Lao Hu didn't answer the fat man, but analyzed us: "The dry thunder of this ghost thunder mountain, in fact, most of them are made by those mines, and the dry thunder that can really hit the eighteen dry days is rare once in a hundred years, I see that the eighteen divine thunders you hear must be made out of the chaos, and the ordinary zongzi bioelectricity is not enough, so it can't lead to thunder at all." ”

The fat man was dumbfounded, and muttered: "Good boy, the little brother still has such a hand, I knew that we would just drill the thief hole and wait for the thunder." Zhao Wang also nodded violently beside him, and said, "Evil brother, I have long advised you to go out, but you just didn't listen, now it's okay......"

At this moment, I really feel the urge to scold my mother. The stuffy oil bottle with a thousand knives, since I want to take the zongzi to lead the thunder, I don't know how to say hello in advance, now I take a group of people to insist on moving forward, if it is really folded here, I will die, and I will be buried with Lao Hu and the two of them, I will not feel at ease even if I die.

Seeing my look of remorse, the fat man sighed, patted me on the shoulder, and said, "As long as the little brother is fine, he doesn't see us go out, he will definitely fight to find someone, with him, we can't die if we want to." ”

I couldn't help but sigh, although the fat man was unreliable, he was to the point. Although the stuffy oil bottle usually looks like a stuffy gourd, but how he treats me and the fat man, I feel like a mirror in my heart, as long as he is safe and sound, he will definitely fight to save us, with the experience of the stuffy oil bottle machine, he will definitely discover the mystery of this tomb in the tomb.

Thinking of having a stuffy oil bottle as a backup, several of us were in high spirits, Lao Hu replenished some physical strength and eased up, got up to observe the surrounding environment, and then, his eyes stayed on the tomb door, looking extremely intent.

While thinking about the stuffy oil bottle, I was wary of Zhao Wang, but the more I looked at it, the more I felt that he was no different from ordinary people, and I couldn't help but wonder if I was wrong before? Maybe it's the mark that this kid planted when he made love to a beautiful woman?

But if you think about it, this kid has been working in my store for more than two years, and I haven't seen him have any relationship with any woman, even if there is a relationship, the mark should be erased after more than ten days.

The more I thought about it, the more uncertain I became, and I couldn't help but want to make sure.

Zhao Wang was probably tired and ruthless, and when he had a chance to rest, he could rest his breath and fall to the ground on all fours. My heart moved, I walked up to him with a light cough, and said, "There is still some medicine in the equipment bag, take the opportunity to bandage the wound on your leg, and I will help you." ”

If it is really a corpse spot, then there must be an imprint on the soles of his feet, because the formation of corpse spots is due to the blood deposition after death, which is from the bottom to the top, and the lower the place, the more obvious it is.

Zhao Wang suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a flattered expression, and said, "This, how embarrassing this is, I'll just come by myself." I ignored him, took his legs in my arms, and pretended to take off his shoes.

The fat man sighed beside him: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, look, such a good boss can't be found with a lantern, you have to work hard in the future." Zhao Wang nodded again and again, and said, "Yes, yes, the evil brother is good, but don't take off your shoes, my feet stink." ”

I ignored him and picked up his shoes, and all of a sudden, the smell of my feet rushed straight to my nose and almost smoked me to death.

The fat man groaned and said, "This smell is bigger than mine, I said young people, pay attention to hygiene." ”

Zhao Wang's face turned red, I was afraid of missing the opportunity, so I quickly scolded the fat man and said, "Damn, you still have time to wash your feet." As he spoke, he went to take off Zhao Wang's socks, Zhao Wang was a little embarrassed, blushing and shouting: "Boss, don't, don't be like this......"

However, he couldn't stop me, and I was soon stripped naked, and I took the opportunity to look at the soles of his feet while drugged him, and I couldn't help but be stunned at a glance.

The soles of his feet were rotten, but not rotten, but the wounds after the blisters burst, sticky and greasy, and it hurt to look at, no wonder this kid limped when he walked. Since almost the entire soles of his feet were covered in rotten blisters and sticky with blood, I could barely see the original appearance, and after several glances, I could not find any traces of corpse spots.

Am I really too careful?

Maybe it's not a corpse spot, but a bruise? It's normal for him to be a rookie and have some bruises on his body. Thinking of this, I shook my head, feeling that I had been too careful in the past two years, as the so-called once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of the well rope, it seems that I am really not suitable for fighting anymore, in this way, it will definitely become a suspicious neurotic.

I shook my head, threw him to his feet, and said, "Get on it yourself." ”

"Ahh

I glared at him and said, "Ahhhhhh Your feet are too smelly, pay attention to hygiene. Zhao Wang suddenly showed an expression of wanting to cry without tears, which made me feel like I was bullying women and children.

At this moment, Lao Hu suddenly gasped, and shouted without looking back: "Wu Xie, come here." He fixed his eyes on the pattern on the door of the tomb and said, "Look, what is this?" ”

I leaned over to take a closer look and found that the tomb door was engraved with the scene of the tomb owner's burial, but when I looked at it, I realized that something was wrong, because the upper part of the painting turned out to be the construction map of the tomb of the Ming Dynasty!

The deformed python coffin appeared again in the painting, but this time, the coffin has not been covered, and there are two people lying in it, a man and a woman, which is a joint burial scene, next to the coffin, standing a person wearing a bird mask, which seems to be holding a burial ceremony.

In the second half of the painting, however, the scene suddenly changes, as if in another mausoleum, and the main character in the painting is the man with the bird mask, who leaves only a back and seems to be moving forward.

Then, in the last scene, the man with the bird mask turns around, then sits cross-legged and doesn't move.

What's going on? In this tomb door, how can there be the construction scene of the Ming Dynasty tomb above?

I was immediately confused, I always thought that the tombs in this tomb were from different dynasties, but now it seems that these two tombs were built at the same time, which is too unreasonable.

The fat man obviously felt that something was wrong, staring at the pattern on the tomb door and speculating, "Could it be that the owners of these two tombs are relatives?" ”

I also think that the second monk is confused, especially why the person with the bird mask in the mural appeared in two tombs at the same time? Could it be that he was the designer of these two tombs?

The fat man speculated for a long time and had no clue, so he said to Lao Hu: "I said surnamed Hu, you have nothing to do, what are you talking about, I see that what is engraved on it is that a relative died at the same time, for convenience, a two-story tomb was built, and there is nothing to do." ”

Lao Hu's eyes never left the tomb gate, and when he heard the words, he snorted and said, "You know a fart." As he spoke, he pointed to the man with the bird mask in the painting and said to me, "Wu Xie, come and see, there is something wrong with this person's clothes." ”

The mural on the stone door was carved out, and the length was larger, but the lines were thinner, so it was not easy to recognize, and I stared at it for a long time before I finally saw a little sign, and immediately noticed that something was wrong, because the person with the bird mask was wearing a feather coat.

The feather coat does not belong to the casual clothes of the ancients, but a kind of clothing that can only be worn by a special status.

"This man is a alchemist." I replied.

Zhao Wang also ran over to join in the fun, and said, "It seems to be, it should be a Taoist priest." ”

Lao Hu nodded, looking quite excited, and said: "Yes, the clothes he wears are the formal clothes of some ancient monks, and the shape of this feather coat is layered, implying bird feathers, and has the meaning of 'ascending to heaven like a bird'." ”

"I told you before that the people who can really recognize the immortal acupoints are often these scholars, but even if they recognize them, they won't point them out, but secretly remember the lower position and keep it for themselves, and then you look at this person."

As he spoke, Lao Hu pointed to the last pattern, which was the birdman sitting cross-legged.

At this time, Zhao Wang suddenly sighed and said, "He's dead." ”

The fat man and I didn't reflect it for a while, and Zhao Wang saw that we didn't understand, so he pointed to the man: "Evil brother, you see, this person's way of sitting with his legs stacked is called 'Stacking Clouds and Sitting Forgetting', which is the way for some people who cultivate immortals and practice the Tao when they die, and this person is already dead." "I really don't know much about these Fangshi, Zhao Wang likes to think about some unpopular things on weekdays, so he knows better than me.

I looked at the priest with the bird mask, and then thought about Lao Hu's previous words, and my heart suddenly chuckled, and an idea suddenly popped up.

Lao Hu nodded, agreed with Zhao Wang's words, and then analyzed: "If these monks want to enter the immortal cave, it is not enough to dig a pit and bury it, if they want to gather the vitality in the cave, they must carry out feng shui layout of the burial ground, which is a big project, not something that ordinary people can complete, besides, most of the monks will not have much financial and material resources." ”

At this moment, not only me, but even the fat man also reflected, and with a snort in his mouth, he said happily: "Damn, I understand." This birdman borrowed the power of the prince above and dug another tomb under the king's tomb. ”

Lao Hu rubbed his hands excitedly and said: "Yes, this person is also very capable, he helped this prince to light the tomb, repaired this upper and lower tomb, let the prince live on top, and he himself was below, and he also used this prince as a gun." ”

Zhao Wang was puzzled: "When a gunman? ”

Lao Hu patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Silly boy." ”

Then, he explained: "After we entered the tomb of the prince, the murderous things emerged in endlessly, in fact, I was wondering, it stands to reason that there should not be so many murderous things in a fairy fight, at that time I even wondered if the feng shui here has been destroyed, and now I understand that this monk not only used the prince's financial resources to build a tomb for himself, but he also made a very vague change to the feng shui above, so that the tomb above presents a great murderous image, and the atmosphere is completely corrupted, and the tomb robbers who will touch the gold point will definitely be fooled." , I thought it was a fairy fight above, but in fact, the real fairy fight was here, and it was arranged into a fierce place by this monk, using the tomb owner as a shield, this scheming is really terrifying. ”

The fat man hissed in his mouth and said: "After doing it for a long time, it is a fake hole that lures the snake out of the hole, that prince is really pitiful, he helped build a grave before his death, and he was even used by others after death." ”

My heart suddenly became excited, no wonder the tomb above is full of weirdness, and it is a disguise after a long time, so in this bucket, isn't there a real elixir?