Hearing Feng Lao Nong's detailed analysis, I felt more and more that victory was just around the corner. At this time, when he heard this order from his brother, he hurriedly carried his things, took a steel pipe and walked out of the tomb with everyone. We were very excited because we were going to be able to find our way right away. But I still have some nostalgia for the things on the table. Oh, I'm not greedy for money, I'm afraid of poverty. Never lived a day of affluence, and now so many valuable things are in front of you, don't take it? It's quite unwilling. But what if you are not reconciled? If I were to propose to take the things away again, the three of them wouldn't agree. Because I'd rather believe it than assume it's where the mechanism triggers. How many wine glasses did you sneak away? Hehe, I did flash this thought, but reason prevailed over my greed.

Soon out of the burial chamber. Under the illumination of four flashlights, the tomb is extra bright. The dark red tomb bricks resemble fish scales, reflecting an eerie luster. Wu Feifei and I were short, so we went to knock on the tomb walls on both sides, Yang Kexing was taller and was responsible for knocking on the top of the tomb, and Feng Lao Nong ran on both sides to knock on the top of the tomb wall where we couldn't knock. And told us to knock harder, so as not to trigger the mechanism.

Soon there was a clanging sound in the tombway. This job is not easy, hold the steel pipe hard, knock it down hard, the tiger's mouth is numb, helpless, in order to get out, we can only break it! For fear of not having enough strength and missing a knock, we would knock hard every five centimeters. I don't know how long it took to knock on it, but we could just see the brick wall in the middle of the tomb in our sight. And I was already sweating profusely, and I could see from the flashlight that the three of them had white gas on their heads, needless to say, it must be evaporating sweat.

Feng Laonong ordered to rest for two minutes, and then he wanted to knock on the edge of the wall with all his might, maybe the mechanism was on this road! But the three of us were so motivated that we insisted on not stopping. When the old farmer saw us thinking like this, he didn't say anything, and continued to knock. Soon, we knocked on the wall. Even knocked on the wall.

However, the wall remained, and apparently, the trap was not triggered.

Dejected, everyone returned to the tomb, lit the oil lamp, and turned off the flashlight. Those who sit on the floor smoke and those who eat. I'm so tired, I'm really in no mood to talk. I'm in the mood, but I don't know what to say. The theory that there is a mechanism on the outside has failed. The fighting spirit and high mood just now suddenly fell to the extreme. I'm going to have my fucking crying nose now!

There was silence for more than ten minutes, and the light of the oil lamp became dimmer and dimmer. Although he sat on the opposite side, the faces of the people were already indistinct. Feng Laonong got up and lit another oil lamp, and the first one that was lit flashed a few times, and a thick smoke came out. The oil lamp was completely extinguished. We are like this oil lamp now, and if we can't find a way out, we won't be able to last long.

Feng Laonong broke the silence first. He slammed his feet and pulled a sledgehammer out of his bag and headed straight for the innermost part of the tomb. Once inside, light an oil lamp nearby. Then he picked up a sledgehammer and threw it at the wall. The sound of thumping echoed in the tomb, and we hurriedly blew out the oil lamp next to us and surrounded Feng Laonong.

Feng Lao Nong said while smashing: "Mother~ Lao Tzu can't get out of this tomb if I don't believe it!" Hearing Feng Lao Nong say this, I don't know if he really has a way to get out, or if he is crazy and faint for a while, and wants to smash a way out of the tomb? This wall is not to be smashed, but the little brother's foreign tube suddenly burst out the size of a watermelon, and besides, the tomb is so small, how to use a foreign tube, if it causes a collapse, it will really die in this tomb.

I hurriedly voiced my concerns. Feng Lao Nong replied to me with the rhythm of the hammer: "This tomb wall ~ is so thick ~ don't say it is ~ so little ~ explosives ~ even the fucking ~ bulldozer ~ can't collapse!" "

Looks like this old boy is really going to use explosives. If we do this, we will either succeed in breaking out, or we will completely destroy the mechanism, and we will never be able to get out again. Either that or the vibration triggers the mechanism, and we get out safely. In this way, there is still a 60% chance of winning! No wonder Feng Lao Nong wanted to use explosives.

But what did these valuable things do yesterday? Hehe, don't say that I'm a money obsesser, I have suffered so much, it took so much effort to come to this tomb, and I am about to use explosives, these things will be completely destroyed if I don't take them away, and Lao Tzu's dream can be regarded as truly shattered. I hurriedly reported the situation to Feng Laonong, who was smashing the wall. And Feng Lao Nong was also refreshed at this time, and asked the three of me to quickly pack the valuable things into their respective backpacks. Let's collect his share for him. Then he carried the lid of the small jade coffin to the outside of the tomb. Don't forget to arrange: "Start lightly, don't break the baby!" "

The three of us quickly put the jade bowl and other utensils back into our backpacks, and packed Feng Laonong's share for him. Then they threw the carved coffin lid on the ground, lifted the jade coffin lid, and then put it in the tomb tunnel outside the tomb. Then he turned around and came back to see Old Farmer Feng.

Feng Lao Nong's hammer point was fast and accurate, and in a short time, a few cracks were smashed in a fist-sized place. The cracks are small, but the epidermis has been smashed a little looser. Then another cigarette worked, and the crack grew bigger and bigger, and a hole the size of a little finger appeared in the largest place. Feng Laonong stopped hammering and held on to the wall and gasped for breath. At the same time, he waved his hand and motioned Wu Feifei to take a steel drill and a small hammer to smash the hole a little bigger, so as to facilitate the placement of explosives.

Wu Feifei got the order, took the tool and smashed it with a clang. When it can't be smashed, Feng Lao Nong will make up a few sledgehammers. Yang and I watched while smoking cigarettes. After the two cigarettes were smoked, the small hole was finally smashed as thick and large as a flashlight. Yang Kexing saw that he could put down the explosives, so he stopped. Then he carefully took out the foreign tube in his backpack and placed it in the hole in the wall.

Then he took out the lead and inserted it into the tube, and used a band-aid in the backpack to fix the tube and the lead. Then he waved us to pack up and go outside. We hurriedly packed up our things and exited the cemetery. Yang Kexing also took the lead and slowly exited the tomb.

The lead is still very long, and Yang Kexing suggested that he should step back a little further. But retreating to the road to L11 or retreating to the tomb on the side, he couldn't make up his mind, and wanted to ask Feng Laonong's opinion.

Feng Laonong said: "There is a wall in front of L11, we retreat there, if it is not blown up well, we will become the king of the urn." The graveyard on the side is very deep and long, and if it is not blown up well, there is still room to circle. "

Naturally, we retreated to the graveyard on the side. Yang can coil his lead. The three of us walked backwards with the lid of the jade coffin.

After the lead wire was connected thirty meters away, Yang Kexing cut the lead. The three of us carried the lid of the jade coffin for more than ten meters and then stopped. Yang Kexing threw down the equipment on his back and ordered us all to squat down against the wall, cover our ears and open our mouths. Then he ran towards the lead.

Half a minute later, the kid came running from there, and then sat down on the ground, leaning against the wall. He shouted at us, "It's on, wait for it to be fried!" "