Master in charge of whitewashing records [System]

The road on the right was indeed much flatter than that on the left. Everyone groped for the earth wall and were very careful, but they didn't encounter anything along the way.

The road ahead suddenly became clear, and the translation lady picked up the miner's lamp and shook it forward, illuminating the first section of the tomb.

In the middle of the tomb was an open black wooden coffin. The translator took a look and understood: "That zongzi should have escaped from here."

The bald head spat and knocked on the coffin. He hadn't rested since he had a big fight with Zongzi just now, but now leaning against the empty coffin, he gasped and said, "I said, let's rest for a while!"

The lady translator gave him a sideways glance: "Why are you resting every now and then? You've only walked a few steps?"

The bald man pointed at her face with a smile on his face: "Miss, look at my own face before you tell me, I was caught by that zongzi!"

The translator's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly raised his hand to cover his face, but the touch was smooth and there was no wound. Only then did he realize that he was being teased, and the bald head laughed loudly. I have a lot of physical strength, why don't you just rest here for a while, and later take over Yanhou's old lair in one go!"

The translator looked sideways at Stephen's face, and she was right with her bald head. In fact, she hadn't touched a drop of water since last night. Now she was exhausted, and she didn't know how long she could last.

However, Stephen was indifferent, without the slightest sympathy, pressed the switch to open the door in front, and continued to move forward without stopping. Just as he took a step, the bald head smiled from behind: "My brother Stephen, what are you in a hurry for? Maybe that baby can still go!" It’s impossible to fly away with wings, I’ve seen people like you a lot, and there are many people who are very angry at the beginning, and then become more and more unbearable, and retreat before they reach the end.”

"Besides, there is not enough oxygen in the ground. If you act rashly, you will suffer later. Don't worry, those big rice dumplings are waiting for us, and none of them can escape, hahaha." The bald head said to the guys He made an emoji to show how stupid this group of foreigners are, and all the guys laughed along with him, except He Qingshan, the man with the scar and the little driver who didn't laugh.

The magic stick old Chen just slightly bent his mouth, the "big rice dumpling" he said with his bald head made him laugh a bit bitterly, he didn't want to confess his life here.

The lady translator translated the sentence just now to Stephen verbatim. Every time he uttered a word, Stephen's face changed a bit. At the end, there was a bit of sadness in the dark blue eyes. Yu Lv When squinting past, one side of his body was hidden in the dark tomb passage in front, as if he was about to merge with the half-yin and half-yang boundary at any time.

After the bald head laughed, he took the compressed biscuit and swallowed it wildly, and said with his tongue out, "Now that everyone is here, we haven't gotten to know each other well after coming in for so long. Mian, how can we say that we had a friendship of more than a hundred years in our previous life, and when we go out in the future, we are all brothers on the Tao."

As he spoke, he patted his chest and swallowed the biscuit stuck in his throat, "Come on, let me give you a start. My surname is Wu, and everyone can call me Lao Wu. I usually run a small business. Cough, come down." One, you-"

He poked at the few guys around him, and everyone saw that he had cut the beginning and the end, without any substantive content, and only reported his name and a few brief introductions in a perfunctory manner, but it was the turn of the magic stick Old Chen. At that time, I saw his eyes were bright, and he obviously had a strong desire to confide.

Both Yu Lu and Feng sat back to back in the corner, their gazes tightly locked on He Qingshan's pocket.

He had a strong premonition that the big fish and the fat girl were inside. Fengdu said before that such things as the monster-receiving talisman must be carried with him. Without the strong force of the master, those ghosts would automatically break free from the monster-receiving talisman. Since he escaped from bondage, since he carried it with him, only this small waist bag is the most suspicious of his whole body.

Old Chen's voice sounded like a mosquito humming into his ears: "My wife passed away early, and there was a young daughter at home. It turned out that our father and I were dependent on each other. Who would have thought that the youngest daughter had a car accident two months ago. Lying in the hospital and becoming a vegetative state, I don’t want to do this kind of underground business, but I can’t help it... Sigh, you know, I—”

He was talking non-stop by himself, and all the people around him looked impatient and bowed their heads, doing their own thing, especially the German guys brought in by Stephen. I don’t know why this strangely dressed Chinese suddenly muttered After reading the scriptures, Yu Lu looked at Lao Chen more, remembering that the first time he and Boss Lu came to his house to practice, it was almost a month or two ago.

From this point of view, it is not easy for this magic stick to come out to play tricks for so long, and the co-author is all to earn medical expenses for his daughter.

"Old Chen, it's okay, I've heard your stories eight hundred times." The bald head couldn't help but stop.

Then it was the turn of the Germans. Most of these people were four-eyed boys. They looked like the kind of pedant who was obsessed with Chinese culture. However, no one could understand what they said, and the translation lady was temporarily on strike, so Everyone nodded politely.

"Xiao Wu, it's your turn!" The bald head patted Feng Du's shoulder.

Yu Lu looked at his hand sympathetically, silently calculating the possibility of him getting out alive.

Feng Du's eyes stabbed at the bald head's hand, the bald head was startled, and put down his hand angrily, then Feng Du cleared his throat and said, "My surname is Wu, and I also run a small business."

When he turned his head to face Yu Lv, he changed his voice and said in a low voice, "This is our housekeeper, surnamed Du."

The person with sharp ears immediately grasped the important point, the one who manages accounts, usually wives manage accounts, but this is clearly a man... Everyone's eyes became ambiguous, the bald head was dumbfounded, it was the first time he saw Xiao Wu posing in front of others. With such a gentle expression, even the scar doesn't look so scary anymore!

"Xiao Wu, well, I didn't know you were so good at it?" He smiled awkwardly.

"I've always liked this." Xiao Wu said calmly, smiling softly at the little driver next to him.

A few people below whistled, and Stephen's eyes flickered between the two of them, his eyes turned dark blue when he lowered his head, Yu Lv pressed against Fengdu's back stiffly, he was embarrassed on the surface, but in fact he was already nervous. Mei flew into the sky, and even Xiao Xiong and Fu Xiu didn't stop him from whistling at him through the screen.

next turn...

"He Qingshan." After He Qingshan said these three words, he stopped talking.

Still cherish words like gold.

Fortunately, everyone was used to his reticence, and a few people came up to his rescue, laughing and laughing to pass the awkward atmosphere, and then ate and drank for a while. After a few minutes, everyone streamlined their luggage and moved on.

The tomb passage that followed seemed endless. He Qingshan had only walked halfway here before, when he heard shouts from the side, he turned back quickly.

In other words, even he doesn't know what will happen next.

Yu Lv has never found a chance to get close to him, and obviously He Qingshan is very vigilant now. In the tomb, his mental strength is two or three times higher than usual, and he wants to take the opportunity to poke into his bag, even if Yu Lv is a ghost. It's all hard.

He felt the path of the tomb and followed Fengdu. This tomb is strange to say the least, it looks like the structure is very simple, just a straight road with a branch in the middle, but the yin energy is unimaginably heavy, not only the yin energy, but also a Resentment, it is estimated that most of the ghosts here were buried with them at the beginning, and death is not a good death, but no matter how you say it, the yin energy is too heavy.

It seems that it is not limited to this place, but it is coming from up and down, left and right, and from all directions. Could it be that this tomb has more than one floor?

Old Chen walked close to him, there were so many people in the team, he just felt that the little driver was kind, maybe it was because the little driver was white and clean, like a white chicken waiting to be slaughtered, when the weak meet each other, Lao Chen can't help but feel sorry for each other. Say a few more words to him: "Little brother, is it your first time to fight?"

Yu Lv glanced at him, recalling the old grievances between the two of them, and gave a perfunctory "hmm".

"Don't be so indifferent. I think you are a newcomer. Let me educate you. Do you know who is in this tomb?"

Yu Lv had already experienced the little driver's forced science popularization before, and replied: "Yan Hou."

"Yes, it's Marquis Yan, let me tell you, I heard..."

Yu Lv waved his hand impatiently: "I know, I know, it's just a relationship with that uncle..."

"Hehe, you all know that we just found several treasures in the tomb waiting for you. If you came late, you won't have your share..."

Yu Lv was about to say that he was not rare, but he heard Lao Chen continue: "One of the treasures is a silk book, hehe, I am not talented, I know a little about the Warring States characters, and then you know what I saw? I remember it here. , It’s all about that Boju’s deeds, I heard that he has a sister from a compatriot, they look exactly the same, one is handsome, the other is pretty... oh..."

What's all this mess?Yu Lv quickened his pace: "I'm not interested in these, you can talk to someone else."

"Not interested? Then let me tell you about my daughter? Little brother, don't tell me, I feel like you when I saw you, and I always want to talk to you more. Alas, my daughter is so pitiful. First, her mother left. It happened, and then she encountered this kind of thing again, when I came out, she always pestered me and asked me to buy toys for her, but now I can't buy her any more..."

Yu Lu was getting impatient, Fengdu coldly looked at Lao Chen from top to bottom, "What was he talking about there?"

Yu Lv sighed: "He said he hit it off with me."

Feng Du's face darkened, and he pulled him to the other side, turned his head, and gave Lao Chen a sharp look. Old Chen lost his soul and became dumb instantly.

"Be careful!" He Qingshan said suddenly.

Old Chen's body trembled, and while muttering "what's the matter" in his heart, he raised his head and glanced forward.

It turned out to be another tomb, a little bigger than before, with priceless bronzes piled all over the floor, and in the middle of the tomb, there was still a coffin. The bald head was a little bolder than before, and he smiled to the translator: "Miss Wang , did you see the zongzi before, was it male or female?"

The interpreter heard his yin and yang eccentricity, and he didn't have a good face: "You can say whatever you want."

"You misunderstood me again. I just suddenly remembered that this Marquis of Yan is a broken sleeve. Most of the people buried with him are old men. No wonder it's so hard to fight, hahahaha." Everyone laughed Standing up, suddenly a black shadow passed in front of the bald head, and in the next second his throat was firmly gripped by a big steel-like hand. Under the light of the headlight, he could only see the other party's blue eyes clearly, tightly Stretching him, almost want to breathe fire.

The bald head struggled to breathe, staring into those blue eyes in disbelief: "St...te...fen... dude?"

Stephen's handsome face with sharp water chestnuts twisted for a moment, and he let go of his hand suddenly. He spat out a sentence in Chinese under the crackling cough of his bald head: "Did no one tell you that some jokes can't be told?"

The bald head was stunned: "You can speak Chinese?!"

"Hmph." Stephen sneered, and the interpreter cast a mocking look at the bald head, as if he was a monkey being played by the two of them.

"Fuck, this is different from what I said at the beginning." The bald head covered his neck, leaving five bruises on it, showing how hard Stephen pinched just now, his lips squirmed, and he spat on the ground , I felt a little embarrassed: "But I didn't say anything, I'm sick!"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that Stephen could understand Chinese at this time, and he could give him a little bit like just now at any time, so he quickly shut his mouth to suppress his anger, and turned to He Qingshan and said: "Old He , what's going on in front? Can you go!"

"Hush!" He Qingshan put his finger on his lips.

The author has something to say: I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!every one~