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Except for a few places in Shaanxi where they are used for mining, the 9.5 detonators are now basically banned because they are small and destructive, and their safety and stability are not high, which can easily cause social hazards, which is why they are not allowed to be produced or used.

Fearing that it would be too powerful and blow up the palace, we discussed the matter and decided to try using one first.

We fixed the detonator in the corner, dragged out the fuse and left the boss alone to ignite it.

The fuse was not long, only less than 30cm, so the boss had to run after lighting it, if he was slow or fell, it would be no fun.

The fuse was not windproof and I could see that he was very nervous and it took him a few tries to light it.

As soon as the fuse was lit, the boss made a beeline for us.

The not-so-long fuse turned on a dime.

"Boom!"

Dust rolled, debris flew, the ground shook, the detonator wasn't dumbed down, it was so powerful that it shook the eardrums.

As soon as the smoke came down we rushed over to see.

The expected blowing apart of the vajra wall did not happen. The dark yellow mud wall was covered with tiny cracks within a metre of the detonator's impact, but the rest of the wall was intact.

"That's a 9-5 detonator! Damn, I knew it was hard, but I didn't expect it to be this hard! If we dug by hand, we wouldn't be able to dig until the end of time!" The boss was dumbfounded by this scene.

"Brother, let's tie the two detonators together and blow them up!" Seeing that one didn't work, the third one was also ruthless.

This is not simply one plus one equals two, but two detonators in tandem, multiplying their power, which is a method only used to open mountains.

As it was, it was the boss who took the risk of staying behind to light the fire.

We stayed far away.

At first, probably because he was worried and nervous, his hand shook several times and the torch wobbled and misfired.

As soon as the fuse went up in smoke, the oldest shouted and started running, as if a tiger was behind him.

Red helped me crouch down and we covered our ears with our hands.

There was another "boom!"

The first time was loud enough, but this time it was even louder than the first!

There was a lot of debris and dirt falling overhead, all shaken down.

There was a smell of gunpowder in the air.

It took nearly ten minutes for the dust and smoke to clear.

A crater had been blown under the ground.

Our efforts were not in vain, the hexagonal wall of earth and vajra before us did not collapse in its entirety, but was blown apart by the 9-5 detonator, which blew a hole sixty-seven centimetres wide in the wall.

The hole was very dark, so Lao San crouched down and shone his torch there. It seemed to shine on something, and there was indeed a secret room behind the wall.

"A coffin!"

"It's a coffin! I can see the coffin!" Lao San suddenly shouted excitedly.

"Damn it! The main chamber turned out to be hiding in this turtle shell, the previous stuff-ear chamber was all a sham!"

"I'll go in first, you guys follow," said Lao San, who was so nimble that he took the lead and was the first to go in.

I couldn't put any strength into my arms and my legs were injured, it was Sister Hong who pushed me in hard by pushing on my butt.

"It's cold ..... It's so cold San, why is it so cold in here," I noticed something was wrong just as I entered, I didn't expect that just across a vajra wall, the temperature difference between inside and outside was so much.

"Ah-choo!"

This kind of cold was cold to the bone, and the freezing Red Sister sneezed.

Our gazes, then, were all drawn to what lay across the centre of the chamber.

It was a huge white coffin.

Surprisingly, it was a white coffin .....

To the left and right of the coffin, there were two bronze General|soldier statues, each about one meter and eight meters tall. The bronze statues are clad in lockets and wear bronze helmets, holding bronze long swords, their faces are carved in a subtle way, just like real people. The bronze swords are somewhat rusted, with a layer of green rust growing on their bodies.

The two bronze figures on one left and one right are like two sword-wielding guards, tall and imposing, who have maintained their sword-raising posture for thousands of years, as if guarding the coffin in front of them, so that people dare not look close.

Coffins and coffins, with coffins and coffins.

The light coffin is not big, if there is a coffin and an outer coffin then it is big, basically the length and width are five or six meters away, only the core part in the middle of the coffin and outer coffin will be used for burial to store the coffin of the tomb owner.

What shocked me, apart from the bronze figures, was the white coffin in front of me.

Luckily, the bronze figure didn't move when I walked past it, so it seemed to be something that acted as a deterrent, just like the tomb-holding beast.

When Lao San touched the white coffin on the outside, he suddenly exclaimed, "Damn it, big brother! This coffin looks so much like a white giant clam from the outside!"

"White giant clams! How can that be!"

"White giant clams can be used as coffins?" I had never even heard of such a thing, let alone seen it.

In ancient times, how on earth was this craft done? For what purpose did the person lying in the coffin actually use this material to make his own coffin .....

Boss Sun was also shocked.

Then, as if he thought of something, his eyes widened and he said in a trembling voice, "Lao .... Lao San, I suddenly remembered a thing, it is the Eastern Han people Fu Sheng in the Shang Shu Da Zhuan mentioned a thing, the recorded thing is that after the Zhou Wen Wang Ji Chang was imprisoned by the Shang Zhou King, a Shang Dynasty nobleman in order to save Ji Chang, specially offered a giant clams treasure to the Zhou King, but did not think that the Zhou King received the treasure immediately revolted, and sent people to cannonade this person, this is the Eastern Han people Fu Sheng's record."

Sister Hong frowned upon hearing this and said, "Boss, do you mean to say that the so-called treasure of giant clams that this Shang Dynasty nobleman offered to King Zhou in order to save Ji Chang was this white coffin in front of him?"

The boss's face turned white as he gritted his teeth and said, "There is no way to prove it, it's all just a guess, but this underground palace is from the early Western Zhou Dynasty, and Ji Chang lived at that time, so other things aside, this timeline is right."

Looking at the huge white coffin in front of me, I was reminded of a scene where I had seen a similar white coffin on a stone wall mural when I first came in and came across the yellow intestine titian, and in that mural there were many ancient people kneeling around the coffin, as if they were engaged in some kind of ritual. I later thought it was a hallucination of my own after smelling the old yellow cypress face.

"No, no, this is definitely not right," Red denied repeatedly: "White giant clams, dragonfly eyes, flower glaze, cat's eye stone, turquoise, white crystal, sapphire, these are the eight treasures of the former Buddhists, of which this white giant clam is organic and the most difficult to preserve, not to mention the Western Zhou Dynasty, even the Ming Dynasty is very rare. Unless some special method is used, it simply can't be kept for such a long time!"

Hearing Hong's words, the boss nodded, "Xiao Hong you're right, but we've been in this business for some years, we've seen a lot of anomalies?"

"Let's not talk about how it's been preserved, but just one thing, if what the Eastern Han man Fusheng recorded in his book is true, that should tell us one thing."

"This Marquis of Mustard is related to Ji Chang, the King of Zhou."

The darkness of the tomb, the huge white coffin with two bronze figures standing on the side, this scene style is bizarre, who look at the heart is not comfortable.

At this moment, the boss said in amazement: "The owner of this tomb is really out of the ordinary, not staying in the main chamber, but hiding himself in this nook and cranny, what is he trying to do? The key is that there are no burial objects, just these two bronze figures, and at first glance I thought they were terracotta warriors." He shone his torch at the bronze figures.

"It's possible that this nook and cranny is some kind of feng shui treasure, a giant clam made coffin, tsk," San said in a deep voice: "The owner of this tomb is too rich, look at me, I'll give him a whole opening."

As he finished speaking, he took out from his bag a small folded steel shovel, which was small in size, similar to a sapper's shovel, and could be used not only for digging but also for prying coffin slabs.

My elder brother used a torch to help light the way, while my third brother carried the shovel around the coffin, and I knew he was looking for the patio.

In the old days, when tombs were made, whether they were for commoners or nobles, a small opening was deliberately left inside the tomb, and so was the coffin, which was left small so that the soul inside the coffin could ascend to heaven. This small opening was called a patio.

In the Tang and Song dynasties, the name was changed to "wooden well" and finally to "living mouth" in the Ming and Qing dynasties, all of which are of the same nature.

I don't know what the reason was, but the temperature in this chamber where the tomb master's coffin was kept was very cold, very cold, pushing to below zero.

"Found it!" Sango's eyes lit up as he stopped at the northwest corner of the coffin. There was a small rectangular hole at this part of the coffin, and Lao-san said that this opening was the so-called patio.

The principle of the coffin is actually quite understandable, it is what people nowadays often call a lasso, a large one over a small one, a layer over a layer, and to pry it open you can only do it one layer at a time.

There were also rules about the number of layers of coffins.

The emperor had four coffins, the vassal king had three coffins, the scholar had one coffin, and in the lower strata of the hierarchy, only coffins were allowed to be used after death. The coffins were made of mortise-and-tenon construction, without a single nail.

After a thousand years, the mortise-and-tenon construction has become very fragile.

Once the seam was open, the next step was easy: strip the skin.

The boss also went up to help, and the two of them, who had been working together for many years, were able to open the first layer of the coffin in less than half an hour.

It didn't matter if they looked down, everyone was astonished.

Underneath the layer of white giant clams, there was a layer of black metal coffin.

Sister Hong exclaimed after looking at it, "It's oxidised, it's silver!"

Silver outer coffin!

Was there silver in the Western Zhou period?

There was! But in extremely small quantities!

In the seventies, a silver coffin with the inscription "Lady Yue Ling" was unearthed by an archaeological team in Shanxi.

But what we see before us is a silver coffin plate several metres long and wide!

On closer inspection, the oxidised black silver coffin plate seemed to have some designs carved into it.

San said with excitement, "It's an eye-opener! This is really an eye-opener, these two layers alone are so powerful, so what else is there in the innermost coffin?"

Despite the weakness of the patio, it took a lot of effort to open this layer of the silver coffin.

"It's about to fall! Be careful not to smash your foot, this thing is not light!"

"Wait San!"

"Look guys! There's water running ahead!"

Only to see, along the seam of the silver coffin slab, a lot of black, sticky liquid was flowing out, and it was getting bigger and bigger, and a fishy smell was coming out!

"Stand back!" The Sun brothers dodged and stepped back.

This black water in the silver coffin slab kept flowing more and more, dripping all over the floor.

Sister Hong covered her nose and said, "This black water .... is not the embalming fluid flowing from the coffin."

Big brother nodded and said, "It looks like it, let's take a look when it's flowing clean, according to the previous situation, there is at least one more layer of coffin inside."

"Huh? Something's not right big brother," that's when I noticed something odd.

"What's wrong Yun Feng?"

I pointed to the two bronze statues that looked like terracotta warriors and horses and said, "These two bronze statues are holding the piece of bronze feet." M..

Big brother frowned when he saw it.

When we got closer, we used a torch to take a closer look and found out what was going on.

It turned out that this spot around the foot of the bronze statue had many small eyes, and all this embalming coffin liquid that came out of the silver coffin plate had leaked down these small eyes by the foot of the bronze statue.

The boss looked up and surveyed the surroundings of the main chamber, then he said, "Maybe this was deliberately designed by the previous tomb owner to waterproof the place, for fear that the rain would soak it."

"All right, forget about that for now, I think the coffin fluid has almost run out, Lao San let's go up and pry the last layer of coffin panels open for him!"

"Be careful," said Red, frowning and looking around, "I'm having a sudden jump in my heart, I don't feel good."

"Hey, it's nothing Red, you're just freezing because it's so cold in here."

The Sun brothers got on the shovel back and forth, and in no time at all they were able to pry open the coffin slab.

With the silver coffin plate coming off, for a moment.

A golden colour wavered before my eyes.

The innermost layer .... It was pure gold ...

It was a gold coffin and a silver coffin!

The torch hit the front, this gold reflective straight shake people's eyes.

The gold does not oxidise like silver, and after a thousand years it still shines like new.

The gold plates are decorated with feathered figures and flying celestial beings, with one scene having the strangest design.

It was a row of soldiers in armour, and strangely enough, they all had a snake-like animal coiled around their heads.

No, on closer inspection with a torch, it could not be called a snake, but only resembled one, because Zan had carved it so obviously that all these snakes had long legs.

Looking at the design, Sister Hong's expression was grave as she looked down in contemplation.

Suddenly, she jerked her head up and exclaimed, "Boss, boss, boss! An army with a four-legged snake coiled on its head! Isn't this that legend from the Ancient Yue Kingdom!"

A golden glow crossed the human eye as the boss touched the golden coffin plate and said in a deep voice, "That's just a legend, it can't be taken as true, but I didn't expect that the owner of this tomb was also a believer of the Black Witch of Ancient Yue."

I couldn't understand what it meant, so I asked about it.

This is the origin of the ancient witch culture of Chu, and also the origin of the Miaojiang compulsion, and legend has it that there was a four-legged snake witch army in ancient Vietnam, which was invincible in attacking cities and conquering the land. Even if they were hit by arrows and swords, they could still be alive and well and kill the enemy."

"No way ..... Sister Hong, how does this sound," I was a little unconvinced.

Sister Hong nodded, "Don't say you don't believe it, I don't believe it either, but ..." She pointed to those four-legged snake patterns and said, "This four-legged snake does exist, and there are quite a few of them, now the scientific name is Chinese stone dragon sub, Hakka and some places are also called dragon crawlers, I even killed one when I was a kid and fed it to my family's cat."

San nodded in agreement, "Xiao Hong is right, there's nothing to fear from this thing, it's called a dog's witch in our area."

"The kids in the village catch them and fling them around for fun."

I grew up living in the Desert River, where the temperature is cold all year round, and I had never seen this creepy crawly called a stone dragonet at all.

The fishy coffin liquid flowed smaller and smaller, and the Sun brothers nodded in tacit agreement after glancing at each other.

The black coffin liquid flowed over the golden coffin slab, the yellow and black colours intertwined, making people uncomfortable to look at.

"The whole bar Old Third, the golden coffin and silver coffin, ah, this is so awesome, I'd like to see what this proprietor really looks like."

San nodded and the two of them got on the sapper's shovel at the same time.

"The coffin plate and the coffin are very tight, we need to put some force into it!"

A harsh, unpleasant metallic sound followed, and the gold coffin plate began to separate from the innermost layer of the coffin as the shovel pried.

It took some effort.

The golden coffin came off, finally revealing the coffin encased inside.

The coffin was black in colour, but due to the good sealing of the outer gold and silver coffins, the coffin itself was very well preserved, and the whole coffin did not crumble or deform at all.

The material used to build the black coffin itself was gloomy sunken wood, and the Boss, who was the rice seller in our gang who sold the goods, had a good eye and recognised it at a glance, and with a grave expression the Boss said, "If I am not mistaken, this is an old acacia wood gloomy sunken coffin."

"Gloomy acacia wood?"

I gulped and whispered, "No way, Brother, it's not golden sunken wood? How come acacia wood used to be used for coffins?"

"Yunfeng, you're only half right. There are many kinds of sunken wood, not only golden heather sunken wood, but also red toon, green kang, cypress, hemp willow, red bean fir, hemp mulberry, according to common sense, people think that golden heather sunken wood is the most rare and precious. "

"In addition to that, from a feng shui point of view, acacia wood is cool and yin in nature, most suitable for preserving corpses."

Sister Hong also looked at the coffin and nodded, obviously agreeing with the Boss.

The dark, gloomy wood coffin had five bronze coffin nails on it, and San he counted them twice and finally confirmed that there were indeed five coffin nails.

"Up the nails Brother?" The oldest brother's face looked a little uncomfortable...

"Up! Open the coffin and get rich!"

However, just as the sapper's shovel touched the coffin nails something happened.

The old acacia wood gloomy coffin suddenly shook and a muffled sound came from the coffin.

I thought I had heard it wrong and was about to ask Sister Hong beside me if she had heard a sound in the coffin, but just then the coffin shook again!

It wasn't a case of mishearing, nor was it a case of me seeing things wrong! This time I could hear it clearly.

There was clearly something alive in the coffin!

I was so frightened that I couldn't help but take a few steps backwards and said in a trembling voice: "There's .... There's something, there's something in the coffin!"

The Sun brothers took two quick steps back, and Lao San burst out with a pale face, "Crap, that's impossible! The golden coffin and silver coffin are so well sealed, how could something have gotten in!"

He meant that a rat or something had run into the coffin.

"No San, it's probably not a rat ....."

He immediately glared at me: "Don't say unlucky Yun Feng! What's not a rat, is a rat! Let's not scare ourselves!"

After being scolded, I also got anxious and immediately blurted out, "Third brother let's run! What if it's a dumpling vampire!" As soon as I said that I felt a chill down my back and goose bumps all over my body.

"Damn it, what dumplings or not! I've followed Wang Zhuotou to so many big tombs, there's no such thing, Yunfeng don't say nonsense at once!"

"Open up! Open it now!" After Lao San finished speaking, he staggeringly picked up the sapper's shovel and took two steps straight up to aim at the coffin nails.

We didn't even dare to breathe out from where we were, for fear of influencing him.

When the third coffin nail was removed, Lao-san moved closer and leaned over the coffin lid to listen carefully to the movements inside.

After two or three minutes, he suddenly turned around and said with wide eyes, "Inside .... I think there's breathing inside!"

At this point I suddenly remembered the nightmare I had after passing out earlier, and associating it with the main character in the dream, I trembled and pointed at the coffin: "San must not open it!"

But my words were too late.

He bellowed, veins rippling on the back of his hand, and cursed angrily, "There are no cowards in the Northern School! You want to scare your old man! There's no way!"

"Two clicks!" The last two coffin nails.

They fell off ...

He held the coffin lid with both hands and gave a violent push.

Sister Hong held her small dagger tightly and the Boss held his sapper shovel high, as long as something in the coffin dared to show its head, without saying a word, the sapper shovel would just slap it down.

After pushing open the lid of the coffin, San's back was turned to us and he stayed motionless in place, as if he had been cast in a stasis.

"What's wrong Old San! There's something in the coffin!"

As if he hadn't heard his elder brother's words, he remained in the same position of pushing the coffin lid, motionless.

"Lao-san!" Big brother shouted and rushed straight over with his sapper shovel held high.

Sister Hong and I also immediately ran over to check the situation.

When we got to the coffin and took a good look, not only Lao-san, but everyone, including me, was flabbergasted! They were dumbfounded!

Inside the coffin lay a face that we knew very well.

It was the second brother.

It was Sun Lianfu, the second brother of our gang who had been missing for half a year!

The scene was too bizarre.

The surroundings were cold and gloomy, and in the coffin of acacia wood, Sun Lao Er's original clothes had long since disappeared; he was now wearing a wide grey robe, his whole body looked a great deal fatter, and his clothes were bulging out.

Sun Lao Er's face was blue, his lips were red and his brow was furrowed as he lay in the coffin, his arms crossed across his chest to maintain his posture and his expression looked painful.

"Second Brother! Lao Er!" Upon reacting, the Sun brothers shouted sharply.

Who would have thought that Lao Er Sun, who had suddenly disappeared for six months, would suddenly appear at this moment in a golden coffin and silver coffin that was higher than the specifications of a vassal king!

This was too strange, too bizarre! If we hadn't seen it with our own eyes, we wouldn't have believed it.

Now Sun Lao Er was lying in the coffin, his face was blue and his lips were red, and when we listened carefully, we could hear his slight breathing. A quick glance at his chest showed the same slight up and down.

Third Brother's eyes were red and he cupped Sun Lao Er's cheek and said, "Second Brother, you ..... What's wrong with you, why did you run into the coffin, who on earth did this to you Second Brother ....."

Months of hard work, half a year of heartache, and all the fears from before. All turned into two lines of tears at this moment when the brothers met.

For a moment, Third Brother crouched by the coffin, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Don't cry!" Sister Hong scolded at this, "A big man crying like a little daughter-in-law, why don't you get Lao Er out!"

"Yes, yes," San dawned on him and he fumbled, "Get it out, get it out."

We all stepped forward to try to help lift the second brother out of the coffin.

It was then that I accidentally touched the grey robe Er was wearing.

I looked down and saw it clearly.

It looked like a snake was writhing under his clothes, twisting and turning.

Then without notice, a long, thin, dark yellow tail burst out from under his clothes.

This tail swayed from side to side and touched me.

The instant sensation I got was cool and slippery.

There was no temperature.

"Wake up, old man! Wake up!" My elder brother looked anxious as he kept shaking my second brother in an attempt to wake him up.

I fought back my fear and removed the grey robe that was covering my second brother a little.

After seeing the situation clearly.

All of us, our pupils instantly widened!

Only to see that on Second Brother's belly was a small four-legged snake with a yellowish-brown body lying on its back.

"Bastard!"

Third Brother was the first to come back to his senses, and he looked explosively angry as he grabbed this four-legged snake with one hand.

This thing looked completely unafraid of people, and its body kept wriggling after being grabbed.

"Wait Lao San!" Sister Hong's face was grim as he pointed at the unconscious Second Brother and said, "Don't you move yet, look on Second's stomach."

"What's this? A bronze tube?"

I noticed, only to see a green rusty bronze tube less than half a centimetre in diameter on the right side of Er's small stomach, about five centimetres from his belly button. One end of this rusty bronze tube was connected to Er's stomach, while the other end was connected to the tawny four-legged snake. The scene seemed to be like a blood transfusion. Everyone, including me, was terrified and completely confused by the situation in front of them.

Unable to endure any more, Sun Laosan finally couldn't bear it any longer. He grabbed this stone dragon sub and instantly, with a slash of his hand, split the beast in two.

The knife splashed out a lot of blood, just like killing an eel.

After this beast died, the brass tube was still stuck in Er's stomach, the wound looked deep. This time he didn't dare to pull it out directly because he didn't know how badly Er was injured and didn't dare to pull it out hard.

Our minds were on saving people, as for how exactly did he run into the coffin by himself, we didn't have time to ask about that, we had to save people first.

"Lao-san you pay attention to that pipe, try not to touch it."

Sun Laosan nodded as he bent down and copied it, picking up the unconscious second brother with one hand.

"Get out of here first, there must be another way around here, or else Lao Er where did he come down from! Let's get out of here! To the hospital!"

There was nothing else in the golden coffin and silver coffin except for the second brother and the beast, let alone any burial goods.

Despite a thousand unknowns and uncertainties in our minds, if the person in question didn't speak up himself, we could only guess wildly and would never know what had really happened then.

"Cut." Inadvertently, Sister Hong's right foot suddenly stepped on a slab of stone, which was sunken three centimetres directly by her stepping on it like that!

"Don't move!" Seeing that something had happened, Big Brother immediately shouted to stop it.

"Watch out for the second one, stay where you are! Don't go anywhere!" He said with a grave expression.

Sister Hong's face was very unpleasant as she held her posture, not daring to move a muscle.

Both Sister Hong and I had seen the human head chime organ set before. The ancients more than two thousand years ago had already learnt to use gravity and the attraction between meteorite iron to design organs...

Just then.

The place where the coffin fluid had originally flowed, those small eyes at the feet of the bronze man, suddenly began to rise upwards with white gas for no apparent reason.

In a matter of a few dozen seconds, a gush of white gas rose up, as if there was a big steamer underground!

The white gas coming up from the ground smelled like herbs, and when I inhaled a bit of it, I felt dizzy and fell down. The others were in a similar situation to me, and San couldn't hold Er, so he also fell to the ground.

Then the entrance to the main chamber, just the one we had blown out with the detonator, had a few beams of torch coming from it.

My head was foggy as the beams of torch got closer and closer, and I got on the ground and struggled to get a look.

There were about four or five men, one of whom was walking in the front, and this man ... It was Chen Jiansheng.

My mouth moved and I opened my mouth to shout, but it didn't come out.

I then lost consciousness and passed out.

....

I don't know how long it took, but as soon as I woke up, I felt a headache.

I tried to move around but found that I couldn't move, my feet and hands were tied with ropes.

"Sister Hong! Big brother! Brother San!" I fought to struggle, shouting desperately.

"Yo, it's good to be young, you're in good shape, you're the fastest to wake up," Chen Jiansheng said, shaking me with his torch and looking at me with a teasing look on his face.

I closed my eyes as I was shaken by the bright torch and shouted, "Chen Tu Gong, you're not dead! Why are you tying me up? Hurry up and untie me!"

"Oh," he said with a smile as he withdrew his torch, "Come out and take a look, adults, and see if this boy is suitable as a sacrifice, that Sun Lao Er is really no good, it's been five or six months, and the corpse of Mustard Wait is still not responding."

As soon as he said that, several figures came out of the darkness.

The old man's hair was white, and what was noticeable was his height, which was not more than five metres tall, and he looked thin and small, almost like a child.

"Jiangsheng, what, is this the young man you were talking about?" The old midget gave me an up-and-down look.

"That's right," Chen Jiansheng glanced at me and said, "My lord, the echo bug is working on this man."

"Oh? Is that so." The old dwarf man looked surprised.

Not understanding the conversation between the men, I said aloud, "What are you doing, Chen earthworker!"

"What? Haha?"

Chen Jiansheng pointed at me and shook his head and laughed, "Your name is Yunfeng, right? You really are not yet involved in the world, ah, just in time, Chen logistics you are awake, you talk about it, it's okay, you can speak freely."

I turned my head to look, Sister Hong's hands and feet were tied, she had woken up against the stone wall and was staring at Chen Jiansheng with an angry dead face.

"Don't, Chen Logistics, with that look in your eyes, those who don't know will think you're going to eat someone," Chen Jiansheng goaded his shoulders with a relaxed look.

Sister Hong took a deep breath and spoke, "You pretended to be mentally ill before, deliberately pretending to be crazy and learning to speak like me, in order to get closer to Yun Feng and me and dispel our worries?"

Chen Jiansheng snapped his fingers, "That's right."

Sister Hong said in a cold voice, "The echo bug that Yun Feng caught, you put it there on purpose."

Chen Jiansheng nodded graciously, "That's right, the echo bug reacted to this kid, but unfortunately, it was still discovered by you guys in advance."

"I am asking you, you actually know that cave entrance don't you, in other words, that group of golems were also trained by you, and the hats and clothes they are wearing, were all given by you on purpose?"

"That's right, in order to train these beasts, I was telling them books every day ah, just to exercise them, of course, the ultimate goal of all this is to lead you here, to lead you to the coffin."

Sister Hong's chest rose and fell, she was obviously furious to the core. We had been set up.

I also understood a little more and immediately said angrily, "Chen Tu Gong, we have no grudge against you in the past, why are you doing this!"

"Oh? You ask why?" The dwarf old man, who was less than one and a half metres tall, slowly walked over, as he walked he said, "You don't need to know why, you won't live anyway, and there's no need to know it all."

"Jiansheng, do it." The old dwarf man fished out a handful of red thread incense from his pocket and handed it to Chen Jiansheng, he then took a few steps back.

"Well, this will be done my lord," Chen Jiansheng drew out three threads of incense and lit them.

With the three incense sticks in his hand, he looked at Red and me and worshipped, "Two of the Northern School, smell the incense."

"Just please be on your way."

Placing the three pillars of incense in front of us, Chen Jiansheng squatted down and ran his hand through Sister Hong's hair.

"Wait!" Sister Hong gritted her teeth and said in a stern voice, "I want to know one thing."

Chen Jiansheng touched Sister Hong's forehead and smiled, "Didn't the lord say that there is no need for you to know anymore, Chen Logistics you and this boy will go first, as for those Sun brothers, they will follow."

"After all, we have known each other for a while, in fact I still like you a bit, but it can't be helped, you are from the north and I am from the south, different paths don't work together." As he spoke, Chen Jiansheng ripped open Sister Hong's upper body clothes, revealing the black under|clothes she was wearing inside.

Pulling out a small, sharp dagger, Chen Jiangsheng used the tip to lightly slash across Sister Hong's skin.

Blood flowed out and Sister Hong let out a muffled grunt.

The old midget man and the two middle-aged men stood by, looking indifferent, they didn't say anything, they just watched.

"Don't kill Sister Red! You guys come at me!" I fought my way forward and struggled.

"Oh," Chen Jiangsheng withdrew his dagger and gave me a look, "you're quite a sentimentalist, what? You've slept with this woman?"

"Sleep with your mother!"

"Pah!"

"You've got a bad taste in your mouth!" He slapped me hard across the face.

"Yuck!" I spat out a mouthful of bloody spit and stared at Chen Jiansheng with stern eyes.

At that moment, Sister Hong sneered, "A descendant of the Eight Little Sect of White Spring Point, how dare you behave like such a villain, and," Sister Hong twisted her head to look at the short midget old man and said word for word, "If I, Chen Hong, have guessed correctly, you are Su Qin's little skeleton with the sword on his back, right, your Excellency is from the Evergreen Spring Association, what? You are a member of the Changchun Society, what? You are mixed up with the tomb robbers of the Southern School? Your Excellency is not afraid of losing your identity!"

The dwarf old man's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Sister Hong, whose hands and feet were tied, and shook his head, "You have good eyesight, you know about the Changchun Association, and you also know my name when I was young, Su Qin's Little Head of Sword ........ It's been thirty years, I've almost forgotten this name myself," the little old man looked up and muttered to himself, as if he was caught up in memories.

The Changchun Association was established in the third year of the Ming Dynasty, and was proficient in feng shui, theft, medicine and martial arts. There was news on the streets that the Changchun Society had been disbanded. Heh." Sister Hong laughed coldly, "I knew it, such a behemoth, just went into hiding, how could it be disbanded!"

Hearing Sister Hong say something about the Everlasting Spring Association, the old dwarf's expression was surprised as he said, "I didn't expect you young wench to know quite a lot tired."

"Not only do I know!"

"My father's death! It has nothing to do with the Evergreen Society!"

"Even if I, Chen Hong, die here today! I'll swear to heaven! As long as that man is still alive! I, Chen Hong, will avenge my father's death!" Hong growled with a fierce expression in anger.

"My lord, don't talk nonsense to her, do it quickly," Chen Jiansheng urged.

The dwarf old man waved his hand to stop Chen Jiansheng, he looked at Sister Hong nonchalantly and asked, "Girl, let me ask you, who is your father, and from what you are saying is that the Evergreen Society has deliberately harboured your father's murderer?"

Looking at the old man's lighthearted look, Sister Hong gritted her teeth.

"Chen Xiaohei! My father is Chen Xiaohei!"

"Chen Xiaohei?" The old man frowned and thought for half a day before he said, "The Eight Monsters of Tianqiao ..... Your father is Chen Xiaohei, is your grandfather the coal horse glasses Chen of Beiping Yangqiao?"

Sister Hong bowed her head and fell into a short silence.

The dwarf old man paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, as if he was considering something.

After three minutes, he turned around and ordered, "Jiansheng, this girl can't be killed, control her for the time being, and when we're done with our business and get out, let this girl go."

"Let go!" Chen Jiansheng said sharply, "Boss man! What do you mean! This woman is called a mole, and she is quite famous in the Northern School, let her go! If she spreads the news! If she spreads the news, she'll get us into trouble!"

The old man turned his head to look at Chen Jiansheng, his tone icy cold.

"That's your own business, Jiansheng, remember, this time we're only joining forces to get what we want, but that doesn't mean we're on the same side, when I say we can't kill, that means we can't kill, Jiansheng do you want me to say it again?"

Obviously he looked like a dwarf old man who was less than five metres tall, but after hearing his words, Chen Jiansheng's face turned white and sweat broke out on his forehead.

With a bang, Chen Jiansheng knelt down on both knees.

"Jiansheng was reckless, don't be angry, my lord."

"When we're done, I'll let this woman go."

"Hmm ....." The little old man nodded in satisfaction.

"My lord, what about this boy?" Chen Jiansheng pointed at me.

The old man said impatiently, "Didn't you say earlier that the echo bug reacted to this kid?"

Chen Jiansheng clasped his fist: "That's right."

"Then remove the arm and throw it over there and see."

"Yes."

As soon as the words left my mouth, the two middle-aged men who had never spoken up, took two steps straight up and yanked me up from the ground.

"What for! What are you doing!"

I struggled to no avail, as the two middle-aged men set me up like a chicken.

Sister Hong said sharply, "No! Not only do you have to let me go! Let him go too!"

The old man shook his head, "Girl, I left you alive because of the face of Coal Horse Eyes Chen, back then in the Changchun meeting, Coal Horse Eyes Chen only went to the meeting, one person killed the commanders of the fake army alliance, your father Chen Xiaohei did not pass on the skills of Glasses Chen, to your generation, girl," the old man looked at Hong Sister and shook his head. "Even weaker."

"Do it." The old man said indifferently.

The two middle-aged men squeezed my arm with increasing force and I screamed out in pain.

"Ka." The sound of a bone dislocating was clearly audible.

Red closed her eyes as her face went pale.

As soon as they let go, I fell to the ground like a pile of mud, and both my arms were out of control.

My left arm had already been injured, but now it was even worse, with both arms dislocated.

On command, the two men picked me up and dragged me along, no matter how much Sister Hong behind me begged for mercy.

The journey took no more than five minutes and the two men brought me to a large pit.

There was a stone tribute table lying in front of the pit, but it was bare, with nothing on it.

They pulled out ropes and tied me to the stone table with one left and one right.

After checking to make sure I couldn't break free, one of them pulled out a small packet of something with him.

Opening the packet, he stood at the edge of the pit and poured a bit of the powdered stuff into the pit. The two of them then quickly left the area.

When I saw that they had gone, I tried to save myself from the pain, but I was unsuccessful, I couldn't use my arms and I was still tied up.

The Sun brothers had passed out and were nowhere to be found, and I was so frustrated I didn't know what to do. My body hurt, my stomach was hungry and I was gradually falling into despair.

After about twenty minutes or so, I suddenly heard a pattering sound of movement from the pit.

As I was tied to the stone table facing upwards, I could not see exactly what was in the pit, I could only see the sides of my body.

Then. I saw a terrible sight.

I don't know if they had crawled up from the pit, but on the ground to the left and right of the stone table, many stone-dragon-child four-legged snakes suddenly crawled over.

Some of these four-legged snakes were big and some were small, the big ones were more than half a metre long and the small ones were only a dozen centimetres long.

In just a few breaths, a gush of coldness came from my legs and my eyes looked down in horror.

There were two tawny four-legged snakes crawling down the stone platform and onto my leg.

These two four-legged snakes had letters spitting from their mouths and eyes so small they were barely there. They were slippery as if they had been greased.

They were crawling towards my upper body.