"Yangguan, are you talking about Yangguan, Gansu?" Rong Ping said to Cha Wenbin: "Then there can be other places, that is a fierce master, I almost didn't escape, after the coffin was opened, the corpse not only did not rot, but the eyes were still staring like copper bells, which scared Lao Tzu into thinking that he was a living person." ”

When he said it, his eyes kept staring at the fat man, "Now the more I look at it, the more I look like this old brother, his mother is evil, I don't know how many corpses I have seen in kung fu for more than ten years, why have I always been obsessed with it." ”

Cha Wenbin secretly thought, there seems to be a small temple on the hillside behind Yangguan, the temple was still there when he went, this thought was Zhu Zihao's hometown at that time, his grandmother's name was Jiang Yu, and the painting in his hand was the general who pulled the portrait with the fat thief It is said that Jiang Yu brought it.

This is really a coincidence, but the Di people are also surnamed Jiang, this surname is not a big surname in China, how can several things around it be related to this?

The fat man said a little unpleasantly: "Old man, don't talk about it, it's just like Lao Tzu was lying in it at the time, I said can you say something else, don't keep describing us as similar." ”

"Gotcha,"

Rong Ping continued: "I was startled, took a few steps back, and then had the courage to throw a stone into the coffin, and without any reaction, I went back to see it. At that time, I saw that he had a thing in his hand and wanted to buckle it, and I buckled it a few times in a row, but I didn't move, and I was about to cut his hands with a knife, when suddenly the guy grabbed my wrist with one hand and dragged me into the coffin......"

"Live?"

Cha Wenbin has also seen a lot of evil things, but according to Rong Ping's statement, it is really rare.

"But it's not, Lao Tzu let him drag half of his body in, and then he remembered that there was still a little charm in his arms, and he almost forgot his old job after many years of not doing Taoism. I didn't know what I took out and pasted it up, and a flame burned towards the coffin's corpse, and I didn't know if the charm worked, I really escaped, and ran up with a lifeless brain, and the thief hole I hit was seven or eight meters deep, and I crawled and rolled up in one breath. ”

He was unwilling to settle on the ground, and finally encountered such a strange thing and wanted to understand what the guy was holding in his hand, so he was depressed and went down to a restaurant in a nearby village to drink wine, at this time a person came over and carried a bottle of good Fenjiu in his hand and said: "This friend, it seems that he is turning meat dumplings?" ”

Rong Ping listened, this is an expert, turning meat dumplings is black words, generally people in the south use more, although Rong Ping was born in Maoshan, but most of the time in the north mixed, peeled a peanut and threw it into his mouth and said: "Turn the salted fish." ”

This salted fish means a corpse that has not rotted, and a rotten corpse is a fish bone.

The man smiled and poured him a glass of wine and said, "It's still a salted fish, I think you're afraid that the fish will bite you on this hand, right?" How about the fork to the fish? Shake it out and see. ”

Rong Ping poured it alone, thinking that he was choked by an unknown pit in Kunlun Mountain a year ago, so he naturally didn't want to talk more, but just snorted coldly and said: "If you want to divide the fish, find another river, I have a net in this river." ”

"Okay,"

The man put the wine in his hand on the table and said, "The fish in this river, bite, be careful if you go down and drown, I live on the second floor, if you want to find a partner with me, you can do it." ”

Rong Ping had eaten and drunk enough to leave again at night, and he touched the temple as usual, and the monks in the temple had already let him tie up, and the place where he made the hole was under the futon placed in front of the statue of the god.

He thought it was the monk at first, but the monk never moved, and the feces and urine were all in his pants.

This Rong Ping had to make a hole again, and what made him strange was that the soil in the cave was dyed red this time, and he smelled a smell of blood in his hand.

Bleeding in the soil is not a good sign, Rong Ping was also a little flustered and had no idea for a while, just wanted to go outside to breathe, and it happened that the person he met during the day was outside.

As soon as the two looked at each other, Rong Ping said: "I'll tell you that it's late, there are few fish in this river, not enough for two people." ”

The man said, "Look at my brother's trouser legs and go ashore again, either he has found the wrong way, or the fish has run away." ”

Rong Ping didn't bother to take care of him, seeing that the man was in his fifties, and his silk was clean, he said that he was a businessman, so he said impatiently: "Don't pester me, I'll go down and get something to share your tail in a while, take a walk, don't be an eyesore here." ”

The man asked, "Is it the old cave that has blood?" ”

"Huh, how do you know?"

Rong Ping thought that this person must have been here before him, so he obediently took out a dagger from his pocket and said, "Don't break the rules, or don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people." ”

"That hole can no longer be beaten, it has become popular, this kind of tomb has been rare for thousands of years, why do you know what King Wu of Zhou is doing? Bigan is this kind of burial method, using a red burial plus nine palaces and eight gates, which is a secret burial technique created by Jiang Ziya. If you have taken the things in the tomb before, you will not be able to get out for a long time, if you go down the old cave and then enter it will be difficult to save your life, the most powerful part of it is the first time you go in, no matter where you go down the cave from it is safe and sound, if you take something you can't get out, it depends on whether you know each other or not. Out of the hole, the hole will be automatically filled, and then digging will bleed, that is a warning, Jiang Ziya still has benevolence and righteousness in his heart, and repeatedly leave a way for us to beg for food, but if you don't believe in evil and want to break through, there is only one way to die! ”

Rong Ping was stunned by what he said, and couldn't help asking, "Who are you?" ”

"Xiangxi Zhang Ruoxu."

At that time, Rong Ping didn't know who Zhang Ruoxu was, and it was no wonder that he had always been alone, but if this name was put on Guanzhong Dao, it would be a mythical existence.

Hunan Zhangjia, the best is the organ, the design and builder of the imperial mausoleum, since the Zhang family began to emerge, the design of the mausoleum of the princes and princes does not know how much is from the Zhang family.

Why did Zhang Ruoxu come here?

There is only one purpose, to unravel this secret burial technique, to put it bluntly, people are here to engage in scientific research, and he Rongping is completely different natures.

"Can you untie it, then?"

"Not necessarily, but I am thirty percent sure, this tomb has been marked from my ancestors down for more than 600 years, and the monk you tied up inside is also my eyeliner."

"This ......"

Rong Ping immediately ran in to untie the monk, and sure enough, as soon as the monk came out, he gave Zhang Ruoxu a salute and cried, this Rong Ping took a look, yes, he originally thought that he was staring at it first, this person has been staring at it for hundreds of years, so he is still grabbing something with someone, he is very interested and ready to leave, but Zhang Ruoxu grabbed him and said, "You don't want to see?" ”

"I want to think about it, but I ...... it"

Indeed, this Rong Ping thief was originally a stimulus, and now there is a big stimulus in front of his eyes, where can he resist such a temptation, that Zhang Ruoxu said to him: "I know that you are the king of thieves, you are skilled, maybe we have a chance to cooperate to break this game, do you want to try it together?" ”

When Rong Ping heard this, it turned out that the other party knew him, so he cooperated.

He has a unique skill is the wire flying claw, there is a special small box on the wrist, there is an arrow in the box, press it, the spring inside will shoot the arrow out, and the arrow in the sleeve of the previous hidden weapon is the same reason.

The arrow was three vajra claws, and a very thin steel wire was attached to it, and with this thing he could fly up and down the wall without sound.

Zhang Ruoxu said that this tomb was not repaired back then, and the coffin was entered along a hole in the ground, which is called a patio, and the position of the coffin below corresponds to the well, and the line between the two is the only correct route that can enter and exit without disturbing the master in the coffin.

And this route, Jiang Ziya is based on the change of the 1,080 rounds of the sexagenary branch, and it no longer changes all the time, so this has caused them to never find the right way to enter.

Cha Wenbin immediately thought of the bureau where they entered the mountain, and asked, "Is it according to Qimen Dunjiabu?" ”

Rong Ping gave a thumbs up and said, "Clever!" At that time, I also thought of it, but the difficulty of this thing is that it has no rules to follow at all, Zhang Ruoxu feels that the ingenuity of the design of this mechanism lies in the people, as long as the feet touch the ground, it is equivalent to crossing the netherworld from the yang realm, and the human disk will start to change, no matter how you deduce, it will always change. His idea was to make a hole that might be the right one, and then I would hook it with my probe claw. ”

Cha Wenbin nodded and said, "This may be a method, at least it can lock a plate." ”

This Ruoxu opened another hole in the back of the statue, and the hole was straight and happened to be facing the head of the coffin, which had to make Rong Ping secretly admire in his heart, seven or eight meters deep was like hanging with a carpenter's thread, and the pen reached the bottom.

The strong light miner's lamp was supported on it, and Rong Ping looked at it for a long time and found that the coffin lid was closed again, and he clearly remembered that he overturned it to the ground when he ran yesterday.

"Lao Tzu's hands trembled when he saw it, and when he aimed at the coffin lid and shot down with a paw and pulled it up, he felt that the master in the coffin was glaring at me again, and I didn't care so much, Zhang Ruoxu asked me about the situation, I didn't say anything at all, and as soon as the claws were retracted and then released, I grabbed the hands on the corpse."

The fat man listened attentively: "What is the result? ”

"The result?"

Rong Ping's face immediately appeared a layer of dead gray, and his face twitched slightly: "As a result, his hand grabbed my steel claws, and I was dragged upside down and dragged into ......the hole before I even had time to take off the belt on my hand."