Lin Yi and the others held a vajra umbrella to protect the vital point, and quickly evacuated to the underground tomb behind them.

The gunshots outside were incessant, and the man in sunglasses shot continuously like crazy, and several bullets hit the blades of the King Kong umbrella, making a clanging metal impact.

At the bottom of the coffin that had been drilled out of the ground, there was a passage left behind when he was buried.

The coffin lifted all the earth, and the main burial chamber of Chinidarang was completely exposed.

Lin Yi took the lead and slid along the bottom of the coffin into the burial chamber, and the others followed.

A slope slid all the way to the bottom of the tomb, and everyone stood still in turn.

The burial chamber was pitch black, except for a ring of light cast from the pit above the coffin.

"Let's go inside first, find cover!"

Lin Yi turned on the bright flashlight, and just as he was about to travel inside, he found that something was wrong with this tomb.

The light shone under his feet, almost startling his mind.

There were more than a dozen corpses lying in this tomb, each of them wearing military uniforms, and some of them remained in the posture of shooting until they died.

Wang Qiang walked over and squatted down, picked up a long spear and pulled the bolt a few times, which had completely rusted into a burning stick.

But the handwriting engraved on the wall can still be recognized: Zhongzheng Made.

Wang Qiang took it to Lin Yi and the others.

"Zhongzheng made! This thing was a firearm issued by the National Army back then, how could it appear here? ”

Qian Sheng glanced at the barrel of the gun, then turned on the flashlight and looked at the corpse on the ground.

Epaulettes, cockades and other objects have been dusted, wipe the dust off the door with your hands, and the blue-white cockade background color will be revealed.

It can be determined that it was the cap badge of the national army that year.

Stretched out his hand and flipped through the strips of cloth in his jacket pocket, on which were embroidered the number of the 81st Army of the National Revolutionary Army.

This unit is the descendant of Ma Hongkui, the "King of Hetao".

"It's strange, how can there be a trace of the 'Ma Jiajun' here?"

Everyone turned their attention to Guo Wenbin.

Guo Wenbin waved his hand again and again:

"I really don't know, I'll tell you all if I know."

"You don't need to ask him, it's useless to ask, it seems that my previous speculation with the third child should be fine, Ma Hongkui wanted to emulate Sun Dianying back then, and started the idea of the Western Xia Tomb, but as a result, the royal tomb in the realm of Xingqing Mansion has already been climbed first.

He began to fight the idea of Helan Mountain, during which someone must have pointed him out, so that he could find this tomb of Qinidalang, and the dilapidated scene we saw was due to this Chairman Ma and his men. ”

"So how did they get in?"

Bai Lu wondered.

"Maybe they didn't come in the same way as us, remember the 'mirage' we encountered earlier? The royal tomb we saw at first was not this one at all.

Now it is certain that Ma Hongkui's men found the location of Qinidalang's tomb and emptied the Ming utensils inside, and finally tried to fight the idea of Qinidalang's coffin, but they were killed.

The so-called treasure map of a meal of gold left by Ma Hongkui actually refers to the tombs in Helan Mountain. ”

This conclusion is very close to their previous speculation.

Some of these details still need to be added in order to solve the mystery once and for all.

At this moment, the sound of gunfire came from the hole overhead.

The man in sunglasses, who was completely crazy, had already chased after him.

No suitable bunkers were found, and the entire burial chamber was empty.

"No wonder this guy isn't in a hurry to chase us, maybe he already knows that this tomb is a dead end."

"Lao Wang, Lulu quickly check, are these firearms still usable?"

Lin Yi admonished.

Wang Qiang and Bai Lu responded and checked the guns on the corpses one by one.

It's a pity that as the years go by, and they live underground for a long time, all the firearms of all sizes have become a piece of scrap metal.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Lin Yi was worried.

If the man in sunglasses follows down, and then performs their family's "corpse summoning technique" to gather this group of guys as cover, and he continues to hide behind and shoot black guns, the chances of everyone surviving are too low.

If the oil were poured on them and all the corpses were set on fire now, the burial chamber would be too closed, and they would hang up before they could be burned to death.

"Gentleman, what do you want? You have to make up your mind at the critical moment! ”

Lao Feng stepped forward and patted Lin Yi on the shoulder, seeing that his gaze was locked on the corpse on the ground, he suddenly understood in his heart.

"Are you afraid that these things will become the meat shield of the kid in the sunglasses?"

Lin Yi nodded.

"Say it earlier!"

Lao Feng reached into his personal pocket and took out a porcelain bottle the size of a snuffbox.

"There's a small spoon on the cap of this bottle, and every corpse comes up with such a small spoonful, go ahead!"

As he spoke, he unscrewed the small porcelain bottle and handed it to Lin Yi's hand.

Lin Yi took the porcelain vase and fanned the smell twice from a distance, and a sour smell hit him, rushing straight to his nose.

"What are you?"

"Running south and north, who can not have a unique job? Don't ask, just do it. ”

Lin Yi followed Lao Feng's instructions, took out the small spoon of the porcelain bottle, dug up a small spoonful of yellow powder and sprinkled it on the corpse.

In an instant, the corpse began to emit a puff of yellow smoke, and after only five or six seconds, there was only a puddle of yellow water left on the ground.

Lin Yi was stunned, and the friends around him were also stupid.

"What is this? It's amazing! ”

Qian Sheng approached, sniffed lightly, and suddenly opened his eyes and said:

"Could it be that this is the extinct 'corpse powder'?"

Lao Feng smiled and nodded.

"Count on you kid a little insightful!"

"Is this thing so amazing?"

"Isn't that right? It's simply a must-have thing for robbing homes, killing people and goods, destroying corpses, and it's so precious that ordinary people can't touch it at all, but hasn't the formula of this thing been lost for a long time? How could you have that? ”

"Yes, that's right, it's lost, but I can't keep it in stock."

Lao Feng said with a smug smile.

"Uncle Feng, why didn't you take out this good thing earlier?"

'Nonsense, good steel has to be on the blade, and it can't be used easily until the critical moment. ”

"You just pick the door, the third child said that this thing is expensive, and you are reluctant to call it."

Wang Qiang suddenly "poked" Lao Feng's weakness.

"Go, go, go about your business." Lao Feng hurriedly coaxed him away.

With the "corpse powder" provided by Lao Feng, the speed of corpse destruction has been improved.

The corpses of these "Ma Jiajun" were quickly destroyed, the immediate danger was temporarily lifted, and the man in sunglasses above his head was still the biggest threat.

Guo Wenbin was completely dumbfounded when he saw their method of destroying corpses at this moment.

The reason why he resolutely rejected the price offered by the "Purple Marquis" to buy the heads of Lin Yi and others was to let Lin Yi take him to find this ton of gold.

Looking at this posture now, this ton of gold has become this handful of loess in front of him, and he follows them, and he is worried about his life at any time.

His godbrother Ma Wenhai's master and servant are dead, and now Guo Wenbin's spirit is on the verge of collapse.

Now in this tomb, when he was desperate, Guo Wenbin pulled out his pistol from Huzi's waist and pointed it at Lin Yi and the others:

"I'm sorry Boss Lin, I changed my mind!" (End of chapter)