As early as the beginning of the last century, when the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang were discovered, there were so-called explorers from four countries who carried out many destructive looting of the scriptures, Buddha statues, and murals in the Mogao Grottoes.

At that time, there was a small explorer named Otani Guangrui, this guy aimed at the scriptures stored in the Mogao Grottoes, and he alone deceived more than 500 volumes of scriptures and brought them back to China.

And in the hands of the Germans at that time, they learned the formula of mixing chemical glue.

After the devils launched a war of aggression, they would loot Chinese cultural relics everywhere they went, digging graves and digging graves were routine operations, and the treasures in those tombs were not left to take away, often even the murals on the tomb wall were not spared.

It was also the recipe that Mitsurui Otani brought back before, which made it more convenient for them to use chemical glue to steal the murals.

The murals preserved in the metal cylinders in front of me are the "masterpieces" of these devils back then.

"Lao Lin, you said that these murals are from the middle and late Tang Dynasty, does that mean that these dogs have fallen from the middle and late Tang Dynasty?"

Lin Yi nodded and opened the remaining two metal cylinders.

It was filled with some black-and-white photographs, and the content of the photograph turned out to be an epitaph.

"Hold the lamp!"

Lin Yi handed the kerosene lamp in his hand to Wang Qiang, and held up the yellowed photo to carefully identify the words on it.

I have to say that the devil is quite careful in doing this kind of intelligence gathering.

The contents of this epitaph are first a complete vistama, followed by a stack of close-up photos, and they are all marked with numbers, and according to the numbers, they are all spread out one by one and placed on the table, which is more than a meter long and more than half a meter wide.

The contents of the epitaph are basically legible.

Looking at the text on the photo, Lin Yi's brows gradually tightened.

Hands folded together and rubbed back and forth a few times.

"What's the matter, what are you so excited to see?"

"I'll just say how can they find here, it turns out that these little devils have knocked down the descendants of Yu Wenrui, look at this"

Lin Yi pointed out the epitaph content on the middle photo to Wang Qiang.

The text there describes that the owner of the tomb is tracing his blood relationship, counting all the way up, mentioning Yuwen Rui, saying that he used his own strength to make the Yuwen clan prosperous and the incense continued.

Moreover, it is also mentioned that when he was 'banished' to the Ganlong region, he did not forget the great cause of restoring the country.

And in the epitaph, it is clearly mentioned that Yu Wenrui once pocketed the "Yuzhou Ding", but later he was coveted by the villain for a long time and deceived him from his side, and his whereabouts are unknown.

As for the rest of the content, it basically has nothing to do with Yuwen Rui and his people.

Seeing this, Lin Yi clenched his fist and slammed it into the table, stirring up countless dust.

"No, why is there such a big fire?"

Lin Yi gritted his teeth and said:

"These turtle grandsons not only stole the skull of the ancestor, but also wanted to fight the idea of 'Jiuding', they are really blind!"

"Isn't this a success? Isn't that right, it's still what I said, if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, you see, God has opened his eyes, hasn't he? One counts as one, and all of them die here, how good. ”

Lin Yi calmed down, put all these things into the metal cylinder, and then put them into his backpack.

"Are we going to take this thing with us?"

"I guess these murals, as well as these maps, and this notebook between the Miyazawa pillars, have the information we need, and when we go back, we will refine the information we need."

After hearing this, Wang Qiang nodded, and stuffed these metal cylinders into his backpack with Lin Yi and packed them.

The two of them looked around again, and in addition to these things, there was only a transmitter and a few encrypted telegrams left in the carriage.

Without a codebook, they couldn't figure out what they were trying to convey for a while, so they simply brought these things with them.

Jumping out of the carriage, the two of them probed around again.

Sure that he didn't get anything of value again, he decided to go back and join the group.

Although the passage here is flatter, the other end leads directly to Outer Mongolia, and it is really impossible to tell if they go out from here.

Let's leave it to the local authorities to take care of the aftermath.

The two of them returned to the lower level by the same path and briefly recounted what they had seen and heard above.

Everyone was amazed when they heard it.

"I didn't expect that there really is a military base of devils here, and there is such a big battle."

"If you want me to say, die well, it's not too much to cut a thousand times!"

While everyone was discussing indignantly, Lin Yi quietly walked to Wu Jingshan's side and stuffed the gun back into her hand.

"I'm sorry, it's useless, now the thing is returned to its original owner, I hope you still have to correct your work style in the future, and don't make such low-level mistakes again."

"You"

I thought he would come over and say a few words of thanks, but I didn't expect to come over and count him down, Wu Jingshan was really angry with him.

At present, all the problems have basically been solved, and all that remains is for everyone to continue to hurry and get out of this tunnel as soon as possible.

Now, almost three days have passed since they entered the vent of this passage, and they are traveling in this dark passageway, physically and mentally under great pressure all the time, and almost to the limit of everyone's physical strength.

And almost half of the wounded are on the job, and the exit must be found as soon as possible.

Fortunately, there was no danger along the way, everyone stopped and stopped, ate and drank, and after walking for about four or five hours, Qian Sheng's backup machine suddenly heard a text message prompt:

"The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep, and the beautiful Inner Mongolia welcomes you!"

He used to be more repulsive to this kind of electronic products with extremely fast update and iteration, and after working with Lin Yi and a few of them, he slowly accepted these things.

But he still retained his previous habit of carrying an old man's machine as a backup.

Just when everyone's smart phones were all lying on their stomachs, his old man's machine really came in handy.

"Damn, can you get a text message here?"

"How many squares, is it enough to call the police?"

"Hey, I said Lao Jin, what do you say when this call goes out? Hey, is it the Public Security Bureau? I'm a police officer, I'm going to call the police? ”

"Don't worry about this problem now, let's try it first."

Qian Sheng handed the phone to Jin Pengfei, he tried to dial the police number, in the conversation with the other party, the other party once suspected that he was joking, until he reported his and Lao Wei's alarm numbers and personal information, the other party's operator confirmed their identities.

And when they walked, they really walked from Wuwei in Ganlong to ALSZQ in Inner Mongolia. (End of chapter)