The little brother reacted quickly. As soon as Zhang Zhuxun finished his first word, he rushed over quickly, picked up Wu Xiaoxie and Dakui who were spread out in a pile, and rushed to the aisle behind the coffin.
Mr. Wu cursed, and Pan Zi, who had reacted, quickly ran away.
Especially when they heard the sound of the coffin lid falling to the ground behind them, the two of them wished they had ten more legs to help them run.
After the two of them rushed into the corridor, Zhang Zhu, who was waiting on the side, kicked the bloody corpse that followed behind them, howling strangely.
With Zhang Zhuoxun's strong kick, the bloody corpse flew out directly and hit his sarcophagus with a loud bang, causing the sarcophagus to move a long distance.
After succeeding in a sneak attack with black feet, Zhang Zhu was not willing to fight at all. He rushed along the aisle with his things, and soon caught up with the younger brother and the others.
Suddenly a burglary cave appeared ahead.
Pan Zi jumped in and rolled on the ground to relieve his momentum, and then quickly turned on the wolf-eye flashlight hanging on his waist. After shaking it again and finding no danger, he called on everyone to jump down.
After looking for a cushion, Zhang Zhu glanced around as soon as he jumped in. Then he raised a medium-sized copper vat and stuffed it into the robbery hole, while calling on everyone to come over and help.
"Hurry up! Seal the gap with mud quickly. The bloody corpse is not dead yet and will soon chase after it looking for its smell."
The younger brother came over quickly to help Zhang Shuxun lift the copper vat. Wu Sanye and the others also quickly poured water to mix the soil under the robbery hole into mud, then grabbed a handful and poured it into the gap between the vat and the robbery cave.
Each person had a handful of mud and quickly filled the gaps tightly.
"Shh!" The little brother put his index finger in front of his lips to signal everyone to be quiet.
Tap tap tap tap - through a wall, everyone heard the dull footsteps of the bloody corpse gradually approaching.
Suddenly, the sound disappeared.
Wu Xiaoxie hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, his heart beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his throat.
The little brother put his hand on the handle of the knife, held his breath, quietly put his ear close to the wall, and listened carefully to the sounds outside.
Zhang Zhuxun also put his hand on the mechanism lock of the ebony box and prepared it.
I don't know how long it took, but the dull footsteps sounded again, getting farther and farther, and at a very fast speed. It was obvious that they were attracted by something.
Zhang Zhuxun lit a candle in his heart and observed two seconds of silence for the unlucky guy who took the blame.
Until the boy's tense body relaxed and he turned around and sat down.
Only then did everyone come back to their senses, and were surprised to find that they were breaking out in a cold sweat, and felt a sense of fear.
"Grandma's fault." Mr. Wu cursed, not daring to raise his voice. He pointed at Zhang Zhuxun and Pan Zi, his face twisted with anger. Zhang Zhuxun was an outsider and he couldn't discipline him. Can you scold Pan Zi, "Are you a tiger? Is that thing so easy to get? You want money rather than life, right..."
There was a bunch of people scolding Pan Zi's head lower and lower, almost sinking into the ground.
Zhang Zhu listened to his words criticizing mulberry and locust trees, listening to his words in one ear and out the other without paying attention to any of them.
It wasn't until Wu Sanye's mouth went dry and he stopped to take a breath that Zhang Zhuxun shined a flashlight into his pocket and let him see, "Here, do you see it? The double-eared dragon, green phoenix and jade bottle, just take a look Looking at the quality of this jade and the carving, it would cost a million dollars to take out alone, let alone a pair."
Mr. Wu has been searching for sand for so many years and has a unique and critical eye. Naturally, he can see the extraordinary quality of this jade bottle.
"You're such a bitch." Mr. Wu scolded with a smile, "I really don't know whether you are lucky or unlucky."
Zhang Zhuoxun chuckled and said, "Brothers today are in this situation because of my involvement. I won't take it all for myself. We all have a share."
Mr. Wu is not a procrastinator. He thought for a moment and said, "I won't take advantage of you too much. We are three to seven, and I am three to you."
"Sure." Zhang Zhuxun nodded.
As for how Mr. Wu wants to divide the 30%, that's none of his business.
In fact, with these two things, today's trip is worth it.
But Mr. Wu obviously has other purposes.
The appearance of Zhang Zhuxun undoubtedly disrupted his plan.
After calming down for a while, everyone began to look at the tomb room they were in.
Pan Zizhi had just glanced at it briefly without looking carefully. Now he looked at it and said "Ouch", "How come there are so many coffins here?"
This tomb is very large, with ear chambers on both sides, and many stone coffins in the middle. They are similar in texture and specification to the previous stone house with blood corpses. The arrangement seems messy, but if you look closely, you can see something strange.
The top of the tomb was covered with magnificent and complicated murals, and it was surrounded by stone slabs with inscriptions. Wu Xiaoxie was most interested in this, and he immediately went over to take a look with a miner's lamp in his hand.
Zhang Zhuoxun walked up to the first sarcophagus and used a flashlight to carefully read the inscriptions on it. He found that most of the inscriptions he didn't recognize. He could only vaguely make out some Yin soldiers or ghost seals. The more he looked at them, the more confused he became.
"Xiao Tianzhen, come here and help me see what's written on this?" Zhang Zhuoxun greeted Wu Xiaoxie.
Wu Xiaoxie is the think tank of the Iron Triangle in the notebook. He has a profound foundation in ancient writing and knows a lot.
"Who is Xiao Tianzhen? Me?" Wu Xiaoxie pointed at himself in confusion. When Zhang Zhuoxun nodded, he rolled his eyes angrily. He moved over with the miner's lamp in hand, stared at the inscription for a while, and said, "Oh." , "What is roughly recorded here is the life and contribution of the owner of the sarcophagus. The owner of this tomb is a prince of the Lu State. He has a ghost seal that can borrow Yin soldiers from the underworld. It is particularly powerful, and he was sealed by the Duke of Lu. For King Lu Shang."
Zhang Zhuoxun nodded and asked, "What happened next?"
Wu Xiaoxie said: "He passed away later."
Zhang Zhuoxun raised his eyebrows, "That's it?"
Wu Xiaoxie shrugged, "That's what it says here. It says that King Lu Shang owed a favor to the underworld, so he was recruited as a civil servant to pay off the debt."
Zhang Shuxun nodded and didn't hesitate anymore. Anyway, the notes said that the real body of King Lu Shang was not here. No matter whether he went to heaven or to hell, what Zhang Shuxun really cared about was Guixi.
Because this is related to the ten years when the younger brother was stationed at the Bronze Gate in the later period.
The contents on several other sarcophagi were similar to them, and Zhang Shuxun was not very interested.
