The two of them walked through the group of dry rest houses, went up 100 meters along the intersection on the north side of the road, and suddenly an open green space appeared in front of them, tall pines and cypresses, surrounded by an ancient stele pavilion with a yellow glazed tile roof, quietly waiting at the end of the road.

Stepping into the dense forest, going to the depths, it didn't take long for a little-known Huangwa Imperial Mausoleum to stand in front of you, this is the seventh emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Yingzong: Zhu Qizhen's younger brother Zhu Qijue's mausoleum: Jingtai Mausoleum.

When the two of them came to Jingtai Mausoleum, they found that this place was protected at some point, except for the gate, they could vaguely see that there was a fence erected inside, obviously Jin Muxuan was a little lonely.

I don't know, it doesn't mean that the country doesn't know, in front of the state machine, if you want to find this Ming Fourteenth Tomb, there will naturally not be too much trouble.

Seeing this, Yang Dali looked at Jin Muxuan and asked, "Boss, what should I do, it seems that this place is protected." ”

"Let's go." Jin Muxuan saw that there were still people stationed inside, and he spit out a word without looking back, and Yang Dali followed up.

Of course, Jin Muxuan naturally won't leave like this, in his opinion, Lao Dao must be around here, even if he doesn't enter the mausoleum, he must find that Lao Dao.

Fortunately, Jingtai Mausoleum is not big, in terms of scale, it is smaller than any mausoleum of the Ming Ming Tombs, the two of them just went around to the back of the mausoleum, and they saw the figure of Lao Dao, only to see Lao Dao sneakily behind a boulder, tinkering with something, as if he was measuring things.

"Boss, it's a silver dingbell."

Jin Muxuan pulled Yang Dali around behind a big tree, leaned over and looked at the silver dingbell, only to know that in addition to the measuring tools in Lao Dao's hand, there was also a sapper shovel, but he was not digging a tunnel, but digging small pits around the boulder.

Seeing this, Jin Muxuan muttered to himself with some puzzlement: "This old way shouldn't be digging a pit and burying explosives, this is too close to the place where the front is stationed, isn't this looking for death?" ”

Sure enough, he saw Lao Dao take out a bag and pour the gunpowder inside, and then Jin Muxuan actually saw Lao Dao replace the iron sheet of the bomb with an aluminum sheet, and adjust the 8 sections of the line, although the power is reduced, it can solve the problem of 2 times the sound, and saw him cover the soil, leaving only the fuse outside.

"This old way is quite a set, like this, this sound is at most a muffled thunder, and it can't attract the attention of those people in front, but what kind of place will be under this boulder, could it be that it leads to the mausoleum?" With Jin Muxuan's understanding of the production of explosives, he immediately saw the intention of the old way.

"Boss, this old way is so fierce, what are we going to do now?" Yang Dali heard Jin Muxuan's words, and his heart was a little frightened.

Jin Muxuan Zou frowned and said, "Wait." I don't think he will do it now, it should be tonight, so we must also complete our business and find the yellow coat before the old way alarms the guards. ”

Because, now he doesn't have a clue about the yellow coat, but the rag was burned by the silver bell, and although Jin Muxuan remembered the words on the rag, he didn't have too many clues.

"Hey, it seems that I have to follow the old road in at night to have a look." Jin Muxuan thought helplessly in his heart, he can now believe that the yellow coat is in Jingtailing.

Yang Dali looked at Jin Muxuan in surprise: "Boss, you want to rob the tomb?" ”

"Bang!" When Jin Muxuan heard this, he unceremoniously knocked on the head of the head.

laughed and scolded: "What kind of tomb robbery, I'm here to check the clues, the thing after the rag is burned, the old Tao said that it is the key, I think the yellow coat may be in it." ”

Then he pondered and thought: It doesn't matter if he doesn't take this order, but the person next to Xu Qiang is actually Ri himself, so Secretary Li makes him feel guilty, Jin Muxuan can't help but wonder if the matter entrusted this time has something to do with Xiao Ri Ben.

If that's the case, wouldn't he be a traitor, find the cultural relics of his own country, and then give them to Japan himself, the more Jin Muxuan thinks about it, the more he thinks about it. In fact, he didn't know that so many of his thoughts were just comforting himself and having an excuse for himself to enter the mausoleum.

"Who?" The silver bell suddenly became vigilant, and Jin Muxuan saw that the secret passage was discovered, and he reluctantly walked out from behind the tree.

After Yin Dingjing saw that it was Jin Muxuan and the two, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "It's the two of you?" Didn't you go to a nap, why are you so interested in following the old ass? ”

Hearing the yin and yang weird tone of the silver bell, Jin Muxuan couldn't help but smile embarrassedly: "Yin Dao Chief, actually, we also want to come out and have a look, get familiar with the surrounding environment, and find the yellow coat as soon as possible." ”

For this lame reason, Yin Dingding was disdainful in his heart, but he didn't poke anything, just nodded, and said to the two: "Since you are here, come to help, I am alone, in today, I can't dig so many pits." ”

Jin Muxuan was stunned when he heard this, he couldn't imagine that the silver dingbell was so direct, could it be that the people who moved the mountain were so easy to talk to, and they were not afraid of taboos, so they couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Boy, you don't have to be sloppy, you know who I am, right?" Yin Dingjing's godly eyes stared at Jin Muxuan, and he felt a little weak in his heart.

Could it be that he was discovered, but how did he know, did he want to trick his own words?

With a roll of his eyes, Jin Muxuan spoke: "I know, isn't your ancestor in this area?" You're here to take the remains of your ancestors, aren't you? ”

Lao Dao's eyes flashed when he heard this, but he nodded to Jin Muxuan: "Yes, you two come, this sapper shovels the big one, you go with me to sprinkle the medicine." ”

Jin Muxuan secretly said in his heart, 'Old Fox', this old way is really cunning, fortunately, he is pretending to be stupid, if he knows himself, he already knows the identity of his mountain mover, but he is afraid that he will not be able to complete the entrusted task this time, at least the next many things, Lao Dao will definitely not tell himself.

Yang Dali took the sapper shovel with some confusion, and began to dig a pit according to the places drawn by the old way, he seemed to be the boss's person, why was he pulled to be a coolie of the old way.

Jin Muxuan's eyes signaled to work vigorously, and he followed the old way to start the division of labor to sprinkle gunpowder, according to the average amount of medicine distributed by the old way, Jin Muxuan knew that the buried points arranged by the old way were all silenced.

I couldn't help but be curious: "Chief Yindao, you have arranged so many silencer explosives, are you going to enter the tomb at night?" ”

Hearing Jin Muxuan's words, Lao Dao turned his head and showed a hint of surprise on his face: "Hey, boy, you can do it, you know all about this silencer explosive." Yes, according to the clues I have, the remains of my ancestors should be down here. ”

Jin Muxuan nodded and didn't say anything when he heard this, but he was thinking in his heart about how credible this silver dingling bell was.

An hour later, all the points were arranged, and because of the dense forest behind the mausoleum here, no one was found, but Jin Muxuan always felt like a thief, and there was still a trace of excitement in his heart.

touched his cheek and couldn't help but be depressed: "Are you still interested in this inverted fight?" ”

After arranging, the three of them went back, and on the way, Jin Muxuan asked Lao Dao: "Dao Chief, since you said that the rag is the key, is the yellow coat in the mausoleum?" ”

Unexpectedly, the silver dingbell shook his head directly: "It's not inside!" ”

Yang Dali wondered, this yellow coat is not in the mausoleum, so how can the yellow sheet from the rags be the key in the mausoleum, and immediately asked the silver dingding, and the silver dingding bell told the two that the key has nothing to do with the yellow vest.

The two of them couldn't help but be dumbfounded when they heard it, so the two of them came all the way from Shanghai, wouldn't they be able to do anything, and the 100% performance of the Detective Agency would not be over.

Jin Muxuan smiled bitterly: "Dao Chief, why does Boss Xu still say that this rag is a clue to the yellow coat?" ”

Seeing Jin Muxuan's puzzled appearance, Yin Dingdang couldn't help but feel funny, and after thinking about it, he told the two of them about the secrets of five hundred years ago.

Jin Muxuan knew that Emperor Ming Jingtai also hid a yellow coat, and for this thing, the ancestor of the silver dingbell was affected.

Judging from it this way, it is not wrong to say that the rag is a clue, and with the rag, if you find the ancestor of the old way, you may be able to get some clues of enlightenment.

But Jin Muxuan is a little bottomless, according to the secret told by the old way, since five hundred years ago, Emperor Yingzong sent so many people and didn't find this yellow coat, would he find it this time.

The origin of this yellow coat is not clear, he only knows that the Qing Dynasty only has a yellow jacket, but he is afraid that the follow-up will not be able to be exquisite, and he will talk about it after he finds it.

Thinking of this, Jin Muxuan regretted taking it with some regret, this was an unclear business, and he was also an employer who was implicated in Japan, which made Jin Muxuan very depressed.

When he returned to the courtyard, Yin Ding Bell pretended to be inadvertent, passing by the two water tanks, Jin Muxuan saw it, and knew that the old fox was going to check the leaves on the cover. Seeing this, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and with great strength, he returned to the house.

As soon as Yang Dali entered the house, he poured two glasses of water, handed them to Jin Muxuan, took a sip, and then said, "Boss, do we also follow that old way to the mausoleum at night?" ”

Sitting on the wooden bench and taking the water glass, Jin Muxuan raised his head and smiled when he heard this: "Go, why don't you go." However, we don't want to move any of the things inside, just see if there are any clues about the yellow coat, I can't imagine that this list is so troublesome. ”

Yang Dali nodded after listening, he had heard the story of tomb robbers since he was a child, and he couldn't imagine that he was fortunate enough to follow a professional tomb robber into the tomb now, and he couldn't help but look forward to it a little in his heart. In Yang Dali's opinion, since this mountain mover is famous, he must be a very professional tomb robber.

When night fell, the dry rest house not far away was already brightly lit, Jin Muxuan and Yang Dali ate some dry food brought from the hostel in the morning, and then went to the courtyard to wait for the old road.

It was a summer night, at this time, on the trees outside, there was a cry of knowing, but Lao Dao still did not go out of the house, the two of them farted in the courtyard, and gradually the night darkened, and the call of knowing also stopped, and it was ten o'clock in the evening at this moment, and this wait was four hours.

"Boss, what is this old man doing, he won't sit down, he hasn't come out for so long, and I'm not afraid that I will suffocate to death in the room alone." Yang Dali muttered dissatisfiedly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Yang Dali's voice fell, the door of Lao Dao's room opened. "Squeak"

The two looked at Lao Dao with some dumbfounded, only to see that Lao Dao's robe had been changed, and his whole body had changed into a night robe, holding a large package behind him, and a sharp knife stuck in his waist.

Jin Muxuan's forehead was sweating, and he looked at the silver bell and said, "Eh, Yindao chief, you are"

But seeing that Yin Ding Bell didn't care, he beat his teeth, and said: "Professional holes, aren't you dressed up like this?" ”

Drilling professionally?

"......" Jin Muxuan and the two rolled their eyes directly.