When I said this, Wen Tingfang, along with the workers, was so frightened that they took a few steps back.

Wen Tingfang was at a loss, "Mr. Zhuge , why is this?"

Instead of answering, I instructed Murphy, "Cut the wall in the position I have sketched."

Hide the snow dagger, which can break the gold stone.

Murphy had just started cutting, posing with a bitter gourd face. But with a knife, poking the wall is like poking hard clay, and cutting off large pieces with a poof.

She looked much better and began to cut faster.

Soon, a dog-like hole was dug out.

The moment the slate was dug open, I grabbed Murphy's arm and pulled it back.

"Ahh

Murphy let out a short, almost muscle memory, and squeezed my wrist with his backhand for a nice grapple.

In the open cave, a large pool of sand quickly gushed out, blocking most of the passage in front of him.

If I hadn't dragged Murphy, she would have been buried alive by now.

Murphy probably figured out what was going on, and let go of my arm in a huff.

"Next time something like this happens, remember to tell me earlier. I thought you were going to take advantage of it."

I rubbed my aching arm and gave him a blank look, "I appreciate your confidence."

A group of people looked at the quicksand on the ground, looking dazed, and they couldn't see why.

I asked, "Mr. Wen, can you see the difference between the quicksand on the ground and the ordinary sand?"

Wen Tingfang squatted down, grabbed a handful of sand and pinched it, "It seems to be ...... It's much finer than ordinary sand, like loess, and it flows down the cracks of your fingers."

"yes, that's what happened."

I looked at the tomb in front of me and said solemnly, "The quicksand tomb is the most vicious type of tomb invented by architects for thousands of years."

"No delicate mechanism, a highly lethal hidden weapon, can be preserved for a long time."

"Time will corrode ropes, rust will break steel, and any hidden weapon will turn into a pinch of loess, but sand will not."

Wen Tingfang was puzzled, "How can sand be used as a hidden weapon?"

"Absolutely."

I grabbed a handful of sand and blew lightly, and the fine dust of the sand blew everywhere.

"There are two kinds of sand. One is the sticky, coarse-grained river sand."

"The other is the sand of the desert that is not sticky and scattered by the wind, and the sand of the sea."

"Sea sand and desert can be collectively called quicksand."

"After the excavation of the tomb, a large amount of quicksand is transported and covered on the surface of the tomb, and the outermost layer is covered with a layer of soil."

"A normal tomb is about five meters underground, but here it is seven meters away from the tomb."

"The extra two or three meters is the quicksand layer."

"If the grave robbers dare to dig and the shovel touches the quicksand layer slightly, the quicksand from the entire tomb will pour into the tomb and bury the grave robbers alive."

Wen Tingfang gasped, "Mr. Zhuge , today's incident is really thanks to you, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable."

I smiled slightly, "It's just a matter of duty."

Looking at Wen Tingfang's appearance, I probably guessed that he was afraid of being buried alive in it.

A sorcerer is not terrible, what is terrible is not knowing his weaknesses.

Wen Tingfang's soul can't leave the body, so the physical body is its weakness......

Just as I was pondering, Wen Tingfang suddenly asked, "Mr. Zhuge , what should we do now?"

"...... Now"

I hesitated for a moment, and then said, "It's easy to do, as long as the quicksand tomb is discovered in advance and the tomb mouth is found, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"Go buy sturdy planks at once, put them on the left and on the right, and build a herringbone shape in the pit." Look at the book

"The herringbone can remove the power of quicksand, allowing us to dig a passage from the center to the real entrance to the tomb."

Wen Tingfang slapped her face and said in surprise, "Wonderful! He is worthy of Mr. Zhuge who is resourceful and well-informed."

"How long do you think it will take to dig such a passage?"

"About ten days."

"Okay, then we'll see you in ten days. As soon as the passage is excavated, I will immediately inform you to go down to the grave together!"

Out of the tomb, Wen Tingfang hurriedly took the workers down the mountain to buy strong enough planks and began to excavate the tomb.

The original grave pit was also covered with vegetation and dead branches.

I held the wooden box containing the seeds of Fuso in my hand, and felt the weak vitality of Fuso, and my heart was both sad and hopeful.

"Wife, you won't sleep long."

"Soon I'll get the Soul Companion Grass and get you back to me."

When Murphy was driving, he probably saw me holding a box and was sullen, so he took the initiative to pick up the topic and said, "Actually, you don't have to be so uncomfortable."

"Digging the grave is just ten days."

"Nowadays, for the sake of work and life, it is normal for two families to live separately for half a year or a year."

"You've only been apart for about ten days, don't put so much pressure on yourself, try to be happy."

My expression was still solemn, "Ten days can indeed dig up the tomb, but there are a few key elements that I didn't tell Wen Tingfang."

"First of all, the quicksand tomb is very difficult to build, and it is a rare tomb in ancient times."

"It's like you're trying to rob a vault. The steel doors of the vault are by no means the only obstacles."

"In order to protect the vault, the owner of the vault must do everything possible to set up various mechanisms, each of which is to better kill us."

"The thicker the walls, the more valuable the proof things are, and the stronger the killing power inside!"

"Secondly, Wen Tingfang's cultivation of evil skills must be extreme and capricious."

"He can promise now that I'll choose five treasures when it's done."

"When it's done, he'll leave me in the tomb forever."

After listening to my words, Murphy, who was originally relaxed, gradually became solemn.

"That...... What are we going to do now?"

I sighed, "The soldiers are coming, the water is coming, let's take one step at a time."

To be honest, without Wen Tingfang's excavation tools, as well as sufficient contacts and workers, I would not have been able to go to the grave.

Without my ability to divide gold and caves, as well as my understanding of ancient tombs, Wen Tingfang would be even more difficult to support.

Since ancient times, tomb robbers have been the same.

In the face of absolute interests, using each other, harming each other, and finally being able to get out of the tomb alive, there is probably only one group left.

Therefore, the tomb robbery industry is all in one line, and the father and son are matched.

When going down to the grave, the father pulled the rope outside, and the son climbed down.

The reason for this is that the people above are afraid that after dragging out the treasure, the people above will blow up the tomb, and the people below will stay in it forever.

A son may harm a father, but a father will never harm a son.

Hey, if it weren't for the last resort, I wouldn't have done this kind of unethical thing of digging graves.

I hope that after the grave is dug up, I can successfully find the Soul Companion Grass and let Fuso return to my side......