kiss him awake.

According to the rules of Tufuzi digging out the coffin, Xiao Mu hung a white cloth belt around his neck, and then put it on the back of the tomb owner's neck. In this way, he straightened his body, and naturally pulled the little prince up, as if the corpse sat up on its own. He took out the jade pillow behind the young man's head, a dozen bead strings, and two or three treasure boxes. The distance between him and the little prince was so close that almost his nose was against his nose, and the air exhaled from his mouth went directly into the nostrils of the dead body.

Xiao Mu couldn't help it, put down the horse lamp in his mouth, and kissed the young man's lips.

Actually, it's a secret that he likes men.

Kissing a dead body more than a thousand years ago, this is also the first time for Xiaomu.

The cold temperature reminded him that he was a dead man. He knew that, according to the tradition of many tombs, this little prince should have a night pearl hidden in his mouth. But he has never seen the Night Pearl can truly protect the tomb owner for thousands of years of immortality, and he can't even survive a hundred and fifty years.

The incorruptible corpses he had seen with his own eyes before were all from the late Qing Dynasty. Because of the antiseptic drugs, many of them are formalin from the West, and the older ones are mercury and dansha. As for the legendary immortal dry corpse, Xiao Mu has also heard of it, but it is all in the northwest region with an arid climate. Nothing is anything like when you first died.

Xiao Mu didn't want to dig out the bead, so let it stay in the boy's teeth forever. Can it be regarded as accumulating yin virtue for yourself, or for the kiss just now? If the little prince is still alive, will he also like him?

He put all his treasures into a large cloth bag, leaving only the pearl of the night of the tomb owner. Finally, he glanced at the beautiful and seductive boy and hurriedly climbed out of the coffin.

The brigade commander personally pulled Xiao Mu out, he retreated from his own soldiers left and right, counted the treasures in the coffin, and recorded them one by one in a small book, which was really different from the thieves who robbed the tomb.

"The corpse isn't decomposing, is it?" The brigade commander looked through the hole in the coffin a few more times.

"Yes, it's not rotten."

"Take it with the coffin."

After all, the brigade commander graduated from the Baoding Military Academy, and he had also studied for a few years, so he knew that this corpse would not decay for thousands of years, and there must be something strange, and maybe it would be invaluable in scientific research. If it is sold to foreigners, it is enough to be worth the treasure looted today. He ordered someone to nail the coffin with a wooden plank, and more than a dozen strong soldiers lifted the coffin with wooden poles and carefully transported it out of the underground palace.

Xiao Mu looked at it and panicked, but he didn't dare to say anything. He understood that when the coffin was lifted, the gold well underneath would be exposed, and more treasures would be hidden inside. He doesn't remind anyone that there's nothing. Sure enough, everyone was in a hurry, and the black lights in the tomb were blinding, and no one noticed that there was a well.

And he wanted to keep the secrets in the gold well until the next time he came here.

There are also small town tomb beasts bound in iron chains. The brigade commander said that this thing was also a priceless treasure, and it was transported out of the dungeon along with the coffin.

Only the murals could not be taken away, and they did not know the technique of uncovering, so they could only leave them to future generations of tomb robbers.

The rout returned with a full load and withdrew from the tomb before dark. According to Xiao Mu's suggestion, they quickly backfilled the robbery hole and re-hid the entrance of the tomb to prevent the dirty work of digging the tomb from being discovered. However, Xiaomu remembered the reference, there is an ancient locust tree with a crooked neck on the tomb, and digging down three feet and three feet is the entrance of the tomb.

The brigade commander forcibly requisitioned several carts in Bailu Village overnight, and put the coffin of the little prince of the Tang Dynasty, the tomb beast of the town, and the burial goods. They took advantage of the night to leave Bailuyuan and secretly fled in the direction of Tongguan.

The next day, when passing through the foot of the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang in Lintong County, he was unexpectedly attacked by another warlord. It turned out that when Yuan Shikai was called emperor, the soldiers and civilians of Shaanxi echoed with Cai Ye in Yunnan and pulled up the banner of the National Protection Army. Chen Shufan, the commander of northern Shaanxi, mutinied in Fuping, expelled Lu Jianzhang to stand on his own, and fought with the northwest warlord Hu Jingyi, and the blood of both sides was shed for thousands of miles.

The brigade commander gave the order to desperately break through the siege, but the cart pulling the coffin was stuck in the mud and could not move. The whole army was besieged. The warlord on the other side was a native of Shaanxi, and he hated the Beiyang army from abroad, and ordered that he would not accept surrender, and that he would be killed to avenge the sinned Sanqin fathers.

The fierce battle under the Qin Tomb continued into the night, and eventually turned into a massacre, with the losers barely left alive, and most of them died from the strafing of Makqin's heavy machine guns. Immediately after the brigade commander was captured, he was thrown into a pot of boiling oil, cooked in a pot of oil, and made into a broth for the victors to eat.

The punishment of excavating the tomb of the Tang Dynasty came to them so quickly, which was really unexpected.

The only survivor was Xiao Mu, who was missing a finger. He pretended to be a dead corpse and survived, thinking that the little prince had blessed him. At dawn, he quietly crawled out of the pile of corpses, took off his military uniform and fled from the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang.

As for all the gold and silver treasures excavated from the mausoleum, naturally the owners were changed at all.

Xiao Mu had already run away, but the face of the little prince appeared in front of him, more precisely, the taste of the little prince's lips.

He changed into the clothes of the local people, turned back, and lay down in the cornfield to observe. He saw that the warlord had two carts ready. One car carried the coffin of the little prince, and another car carried the town's tomb beast. The other treasures can be broken into pieces, but these two can only be loaded in a big car.

After waiting anxiously all night, until early in the morning, Xiaomu realized that one big car was going south, and another big car was going north.

Which car is the little prince in?

To the south or to the north?

Xiao Mu grabbed a lot and decided to go south.