Guanzhong Tomb Robbery Notes

"Mouse, did you just see the bronze snake move?"

Cui Hao kept looking up at the large bronze standing man.

If the bronze snake moved, he would definitely see it.

But Cui Hao shook his head.

"Nothing."

"But this thing is really pretty. How did the ancients create something so big?"

"It can be sold for a lot of money if it is moved out, right?"

Cui Hao's mind is full of money.

Grandpa Tuo sneered, "It's such a big thing, it's impossible to lift it without ten or eight strong guys."

"Let me teach you a lesson. When robbing a tomb, you should first look for treasures that are light and easy to carry, and priceless. Larger objects should be considered second."

This is a golden saying in the tomb-robbing business.

It is most suitable for carrying high-value items that are light and easy to carry, and can be sold at a high price.

Although large items are intimidating in size, they are very troublesome to transport and sell.

For example, the transaction price of bronze ware has never been high.

Many times, the price is even lower than that of Ming and Qing official kiln porcelain.

In terms of historical and cultural value, bronze ware is seriously underestimated.

Cui Hao nodded repeatedly, he understood this point deeply.

The gold and jade artifacts that were intercepted last time are much more valuable than the bronze artifacts that Huang San and his team had worked so hard to get out.

Meng Jianshe was looking up at the large bronze standing man in amazement, but was pulled aside by Meng Jingye.

The father and son huddled together and whispered.

While speaking, Meng Jingye kept glancing at us, as if to prevent us from eavesdropping.

Uncle Tuo sneered and pulled Cui Hao and me to whisper.

"Have you seen the Meng family father and son?"

"They're definitely up to no good."

"The three of us must stick together."

I nodded slightly: "It's good to stick together, but we need to be open with each other. Master Tuo, you have hidden a lot of things from us."

"..."

Camel Master's cheeks twitched slightly.

He took a deep breath, as if he had made a great decision.

"Okay, I'll tell you everything!"

"Actually, I didn't finish telling you the whole story just now. Your grandfather also told you a legend about Black Tai Sui..."

As he told the story, I finally knew what Black Tai Sui was.

The Nuo master who presented the secret of immortality to Bi Gong Ji Gao said that in the Great Wilderness Land there lived an ancient god named Black Tai Sui, who was immortal and lived as long as the heaven and the earth.

As long as one takes the mucus of Black Tai Sui, one can integrate the origin of the Great Dao into the body and become immortal.

Bi Gongji Gaoxin was trustworthy.

Ask the Nuo master where Dahuang fell and how to obtain the mucus of Black Tai Sui.

The Nuo master said a lot, and finally said that as long as an altar was built underground and human sacrifices were made, the true body of the Black Tai Sui could be attracted.

Duke Bi Ji Gao reported this to King Wu of Zhou.

King Wu of Zhou ordered him to build an underground altar and gave him all his national support.

When the altar was built, King Wu of Zhou had already passed away.

So Duke Bi Ji Gao secretly offered human sacrifices.

Black Tai Sui appeared in the world and bestowed mucus on Bi Gong and Ji Gao.

After Bi Gong obtained the slime, he killed the Nuo master.

He ordered the altar to be closed and the Nuo master to be buried in the altar's earth layer.

"After hearing the legend, I realized how wrong I was back then."

"This is not the tomb of the king of Bi State, but an underground altar."

"Then why did you tell me this was the tomb of the king of Bi State?" I grabbed Tuo Ye's collar and questioned him.

Although I knew that Tuoye's motives were not pure.

But the feeling of being deceived still makes me feel bad.

Grandpa Tuo chuckled softly: "What I said is not wrong. At that time, we did think that this was the tomb of the king of Bi State."

"The iron probe revealed white plaster and lacquer-coated sawdust, both hallmarks of a large tomb."

"As for hiding the legend, it's because I'm afraid it might scare you."

I stared at Tuoye with cold eyes: "You said you were cursed, is that also fake?"

Uncle Tuo shook his head and nodded.

"The curse is fake, including the claim that you are cursed."

"But the shit on my back is real!"

"When my uncle came out of the tunnel, I was terrified by his bloody appearance. I fired the gun in a panic."

"After firing the gun, I ran. After running over a hundred meters and calming down, my greed started to take over again."

"I think my uncle has come up from the grave, and maybe he has something good on him."

"I went back and, despite my fear, groped over his body..."

Cui Hao's face turned pale when he heard this.

He grabbed my arm with both hands and muttered, "How disgusting! He killed his own uncle and has no guilt, and he even came back to touch the corpse."

Tuoye’s face froze.

He glared at Cui Hao angrily.

"How do you know I don't feel guilty?!"

"I haven't had a good night's sleep in the past forty years! Every time I close my eyes, I see the scene from that night!"

"And the weird thing behind me is all thanks to him!"

"When I touched his body, a tiny insect came out of his nostrils, flew into my mouth, and went down my throat into my stomach."

"I've tried every possible way to get rid of the worm, whether it's folk remedies or Western medicine, but I still can't get rid of the worm."

"Now it's parasitic on my back, sucking my blood every day to survive!"

"hiss!"

Cui Hao gasped in fright and looked around in panic.

"There won't be any bugs here, will there?"

"What if it gets into our stomachs?"

"You're not afraid of shit!" Uncle Tuo slapped his dust mask angrily.

Cui Hao finally came to his senses and said cheerfully, "That's right, we both have masks, so we're not afraid."

I wondered how much truth there was in Tuoye's words.

Once a person tells a lie, he is likely to tell more lies.

"Master Tuo, so the Taoist priest you mentioned earlier doesn't exist?"

Grandpa Tuo scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Taoists don't really exist. They were made up to make you believe in curses."

"But everything I said is true!"

"After the worm got into my mouth, my uncle's body melted, like a melted candle."

"After it melted, only a skeleton remained. I saw a few small holes in his bones, as if they had been drilled by the worms."

"During the first few years after the bugs entered my body, I often experienced severe bone pains, as if they were being gnawed and sucked out by the bugs..."

Tuo Ye’s story seemed familiar to me.

This scene is somewhat similar to the way her fourth uncle Ai Wuzhuang died.

The body melted like a candle, and there were holes in the bones that were eaten by insects.

Could it be that the Nuo master who offered the method of immortality knew the Black Water Scripture?

Well, it should!

According to the legend, the person buried in the suspected tomb was a Nuo master.

The fake night-shining pearl engraved with black water patterns was also the jade he held in his mouth.

The clues match!

But I faced a bigger question.

Why did Bi Gong Ji Gao kill the Nuo master and seal the altar?

Why is the jade in the mouth of the Nuo master the key to opening the altar?

Can the mucus of Black Tai Sui really make people immortal?

Are the ghost masters who know Heishuiwen now the descendants of that Nuo master?

"Shi Tou, I'm going to tell you everything this time."

"As long as you can get the Black Tai Sui's slime, you can achieve immortality!"

"To show my sincerity in cooperation, I will give you this notebook that records my Meng family's tomb-robbing experience."

There is sincerity on Camel Uncle's face.

He took out a notebook from his pocket and handed it to me.

I took the notes and glanced through them. They were indeed various tomb-robbing experiences.

I put the notes into my bag without hesitation.

"I trust you again."