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The village head was grabbed by Lin Xiangyang in the car. After the whole car was closed, Professor Hu and Gu Donglai in the other car could not hear a sound.

Gu Donglai: "Professor, this Lin Xiangyang is too selfish. He didn't let us hear such an important matter."

Professor Hu's face was calm, and he said, "Don't worry about it. The purpose of our coming here is archeology. Don't inquire about any information other than archaeology."

He knew what the destination of Lin Xiangyang and Chu Lushan's trip was, and he also knew what to ask and what not to ask.

But Gu Donglai is not Professor Hu, he came with the mission of Long Qizheng and Rong Yuankai, of course he will try his best to find out all the information.

But now that everything is separated by the car window, he can only wait for the opportunity to find another way.

He added: "I didn't expect Lin Xiangyang to be so ruthless that he would hurt people's lives at every turn. We have to keep a distance from him in the future. If he gets angry innocently, we won't even be able to save our lives."

Recalling the tyrannical energy that erupted in the sparring between Lin Xiangyang and the village elder just now, and the ferocity of bombing the boulder at the entrance of the cave, he felt horrified.

Especially when he raised his hand, he broke the village chief's leg and killed the villagers, which made him feel extremely afraid of Lin Xiangyang's cold blood.

At this moment, he was very suspicious that it was a big mistake to take over the missions of Long Qizheng and Rong Yuankai, and he was afraid that he would spend money instead of earning money.

Professor Hu snorted coldly: "Don't think I can't understand your little thoughts, Young Master Lin is not something you can talk about behind your back. Believe it or not, he can hear your speech anytime, anywhere now."

This is the last student he brought, and also the student he knows best. Even though he is weak in writing and deep in books, he is no less sassy than others.

Now that he wanted to drive a wedge between him and Lin Xiangyang, how could such clumsy words be able to hide it from him.

But after a lifetime of archaeological research, he still knows a little about the power of ancient martial arts.

Lin Xiangyang was far from something ordinary people like them could resist.

Gu Donglai quickly covered his mouth, not daring to say another bad word about Lin Xiangyang.

In the fully enclosed compartment, Lin Xiangyang pointed the village chief's forehead with his fingertips, and said, "Tell out your deep-seated secrets, and I will spare you. Otherwise, none of the hundreds of men, women and children in Dakeng Village will survive." .”

"Don't think that we who are working outside have no choice. As long as I think about it, I can find them one by one even if they hide in the ends of the earth."

"About the Qin family, about the ancient tomb, I need you to tell me unconditionally and without hiding."

"Don't even think about lying, I can tell whether you are lying or telling the truth."

His indifferent eyes and cold voice made the village chief unable to resist.

Thinking of how he smashed his knee and killed that villager in an instant, he knew how cold-blooded Lin Xiangyang could be.

He tried to calm himself down and said, "Eighty years ago, the Qin family was still a small family. Qin Buhui found our village and the ancient tomb through a sheepskin map."

"At that time, my grandfather was still the village head here. Qin Buhui killed half of the village in front of him, forcing us to keep this secret for them from generation to generation."

Lin Xiangyang snorted coldly: "Your ability to tell stories is really good, but I want to know what is in the ancient tomb and what the Qin family took away."

"Money, countless money." The village head responded quickly.

"According to my grandfather, countless treasures of gold, silver, high-grade porcelain and jade were taken out of the ancient tomb at that time, and all those things were removed by the Qin family. Instead, the humble pottery was ignored by them and rewarded The whole village."

He chuckled and said: "The pottery from that era was not worth any money, so Qin Buhui rewarded it to us. We have been worried that the Qin family will come back again to take away those pottery, but they never came. , while wondering why they didn’t come.”

Lin Xiangyang got tired of hearing it, and flicked his forehead lightly with his fingers, and the village chief suddenly became in a trance.

His voice was like an irresistible divine order:
"Aside from money, what else did the Qin family take away from here?"

The village chief's face was tangled for a moment, and he said, "Inheritance, Qin Buhui took a kind of inheritance from here."

"Inheritance?" Lin Xiangyang's voice was full of persecution.

"Yes, it is a kind of inheritance." The village chief said with great certainty, "I don't understand why no one from the Qin family has been born into martial arts since Qin Buhui, but the people in our village rely on the residual power of that inheritance , so that half of the men in the village can have the strength of warriors."

This is the answer Lin Xiangyang wanted.

He seemed to have received a certain kind of inheritance when he was looking at the murals on the dome, but it seemed that it was only a flash in the pan, and he couldn't wake up that voice anyway.

Now the words of the village chief finally confirmed his guess that there is indeed some kind of inheritance in this big tomb.

Boom boom boom!
Chu Lushan knocked on the car window outside.

Lin Xiangyang opened the door and came down, only to find that all kinds of pottery had been piled up on the ground.