"Big boss, I'm afraid that those miscellaneous people saw that you were young and didn't notify you to go, so they lit the bright son in advance!" A man shouted outside the tent.

We heard the sound and went out and looked at the place where the loud noise had come from. In the distance, there was a mountain col filled with gunsmoke and dust.

"What should I do? Do you want to wait for the opportunity to do the group of people guarding the tomb gate, and then seal the fox nest and suffocate these eight lambs. Hu Liang said indignantly.

"Wait and see." Li Qingshan waved his hand and said.

Li Qingshan told us that there were too many people coming to the fox demon tomb this time, and many rivals from the north and south had met, and many people had a lot of enmity between them, and some were feuds passed down from their ancestors for generations. Some of them are the teams that dig up the tombs and collide with each other in a certain period, and some are the contradictory relationships formed by the different concepts between the sects, and it is easy to pinch them up when they meet. At the same time, the tomb robbers this time are not necessarily all tomb robbers, and some are strange people who live in seclusion on the rivers and lakes, and they usually put a mask on their faces, and few people recognize them.

On the way, Ji Zi asked Li Qingshan about the four factions and nine gates in this mountain-touching and upside-down business, Li Qingshan briefly told us, it turned out that in addition to the four factions of touching gold, moving mountains, unloading mountains and Faqiu, there are also nine gates formed in nine regions such as Shaanxi, Lingnan, Northeast, and Xiangxi, which is quite a kind of Jianghu people sect division.

"Brother Li, among the four factions and nine sects, which sect and sect are you?" An Xiaowu asked curiously.

Li Qingshan replied: "I'm not a sect or a faction. I just learned some things from my grandfather's notes, and if I had to divide them, I could only be regarded as a trader. ”

"Hehe, little fat man, you don't know, we don't like to be restrained, the most taboo thing about this mountain is that there is no organizational constraint, a sentence from the house at a critical time, who wants to pounce on a dead man's pit, then you have to lie down, otherwise they are all people who are afraid of death, no one dares to give up their lives to have a group of people to play, the head of the house has given up some of the rich people's tombs for his brothers, but to the four factions and nine doors of the people to pick up the cheap, send two lives into the ghost to feed, and then the soft antiques should be served in the nest." When Hu Liang talked about Li Qingshan, his eyes were not only admiration, but also admiration.

Li Qingshan's tent was not far from the fox demon tomb in the col of Lao Ye Mountain, and it took not long for him to reach the side of the mountain after a three-mile journey.

From a distance, we saw that the col was full of people. Many people noticed that we were walking here, with a vigilant look in their eyes, Li Qingshan walked in the front, leading everyone through the crowd, but at this time, a young man with a retro pigtail of the Qing Dynasty greeted him, and the young man looked like he was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a hairy mole on the corner of his mouth, which looked a little evil.

The young man showed deep contempt for Li Qingshan and said: "Yo, who should I be with this aggressive group of people, Li Qingshan, your team is really getting more and more strange, when will there be a short man and a fat man in it?" ”

"Fuck you, Dao Ye is standing so far away, what kind of trick did you provoke you, you came up and picked me, didn't you?" An Xiaowu saw that the young man with pigtails on his head didn't say anything, but talked about him. It was immediately a big hit.

"Three-inch pig, don't think that if you hide in the crowd, I can't do anything to you. When I say short and fat, I actually mean you. The young man said with a crooked mouth.

An Xiaowu was so angry that he stepped forward to make a move with this young man, but was stopped by Ji Zizheng and them.

Hu Liang whispered to me that this young man's name is Zhao Wenzheng, and he is one of the four factions and nine gates of Xiangxi bandits, and this group of people is a group of mountain bandits who abandoned the mountains and fled after the liberation.

The people of the Xiangxi Gang are the most vicious and vicious, leaving no room for tomb robbing, digging up corpses and digging graves, taking all that can be taken, burning all that cannot be taken, and unscrupulous means to achieve the goal, at most more than 20 people died in order to dig out a few catties of gold, and the people who offended them were either intercepted or died in a daze.

Zombies are popular in Xiangxi, and they are big bosses who will use the art of corpses, if they encounter zombies in the tomb, they can't really help him if they are not at the level of the corpse king, so this Xiangxi gang has a high reputation in the nine gates, saying that there is no tomb that they can't steal, as for this Zhao Wenzheng, he is a dog-legged, and his natural mouth is not pumping, relying on the prestige of their big boss, people outside the four factions and nine doors insult him at will, and no one dares to do anything to him.

Seeing that An Xiaowu still dared to rush over, Zhao Wenzheng stared at Li Qingshan with wide eyes and said: "Look at your subordinates, there is no respect and humility etiquette, you are dragging all the relatives of your seven aunts and eight aunts, and you are not afraid that the whole family will be buried alive, but it is not to save money for funerals!" ”

I laughed out loud when I heard Zhao Wenzheng's words: "This Zhao Wenzheng is indeed a twitchy mouth." ”

"What the are you laughing at!" Zhao Wenzheng and An Xiaowu were facing each other, and behind him was a group of vicious Xiangxi bandits, and he suddenly pointed at me and scolded.

I waved my hand and threw it in his face from a distance of ten meters, and he was fanned into the middle of the crowd with an "ah", and his fingerprints on his face were distinct, and he wailed. A group of Xiangxi bandits were about to rush over, and Hu Liang pulled out a waist knife from his waist, but one of the Xiangxi gangs stopped them, the man was a young man with a scar on his face, he stopped his men, hugged Li Qingshan, and invited Li Qingshan to enter. Younger brother of the elderly.

"Second brother, that person knows witchcraft, he beat me and shot him into a sieve!" Zhao Wenzheng got up half-dizzy and half-awake, and shouted at the second brother in his mouth, but was slapped and fainted by the young man with the scar on his face.

We followed Li Qingshan to the door of the Black Fox Tomb, and there was a group of people standing at the door, young and old, all of whom looked heroic, and I vaguely felt that some of them were surrounded by Dao Qi, and in the middle of this group of people, there were two Dao Bone Immortal Wind Dao Masters.

In front of us, a couple of men with rifles were stopping us.

I sensed a lot of ambush in the nearby hills, all holding a strange tube gun that looked like a short spear.

An old man with gray temples at the gate of the mountain saw Li Qingshan, so he signaled to let Li Qingshan go in at the pass, Hu Liang told me that this person is a captain who touches gold, a famous hand in the tomb robbery world, and is one of the advocates of the four factions and nine gates to besiege and kill the black fox demon, touch gold is the head of the four factions, this person is called Hu Wanfang, proficient in the method of finding the dragon and fixing the hole, and the entrance to the fox demon tomb is what he found.

This Hu Wanfang and Li Qingshan's grandfather Lao Li Tou were old friends, so he also took care of Li Qingshan, Li Qingshan got his grandfather's inheritance, and in recent years, the rumors have gradually risen, Hu Wanfang forced Li Qingshan to pull Li Qingshan into the team of four factions and nine gates, and no one dared to have any opinions, not to mention that Li Qingshan's tricks are a few points more powerful than those masters in the antique treasure world, not only can you see the age of various antiques and softness, but also can determine the specific age of the ancient tomb at a glance, and it is good to bring him to the person who visited the tomb to make corresponding preparations.

Li Qingshan turned his head and beckoned me and Hu Liang to go in, after Hu Liang and I entered from the pass, An Xiaowu was not happy, and also shouted to go in, the fireball in his hand floated, it seemed that it was specially for Hu Wanfang to see, Hu Wanfang nodded and motioned to the gatekeeper to let him in.

"My friends don't have any practitioners, so it's okay to leave them outside, right?" I asked, a little worried.

Hu Liang said: "Brother Wang Yang, rest assured, the people who are in charge of the house all dare to shoot the man, they know that your friend is a friend of the benefactor, even if you die, your friend will not be hurt, if the brother is not at ease, then I will stay, with the ability of the elder brother, it will be fine if you encounter danger." ”

"No, I think I'm thinking too much." I responded.

After the door of the black fox tomb was blown open, a group of people cleaned up the rocks in front of the tomb door and retreated to both sides, and then a group of people with firearms walked in front and led everyone into this dark tomb.

There were about three or four hundred people around the periphery of the fox demon tomb, and there were about 100 people who entered the tomb, except for a few leaders of the four sects and nine factions and the cronies and masters around them, the rest were subordinates of each of the four sects and nine factions, each with a gun in his hand.

When we entered the tomb, it was pitch black, and when everyone fixed their flashlights and torches to the wall, it became clear that there was a terrifying scene in front of us. There is only one tomb door of the fox demon tomb, and on the tomb door is a hideous ghost yaksha, and the walls are covered with black and wrist-thick iron chains, including the walls, which are as black as ink, as if walking into hell.

An old man with a torch shouted in his throat: "Find the dragon and fix the cave, bring the tomb people here, please touch the golden beard and light the light!" ”