Chapter 25: There is no return to the agency city
Because of this.
Huamaguai, who got up early in the morning to prepare, immediately loudly accepted the order.
Because Xieling was passed down from the Red Eyebrow Army, before robbing tombs and fighting, there has always been a rule of worshiping the sky and gods.
Although Chen Yulou is the boss of Changsheng Mountain.
It cannot be invalidated easily.
At this moment.
Middle of the camp.
On a wooden table, the heads of three animals had been placed early.
Portraits of Wu Zixu and the Overlord of Western Chu hang in the middle.
The tablet of Emperor Guan Sheng is enshrined above.
"Master Guan Sheng Emperor, the two founders are on top."
"Today is a chaotic situation, the sky has no eyes, and people's livelihood is hanging upside down. We all uphold the instructions of our ancestors to do justice for heaven and conquer the enemy. Unjust."
"Pingshan Ancient Tomb contains countless gold and jade. The two leaders, Xiling and Banshan, thought about the hardships of the people, so they planned to retrieve the treasures in the tomb to help in troubled times."
Huamaguai, who acted as the temporary master of ceremonies, carried a rooster and walked straight to the altar.
He is usually playful and smiling.
Now it is indescribably serious.
The words he said were loud and generous.
Even if it was Chen Yulou, he couldn't help but roll his eyes secretly.
With that kid’s mouth, he can talk about life and death.
Tomb robbers are tomb robbers.
Why do you want to do justice for heaven and take ill-gotten gains?
Changsheng Mountain has been here for more than a hundred years.
There are countless fights, gold and silver are everywhere, but no one has ever saved the world.
When there were no tombs to rob, under the guise of robbing the rich and giving to the poor, they did a lot of bad things, blocking roads and robbing people.
These words.
To say that you are putting money on your face is flattering.
But...
After all, he has been in the world for many years.
This means watching with eyes, nose and mind. In short, it is like not hearing anything.
As for the partridge whistle, the same is true.
The line of his moving mountains is not much more noble than Xiling.
Although the gold and jade treasures are not taken, thousands of ancient tombs have been destroyed over thousands of years.
To know.
Although the mountain-moving Taoist is one of the best at martial arts.
But I don’t know much about Feng Shui.
Everywhere he passed, there were almost no bones left.
After all, the Xieling faction only did this to the tombs of princes, and they did a good job of saving face for the poor.
So in the world, Taoist Banshan has a very bad reputation.
The two of them are quite deep and can achieve this step.
But Hua Ling and the old foreigner knew their own affairs. Listening to Hua Maguai's words, they felt their cheeks burning.
"The sacrifice to heaven begins!"
Huamaguai shouted loudly after finishing his words.
In a moment, nearly a hundred Xiling thieves shouted in response.
The sound was deafening, resounding through the mountains and dense forests.
Huamaguai held the chicken's neck, held the knife in his backhand and slashed hard.
Only a stabbing sound was heard.
Scarlet blood splattered everywhere.
Drop it into the two bowls of wine prepared in advance on the table.
"Shopkeeper, Yang Kuishou, please."
Huama turned back to look at the two people at the front of the crowd and made a gesture of invitation.
The two of them did not delay.
Step forward side by side, each holding a bowl of blood wine.
Partridge Whistle had just said a few days ago that drinking would cause trouble, and he was determined not to drink at all, but worshiping the gods was unusual.
As for Chen Yulou.
He looked at the bowl of wine in his hand that was stained red with blood.
I am extremely confused.
Tell the truth.
He really didn’t want to drink.
Who knows if this thing is drinkable.
But in front of so many people, especially when he saw Partridge Whistle drained in one gulp, he could only grit his teeth, close his eyes, raise his head and drink it all in one gulp.
“Okay!”
“Mighty!”
This scene immediately attracted countless cheers.
“Shopkeeper, would you like to say a few words?”
Huama came closer.
But before he spoke, Chen Yulou glanced at him, and then he shut his mouth neatly.
There is something strange in my heart.
In the past, shopkeepers liked to win people's hearts on such occasions.
However, he did not dare to speculate randomly.
Just a wave of the hand.
Pause time. The Xiling bandits, who had long been unable to restrain themselves, swarmed towards Pingshan.
These days, people are worse than ghosts. No matter how dangerous the fight is, it is worse than starving to death.
What's more, Zong Tou is a kind and generous person, and every time he takes out a few percent of the gold and silver from the bucket.
After all, there is no way to escape death.
It’s better to drink and eat to your heart’s content.
After the group of people set off, Chen Yulou and the others were the last to catch up.
“Brother Dao, take a look.”
Take out a drawing and hand it to Partridge Whistle.
The latter took it, but when he opened it and saw it clearly, his expression became astonished.
"This... is this painted by Brother Chen?"
"Not bad."
Chen Yulou nodded.
“In the past few days, Chen has walked almost all over Pingshan, relying on the skills of observing, hearing and asking, combined with past experience.”
"The painting in this picture is at least 80% certain."
A few days ago, under the pretext of stepping on the plate, he went to herd chickens every morning to practice.
If no news is found.
That’s the real problem.
That’s why he was busy at his desk last night.
This picture was made by the boss in his previous life when he was a gangster at the Lantern Bar.
He just copied it from memory.
Of course, this picture is much simpler, and many places have been deliberately hidden.
For example, the Wuliangdao Palace in the deepest part of Pingshan Mountain, the Yunzang Treasure Hall, and the Corpse Gui and Yaowang Pavilions in the depths of Danjing.
The two have known each other for many years.
They dare not speak clearly about each other's methods.
At least I have heard about it.
The method used by the Xieling faction to explore the tomb is nothing more than to look, hear, inquire, and hear the mountain and argue about the dragon.
Just standing on the top of the mountain and taking a look.
You can see through the situation deep underground.
This is no longer a means of tomb robbing.
But it’s sorcery.
Chen Yulou knew this very well, so he deleted what should be deleted and added what should be added in the painting.
In the original work.
Chen Yulou explored Pingshan Mountain four times, but in the end he ended up defeated with numerous casualties.
As a time traveler, he naturally cannot do it again.
But even so.
Looking at the drawing, Partridge Whistle felt a wave of turmoil in his heart.
It is difficult to calm down for a long time.
In the past few days, Chen Yulou went out early and came back late. No one knew what he was up to.
Although Partridge Whistle doesn’t say anything.
But how can we not be in a hurry.
I am afraid that this person is going to go sightseeing and enjoying the scenery.
Now that he was holding the blueprint, he realized that in just a few days, Chen Yulou had discovered Pingshan so clearly.
For a while.
He has traveled around the world for many years.
A trace of shock and... guilt could not help but flash in his eyes.
I am also cautious in judging a gentleman's belly.
Chen Yulou did not guess what he was thinking.
All the way.
I just occasionally answered a few of his questions.
Not long after, the mighty team arrived at the foot of Pingshan.
The two of them stepped out of the crowd and walked outside the crack.
The scorching sun is already high above our heads.
White mist is steaming from the cracks in the mountains.
When illuminated by light, it immediately reflects colorful light.
It feels like a fairy mountain or a divine palace.
With his many years of experience in reverse fighting.
If the general of the Yuan Dynasty was really a mausoleum because of the mountain, then this place... should be the tomb door leading to the underground palace.
Just send someone to dig down along the crack.
The location of Hades must be found.
But the partridge whistle holding the drawing in his hand had a solemn expression at this moment.
"Brother Chen, is this really an empty city down there?"
Looked down for a moment.
Partridge Whistle finally asked.
"The general of the Yuan Dynasty enslaved the cave people here, causing complaints and unspeakable suffering."
"He was worried that his bones would be dug up and his ashes thrown away by the cave people after his death, so he set up countless mechanisms."
"If you are right, there must be a machine city down here that has no return."
"If Brother Dao doesn't believe it, you can try shooting down there!"
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