Chapter 361 Diary of the Guilty Buffalo Diggers
After the five people of the earthen pot entered the Cave of Sorrow, Su Yang and the three of them also fell from the sky, looking at the messy footprints on the ground and the abandoned fire, Su Yang slowly fell into deep thought.
Judging from these traces on the ground, it is obvious that another group of uninvited guests have arrived here before the people of the earthen pot arrived, but I don't know where these guys came from and what is the purpose?
"Could it be that those guys from the violent search and arrest group haven't died yet?" Su Yang muttered with a flash of inspiration in his mind.
"No, it won't. ā
The wine fairy on the side suddenly squatted down and said.
"Hmm, what's the solution?" asked Su Yang.
"Well, look. ā
Jiu Xian'er picked up an iron pickaxe that was also blackened from a burnt firewood pile and gave it to Su Yang.
Su Yang took it and took a look, and found that the structure of this pickaxe was slightly different from that of ordinary manuscripts, with special metal reinforcement at the tip of the pickaxe, which allowed this pickaxe to dig some harder ground.
Bells
Randomly found a piece of bluestone, Su Yang held this pickaxe and knocked on it, and only used a small amount of force to knock out a big depression on this hard bluestone, which shows that the purpose of this pickaxe is by no means as simple as digging.
"It seems that the purpose of the clay pot guys coming to this Screaming Cave must have something to do with this pickaxe. Su Yang judged.
"Interesting, I didn't participate in the previous operation in the Cave of Sorrows, and you can't leave me behind this time. The wine fairy said with his hands in full swing.
Su Yang smiled when he heard this, then glanced at Han Menglan, and found that Han Menglan's eyes also revealed the same information, that is, she would go wherever Su Yang went.
"Alright, let's go, let's meet these mysterious guys for a while. ā
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At the same time, the interior of the Cave of Sorrow.
The five people of the earthen pot advanced side by side with torches in hand, looking at the various excavation tools that were constantly left on the ground, and the brains of the earthen pots were in pain.
When did these damn Buffalo diggers learn so smartly and know to confuse us. Didn't they all dig violently when they got the whereabouts of good things in the past? How did they change their sex this time? A series of questions kept emerging in the heart of the earthen pot
After walking for another quarter of an hour, the jug on the left suddenly stopped, held a torch and pointed ahead, "Big brother, where do you look." ā
The earthen pot followed the prestige and found a strangely dressed guy leaning against a rock. He was said to have dressed strangely because he was wearing a tattered suit full of equally tattered cloth bags, a helmet in the shape of a bull's head, and, crucially, a larger bag on the man's back. The bag was bulging, and I didn't know what was in the hallway.
"Go, confirm. ā
"Okay. ā
Hearing this, the jug walked quickly to the man, first felt it with his hand under his nostrils for a while, and then put his index finger and middle finger together on the artery in his neck for a while, then stood up, turned his head and said to the clay jugs: "It's a member of the guilty buffalo, yes, but it's dead." ā
"Check to see if you can find the cause of death and any clues about the purpose of their operation. The earthen pot commanded.
"Yes. ā
Hearing this, the jug began a meticulous search, first untying the bag behind the criminal Buffalo digger, and the bag fell downward. A whole bunch of miscellaneous pieces of junk slipped out of the bag. After carefully digging through the pile of debris, the jug's gaze was drawn to a map-like drawing.
Picking up the drawings, the jug looked at it carefully, and found that the outline of the drawings was very simple, with only a simple route and a few red crosses.
"What did you find?"
At this time, the sound of earthen pots suddenly came from behind him.
The water pitcher didn't lift it, he handed the drawing directly to the earthen pot, and said while continuing to rummage through the relics of the criminal Buffalo digger: "From the drawing, it looks like a road map, but there is no text on it, so I really don't understand what this thing is for." Huh, what is this?"
Suddenly, there was a surprised sound from the mouth of the jug, as if something had been discovered.
"What's wrong?"
"Big brother, here's a diary. The jug took out a thin journal from the compartment of the dead man's clothes.
"Come here, there's something to be found here. ā
Hearing this, the earthen pot first greeted the people in the golden pot behind him, and then asked, "What is written on it?" ā
"Don't worry, this guy is quite cautious, this diary is written in an encryption potion, but this can't bother my jug. The jug confidently took out a bottle of magic reagent from his bosom and said.
After the people of the golden pot were all around, the decipherment work on the side of the water pot was basically over.
The crowd formed a circle, and the diary was spread out in the hands of the earthen pot, and it was recorded in a mess:
April 23rd, 979 Arad calendar.
Today, the captain came back from outside and told everyone that he had found a fortune of great value, and that it was buried deep in the ground and had never acted with him.
Everyone was very happy to know the news, and they packed up to make this fortune, but there was a bad premonition in my heart. Forget it, it should be that I have too much heart, after all, everyone has been holding back enough time this time, so don't stir up everyone's interest by opening your mouth casually.
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April, 30th
After several days of trekking, we finally arrived at what the captain called the treasure burial place, a cave known to the locals as the Cave of Sorrow.
I heard that a few days ago, there was a big battle here, and a Saint-rank powerhouse was dispatched. Holy Order, I am really envious, such a strong man must be able to take out thousands of gold coins at will.
Although the captain repeatedly said that there was no longer any threat in the cave, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.
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May, 1st
For some reason, since I entered this cave of sorrow, I felt like something was about to gush out of my heart. And there are always whispers in my ears: let me out, and I will give you the most powerful power in the world or something. Maybe I've been thinking too much lately and hallucinating.
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May, 2nd
Dead, everybody's dead!
It's not a treasure, it's a devil! It's not a place to get rich, it's a place to bury bones! The captain is controlled, and so are the rest of my companions, and I finally escaped here, I don't want to die! I don't want to die!
They... They...
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The diary came to an abrupt end at this point, and it was clear that this guy must have encountered some horrific scene before he died. And the thing called the devil should be the legendary magic sword Apophis buried in the depths of the Cave of Sorrows.
After reading the diary, the earthen pot people had mixed feelings in their hearts, both the luck that the magic sword was not taken out of the Sorrowful Cave by these Buffalo diggers, and the bitterness of facing the magic sword that had been born.
"Big brother, what are we going to do next?" asked the jug.
In fact, not only the water jar, but the rest of the jar brothers knew very well in their hearts that their eldest brother earthen pot was the one who did not want the magic sword to appear in the world. After all, there is only one thing recorded in all kinds of surviving historical materials, and that is the weapon of evil and the devil.
God knows what kind of turmoil this thing would cause if it landed on the continent of Arad.
But what they knew better was that as secret intelligence officers of Caesar's Imperial Intelligence Service, they could not disobey any order of Emperor Leon III, which was already doomed from the day they became secret intelligence officers.
Even if they fail in their mission and fail to bring back the magic sword, this will not stop Leon III from coveting the magic sword, and he will definitely send stronger personnel to retrieve the magic sword for him.
"Big brother, it's really not good, let's leave Caesar incognito after we find the magic sword. Huoju, who had been silent on the side, spoke.
"Are you crazy?!!"
Before the earthen pot could speak, the water pot directly spoke: "As the intelligence officer of the empire, you should know how terrifying the ability of the imperial intelligence department is, as long as they want to, there is no one they can't find, where can we hide? What's more, how to deal with the magic sword?"
"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, so what do you say?"
"This ......"
The jug was speechless.
"Okay, everyone is brothers, don't quarrel, let's find the magic sword first. Be careful, judging from the diary, there is a high chance that these unlucky guys have dug up the magic sword, so everyone be careful. The earthen pot said.
"Got it, big brother. ā
After saying that, the earthen pot took the lead and walked towards the depths of the cave, followed by the other jar brothers, all of whom held the same dagger weapon in their hands.
Bell, bell, bell
After walking for a while, the crisp sound of a pickaxe striking came from a deeper place.
The earthen pot was startled when he heard the sound, and hurriedly gestured to the brothers behind him, signaling them to be quiet. Then he lay down, lay his ear on the ground, held his breath, and listened carefully.
After a few breaths, the earthen pot jumped up from the ground and shouted as he ran, "Northwest direction, about ten miles." ā
The water jug didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly ran behind the earthen can.
A quarter of an hour later, the five clay pot brothers finally came to the source of the sound, but to their horror, there were four pickaxes in the air that kept hitting the ground. It's as if something is manipulating these pickaxes out of thin air.
"Big brother, IāI'm not dazzled, am I? Isn't this haunted?" stammered Huojug.
"It's not a haunting, it's the magic sword Apophis who is doing it. The earthen pot said with great certainty.
Bang bang bang
As soon as the earthen pot finished speaking, there was a burst of applause in the darkness, and a man dressed in the same clothes as the dead Buffalo digger of sin walked out, the only difference being that he had a bull's head ornament on his head with a red mane.
"Captain Buffalo, aren't you dead?"
(End of chapter.) ļ¼()
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