The heavens start from Maoshan

Shopkeeper Liu was at a loss for words, and was speechless in a hurry.

Liu Qi, who was on the side, couldn't help pulling the shopkeeper Liu's arm, and complained in a low voice, "Father, I advised you not to hire a Taoist priest. What is the age now, you must believe in science."

"If you want me to tell me, cousin, they may have descended into the cemetery, suffocated due to lack of oxygen, or encountered a trap and were trapped. They are waiting for us to rescue them. Wait for tomorrow, why not wait for next year?"

Zhang Heng remained silent.

If shopkeeper Liu doesn't agree, he will turn around and leave. These people should be clever.

After all, he is not afraid of zombies, but he has never underestimated them.

Anyone who thinks about catching zombies at night must have not woken up. Zhang Heng wouldn't mess around with this kind of thing.

"Master, I listen to you, tomorrow is tomorrow."

Shopkeeper Liu looked at Zhang Heng and then at his daughter, but he didn't listen to her after all.

After all, although Zhang Heng said it was rude, but thinking about it carefully, his worries might not be unreasonable.

According to ancient legends, dirty things will be fierce at night.

Go now, arrive at night, what to do in case of danger, you must know that they are exploring ancient tombs, not brothels.

Chapter 67: The Tomb of the General

night.

"Qiqi, send these dishes to the Taoist priest."

Shopkeeper Liu instructed the back kitchen to cook three dishes, put a pot of soju, and urged his daughter to send it to Zhang Heng.

Liu Qi didn't want to go, but was blocked by the shopkeeper Liu's words: "Our old Liu family, as well as your cousin and their old Cai family, the two families are just such a man, they want to meet people, they want to meet them when they die. Corpse, I will point to the Taoist priest tomorrow to help."

Liu Qi had no choice but to take the plate reluctantly.

dong dong dong...

Zhang Heng was meditating in the room when he soon heard a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Closing his eyes, Zhang Heng said without looking.

crunch.

With the sound of pushing the door, Liu Qi walked in.

Although Zhang Heng didn't open his eyes, a fragrant scent hit his nostrils. He smelled it and knew who it was without even looking.

"Master, how much money did you cheat from my father?"

Liu Qi put down the food and drink, closed the door, and sat at the table.

Zhang Heng didn't open his eyes, and said indifferently, "We didn't mention the money."

"If you didn't mention the money, would you be so kind?"

Liu Qi snorted coldly: "You don't need to lie to me, I have seen the world, I was studying in Tianjing before..."

"Are you studying in Tianjin?"

Zhang Heng slowly opened his eyes: "When the students first came, there were two student representatives from the south. One was dressed in white and the other was dressed in yellow. Do you recognize them?"

"You mean Bai Lanlan and Ye Dandan?"

Liu Qi was a little stunned: "You know them?" After speaking, she sighed: "They have already been killed."

"Yeah, I was killed, and the ashes are with me."

Zhang Heng replied calmly.

"Ashes?"

Liu Qi was taken aback: "You even steal the ashes?"

Zhang Heng was stunned.

What kind of brain circuit is this.

Big girl, little daughter-in-law, who can't steal, steal ashes?

There is a saying that bears have no brains.

Zhang Heng glanced at Liu Qi's mountains, it's not big, why are you talking so stupid.

"Pin Dao was born in Maoshan, not a jianghu warlock, why am I stealing ashes?"

Zhang Heng was very speechless: "You don't have to guess, I came from Jiangnan, and when I came, I walked with the two of them, and it was considered a little friendship. I took their ashes to bring them back to their hometown and let them be buried. Entering the ancestral grave, the fallen leaves return to their roots."

Liu Qi smiled awkwardly, a little embarrassed.

Zhang Heng did not pursue the matter further, and asked, "Are you also a progressive student?"

"I'm not."

Liu Qi shook her head again and again: "I'm timid, I only dare to help them distribute flyers, I'm not considered a progressive student."

"That's it."

Zhang Heng's expression softened a bit.

There are different strengths and different ways of contributing. If you can help distribute flyers, you will be able to do your best. It is not only those who are shot that can be called progress.

Speaking of which, when we first met, Zhang Heng didn't have a good sense of Liu Qi.

She was dressed in white fox fur, which was out of tune with the town, reminding him of the sea turtles returning home.

Looking at it now, although the Liu family girl is a bit stinky, she is not a Miss Jiaojiao who doesn't understand anything.

"Go ahead, you'll know tomorrow if I'm capable or not. It's useless to talk more today."

After a few chats, Zhang Heng started chasing people.

After some of his lectures, Liu Qi was much more honest, and was stunned for a while, and did not dare to stab at all.

the next day.

Before dawn, shopkeeper Liu knocked on the door.

Zhang Heng went out to take a look, and there were quite a few people coming. There were seven young and strong people who went up the mountain together, carrying hoes, sickles, and sticks.

"Master, should there be enough people?"

Shopkeeper Liu stepped forward and asked.

"Not enough, but more."

Zhang Heng swept his eyes: "Dozens of people, what are you going to do, go to the market?"

After he finished speaking, he said, "It's enough to leave ten young men. The few tomb robbers are still alive, so they will be carried down the mountain. If they die, they will help me to gather the bones. I don't need any more."

Zhang Heng was [-]% sure that the few people who entered the tomb were already dead, and it was impossible to say that there would not be even the corpse capital left.

It's just that he didn't say it out. After all, no matter how bad a child is, it is also a treasure in the eyes of parents. If you cry, you should keep it and cry again. It's annoying for him to cry all the way.

"let's go!"

Accompanied by a cry.

Zhang Heng, shopkeeper Liu, Liu Qi, and ten young men set off in three carriages.

"As soon as you go up the mountain, you must obey my instructions."

"What's in the tomb, no one can make a fuss now, and it's impossible to say that there will be danger. Get closer to me, maybe I can save my life and come back."

In all fairness.

Shopkeeper Liu is okay. According to Zhang Heng's original intention, he didn't want to bring Liu Qi's little girl's film, but he didn't resist Liu Qi's plea.

After all, one of the people who went down to the tomb was Liu Qi's cousin, and this thing, cousin and cousin, is a confused account.

Zhang Heng is an outsider.

If she insists on going, take her with her, so as not to bring a dead body back and cry to die or live.

three hours later.

Everyone came to Beiwang Mountain. At this time, the sky was bright and bright, and it was already seven o'clock in the morning.

"It's really late in the winter."

Zhang Heng got off the carriage, looked at the sky, turned around and instructed everyone, "Go up the mountain, it should be bright when you reach the mountain."

Everyone responded again and again, with shopkeeper Liu leading the way, a group of more than a dozen people rushed up the mountain.

"Master, that's it."

Halfway up the mountain, near the top of the mountain, Shopkeeper Liu stopped.

Zhang Heng took a look and found a robbery hole on a gentle slope. The entrance of the hole was sealed with stones and branches, and it seemed that it had not been damaged.

"It's fine if it's not damaged, it means that the contents inside didn't come out."

Zhang Heng muttered, and then ordered: "Move things away."

hear him.

A few young men stepped forward, you held the stone, he held the wood, and quickly cleared the hole of the robbery hole.

"Master, shall we go in now?"

Looking at the dark hole leading to the cave in the belly of the mountain, Shopkeeper Liu couldn't help but speak.

"Not urgent."

Zhang Heng glanced at the sky.

At this time, the sky was slightly bright, and the sun was about to come out.

"Open the box."

After taking two glances, Zhang Heng retracted his gaze: "Be gentle."

click! !

Two boxes are opened.

Inside one is a Bagua mirror, a peach wood sword, a talisman, a bamboo tube, and some box-like things, all of which appear to be magical instruments.

The other is even more amazing. The bright light inside is actually a mirror.

"The cave is extremely dark, and the Yin Qi is heavy, which is very detrimental to us."

Zhang Heng took out a mirror: "It's different with these mirrors. I put a big mirror at the entrance of the cave, and then I put a small mirror in the middle of the cave."

"When the sun comes out, the sun shines on the mirror, directly into the tomb, and the lights inside are bright, no matter what kind of charm he is, it will not work when it encounters the sun."

Swish! !

Under a ray of sunlight, with the reflection of the mirror, everyone who took the photo could not open their eyes.

Zhang Heng laughed when he saw it, and said happily, "It's done!"

Carrying the peach wood sword on his back, and then tying the bamboo tube and the talisman bag around his waist, Zhang Heng waved his hand: "Throw the lamb in."

baa~

The lamb was thrown in, and stretched his neck as if he felt danger.

Zhang Heng didn't care about it, he just stood at the entrance of the cave and waited quietly.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Zhang Heng hadn't moved yet, Liu Qi couldn't help it, and asked, "Master, what do you mean by throwing the sheep in? Are you trying to find out if there is any oxygen in it?"

"No."

Zhang Heng shook his head: "There may have been no oxygen in it before, but when the robbery hole came out, and it was left to dry like this for a few days, the air would have been poured in long ago."

Shopkeeper Liu couldn't help but ask, "Master, what are sheep used for?"

"Sheep are living creatures. I want to see if throwing the sheep in can lead to something."

Speaking of this, Zhang Heng raised his hand suddenly: "Don't move, there is movement!"

Tread!

Tread! !