Chapter 26: Fishing for big fish on the top of Pingshan Mountain
“...Okay!”
He hesitated for a moment.
Partridge Whistle finally chose to follow his heart.
I lifted the Taoist robe with my backhand, and the next moment, I had a twenty-ring mirror box in my hand.
This thing is definitely in hot demand right now.
On the black market, ten taels of gold were sold for a sky-high price.
Most people simply cannot afford it.
Even Luo Laowai only equipped himself and his absolute confidants with guns.
As for his pistol battalion, which he claimed to have spent a lot of money to build, it was actually just three pieces of iron, far inferior to a mirror box.
The partridge whistle moves very quickly.
From drawing the gun, pushing the chamber to pulling the trigger and shooting, it takes almost a blink of an eye.
I saw fire everywhere.
The next moment.
A huge gunshot resounded under the mountain.
Although partridge whistle does not understand the secret art of Wenshan dragon debate of Xiling lineage.
But the power of a pair of ears is far beyond that of ordinary people.
The moment the gunfire sounded, he immediately took a step forward, placed his ear on the stone wall in front of him, and listened attentively.
The terrain of Pingshan Mountain is amazing. Over the past thousands of years, due to earthquakes and the hollowing out of the mountain belly, countless cracks have been caused.
The sound of gunfire echoed in the mountain stream.
It lasted for a full three or four minutes before gradually dissipating.
The sound of gunfire dispersed.
He also retreated slowly.
"How is it?"
Chen Yulou stood aside with his hands behind his hands and asked with a gentle expression.
"The underground is hollow. When there are tall buildings, the strange thing is...when the sound reaches halfway, it seems to be blocked by something."
Partridge Whistle frowned.
Speak out all the doubts in your mind.
Hearing this, Chen Yulou just smiled faintly. From the speed of the gunfire, he could actually judge it.
Not to mention.
He knows the underlying situation better than anyone else.
"Brother Dao has been traveling around in these years, and he should have seen many anti-theft agencies."
"If it were you, what would you do to prevent outsiders from breaking in without permission?"
"Me?"
Partridge Whistle was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said.
"In the ancient tombs, there are nothing more than random crossbows, hidden arrows, wooden army ghost figurines, sword slaves, night dragons, hidden fires, poisonous smoke, quicksand... and so on."
As Chen Yulou said.
Since he came out of the mountain as a teenager, Partridge Whistle has been wandering around the world for almost twenty years.
From the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period to the Song, Yuan and Ming Dynasties, there were countless reverse fights.
There are countless secret formations of mechanisms encountered.
All of a sudden, there are many treasures.
But as he spoke, his sword-shaped eyebrows suddenly raised.
“It seems that Brother Dao has already thought of it.”
Looking at his expression, Chen Yulou vaguely guessed it.
“Quicksand?”
When he listened carefully just now, he felt that something was not right about the sound of gunshots.
It seems to have suddenly disappeared.
It's like...like it's been swallowed up by something.
Now, he suddenly reacted.
The ancient city is hidden in quicksand. Once you break into the city and trigger the mechanical expansion, the sky will be filled with sand and gravel like rain. If you enter, you will almost die.
Boom——
The Partridge Whistle seemed to have seen that picture.
There was a buzz in my mind.
"Thanks to Brother Chen for finding out in advance, if this goes ahead, the consequences are really... unimaginable."
Partridge Whistle frowned and secretly let out a breath.
Under the quicksand formation, almost no one was spared.
Even the more people there are, the faster they die.
"Then according to Brother Chen's wishes, where should we fight?"
"The top of the mountain!"
Without any hesitation.
Chen Yulou spoke calmly.
“The top of the mountain?”
Partridge Whistle seemed to have thought of something.
Pingshan is as its name suggests.
Looking from a distance, it looks like a half-lying ancient vase from heaven.
At this moment, Partridge Whistle looked up, looking across the green mountains and dense forests, and landed on the top of the ancient bottle.
You can still faintly see the space between the bottle shoulder and the bottle mouth.
It sinks downwards, forming a sinkhole-like terrain.
After taking a distant look, he put away the mirror box again, spread out the drawing, ran his fingers through the lines, and finally clicked on the word "Tankou".
“That’s it.”
"Not bad!"
Chen Yulou nodded.
Throughout the ages, he is not the only one who has cared about the Pingshan Tomb.
To put it simply, in this land of Miao territory, bandits are entrenched and warlords are rampant. I don’t know how many people want to dig up Pingshan and get the gold and jade in it. But without exception, they all failed.
In the time and space without him.
The leaders of the two factions, Banshan and Xiling, plus hundreds of experts from Changsheng Mountain and the engineer battalion under Luo Laowai.
Hundreds of corpses were left behind.
Pingshan, how can it be so simple?
One of the reasons for this is that the Yuanren general died that year.
After the coffin was buried.
His men sealed the entire Pingshan Mountain with molten iron and blue bricks.
The other one, the miasma poison, is also a huge trouble.
If it weren’t for the cracks formed by the earthquake.
Wanting to enter it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
I really want to talk about it.
There is only one person closest to Pingshan Tomb.
It is the Guanshan Taibao who died in the tunnel under the mountain.
If it hadn’t been blocked by the stone door behind the screen, it might have happened.
"Then listen to Brother Chen."
At this moment, Partridge Whistle no longer had any worries and hugged his fists at Chen Yulou.
"Okay."
See this situation.
Chen Yulou will not delay any more.
He turned around and waved to Huamaguai, who was not far away, and gave a few instructions.
Not long after.
The Xiling bandits set out again.
Go all the way up the slope of Pingshan.
Almost half an hour later.
A group of talents finally reached the top.
No one complained, they just silently took the time to rest and replenish their strength.
Seeing this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but nodded secretly.
People are more valuable than more.
Especially for a large and dangerous tomb like Pingshan, the large number of people will become a burden.
He approached the crack with Partridge Whistle and several others.
Call it a crack.
It might as well be said to be a sinkhole.
The widest point is almost ten meters.
It was bottomless, it was pitch black underneath, and it was shrouded in a thick layer of white mist, making it impossible to see the reality clearly.
The weirdest thing is.
It's almost ten o'clock in the morning.
The sun is like fire.
But that day there was a dark wind blowing under the pit, and the cold was so cold that it seemed like there were two worlds at the bottom of the bottle and outside the bottle.
The surrounding stone walls are also cold and damp, covered with moss and moss.
I don’t know how many years no one has set foot there.
"Brother Chen, this stone wall is slippery and bottomless. Someone needs to go down first to find out the reality before making any plans."
Partridge Whistle watched intently for a moment.
Then he looked back and said solemnly.
Even though he fought countless battles, mountain cliffs like this are rare.
It’s too deep.
It's useless to use torches for lighting.
Even a phosphorus cylinder from the mountains is not enough. If you throw it, it will be smashed to pieces immediately.
What he meant was to go and have a look in person.
Moving mountains requires digging to climb mountains. Climbing rocks into streams is like walking on flat ground. Now is the perfect time.
But did not wait for him to speak.
Chen Yulou on the side shook his head, "No hurry."
"Could it be..."
Partridge Whistle was thinking of something.
But he shook his head, feeling that it was impossible to lift.
I had heard that Chen Yulou was born with night eyes, and subconsciously thought that he had seen something.
But there is a sinkhole at your feet.
The night is as rich as floating ink.
No matter how good your eyesight is, you probably can’t see through it.
But Chen Yulou looked at him with clear eyes and a confident and calm look.
The partridge whistle came to his lips and he swallowed back his words, just watching silently.
"Guaizi, bring me a chicken."
Chen Yulou greeted.
“It’s from the shopkeeper.”
In less than a moment, Huamaguai caught a rooster, full of energy and stern eyes.
Although not as good as the Angry Chicken.
But it can be considered a good bird.
I saw him take it, hold it in his hand, touch the head of the chicken, and then...throw it into the sinkhole.
Partridge Whistle was confused.
Chen Yulou clapped his hands and smiled.
“Brother Dao, wait and see, let’s see if Chen can catch a big fish with it.”
(End of this chapter)