Zhang Qiling said "Follow me" and began to climb down the wall. Although it looks steep here, it is not difficult to climb. Looking at the relaxed expressions on their faces, Wu Xie twitched the corner of his mouth.
After all, I am also a person who has done rock climbing. Although I am not an expert, I can still be considered an accomplished rock climber. After looking around, I found that he is the most hip-reaching person, and even the fat man is more dexterous than him.
This made him firm in his mind. When he went back, he would find a park and get some good exercise with a group of men over fifty who could still spin and jump on the horizontal bar.
Hiss... Otherwise, let's start with Tai Chi.
The coffins look less impressive from the ground than from above. But it didn't feel good either. There was always a strange feeling surrounding him.
Most of the coffins were almost rotten, and even the corpses were scattered on the ground because of the rotten coffins.
The air was filled with the smell of corpse oil mixed with moldy things. It really didn't smell good.
Wu Xie didn't know if so many corpses here would make the air poisonous.
When the fat man landed, he didn't see his feet clearly. He just happened to step on the missing thigh bone of an unknown friend. His feet slipped and he fell onto a rotten coffin. The coffin was hit by the fat man and was directly hit. He performed a goddess scattering flowers.
The fat man cursed bad luck.
When he got up, he crushed the guy in the coffin with a casual press. His skull rolled twice and stopped at Zhang Haiyan's feet.
The weathering of the bones was very serious. Zhang Haiyan bent down, picked up the skull, held it in his hand and said quietly: "It's bad luck, it's so bad luck. You slept well, it doesn't matter if someone wakes you up, and the head is removed, you say it's bad luck." Not unlucky."
The corners of Black Glasses' mouth twitched as soon as he heard this, and he glanced at Zhang Qiling, who also looked unhappy.
She is looking for both of us.
The fat man made two torches out of the coffin boards he smashed. One was given to Zhang Qiling, and the other was held in his own hand: "Do you think there are so many coffins here, could they be burial pits?"
"Then the owner of this tomb is quite considerate, and he also knows how to allocate rooms for his employees. He's not like some shady bosses, right? Mr. Hei."
Before Black Glasses could reply, the torches in Zhang Qiling and Fatty's hands suddenly flashed twice and then went out. The surrounding space was dark, and Wu Xie was startled.
"Fat man, how did you make this torch so unreliable?"
The fat man took out the lighter again and lit the torch.
The newly lit torch burned out for less than three seconds before it went out again.
The fat man lit it again, but still got the same result: "I know this guy is blowing candles. It's the first time I've seen him blow a torch. His lung capacity is pretty big."
Black Glasses felt that if it was really a ghost, it would actually be nothing. After all, someone's resentment was much heavier than that of the ghost. Even if the ghost came out, he would still have to kowtow to her three times. He couldn't help but want to laugh, but when he thought of what the mute asked him to do, the smile turned into a bitter smile again.
He didn't touch a penny of her money. Not only did he not touch it, he also saved it. He even made a ten-year time deposit for her. The bankbook was pressed under the bed board of her crib. But now...
Black Glasses glanced at the coffin beside him.
I should be able to use it. Maybe he will be included in the torch blowing and lung capacity training later.
They only had two flashlights left now, because they didn't know how long they would have to go, so they only turned on one flashlight. They originally thought they could use torches to save some power, but now it seems that it doesn't give them any face.
Wu Xie wanted to touch the lighter in his pocket, but before he could touch it, he felt a strong wind suddenly rushing toward him.
Black Glasses instantly reached out and grabbed it, and then slammed the thing he grabbed onto the coffin on the side.
Because of this fall, three or four coffins were scattered all over the ground, and the bones inside rolled out. Wu Xie, who was choked by dust, covered his mouth and nose and coughed.
The thing that was thrown into the pile of coffins let out a scream.
Xie Yuchen quickly covered his mouth and nose and shined the flashlight in his hand, and saw a mouse bigger than a cat lying in the middle of a pile of ruins.
The mouse was thrown to the ground by the black glasses and twitched. He kicked his legs twice and stopped completely.
"This rat is too damn big. It will eat him to death..." The fat man only said half of what he said. He probably thought of something and shut up immediately.
When other people saw this mouse, they also understood why the coffins here were so tattered. It must have been the work of these mice, who regarded this place as a free cafeteria.
Wu Xie thought of the size of this place and felt lucky. Fortunately, they only met one. If all the rats here came to drive away the intruders like them, even if they had the two combat power ceilings of Little Brother and Black Glasses, they would probably only have It's time to escape.
Zhang Qiling walked to the coffin that had just been knocked apart. Instead of looking at the mouse, he looked at the bones that had rolled out. He picked up the bones one by one that the mice had used as teething sticks. come out.
"Brother, if you have a dog at home and need teething sticks, I will buy you a few boxes later. Don't pick up everything."
Zhang Qiling ignored the fat man and suddenly stood up and kicked the coffin next to him. After looking at three or four bones in a row, he pointed at the neck of one of the bones and said, "This gap is called an old fracture. The incision was made before death and was sharp, with no bone healing at all, indicating that the person died after someone cut off the carotid artery from above the clavicle. Because the cut was cut too quickly, it cut into the bone."
"You mean this body was murdered?" Wu Xie asked.
Upon hearing this, Black Glasses quickly went over and took a few glances before replying: "It's not that one, it's all these corpses. The throat was cut with a knife, and the technique was clean and neat."
Black Glasses opened a few more coffins, then took out a piece of something from one of the coffins and handed it to them.
Wu Xie took it over and took a look. He felt that the thing looked familiar, but he couldn't remember what it was. He asked the fat man to quickly light the torch again. When he looked at it by the light of the torch, he couldn't help but be surprised and said: "This seems to be a Tatar." Hat."
Black Glasses nodded: "Look at what's stuck there."
When Wu Xie heard this, he quickly turned over the things in his hands, and he was even more surprised when he saw it.
"Peacock Feathers! If I remember correctly, only officials of fifth rank and above wear this."
Wu Xie immediately went to look at the corpses that had been dug out, and saw that several of them had peacock feathers symbolizing official positions.
"Isn't it true that all the officials who died here are fifth-rank officials and above? How can we get so many by killing all the officials in the Qing Dynasty? Then this time the emperor and the eunuchs will be left."
"It's not as exaggerated as you think. Most of the sword-carrying guards in the palace are fifth-grade, so the number is more than a thousand. Add in the palaces and some special units in various places, and the number is even greater."
"How do you know so clearly?" Wu Xie just asked casually.
But Zhang Haiyan smiled and complained inwardly.
[If the Qing Dynasty had not died, he would have been a guard with a sword without preparation, and he would have been the kind of guard who would show off in front of the harem empress. 】
black glasses:………
"That's not right. Isn't this the ancient tomb of the She Kingdom? How come so many Qing Dynasty people are buried here? Is it possible that there is another Qing Dynasty tomb here?" Wu Xie once again thought of the two brothers, King Lu Shang and King Zhou Mu. It seems that it is quite popular to build a tomb on someone's head.
"Even though there are tombs from the Qing Dynasty, there are so many dead people here. I feel like this place is more like a battlefield."
Zhang Haiyan was stunned as soon as she turned around. Looking at the sneaky figure behind her, she said calmly: "Don't worry about which dynasty it is for now. I can't digest it."
