After the old man left, I asked Uncle Yan what was going on?

And who that old man is, how did he end up here.

Uncle Yan lit a cigarette for himself and patted me on the shoulder as he smoked, motioning for me to follow the large army.

We headed for the mountains again, and I still didn't know exactly where we were going, and I didn't even know what the tomb we were looking for.

However, these Uncle Yan all explained it to me clearly before arriving at their destination.

It all started with my father's generation.

Grandpa's skills were basically passed on to my father, and our Chen family was all passed down in one line.

Because there are very few tomb robbers who act alone except for the captain who touches the gold.

If nothing else, just digging a hole for thieves is not something that one person can handle.

My father, Chen Jianguo, had six brothers, six of whom were tomb robbers who had worked together in the early years, and they were located in the north and south of China, and belonged to different underground gang organizations.

plus my father, there are seven people in total, and everyone has different abilities.

Among them, his father is good at feng shui, knows yin and yang, and has an obsessive love for dragon hunting, but the force value is very average, and he rarely digs a hole in person.

It's just that my father's feng shui technique has not been taught to me in the slightest, and after listening to Uncle Yan's explanation, I was so depressed that I couldn't do it.

As for Uncle Yan, he has a deep study of ancient characters, especially the small encrypted languages in ancient times.

is also because of his expertise in this area, Uncle Yan is also a consultant of an archaeological research institute on the surface.

Sometimes the coordinates of ancient tombs and some secrets that cannot be disclosed to the public will be recorded on certain vessels.

Uncle Yan found many strange tombs through his own skills, and some of those tombs had not even been patronized by tomb robbers of the previous dynasty.

There are even tomb robbers from the north and south who come to Uncle Yan at a high price to buy news, in order to go ashore at one time for the next big tomb.

In addition, he himself was a soldier when he was young and went to the battlefield, so his force value is not weak.

I also know a little about Feng Shui, but it is a little insignificant for experts.

As for the old man who is not a ghost or a ghost, he is the seventh in his father's generation, and he is from Raojiang.

His real name is Chiyuan Mountain, also known as Ghost Hand.

Uncle Yan and his father's evaluation of him is very consistent.

That's Inhuman!

The so-called alien means that the things of this person do not belong to the Central Plains.

Many of the spells of the club also belong to the category of witchcraft, so before he had the nickname of ghost hand, people in the circle called him Mr. Wu, because Wu has the same sound as Wu.

And when I was brought to the city by Uncle Yan, it was actually proposed by this person I should call Uncle Seven.

Because of what happened in our family, even he couldn't solve it, but he knew something that other people didn't know.

I heard Uncle Yan say that Chi Yuanshan's real age is only thirty-eight or nineteen now, five or six years younger than Uncle Yan, and when he met his father, he was rescued by his father and Uncle Yan when he robbed the tomb in Raojiang.

It was only later that an accident caused Chiyuan Mountain to become what it is now.

Uncle Yan said that there are two kinds of stunts that Chiyuan Mountain is best at, one is to throw stones to ask for directions, and the other is to trace the insect shadow.

Uncle Yan didn't elaborate on these two stunts, but just said that they were very magical, and even in this era, they couldn't be spied on.

After talking about the ghost hand, the next thing is about the destination and various antecedents of this tomb robbery.

Of course, these so-called antecedents were carried out without my knowledge at all.

It turned out that in the ninety-sixth year, Uncle Yan stole a tomb that looked like an imperial tomb but was not an imperial tomb somewhere in Fujian, and found some ciphertext on one of the vessels.

After half a year, Uncle Yan broke the ciphertext on it and found that the ciphertext mentioned the word ghost corpse.

and the location of the coordinates of another ancient tomb, and coincidentally, the coordinates of this ancient tomb point to the tomb of King Zhao in Handan, Hebei.

At that time, Uncle Yan was not in a hurry, but organized people and made sufficient preparations to go to the tomb of King Zhao.

But when he arrived at the tomb of King Zhao, he found that everything inside had already been looted, and the clues were interrupted.

Uncle Yan was still very remorseful about this, and later the matter was put on hold.

It wasn't until the case of King Zhao's tomb was stabbed out in 97 that all the people involved were arrested, and Uncle Yan couldn't help but feel palpitations after learning about it.

But as the saying goes, no book is written without coincidence.

Before the group of tomb robbers who stole King Zhao's tomb were caught, there were actually some things that had flowed into the underground black market.

And that shriveled human skin was one of them, and finally went through various handovers, and finally fell into the hands of the ghost hand Chi Yuanshan, and then ran to our side.

I asked Uncle Yan what was recorded in the ciphertext he had deciphered in Fujian.

Uncle Yan took two puffs of his cigarette and said, "The text is incomplete, but I still remember the main content." ”

"That tomb is a proud protégé of King Zhao when he was young, and this protégé belongs to the Yin and Yang family......"

With Uncle Yan's narration, I gradually understood the many secrets.

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, hundreds of schools of thought and various schools of thought came into being, many of which could affect the rise and fall of a country, but many of them were short-lived.

And the tomb that Uncle Yan robbed at the beginning was the tomb of this yin-yang warlock, Ji Wuchang.

Ji Wuchang has not been recorded in any official history, only the people in the tomb robbery circle can spy on one or two through some clues.

This person is a monk beside King Zhao, an alternative who has broken away from the Yin and Yang family, but he has the ability to reach the sky.

Ji Wu can often resurrect a dead person, but the dead person after the resurrection is not a normal person.

This was the original concept of the ghost.

In ancient times, feudal superstition was serious, everyone wanted to live forever, and King Zhao was naturally no exception, so the specifications of the mausoleum belonged to the princely level during Ji Wuchang's lifetime.

Everyone thought it was a mausoleum built by King Zhao for himself, but it was not.

Ji Wuchang was ordered to set up an altar under Wuchang's tomb, and through a great method of exchanging blood for walking corpses, people can live a long life.

It's just that the world is impermanent, and Ji Wuchang died earlier than King Zhao, so there is no more news about this secret.

But there is one thing, King Zhao must know about this, so there is the matter of Uncle Yan going to King Zhao's tomb.

Because the clue must be in the tomb of King Zhao, but it is unrealistic to know it now.

It wasn't until the appearance of the human skin totem that there was a glimmer of life.

Uncle Yan said that the human skin was torn from the body of a living woman, and what was recorded on it was not some kind of secret art of exchanging blood for the walking corpse.

It's a matter in this woman's family, because there is not much written information, but I also know that this woman was an important person in a clan at that time.

Because the phoenix was a thing that only the queen-level status could have in ancient times, ordinary people didn't even dare to think about it.

When Uncle Yan was almost finished, I asked puzzledly, "Uncle Yan, you have been talking for a long time, and you don't seem to have said the point." ”

"What kind of tomb is this tomb and who is the owner of it? Or who is the owner of this human skin, and what does it have to do with me? ”

Uncle Yan threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and reached out to pat me on the head.

said in a deep voice: "Do you really think that your Uncle Yan and I are immortals, I know everything?" ”

"If I knew everything, would I need to climb the mountains and mountains to get here?"

"But ......"

Uncle Yan changed his words and said, "Although I don't know who the owner of the human skin is, Lao Qi knows what kind of tomb we are going to this tomb is. ”

After hearing this, I hurriedly asked, what tomb?

Uncle Yan looked at me very seriously and said, "Shuyi Tomb! ”

What?

I'm a little dumbfounded, Shuyi Tomb?

I tried hard to think about the literature about the word Shuyi in my mind, but I couldn't find the slightest word.

"I said, Uncle Yan, I'm afraid you're not making it up, right?"

"Shuyi, why don't you talk about the Classic of Mountains and Seas......?"

Uncle Yan frowned and glared at me, "What did Lao Tzu lie to you?" ”

"Do you listen? I don't want to listen, I don't want to say it......! ”

After Uncle Yan finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left directly, no matter how much I shouted behind me, it was useless.

We didn't stop until midnight at a location that was on the top of the mountain.

After a whole day of climbing the mountain, my feet had completely disobeyed, and I was lying on the rocks gasping for air.

Da Zhuang handed over a kettle and said, "Little Fifth Master, can the flesh still hold up?" ”

"Listen to the Seventh Master, we still need at least three or five days to travel......?"

"Poof!"

As soon as I drank the water in my mouth, I squirted it out.

Da Zhuang laughed and said, "Look at what scares you, tease you!" ”

"Have a good rest today, and wake up tomorrow and you'll be almost there."

I glared at Da Zhuang, then drank some water, and saw the black-robed old man standing on the edge of the cliff gesturing with a snake-headed mahogany in his hand.

He was still muttering to himself, like a magic stick.

I tried hard with my mouth and said, "Da Zhuang, what is this old man doing?" ”

Da Zhuang just glanced at it sideways and said, "Didn't the fifth master tell you?" ”

"The Seventh Master has two famous stunts, namely Throwing Stones to Ask for Directions and Insect Shadow Trace."

"And what the Seventh Master is showing now is the first stunt......"

I asked softly, "What does this stone throw mean to ask for directions?" ”

Da Zhuang pretended to bow his head mysteriously and said, "Well...... Guaranteed to open your mind! But you'll understand when the time comes......"