"Who, get in. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Brother Qiang roared at Shimen. I was wondering what kind of gun Brother Qiang put for no reason, but I heard Cong Shuya's voice from outside the door, "Brother Qiang, you are going to beat me to death, I am smart and have no daughter-in-law, why don't I fight with you?"

As soon as I heard that it was Cong Shuya, I immediately walked towards the stone gate. Cong Shuya squeezed into half of her body through the crack in the door, maybe her bust was relatively large, and it was a little difficult to squeeze in, so I grabbed his hand and dragged him in. The old man was behind Cong Shuya, and as soon as he entered the door, he counted at Brother Qiang, "You shoot indiscriminately without looking at who it is, fortunately your marksmanship is not good, otherwise you will not die or be disabled." ”

Brother Qiang touched his head, "I thought it was Xiao Jiu's guy, but in fact, I didn't want to hit him, I just wanted to scare him." ”

Cong Shuya was taken aback and said to me, "You have also seen Xiao Jiu, why is he so strange, he turned around and ran away when he saw us without saying anything." ”

I shook my head, "Who knows what kind of nerves this kid has, when we met him before, Brother Qiang and I were fighting with Zongzi, and this kid didn't help, just turned around and left." When I saw that the old man was staring at the mural, I asked him, "What is painted on this mural, and who is the owner of this bucket, can you see it?"

The old man shook his head, "I have a few guesses in my heart, but there are many doubts, this woman seems to have been married several times, or has been with several people." You also know that there were too many women in the Tang Dynasty, especially in the early stage, until after Wu Zetian. Several of them have officially married a few times, not to mention those who have a lover or something. ”

"Which burial chamber have you all been to, what kind of frescoes are they? "I want to summarize and coordinate the information between us and the old man, only in this way can it be more conducive to judgment.

I used to think that an inverted bucket was an inverted bucket, regardless of who was in his coffin. Now my thinking has changed a little, if I know the information of the owner of the tomb, not only know the dynasty he is in, but also know how many burials he had, and more importantly, what are the characteristics of the anti-theft measures of the tomb in that dynasty.

The old man was completely focused on the mural, and Cong Shuya on the side explained to me: "We have been to three burial chambers, one of which we saw that the wall was wrong and removed the skin on the wall, and the other two have been scraped off the outer layer.

The first burial chamber, on which the woman is depicted with a man, appears to be in the posture of a concubine. The old man said that the regulations are quite high, and he should be more favored. But in the end, his husband was killed.

In the second burial chamber, pictured in Mongolia, the woman dies her husband and her son takes him as a concubine. The old man said that it was a Mongolian tradition.

In the third burial chamber, this woman followed the person who killed her husband, and she was also very favored, and I think it was this woman's split. But the last picture is of the woman in a Mongolian carriage. ”

Brother Qiang smiled, "That's interesting enough, so many men, and they are all cattle people revolving around him, if this is not a disaster for the country and the people, then there is really no one." ”

I told the old man about the murals I saw with Brother Qiang, and the old man pondered for a while, "I have an answer in my heart, but I'm not sure yet." We've been in five burial chambers, and there's one last stone passage, and if that passage is what I guessed, I think I'll know who this woman really is. ”

I asked him who he guessed, and the old man snorted, "I won't say it now, don't blame me again if the information is wrong." ”

The old man said this, which made me a little embarrassed, after all, I have always doubted his ability, and I often contradict him, this is Cong Shuya and Yu Tianyi's stepfather, and a son-in-law like me may be difficult to find in ancient and modern times.

Back to Shi Ding again, I really want to smash Shi Ding, there are a total of six stone roads, although we only walked three, Cong Shuya and they walked three, but according to statistics, we have been to five stone roads. There was only one last stone path left, and several people did not hesitate to get into it.

This time it is much easier to face Shimen, and the four people push more than me and Brother Qiang. Brother Qiang is always on the front line with a gun. Brother Qiang put his head in and looked at it a few times, turned around and laughed twice, I suddenly felt a little hairy, "What are you smirking at, it looks like a dumpling." ”

"There are a lot of stone carvings here, but I don't see the murals, I guess they are still hidden in the wall. Brother Qiang entered the tomb on one side, followed by a shot with a bang. The old man and Cong Shuya had already entered, and I was squeezing sideways into the crack of the door, and I didn't see the situation yet, "What's the matter, a few zongzi." ”

Brother Qiang smiled, "I'll try to see if there are any zongzi, and I'll see if it scares you." I replied that he was sick, and squeezed sideways into it.

Cong Shuya took out the parts from the bag, and immediately began to prepare the armor shovel, I said to Brother Qiang, "Go and see if it is a stone man, don't have any zongzi hiding there and staring at us." ”

Brother Qiang answered, I saw him holding a gun and bowing like a little devil entering the village, if it was accompanied by some music, it would be more emotional.

"Clever, helpful. Cong Shuya assembled the shovel and handed it to me, pointing to the wall of Sanhetu with her chin. I reluctantly took it, this was to make me a husband or a laborer, and at this time forced me to do manual work.

This kind of triple soil is more difficult to start with, and it is much easier once you lift a piece. I was in full swing when Brother Qiang, who was not far away, suddenly shot several times in a row. Originally, the tomb was extremely quiet, but this sudden loud noise made me almost jump up, "Brother Qiang, are you scary or scared." Your kid has signs of mutiny. ”

But Brother Qiang actually ran over to us, "Many, too many." I can't play, don't you still have a gun, old man? ”

I felt that something was wrong when I heard Brother Qiang's tone, and he seemed to be really scared. Cong Shuya had already shone the flashlight over, where was the stone man, it was a group of zongzi, who was woken up by Brother Qiang, and was planning to tear Brother Qiang apart to take revenge.

"Damn, Brother Qiang, you have to attract hatred, and they are all coming at you. "I put the armory shovel in front of me, which is also the only weapon I have now, Brother Qiang ran over and looked nervously at the zongzi while loading the bullets. Cong Shuya went over and took out the Tang knife on Brother Qiang's body and stood aside with me. The old man has a gun with Brother Qiang, so we can only hide to protect ourselves.

Don't look at the old man's age, he is still very athletic, and a few vertical bodies are already on the side of a few zongzi. Bang bang...... , continuous shooting, firing a shot in this dark tomb is like exploding a thunderbolt accompanied by lightning. Several zongzi were shot crookedly by him, and one of them fell directly to the ground.

If you want to say that the one who fell to the ground hung up, I firmly don't believe it, the old man got these guns are two kicks, just one movement, the power is really average. But I was surprised that the zongzi really lay down and didn't move.

Brother Qiang also saw the doorway, and yelled at the old man, "Old man, are you hiding your secrets, your bullets are different from ours." ”

The old man laughed twice, "It's different, this bullet I found from a corpse has the same caliber." There were just a few of them, and I packed them all together. ”

Now there are still four crooked and still moving zongzi, one was knocked off and one arm was knocked off by the old man, it seems that the bullets he got are really good.

A zongzi ran after the old man, and Brother Qiang couldn't bear to carry three zongzi by himself, "Smart, are you two going to go back with my ashes? ”

"Fair ball, the guy in your hand is a gun, and the cold weapon in my hand is the same. Although I said that, I still rushed up to help and said to Cong Shuya, "You go and entangle the one who lost his arm, don't let this kid take advantage." ”

But as soon as I ran over, the one who lost his arm grabbed me, and I smashed it desperately with an ordnance shovel, but fortunately, these zongzi behaved a little slower, and I still had the upper hand while running.

"Smart, you beckoned to the back of the zongzi's head, and he didn't move when the brain hit it. The old man lay down the dumpling and was wielding it with a gun.

Brother Qiang slammed the zongzi in front of me and knocked the zongzi in front of me directly to the ground. I was getting closer, and I thought the clumsy zongzi needed to turn a little to catch me. Brother Qiang's shot was too unexpected, and the zongzi stumbled directly on me.

It was slow but in a moment, I was constantly moving my position, and this collision directly knocked me to the ground, and most of the zongzi lay on me. The back of my head fell heavily to the ground, and my consciousness was blurred for a while, only to hear Cong Shuya shouting on the side, "Brother Qiang, do you want to kill the smart?" followed by Cong Shuya's stumbling footsteps.

"Clever, hurry up, he can crawl out of the back of his head. "The old man was still wielding that broken gun, and I wondered why he had knocked down the dumplings and was still dancing there.

I was holding the ordnance shovel in my hand, trying to lift my upper body, just facing the top of Zongzi's head, and the back of Zongzi's head was shot by Brother Qiang. I secretly said that it was dangerous, and I didn't know where Brother Qiang had the confidence to open it, and I wasn't afraid to wear a sugar gourd with zongzi.

I was about to get up, and the bloody corpse hammer armor, with the brains of zongzi still hanging on my body, drilled out of the bloody hole.

It's too close, and by the time I get up, I'll have already crawled out, and then I'll have to break dance like an old man.

Fortunately, the handle of the armory shovel is relatively short, and it is also easy to hold. I stood up with one hand, and with the other hand, I grabbed the ordnance shovel and slapped the back of the zongzi's head.

I don't know if the fan died, but I was in pain. Brother Qiang got his own zongzi to help Cong Shuya, and I, a child who no one hurts, is desperately fanning the head of the zongzi here. It wasn't until I couldn't lift my whole arm that I gasped for breath and took out a flashlight to shine it.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that the corpse hammer armor had been slapped into cakes by me. I then remembered that I still had two feet, kicked the zongzi aside, and looked up, several people were sitting there gasping for breath, it was a difficult victory.