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The sun is filtered by the clouds, but the clouds are transparent and gorgeous, and the slightest trace of it, piece by piece, is faintly visible in front of you. The strong wind washed his face, and the sky was not very clear, but Zhou Mengyuan felt dazzling. The hand on the side of the blanket carried the shovel, the other hand covered the eye, and the fingers left a gap to watch the road ahead.

Sister Huang Xing had a trick, took out a black silk from her waist, pinched the big index fingers of her two hands together, squeaked - tore in half, half of her eyes were blindfolded, and the other half was personally covered by Zhou Mengyuan, the knot was tied on her right ear, and the cloth fell under the ear, floating with the wind, handsome and Jianghu.

"How's this going?"

"Huh. It's still a ghost sister who has a trick. The eyes are no longer sour. The younger brother also has a face covering, why didn't he expect it?"

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Two poetic teenagers, a man and a woman, walked side by side, their clothes black and white, shaking with joy in the wind, and their headbands fluttering romantically in the wind. In particular, the girl's brown and red beautiful long hair fluttered with the wind from time to time, like splendid waves, beautifully decorating this lonely mountain range with no one in sight.

The green grass under their feet is the silent messenger that really sets off them.

"We're two people, as long as one can think of it. Out of the horizon is the sun. Call me Sister Huang Xing. The apricot of the apricot, the sister of the sister. ”

Zhou Mengyuan never asked about Huang Xing's name, so he couldn't hold it back, so he had to change his way and report it first.

"Yellow apricot (sister)! sweet and sour, and I drool when I think about it. I heard that eating seven pills in a row will poison people. Hehe, it's the eldest of the sisters. ”

No matter what the situation, as long as there is a slight opportunity, Zhou Mengyuan always can't forget to ridicule, to say that it is serious, it is a joke.

It is not surprising that this kind of banter is most common among adult men and women.

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A long ridge above the top of the head added trouble to the two of them walking.

After choosing a place without jujube thorns, Huang Xingjie jumped up and looked back to wait, "Come up." ”

"The little brother can't go up. You're going to have to pull me along. ”

"Hehe! Under the tomb, I saw that you have three exercises, and I really want to see what kind of magic skills it is, and why didn't you send them out?"

Zhou Mengyuan's failure was exposed, and he was ashamed, and immediately hated the old monster of Qiao Shan in his heart.

"I, little brother, I'm trying to scare you. I grew up studying, where did I get any kung fu. As he spoke, he raised the shovel upside down and let Huang Xingjie pull it.

"It doesn't work. If I miss, it's bad to shovel you. Well, you fly the shovel up to me first, and then we'll talk about it. ”

Zhou Mengyuan did so without thinking.

took the shovel, Huang Xingjie said proudly: "Little girl, you have been fooled." Sister Xing, I just want to rob this rare treasure. ”

Anyway. Turned around and disappeared.

was blocked by the ridge, and Zhou Mengyuan couldn't see the shovel and Huang Xingjie.

Maybe she knew the goods and knew that this was a magic shovel, so she deliberately set up this trap to rob it. Why am I so stupid, I never thought about it, deep in the mountains and old forests, where did the tomb come from, and it was a monk.

Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Grab a bunch of grass and climb up.

The grass doesn't help people, when Zhou Mengyuan's feet left the ground, the grass roots left the soil, fell down, the scum hit his eyes, and the people rolled, covered with blades of grass.

Rubbing his eyes, he was anxious and angry!

"Sister Huang Xing, you come back for me! Take my shovel, someone will ask you for it, and your head will fall to the ground, and you will be uneasy! Sister Huang Xing ······"

Although Zhou Mengyuan shouted and cursed loudly, his spirit had collapsed and he was completely desperate.

This beloved magic shovel, in Zhou Mengyuan's opinion, is even more valuable than his life. Because it understands human nature, has eyes, has motivation, and can even point to acupuncture points to kill people······

In times of despair, the unexpected appears!

Huang Xingjie's head poked out halfway, and there was a "giggle" smug laugh.

Zhou Mengyuan was speechless for a moment, casting angry, pleading, and expectant eyes.

"Death! As soon as you break the shovel, you will be angry like this, your eyes will be red, and you will cry in anger, right? In the future, you will marry a wife, and if you run away with someone, you will not blow up your lungs. Come on, let's get down to business. ”

If you don't use the shovel handle, it's going to be funny.

Huang Xingjie turned around and lay down, put down one leg, the dirty and couldn't tell the specific background, the soles of the low-waisted boots were crooked, very naughty.

The shovel was on top, and Zhou Mengyuan had no choice but to grab the sole of the dirty boot and climb up with difficulty.

The shovel was lost and recovered, and Zhou Mengyuan was happy and angry. A stream of hot blood boiled up to the top of his head, threw away his coat, and pressed down Sister Huang Xing, who did not resist······

The wind is also light, the sun is still the same sun, the clouds are still the same colorful clouds, and above the ridge, a thatched field is ravaged by oppression.

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The two of them inquired about each other all the way to the monk's tomb.

The mound was small, almost leveled, and covered with old weeds and trees, with two thick cypress trees in front and two towering ginkgo trees in front and two in the back.

Judging by the stout and tall size of these four trees, this tomb is a long, long age.

According to the conventional yin house feng shui, tombs and tombs are always built in gloomy and secluded places, and the location of this tomb is condescending, but it makes people feel that their vision is wide and open-minded.

The tomb, higher up the mountain, is located on top of a cliff. Facing the mountains in the north and deep valleys in the west, the three sides are open, and from a distance, the villages and large buildings at the foot of Qiao Mountain can be seen at a glance, which shows that the tomb owner is a person who likes tranquility and wants to take in the beautiful scenery of nature.

Zhou Mengyuan faced south and found the Dharma Gate Pagoda, which had been reduced by a lot of distance, and also said that he had determined the location of his feet - due north, west.

I turned around the grave a few times, but found no place to enter the cave. Zhou Mengyuan couldn't see any doorways, just looked around the two ginkgo trees.

"This kind of tree is not very common in our north. ”

"It's called the ginkgo tree, and it's growing very slowly. Guess where we should get in?"

Zhou Mengyuan had already observed, and said without thinking: "Naturally, it's Sister Ghost, no, it's the tunnel dug by Sister Huang to get in." ”

"Don't call me Sister Huang! Just call me Sister Huang Xing, sweet and sour and yellow, good-looking, delicious and cute. ”

"You are a year older than me, so it is better to call you Sister Xing. ”

"It's a big one. The actual age is a few months older than you!" Huang Xingjie seemed to mind saying that she was old, especially for Zhou Mengyuan, and she was even more reluctant.

"Call me Sister Xing. Sister, also sister. Without further ado, let's get down to business. ”

Huang Xingjie took Zhou Mengyuan to a groove on the edge of the cliff, went down cautiously, and entered through a tunnel on the side of the groove.

"You can find such a dangerous place?"

"I'm a ghost. It's not easy to find ghosts?"

The burial chamber is not big, it is a circular shape, the diameter is less than two zhang, all are stacked with stone strips and stone chips, the workmanship is fine, the layers are distinct; the top is concave, the ground is made of irregular small stone chips, and the cylindrical space.

There are not too many furnishings and funeral items in the room, perhaps, the valuables have been taken away by the predecessors or Huang Xingjie in advance.

The only thing that catches the eye is that in the center of the top position, there is a rectangular white marble incense case. The case is four feet long, two feet wide, and two inches thick. On it are incense burners and candlesticks, all of which are hewn out of stone, which are clumsy and easy to preserve. At both ends of the incense case, there are neatly stacked blackened bamboo skin scriptures.

Zhou Mengyuan was curious, and reached out to take it.

"Don't move! ”

Sister Huang Xing put her hands behind her back and reminded loudly on the side.

"Sooner or later, I'm going to move. I want to see the content. ”

Zhou Mengyuan was stubborn, regardless of the stop, and stretched out his hands.

Carefully, hold the ends of a stack of scrolls, and try to pick them up and look at them.

"Hula!"

The bamboo skin has been seriously aged, Zhou Mengyuan only got a little bit at both ends, and the rest fell to the ground and shattered.

Seeing that the scriptures were destroyed, Sister Huang Xing was very distressed, and said sharply:

"Don't let you move! ”

Squatting down, Zhou Mengyuan didn't dare to stretch out his hand again, focusing his gaze and carefully examining the mutilated words that had been smoothed out by the hand of time. The text, like a bull's nose circle, is going around and around, and I don't know any of them.

"Do you understand? What does it say?"

Zhou Mengyuan got up, shook his head and laughed at himself, "Hehe." All of them are foreign characters, and I don't know any of them. ”

"Wow! I don't know Luo Di Xiucai, which means that the identity of this tomb owner is very unusual. If it's broken, don't worry about it, if it's not moved, don't move, and leave it to the more knowledgeable latecomers to study. ”

"Drink! I didn't expect you, a tomb robber, to be a conservator. ”

"Of course. We rob tombs for the sake of livelihood, and only take what is useful to us, and do not destroy anything else that is useless, and leave it to future generations and useful people. ”

A female thief has such a high realm, which makes Zhou Mengyuan admire and move. Yes, we rob tombs as a last resort, only grabbing useful things, and there is no need to maliciously destroy them. Perhaps, hundreds of years and several dynasties, those carved stones, woodcarvings, etc., will come in handy and exchange money and food for some people.

"That's it. If you can't read those words, it means that this place has nothing to gain from us. Let's go. Go outside and see the scenery. ”

"You go first. I'd like to see again. ”

"Hehe! The owner of the tomb is a monk. The monks pay attention to the emptiness of the four major things. The four are empty, that is, there is nothing. Keep your eyes open and fish, and you'll get all the catch. I'll go first to see if I can catch a hare or something. ”

Anyway. Huang Xingjie waved her sleeves away.

Zhou Mengyuan calmed down, carefully observed and thought for a while, picked up the shovel, and tapped everywhere with the handle, hoping to find a mezzanine, compartment or something.

Except for the top, almost all the surrounding and ground were knocked, and no unusual sound was heard.

Really. I ran away from two large-scale tombs, and I didn't get a single artifact. Bad financial luck.

I wanted to leave, but I couldn't help but glance back at the white jade incense case and the furnishings and scriptures on the case.

Oops! Why did you forget the incense case?

Never mind. It's just that little place, what can you hide?

Turning around and leaving, and unwilling.

I'm hesitating about what's wrong.

Zhou Mengyuan annoyed himself.

Only the unthinkable, there is nothing that cannot be done.

I thought about it and didn't do it, I didn't see a result, and there will always be a knot in my heart.

It's better to still wish for it, don't let this knot be hanging on to your heart forever.

Knowing that it was hopeless, in order to untie the knot, in order not to regret it, Zhou Mengyuan turned around and went back very reluctantly, and shoveled twice on the ground under the incense case with a shovel.

"Bell!

It was impossible to tell if it was the sound of a shovel or the echo from underground.

Turn the shovel and poke it with a handle, but the wish is gone.

"Boom-"

The sound is not normal.

"Knock-"

Something is wrong.

"Knock-knock-knock-"

There is a case!

The unexpected discovery made Zhou Mengyuan both happy and nervous. Throwing away the shovel and blanket, she climbed out of the tunnel, climbed the cliff and looked, and saw Huang Xingjie on the branch of a tree in the distance, and she didn't know what to look at.

When he came back quickly, he first picked up the stone chips on the surface with his hands, threw them aside, picked up the shovel and dug it.

That drive, that speed, like crazy.

As the color of the soil changed, Zhou Mengyuan judged that the treasure was about to appear, and the excavation speed would slow down.

A spade.

Two spades.

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When the sixth spade was counted, the tip of the shovel had hit a hard object!

Succeed!

The time to make a fortune is coming.

Worried about destruction, he put down the shovel, squatted down, and Zhou Mengyuan dug with both hands.

Gradually, a piece of white marble with a smooth surface appeared.

Although it was broad daylight, knowing that no one was disturbing, Zhou Mengyuan was so nervous that his heart was short of breath and he was feverish.

It's out! It's out!

It's a small white marble coffin!

It is said to be a small coffin, which is a small coffin - less than a foot long, and no more than half a foot wide and high.

However, the workmanship is fine, and the flowers, birds, grasses, insects and alpine fairyland are embossed at both ends and on both sides, and there are also a few words, which are the same as the scriptures on the incense case, and Zhou Mengyuan does not know them.

Under such circumstances, what Zhou Mengyuan cared about was not the pattern and text, but the coffin in front of him and the things in the coffin.

Such a small coffin, although it can be exchanged for a few dollars, but the capacity inside is limited, the gold bars and silver cups are acceptable, and if it is replaced by a scripture, it will vomit blood.

Very worried about weathering!

Zhou Mengyuan took the dimest place to the light, squatted down, put it down gently, and carefully removed the lid of the small coffin with trembling hands.

The things in the coffin that caught his eye made Zhou Mengyuan confused, disappointed, and depressed.

A butt sat on the ground.

In an instant, it surprised him more than once.

Frightened and excited, he jumped up.

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