Li Ya nodded slowly when she heard this, and then whistled at Liu Daxun behind her.

Situ Ling also glanced at Yang Biao behind him.

"Brother Biao, fixed-point blasting, I need you to cooperate with Liu Daxun."

"Leave it to me, absolutely no problem!"

Yang Biao came out of the queue and glanced at Liu Daxun.

Liu Daxun returned to his old grin, he smiled at Yang Biao, and trotted to one of the bronze doors.

This fat man seems to have no worries except life and death, Zhang Shouyu is honestly quite envious of this kind of guy.

Judging from their Taoist sayings, this is called the Taoist heart is quiet, the spiritual platform is clear, and it is a unique seedling of cultivation.

It's a pity that Liu Daxun is obviously not a monk, and besides, the big grin that appears at this moment, it's impossible to say how much sincerity there is.

After all, people's hearts are always separated from the belly.

Liu Daxun has always carried a large leather bag, in addition to a large black iron pot.

According to him, he takes care of the food every time he goes to the tomb.

Although tomb robbers often bring some dry food to deal with casually, Liu Daxun doesn't think so.

He had always taken food and drink very seriously, even if it was a complete burden for tomb robbing.

At first, Zhang Shouyu didn't understand, but later they chatted on the road.

According to Liu Daxun's words, he, like Zhang Shouyu, survived the Great Famine and knew that every meal was not easy to come by, especially his father and mother starved to death on the way to escape the famine, which made him cherish every meal even more.

After beating his father and mother to death, Liu Daxun did not waste a grain of grain.

Later, life gradually improved, he joined the ancestral Xuanmen, had a backer, had savings in his pocket, and began to eat better.

Zhang Shouyu looked at his skin, although he was bloated, he was not the kind of pampered person, his body was full of strong muscles, and his muscles and fat had achieved a harmonious coexistence.

This is the result of the overeating of the fat man who has come from a hard life, and the poor man who has become rich at first glance.

In Liu Daxun's own words, that is, every two pieces of meat on his body have a story of sorrow all over the country.

The guys in the rivers and lakes have stories, and Zhang Shouyu, a blank piece of paper, has just arrived, and he has heard it a lot these days.

Putting aside the deceit of this group of guys, just listening to the experiences behind them is enough to make Zhang Shouyu grow a lot.

Liu Daxun put down the iron pot, and Yang Biao also took out a lot of things from his backpack, all of which were strange and strange, and Zhang Shouyu didn't know any of them.

Zhang Shouyu patted Han Yangzao beside him, Hanyangzao looked at him with his eyes, and instantly understood what he meant.

"That's dinitrodiazophenol, and the one next to it is lead azide and thundermercury, which are all necessary items for fixed-point blasting, we don't need to learn these, after all, there is a specialization in the art industry."

"Oh."

Zhang Shouyu was stunned when he heard it, although he didn't understand, but he always felt so powerful.

Yang Biao took out those things one by one, and then took out a small metal scale, and used the instrument to measure the various data of the bronze door for a while, and then used the small scale to measure the scientific ratio of various explosives.

That style is like an old Chinese medicine doctor who prescribes prescriptions.

"Xiao Yu'er, let me tell you, the general tomb robbery gangs like to use explosives, and the ghost hands are very good at mastering the sensitivity and power indicators of explosives, and they also have strict control over the explosive power and fierceness, and they use professional explosives for industrial detonation, which are very accurate."

Hanyang Zao explained to Zhang Shouyu endlessly, Zhang Shouyu listened to it like a fight, but fortunately, Hanyang Zao spoke clearly enough.

I have to say that interlacing is like separating mountains, Zhang Shouyu has always been prejudiced against the tomb robbery industry, and now looking at Liu Daxun and Yang Biao, he has completely changed his opinion.

Three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion.

"Alright, let's all go away and retreat to the bridge, about fifty-three meters away."

After Yang Biao finished calculating, he waved his hand at everyone.

Everyone did as they were told, and it didn't take long for them to come to a safe distance.

Half an hour later, two serial explosions were heard, and the rolling waves of air wrapped in the dirt dissipated invisibly at the feet where Zhang Shouyu was standing.

Zhang Shouyu looked at this hand and was amazed, I have to say that this kind of wonderful distance control can be described as the peak!

"It's done! Come on! ”

After the smoke passed, Yang Biao and the others, who were hiding on the bronze rope bridge on the other side, took care of everyone into the cave.

"Daochang Zhang, or are you clever, how do you know that these two are connected?"

Before everyone returned to the entrance of the cave, Liu Daxun smiled and complimented Zhang Shouyu.

"I don't know, I just used the method that Master taught me."

Zhang Shouyu touched the hairpin and grinned, but when he saw the things in the cave clearly, he couldn't laugh at all.

More precisely, it was the smile that suddenly stiffened on the face.

At this moment, in front of him, two black caves opened up from it, and a huge tribute platform lay in the middle, which was exactly the same as the tribute table built when the old man died in the family and the mortuary in Yizhuang in the past!

"This ......"

A dark wind whistled out of the cave, and I don't know how long I was imprisoned, and I don't know where it came from.

Zhang Shouyu couldn't help but hold back a breath of cold air, and the rest of the Tufuzi also looked solemn, after all, the most taboo thing for tomb robbers is to encounter yin work, and they should be more cautious on this occasion.

"What's so strange about this tribute?"

When everyone entered, the kidnapper often muttered.

Zhang Shouyu also found some clues, indeed, the decoration of this tribute platform is a little unusual.

When it comes to memorial offerings, I'm afraid no one will be more professional than him, after all, he has grown up eating Fushou rice for so many years.

Not only do you know what it looks like, but you are also familiar with each taste.

At this moment, in front of him, two long black and white scrolls hung high on the wall of the cave in the center.

In the scroll, a man and a woman are expected to be a pair of deceased people receiving memorial services.

In front of them was an extremely slender offering table, made very wide, spanning the width of two caves.

The offering table was full of scraps of memorial supplies, as well as many bronze vessels, which were black and pickled, presumably caused by the erosion and decay of the original offerings.

"It's all from the pre-Qin period, and it's priceless!"

The crutch often approached two of them for a long time, and then his old face lit up with excitement.

The most fearful thing about opening the coffin in the tomb is that nothing will be found, and for Tufuzi, it is naturally a good thing to have a bright weapon to take.

"Something is wrong......"

Second Master was standing in front of a candlestick at the moment, he gently buckled the embers on the candlestick twice, and then rubbed the dust accumulated around him for a long time.

"Second master, what's wrong?"

Situ Ling was a complete layman in this regard, and immediately asked the second master of Qian.

"It's not quite right, it's not in order, it's not in line with common sense."

"Oh?"

No one dared to ignore the words of the second master, and immediately everyone came over.

"You see, if the old man is good, the candlestick on the table should be a red candle, not a white candle!"

"Red Candle?"

Zhang Shouyu was stunned when he heard this.

Dead people put red candles?

Is it so festive?

"Not only this, the position of the normal memorial candelabra should be two on the left and right, and the arch guard in the middle or the posthumous image, but here it is a good thing in pairs, the left and right are juxtaposed and there are magpies leading the bridge, you see, the wax marks of this magpie are still there, but the years have been too long, and they have become blue-black."

The more the second master said, the more solemn his eyes became, as if he had seen something that he was extremely unwilling to face.

"Second master, do you mean it...... That one? ”

Han Yangzao reacted suddenly, and the rest of the Tufuzi also suddenly realized, and then they all subconsciously moved away from Gongtai.

Even the crutch Chang, who was still coveting those bright weapons just now, didn't touch any of them anymore at this moment, and took a few big steps back.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Shouyu looked at Situ Ling, only the two of them were considered laymen.

"What's the matter, it looks like it's a memorial and a marriage, what do you think it will be?"

Han Yangzao looked at Zhang Shouyu and the others, and Situ Ling reacted at this moment.

"I know, could it be said that it is a ......"

"Don't say it!"

Han Yangzao suddenly scolded sharply, startling Situ Ling.

I have to say that Hanyang's majesty is still very deterrent.

Zhang Shouyu also vaguely guessed that word, but since Han Yangzao said it, he naturally didn't dare to speak indiscriminately.

(OS: The main thing is that the editor doesn't let me say it, and if I say it, the book will be harmonized and cry...... ）

The second master looked at the portrait on the offering table for a long time, and sighed faintly while looking at it.

"Alas, there are still a lot of bad habits in the northeast mountain villages, but it is rare to appear in the tomb, I think Cao Chong married Miss Zhen in the Three Kingdoms era, and there is ...... in "The Legend of the Daughters"

"Second master, didn't you just say it?"

"I didn't mention my name, so I can't babble!"

The second master of the dry scolded, and the half-body green beast that was still majestic just now immediately became a chick.

Zhang Shouyu took a closer look, and at this moment, the tributes on the table had turned into pickles like moldy batteries.

"This should have been the dragon and phoenix cake, the goose cage wine sea, and the elbow fruit over there, but they were all made of Fushou rice, not a new thing, so they can be stored for a long time."

Second Master Qian muttered again, Zhang Shouyu nodded heavily when he heard this, he clearly remembered that the Fushou rice stored in the temple was moldy and was the same color, but this one was a few degrees deeper.

"Hey, I heard that your Tufuzi in the north has this kind of business, it seems to be called a "bone corpse", which is usually dug up from the corpse that has been dead for a few years and sold to the "Yin Matchmaker", which can earn two or three hundred ocean miles at a time! ”

Li Ya suddenly said this, which obviously offended a group of people from the northern faction.

"What nonsense, those in your mouth are just human traffickers, not Tufuzi at all!"

Hanyangzao ignored it and directly collided, and when an argument was about to start, an extremely piercing gunshot suddenly sounded!

"Bang!"

The sound of the pistol firing in the cave was extremely harsh, especially when this shot was so abrupt.

Before Zhang Shouyu could react, there were a few more gunshots in his ears!

He hurriedly followed the prestige, and was shocked to find that it was Situ Ling who shot him!

Moreover, at this moment, Situ Ling's eyes are resentful, this scheming man who has always been secretive shows his most abundant killing intent without reservation at this moment!

"Master Situ, what are you doing here!!