I talked to Dog Five about my thoughts.

After he heard this, he was a little incredulous: "Lao Yang, are you sure you really want to do this, this is unruly!" What if you scare people to death? ”

"You and I are not thieves, keep the rules of a fart?"

I glared at him and told him not to think about it so much.

I wasn't going to get involved, and whoever let this bulging eye try to kill me, then I'm sure I won't make them feel better.

Gou Wu also had no choice but to nod: "Okay, let me go, I'll look for a chance later, but the thing is in hand, you specify the score for me!" ”

"Well said!"

I didn't continue to talk nonsense with him, so he quietly opened the door, looked around, and gestured back to me to indicate safety.

Then he disappeared into the night.

This is part of my bold idea.

Dog Wu is agile and thin, but he is not good at fighting people, and using him to make yin moves is the best way.

There are more than 20 people in the Yellow Gate Mountain Sect, and these more than 20 people are all murderous and unblinking, so I have to act carefully.

to bite off this piece of meat.

I untied the rope on Boss Huang's body, pinched the middle man by the way, and woke up the dead fat man.

"Who? Who is it? Wife! I didn't mess around! How dare I mess around! ”

As soon as he woke up, he was babbling gibberish, with fear in his eyes.

I thought to myself, what a strict wife.

No wonder it's a "wife-wounded" appearance.

"Boss Huang, don't get excited, listen to me first, we're in trouble......"

I told him about it at 1510, and I could have kept him from telling him, and he wouldn't remember anything until dawn.

But it occurred to me that he was also somewhat useful.

Boss Huang was stunned for a moment, glanced at the bulging eyes next to him, and then believed that what I said was right, and asked me what to do.

I told him the plan, and it was all on my whim.

It's not seamless, but it's completely capable of solving all the troubles we encounter once and for all.

Boss Huang saw that I was so bold, and he was a little undecided, but when he saw that I was very confident, he gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Master Xiao Yang, it's up to you!"

With that, he also rushed out.

I asked him to slow down, quietly followed him, and took him all the way out, and found a few people scattered in the yard, moving things.

are all tools used to boil pots and eat, such as Luoyang shovels.

Fortunately, there was no fence in the yard, and the location was big enough, so I pointed out a path and asked Boss Huang to walk in the fields.

Although he is fat, he is also flexible at night, and he is often mixed in the sea, and he will not run slowly on land, like a fat catfish.

I quietly followed the Yellow Gate Mountainwalkers from the other side.

What I didn't expect was that the road to the dwarf grave mountain was somewhat extraordinary.

It turned out that under the farm, a few hidden tunnels were dug out, and they led to the back of the low grave mountain in a winding way.

It's also a little too cautious.

I felt a little helpless.

Generally, this kind of "leaky plate" method of opening the mountain is disdainful of ordinary Tufuzi.

First, it is troublesome, and secondly, it is difficult to grasp the distance, and it is easy to destroy the main tomb.

And I want to go through the dark road, it's easy to goof.

But soon I thought of a way, and the guys in charge of transporting the tools were uneven, some slow and some fast.

I found one of them who was about the same size as me, and gave him a knife in the night.

Then, he changed into his clothes, put on a straw hat hanging from the village chief's kitchen, and blended in.

There are three dark passages, which are not too deep, and when you climb to the end, you can see the lights of several flashlights, shining in front of you.

"Come here, come here, move quickly."

"The main dish has been served, and it will be moved for Lao Tzu."

The shouting wasn't loud, but I understood it.

The main course has been served, which means that the main tomb is opened.

Action, too fast.

I found out all the way to the dark passage, and found that there was a dark room at the end, which should have been dug into the ear chamber, and there were a lot of porcelain piled up here.

It's all rotten and worthless, though.

Judging from the quality, it is still the porcelain that the folk of the Song Dynasty will have.

It seems that my guess is right, the owner of this tomb is not a rich man, on the contrary, he may be a little poor.

"Erhuzi, what are you doing in a daze? Hurry up! ”

Suddenly, someone kicked me in the back.

I hurried forward, avoiding the flashlight, but did not dare to speak, for my voice was easily recognized.

Following the figure in front of me, I walked to the main tomb, and I saw several paintings hanging on the wall.

Although it has long been out of shape because of the tomb, I still recognize that the owner of this tomb must be a painter.

There were not many painters in the Song Dynasty, and there were only a few who were famous.

There must still be an authentic artifact in the tomb that has been preserved, and I can determine who it is when I look at the authentic artifact.

But I can't be too exposed, so I can only pretend to be struggling to move things, and carry things out with the seven or eight people who come and go in this main tomb.

As a result, instead of being transported back through a secret passage, it went to the other side of the ear chamber.

There is a side room there, which is specially used to store calligraphy and paintings, protected by fragrant nan wood, and there is a burglar hole on it.

The location of the thief hole is the location of the flag.

This has been the rule for many years.

The ladder leads to the top, and the rest of the people answer overhead, working at a fast pace without having to climb up.

This is exactly what I want, and I discussed with Dog Wu that we should wait until all the things in the tomb are cleaned up, and then we will show up.

In this way, it can be caught in one go.

I'm not a greedy person, though.

But with these good things, you definitely can't let them go.

Out of curiosity, though.

I took advantage of the gap to rummage through some words and draw them in this side room.

I don't know if I don't see it.

I was stunned when I saw it.

One of the calligraphy and paintings......

It turned out to be Zhang Xian's!

This person's background is not small.

He was a poet of the Northern Song Dynasty, and he belonged to the representative of the Wanyue school at that time, and he only had three hobbies in his life.

One is to draw and the other is to write words.

The other is pickled girls.

According to legend, Su Shi's famous sentence "a pear flower pressing a begonia" was improvised to this poet.

Most of the poems written by himself reflect the poetry and wine life of scholars and the love between men and women, and also reflect the social life of the city, and the language is very skillful.

But the most amazing thing is his paintings.

Now in the Capital Museum, there is a painting called "Ten Songs", which is his real work, as early as the 90s, this painting sold for nearly 20 million.

Twenty million in the 90s!

What is the concept?

Modern billionaires are not an exaggeration!

And this calligraphy and painting in my hand can definitely be called his real handiwork!