Zongwu: The Rise of the Little People

The end of Yin and the beginning of Mao.

The sky began to turn pale, and Pakcho Mountain was shrouded in thick fog.

Zhao Xu and his companions arrived at the place where they had been even more embarrassed last night, a path in the woods.

"It's right here!" He gathered his strength into his eyes, his gaze was as piercing as a torch, the fog could not block his sight, and soon at the fork in the path, traces of movement of the stone slabs on the ground appeared before his eyes.

It was dark, the person was drunk and not sober, and a master of Dunjia could lead the person to another direction simply by moving a few stone slabs.

"Gu Fengxin, it seems he was the one who did it!" Gu Fengxin was the focus of their suspicion. He was proficient in Qimen Dunjia and the one who planned the murder was undoubtedly him.

"Most of it is clear!" After connecting all the clues, Fang Duobing understood most of it, but there was still one thing he was puzzled about: "Why did Zhang Qinghu die?"

"We cannot deny that coincidences exist in the world!" Li Lianhua smiled slightly, and then continued: "At the banquet last night, Zhang Qingshi was obviously addicted to strong liquor, while Zhang Qinghu was restrained!"

Zhao Xu then told Li Lianhua's idea in full:

"Zhang Qingshi is drunk and may take off his black robe and put it on Zhang Qinghu. Not to mention his weapons, the twin hammers, which need to be held by my brother!"

"When Zhang Qingshi sobered up, he realized that it was his own fault that brought him the enemy. He was afraid that he could not defeat them alone, so he disguised himself as his younger brother Zhang Qinghu!"

"Then, as soon as the day breaks, we will reveal everything!" Fang Duobing was overjoyed at this moment.

"I think Master Wei is getting impatient!" Zhao Xu said something incoherent, and Li Lianhua seemed to be thinking about it.

The weather is nice.

As the sun came out, the fog quickly dissipated.

At the fork in the forest path, two figures were confronting each other among a group of people.

The hatred between Gu Fengxin and Zhang Qingshi was also exposed to everyone.

A few years ago, the Zhang brothers invited their cousin Gu Fengxin to visit his grave, but after the meeting, Zhang Qingshi, under the influence of alcohol, raped and killed her.

When they met again, Zhang Qingshi happened to be enemies with the kid Di Feisheng, so he planned to kill his enemy by piercing his throat with his cousin's jade hairpin, and then smashed the ventilation window to put the blame on him.

"This revenge should have been taken long ago, but the lion and tiger were too powerful together, so I finally got the chance. But I didn't chop off his dog head!" Zhao Xu and the other three solved the mystery of the case. When the truth was revealed, Gu Fengxin did not make excuses and admitted it directly.

Fang Duobing, who was standing next to him, was about to continue and tell the story that Zhang Qingshi was not dead, but had his head chopped off and pretended to be Zhang Qinghu.

"I'm going to kill you to avenge my brother!" Zhang Qingshi didn't want to hear Gu Fengxin talking about the head. He shouted loudly and shot the hidden weapon in his hand straight out, while calling for his good friend Duan Hai for help.

Gu Fengxin was quite skilled and he dodged the hidden weapon quickly and moved quickly. The three of them started fighting immediately.

The other tomb robbers quickly followed.

Fang Duobing really wanted to go up and stop them and tell the other half of the story, but Zhao Xu and the other two held him back.

"Brother Zhao, why are you stopping me?" He was quite puzzled.

"If you step forward to stop them, the other party might change their target and get rid of you first!" Zhao Xu was also helpless. Whether it was Zhang Qingshi who raped, killed, and beheaded, or Gu Fengxin who tried to put the blame on others, neither of them was a good person.

Besides, Zhang Qingshi was so eager to act just now because he didn't want his actions to be exposed. After all, cutting off one's own brother's head is not a good reputation.

"It's really possible!" Fang Duobing was just excited for a moment and was still a little confused. After calming down for a moment, he realized why he was so anxious.

"Don't worry, the purpose of the owner of this place organizing this event is to get a first-class tomb." At this time, Li Lianhua pulled in the owner of Wei Manor, who had not appeared today.

"Let's follow him too. It's time for Master Wei to come out!" Zhao Xu said slowly, his eyes seemed to see through everything.

Zhao Xu and his four companions arrived at the courtyard. The three who were fighting had already stopped. When Master Wei saw Zhao Xu and his four companions coming over, he stopped pretending as they were all together:

"The wine you drank last night has been poisoned with the Ghost Crying Soup. Now, feel your Shenque and Guanyuan acupoints and see if they are painful and unbearable!"

When the local scholars heard this, they immediately stroked it with their hands and their faces changed drastically.

The Ghost Crying Soup is colorless and tasteless, and is not difficult to cure at first. But after six hours, it invades the bone marrow and becomes a deadly poison that can only be cured by the person who prepared the poison.

"The owner of the manor is so calculating. He wants us to work like slaves for him!" Zhao Xu pretended to be poisoned at this moment, but showed that he still had the strength to fight back.

"Please forgive me, fellow scholars of white hands, I am trying to unite everyone and go to the first-class tomb to get treasures together!"

Master Wei was still a little afraid of Zhao Xu, such a powerful person, so he explained and promised: "As long as you can enter the first-grade tomb, the antidote will naturally arrive in your hands!"

"Hand over the antidote!" Although Zhang Qingshi was pretending to be a younger brother, he could not change his violent temper and was ready to take down Master Wei immediately.

Master Wei remained calm and swung out his left hand suddenly. Zhang Qingshi was immediately tied up with a silk thread.

"How did you get the Huangquan Silk from the Fourteen Huangquan Thieves?" Zhang Qingshi was obviously very familiar with the Huangquan Silk, and at this moment his face showed a shocked and complicated expression.

"You two brothers are the Fourteen Thieves of Huangquan, descendants of Zhang Qianhuang. I have known this for a long time!" Master Wei walked slowly to Zhang Qingshi and took out the nameplate of the Fourteen Thieves of Huangquan.

“Pah, pah, pah!” Li Lianhua clapped her hands at this moment, and said while looking at the cards: “It seems that those seven headless corpses of Pu Chushan are really seven of the Fourteen Thieves of Huangquan!”

"The white-handed scholar is indeed extraordinary!" Master Wei was a little surprised. He glanced at Li Lianhua and continued, "I chopped off their heads because I was afraid that you would know that even the Fourteen Yellow Spring Thieves died in there!"

The Fourteen Huangquan Thieves are very famous in the tomb-robbing world.

When they disappeared ten years ago, everyone thought they had become rich and retired with a changed look.

If people knew that the plant was planted in a first-class tomb, no one would dare to eat this feast.

"It seems that we have to enter this tomb!" Zhao Xu's face gave people the impression that he was using his internal energy to suppress the poison.

The other tomb robbers wanted to take action, but as soon as they exerted their energy, the poison took effect and they had no power to fight.

Weak people like Qiu Tuo immediately knelt down and surrendered.

Master Wei was well versed in the carrot-and-stick approach, and he immediately promised to give half of the antidote and delay for three days, waiting for Shi Cheng to present the remaining antidote, and also to distribute the first-grade tomb treasures according to their work.

People are knives and servants, and I am fish and meat.

Although everyone was reluctant, they had no choice but to agree at this time.

Tool room.

The group of tomb robbers selected their tools and left, leaving only Zhao Xu and four others.

"It's really exciting. Fortunately, you guys stopped me just now, Brother Zhao, otherwise I wouldn't be able to see such a wonderful scene!" Just now, the true identity of Master Wei was exposed, and a lot of mysteries were solved during the conversation among everyone. Fang Duobing felt very satisfied.

However, problems always come one after another. Their main opponent has not yet appeared. Fang Duobing couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "Where are the people from the Golden Mandarin Duck Alliance hiding?"

Zhao Xu and Li Lianhua looked at each other, a smile appearing on their lips.

Xiao Yuer, who was standing next to him, saw this scene and was lost in thought.

……

Map in hand.

In addition, the owner of Wei Manor has lived in Puchu Mountain for many years.

The group followed the map and successfully arrived at the Yipin Tomb.

Shrouded in fog, a bamboo forest blocked the way ahead.

"The art of Qimen is truly extraordinary!"