After both of them entered the space portal, it disappeared, and the whole street fell into silence again. However, the rest of the city was in a state of nervousness and busyness because of their inadvertent auras.
In an alley a few streets across the street, a lazy figure pushing a bicycle was shocked by the sudden momentum of two people.
"Good guys, where did these two big guys come from? This momentum is really scary! It seems to be much stronger than my father's momentum! They are marshals in the fourth level. ? Or maybe it’s the Lord or Hou of the Upper Three Realms? Forget it, never mind him, if the sky falls, there will be a tall man to hold it up. Sheep soup, sheep soup, here I come!”
The lazy young man shook his head and continued walking. Unfortunately, God did not follow his wishes. After taking a few steps, his phone rang. Looking at the name above, I secretly cursed "Zhou Bapi"!
"Hey, Zhou Ba...no, boss!"
"Yang Mingyu!!! Are you talking bad about me again!?"
There was a voice from a royal sister on the other end of the phone. It was very nice. It would have been better if it didn't growl.
"No, no, boss, how dare I?"
Yang Mingyu looked at the phone with a flattering expression.
"How many times have I told you to call me Lord Soul Suppressor? What kind of boss do you want to call me?"
"Hey, yes, yes, soul-suppressing master, what are your orders?"
"Two powerful auras suddenly appeared over there in the old city. You are close. Go and investigate."
"Boss, what time is it now? I'm already off work."
"Why don't you get off work after get off work? Do you have time to get off work?"
"No, boss, you can't say that. I don't care about overtime pay. Why do you need to work overtime? Besides, the momentum is so strong. Wouldn't a little shrimp like me get killed?"
"Show your soul-suppressing master card, and I'll make sure nothing happens to you."
"You can pull me down. You are not the guardian of the magic city. How can a big shot like this pay off your debt? Boss, although I am not the only son in my family, I don't want to give away my life in vain!"
"Hurry up and go. I'll be there when I'm done with my work here."
"No, I'm off work."
Yang Mingyu firmly refused with a mighty and unyielding attitude.
"Hurry up, can I give you a day off after this is over?"
"Seven days."
"I am throwing thunder! How dare you say that, if you don't go in three days, then go back to your capital!"
"Okay, okay, three days is all."
"hurry up!!!!!"
Yang Mingyu quickly put the phone away from his ears to prevent his eardrums from being shattered by the roar.
"Defeat!!! Bang! Click! Boom! Sizzle... Damn, rubbish game!"
After the roar, there was a faint sound of some equipment being smashed.
Yang Mingyu shook his head and sighed silently in his heart. What should he do if he meets such a bad boss who loves to play games and is also harsh on his employees? It's nice to look good, but good looks are useless! ?
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"At the first watch, the drums are so loud that the girl bursts into tears. The most hateful second father and mother love to smoke opium..."
Zhao Jin parked the car in a secluded place, holding a piece of dogtail grass pulled from nowhere in his mouth, humming a tune and wandering towards the hill not far away. Unexpectedly, he really thought he was here. For a walk.
But in fact, this scene is not very pleasant. The big round moon hangs in the sky, but the thick dark clouds obscure its light. Only a few scattered moonlight breaks through the cage. come out.
The gloomy wind kept blowing, bringing with it a biting chill. The bare branches of the grove kept swaying, and the sound of the wind continued, casting their shadows in the moonlight that finally came through, but they seemed to be countless. The ghostly figure roared out the unwillingness in his heart.
Zhao Jin walked slowly into this eerie forest of ghosts.
What to do?
Tomb robbery!
Zhao Jin originally taught school girls well at home, but she received a message from her uncle Song, saying that a group of tomb robbers had discovered a small ancient tomb and asked them to cut off the beard, euphemistically calling it "protecting cultural relics."
As for why Song Lie didn't come by himself, in his words, the ancient tomb was too small and not worthy of his position, which left Zhao Jin speechless for a while.
After walking slowly to the inner circle, Zhao Jin also started to become serious, and he stopped humming the ditty in his mouth, but he still had the dogtail grass in his mouth.
"Sure enough, someone put the card in."
With Zhao Jin's current eyesight, he was able to spot at a glance the thin threads in the branches of weeds 20 centimeters high from the ground. There was also an extremely small bell hanging deep in the threads, which acted as an alarm.
After scanning a few more times, Zhao Jin finally found the person who put the card, the tomb robber, who was also the lookout.
"There's something..."
Looking at the lookout position of this group of tomb robbers, Zhao Jin couldn't help but admire. There were two people looking out. It seemed like a big team. Generally speaking, in small groups, only one person stayed outside the tomb to look out, and this person was usually a tomb robber. Handymen who are not that skilled.
One was lying on the ground, covered with weeds, making it difficult for ordinary people to spot him.
The other one was even stronger and stuck directly to a bare cold tree. Either this person was born with a slender figure or he had practiced some unique skills such as bone-shrinking skills. He stuck tightly to the trunk of the tree. Wearing tree bark, he didn't shiver in the cold wind, and could still gently sway with the tree trunks in the wind, making it difficult for people to see any problems.
What a good idea!
"It seems like I met a professional this time..."
Zhao Jin touched his chin with a solemn expression on his face, but in fact he still didn't care in his heart.
Just because he is a soul master!
"Li Ping, let them see the methods of a soul master!"
"promise!"
He secretly communicated with Li Ping in his heart that there was nothing to wait for, so he just took action.
Zhao Jin slapped the ground with his palms, kicked off his feet, and flew forward. With this momentum, he shot out the short spear at his waist, pointing directly at the person lying on the ground.
The man in the tree was the first to notice. Just as he was about to sound the alarm, he was startled by the figure that suddenly appeared on the short gun that was shooting rapidly in the air.
"drink!"
Li Ping floated out of the short spear, and stabbed the man with the long spear in his hand. When he was stunned, the man had no time to resist, and the spear went straight into the heart, and there was no sound in an instant.
The man on the ground could not escape death. Zhao Jin's speed was too fast. As soon as the man raised his head, his throat was pierced by Zhao Jin's finger. The faster short gun had already penetrated his back. The man couldn't even utter a scream before he died.
Zhao Jin then turned over and kicked him in the back of the head. There was a "click" sound of the skull breaking, and the man's head was broken and hung on the ground. He could no longer die.
"Master, do you want to tidy up?"
"No, just leave it here. Someone will come to collect the body early tomorrow morning. Let's go and see the owner of this tomb. Even though he's here, I have to ask him if he's okay."
Zhao Jin felt no burden for killing these two people. It was not the first time he had killed someone. Both of them had a bloody aura lingering over their heads. It looked like they had killed more than one person. Could it be? What good guy?
Don't be fooled by novels. What kind of good thing could it be to dig up people's ancestral graves in the ground? For them, murder and robbery are commonplace.
Zhao Jin clapped his hands, walked to a large rock on the side, and lightly kicked the ground. The messy leaves and branches on the ground were kicked aside, revealing a large dark hole. It was this group of people. Make a hole in the hole.
"The hole is well hidden. Fortunately, no one came to take a walk, otherwise what would happen if it fell in?"
With that said, Zhao Jin took Li Ping away and jumped down, spitting out the dogtail grass in his mouth on the edge of the robbery hole.
The entrance to the cave was not as deep as expected, only four or five meters. In other words, this group of tomb robbers dug the hole professionally and chose a good and weak place. Zhao Jin didn't make a "Black Widow" landing move, but just slightly bent her legs for cushioning.
The tomb passage is much wider than expected, enough for two people to walk side by side, and the surrounding wall tiles also exude a rich historical atmosphere.
The robbery hole was opened in a side room, which was already empty at this time. The treasures that should have been plundered by the group of tomb robbers who entered first.
The ancient tombs seemed to be well preserved, without too many broken eaves and broken walls, and there was no water on the ground. Zhao Jin gently touched the wall next to him and found it was very dry.
Based on his knowledge, it is still not possible to judge the dynasty of the tomb just from the wall tiles of the tomb. He must find epitaphs or old objects that can identify the time of the tomb.
After glancing at the few remaining skeletons lying in the coffins in the tomb, he closed the coffin lid with one hand due to his natural strength, and then stopped staying.
They are all miserable people. No, but you can’t say that. Who knows?
They are just the concubines buried with the owner of the tomb. They enjoy the glory and wealth in front of them, but they have to be buried with the master after his death. Every drink and every peck counts for their lives!
The ignorance of ancient times is far more terrible than we imagine.
After leaving this tomb, Zhao Jin frowned. Logically speaking, such a tomb should be considered a large tomb. How come it is the main tomb as soon as you exit the side room? Is it possible that the tomb was built in a hurry and not complete enough?
When he reached the entrance of the main room, Zhao Jin had to hold his breath and carefully hide himself. The reason was simple: the group was fighting upside down.
After counting, there are six of them, two of them are standing around on guard, three are searching for treasures in the hall and the ear room, and one is standing on the side looking at the paintings on the surrounding walls. This person looks like this group The leader was a middle-aged man with an unattractive appearance, but Zhao Jin knew that this kind of person must be someone with rich experience.
In this business, the more ordinary and inconspicuous the person, the better.
Including the two people who had just been outside, there were eight people in total. With the current strict control of Qianguo, this was already quite a gang.
"Boss, what is the origin of this guy? There are so many Shuitou (funeral objects)!"
"Yes, boss, we've made a lot of money this time, enough to keep us happy for a while!"
Three tomb robbers walked out of the ear room and shouted at the head.
"Third and fourth, shut up. Didn't you see that the boss is studying?"
Another person on the side heard the two shouting and immediately scolded them.
"Boss, where does this Lord come from?"
After a long time, the middle-aged man slowly walked to the coffin in the middle of the tomb, and the other tomb robbers knew it was time to get ready.
"A general."
The words uttered by the middle-aged man made several people stunned.
