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Sure enough, upon hearing this, Zhang Qiling stood up instantly, and pointed the black gold ancient knife in his hand at Wang Ping'an's face, his eyes full of shock and confusion.

"Hey, don't be impulsive. I can't beat you. In this world, I am the only one who knows your life experience. If you accidentally kill me, then you will completely forget your life experience!"

Zhang Qiling stared at Wang Ping'an, a young man younger than him, for a long time before he slowly asked.

'who I am? ’

"Didn't I tell you, you are Zhang Qiling!"

Zhang Qiling's expression didn't change after hearing this, and he continued to ask.

"I'm asking about my past. Why do I have no memory of my past? Who are you?"

Wang Ping'an spread his hands, not caring at all about the black gold ancient sword that was so close to him, and explained to himself.

"My name is Wang Ping'an. Didn't we introduce ourselves when we met? As for your background, you're from the Zhang family, and your father is also from the Zhang family, but your mother is from another clan. However, your mother's blood is quite special. It's the blood of the King of Hell. Um, your father's blood is the blood of a Qilin. Oh, it's so confusing. I don't know where to begin. But your lack of past memories can be easily explained because you have a hereditary amnesia. Of course, whether it's a disease or due to other reasons, I don't know."

Wang Ping'an spoke casually and in a nonchalant manner, but Zhang Qiling's heart was already in turmoil. At this moment, he couldn't even remember his own name. It was only because Wang Ping'an said his name was Zhang Qiling that he remembered it.

'Why, you know about me, you know me?'

Hearing this, Wang Pingan was about to continue speaking, but Wu Xie had already run over.

"Brother, Brother Wang, it's connected, it's connected!"

Wang Ping'an spread his hands and stood up.

"I know you, but you don't know me. I know a lot about you, yes, everything. I even know why you came here to rob tombs. You rob tombs just to find those familiar memories, to find out your own life experience. In short, I know a lot. No one in this world knows you better than me!"

After saying that, Wang Ping'an took the lead and walked towards the tunnel dug by Wu Sanxing under Wu Xie's puzzled gaze.

Zhang Qiling wanted to stop Wang Ping'an and ask him clearly, but the next moment, he stopped. He didn't dare to make Wang Ping'an angry, because if Wang Ping'an got angry, the clue he had worked so hard to get would probably be lost.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Qiling still called out softly.

'Don't go down here, it's dangerous!'

When Wang Ping'an heard Zhang Qiling's reminder, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly. He knew that his plan was successful. In the world of Grave Robbers' Chronicles, with the little brother protecting him, he would be invincible!

"You have your own persistence, and I have my own mission. I don't want to go down, but unfortunately, Wu Xie has to go down. If Wu Xie doesn't go down, will he be able to see An Ning in the future, and will he be able to become friends with Fatty? If the plot is changed, how can I complete my mission and go home!"

Thinking about it, Wang Ping'an didn't answer, waved his hand, and walked to the side of the tunnel.

Seeing Wang Ping'an coming over, Wu Sansheng also explained.

"Brother Wang, I dug through it, but this tomb is a little strange. I can't measure the exact location, so I can only rely on experience to find the weak point. But I think there must be a mezzanine in the tomb wall, so I didn't dare to move!"

Wang Ping'an had no other thoughts except nodding at Wu Sansheng's explanation. After all, he didn't understand it, but he remembered that in the original book, it seemed that Zhang Qiling had taken care of it!

Thinking of this, Wang Ping'an turned around and shouted at Zhang Qiling.

"Brother, come here and help me. It's your turn to show off your skills. Those two fingers of yours must be worthwhile!"

Zhang Qiling, who was far away, came back to his senses after hearing this, and then quickly walked to Wang Ping'an's side.

"The tomb wall below has a mezzanine floor, and the bricks can only be pulled out, not knocked. Is your finger okay?"

Wang Ping'an pointed at Zhang Qiling's two extremely long fingers and said.

Zhang Qiling seemed to want to say something after hearing this, but he held it back in the end. Then, he followed the rope down to the bottom of the tunnel.

Seeing this, Wang Ping'an took a few deep breaths and followed Wu Sansheng and others downstairs.

Since Wang Ping'an and Wu Xie were the last to go down, when they went down, the red liquid inside had already been dealt with by Zhang Qiling, and everyone was carefully dismantling the wall piece by piece.

Looking at the black hole, even though Wang Ping'an had been mentally prepared early on, he still couldn't help but feel a little scared at this moment.

"Wang Ping'an, if you need anything, I'll find it for you. It's too dangerous inside, don't go in!"

Zhang Qiling stood at the entrance of the cave and spoke to Wang Pingan seriously.

Everyone present was stunned. This was the first time they heard Zhang Qiling say so many words.

Wang Ping'an spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Let's go, now that we're here, if you have any questions, you have to protect me. When we get out, I'll tell you what you want to know!"

After hearing this, Zhang Qiling hesitated for a moment and then nodded. Then, he was the first to enter the cave, followed by Wu Sansheng and others. Finally, Wang Pingan followed Wu Xie into the cave.

. . .

The tomb is the same as described in the original book. In the middle of the tomb is a four-legged square tripod with the sun, moon and stars on it.

Since Wang Ping'an knew nothing about tomb robbing, he didn't dare to step forward at this time. He just stood in the corner and paid attention to the sarcophagus placed in the tomb.

Wang Ping'an knew that there was a blood corpse in the sarcophagus. It was not certain whether Wang Ping'an could defeat the corpse with his current strength, but Wang Ping'an knew that the blood corpse was something that Zhang Qiling feared.

boom!

At this moment, a dull gunshot suddenly appeared deep in the tomb, startling everyone present.

'Gunshots, is there anyone here?'

Hearing Pan Zi's voice beside him, Wang Ping'an also frowned.

He couldn't understand it. According to the normal plot in novels, there shouldn't be any talents here, but now there are people here!

"No, the old man in the original novel seemed to have said that a group of people came here two weeks ago. When Wu Xie and the others came in, they did see fresh corpses. We didn't go through the corpse cave, which saved us a lot of time. In other words, there are still survivors from that group of people!"

Thinking of this, Wang Ping'an raised his flashlight and went to find the source of the gunshots. He remembered that the group of people who entered here seemed to be Aning's people. If Aning was also here, then it had something to do with him!

But just as he took a step, a giggling sound suddenly rang in his ears. Wang Ping'an instinctively stopped and looked at the sarcophagus beside him.

"I forgot about you, sir! I'm not sure if a bloody corpse will actually jump out of your body!"

Thinking of this, Wang Ping'an looked at Zhang Qiling beside him. Zhang Qiling didn't care too much about the gunshots, but seemed to be very concerned about the sarcophagus at this time, and looked at it vigilantly with his eyes.

'Man, get it done!'

Zhang Qiling frowned when he heard this, but still made a chuckle as in the original plot.

However, this time, Zhang Qiling seemed to want to get rid of the blood corpse as soon as possible. In addition to making a sound, he slashed his right hand with the black gold ancient knife in his hand and actually threw his blood onto the sarcophagus.

"Oh my god, they are indeed the Zhang family, so awesome!"

Wang Ping'an sighed sincerely.