Chapter 7

c Sun Laoer became more and more angry as he talked. Veins popped out on his forehead, and he looked like he was going to hit someone at any time.

Sun Laosan also shook his head and sighed, then he pressed the intercom and said: "Head, there is something new down there, this hole has been touched."

There was silence on the intercom for a minute, and then Wang raised his head and said coldly: "When was he touched? Did you enter the main tomb?"

"No, we are still in the tomb passage. The water just washed over a towel. Don't even think about it. It must have been stolen not long ago. Head, you know those people in the south do things. The tombs they touch are rarely valuable. Something.”

Wang thought for a while and said: "Second brother, let's go into the main tomb and take a look. If there is nothing in the main tomb, you don't need to go to the ear room. Just pack up and come up."

"Okay, boss," Sun Laoer put down the walkie-talkie.

I don't smoke, and my nose is still good. At this moment, I suddenly smelled a fragrance, a light fragrance.

"Second brother...why does it smell like burning?" I asked doubtfully.

When I said this, Sun Laoer exaggeratedly sniffed forward.

Then he turned to look at Sun Laosan, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"That's right, we didn't pay attention just now. This is Nan Xiang." His face suddenly became serious.

"What's wrong with the second brother and the third brother? What's wrong with Nanxiang?" Seeing their solemn expressions, I was a little confused.

I think so. In the past, wealthy people used golden nan coffins when they died. Isn’t it normal for the golden nan wood to smell like nan?

The relaxed expressions on the Sun brothers' faces disappeared.

"Yunfeng, give me your hand."

"Ah? What do you need my hands for?" I stretched out my hand in confusion.

"Second brother, what are you doing!" My fingers hurt and I couldn't help but exclaimed.

It turned out that he cut my finger with a sharp little dagger.

The bright red blood flowed out, and the Sun brothers, one after the other, used my blood to smear some of their wrists.

"Second brother and third brother, why are you wiping my blood?" I complained, wiggling my injured fingers.

This is what Sun Laoer told me at the time.

"Yunfeng, in this business of fighting for gold and gold, we are very afraid of encountering the four major evils and the six minor evils."

"The cross-eyed tomb-suppressing beast, the incense of Qi Nan as light as flowers, the black coffin with red paint that never fades, and the ever-burning lamp that never dries out. These are called the four evils. This is the rule of our ancestors. Blood destroys evil."

What he said was mysterious, but I didn't take it seriously. Was he trying to scare me like a child?

I whispered aggrievedly: "Then... then why don't you cut your own fingers? Why are you cutting my fingers..."

Sun Laoer touched my head and said with a sinister smile: "Our blood is not good, so we have to use boy's blood. Yunfeng, are you afraid you haven't even touched a girl's little hand?"

I hesitated and couldn't speak.

Then I deliberately changed the topic and asked sternly: "What are the six little evils?"

Sun Laosan shook his head and said to me: "Yunfeng, you have seen very few things when you first entered the industry. You don't know. These are all opinions passed down by the older generation of people in the industry."