Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

"Panma?"

"Are you at home?"

The villagers who led Cong Ye and Heixiazi to find Panma patted the wooden door of Panma's house heavily.

There is a tendency that he will not stop until the door is opened.

The wooden door was knocked loudly.

It lasted for five or six minutes.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from inside the door.

The wooden door opens from the inside.

Revealing a haggard face.

The man glared fiercely at the person who knocked on the door: "Are you going to die?"

The villagers didn't care at all about Panma's attitude, and there was a hint of contentment on their smiling faces:

"Hey, you! Didn't I bring you business?"

Panma's triangular eyes glanced at Cong Ye and Heixiazi. His eyes were dark blue and bloodshot, and he looked like he hadn't had a good rest for a long time.

Cong also narrowed his eyes.

The villagers told Cong Ye, "I've brought you the road. Let's talk!"

He turned away.

Panma didn't even think about it and planned to close the door.

The blind man held one hand on the door, with a careless smile on his lips.

Panma froze, and continued to exert force on his hands, but the door still didn't move at all.

There was a moment of panic on his face, but he quickly adjusted.

"I won't lead the way, you find someone else."

Panma lowered his head and planned to walk into the yard.

"It doesn't matter if you don't lead the way. I have something to ask you."

Cong also spoke up.

His eyes fell on Panma with suspicion.

This Panma is very problematic.

"what?"

Panma turned around stiffly, his eyes wandering.

Cong Ye stepped forward to the threshold and said slowly: "Not long ago, the archaeological team went to the mountains. You led the way, right?"

Panma nodded: "It's me."

"I'm here just for this matter," Cong Ye's eyes did not miss the slightest look on Panma's face. Panma felt a little uncomfortable and guilty. What was he guilty of?

"There was a person in the archaeological team whose temperament changed drastically after he returned. Do you know what happened?"

Cong Ye's attitude can be called gentle.

Panma immediately denied: "How could I know! I took them to the lake, and then I left! I don't know what happened to them!"

Cong Ye sighed, "Since you don't want to say it, forget it."

Panma was stunned for a moment, did the other party give up now?

He was still a little uncomfortable with it. He thought that the other party would not be willing to get to the bottom of things without questioning.

"You! What are you going to do?"

Panma's whole body was pressed down on his shoulders, and he let out a scream.

A fierce light suddenly burst out in his eyes, and he aimed his gaze at the sickle next to the stone mill in the yard.

Cong also tied him up tightly and pinned him to the ground.

He didn't miss the change in the other person's expression just now. This Panma had a lot of lives on his hands.

"If you don't say anything, I will take you to the lake and sink you into the lake."

To deal with evil people, you must use evil methods. Cong also sat down on the stone bench and pulled out a sharp-edged dagger from his boot.

The blind man cooperated and locked the courtyard door.

Be polite before fighting. Cong Ye has been polite before, but now it's time to use a less polite method.

"Who are you?"

Panma couldn't break free, knowing full well that he was encountering a tough fight this time, so he looked at Cong Ye and Heixiazi warily.

"We are asking you now," Cong Ye reminded him. He threw it casually and inserted the dagger straight between Panma's legs, scratching the tip of his nose, leaving a stinging blood mark.

Panma trembled all over.

Evil people are also afraid of evil people.

"Whatever you want to ask, I'll tell you!"

Panma begged.

"what have you done?"

To be a thief with a guilty conscience is to say that you are riding a horse.

Cong Ye asked him coldly.

Panma swallowed, his eyes darting around in panic, "I...I..."

He was about to say he didn't do anything.

Cong in front of him pulled out the dagger and stabbed him in the eye.

"I killed them!"

"I killed them!"

Panma closed his eyes tightly and roared at the top of his voice.

Cold sweat slipped from his forehead.

The pain did not come. Panma was frightened and opened his eyes. The dagger stayed one centimeter in front of his eyes.

"You killed them?"

Cong Ye's breath was stagnant, "Why?"

"Because I'm hungry, there's no food at home, and my family is going to starve to death!"

"The archaeological team has food! They have food!"

The horse breaks the jar and the jar breaks.

He was also suffering in his heart, but he had no choice.

"You killed them all?"

Cong Ye restrained his desire to kill Panma and squeezed his voice out from between his teeth.

"killed!"

"But...but there's a ghost in that place!"

Panma seemed to have thought of something terrible, his whole body shuddered, and his pupils were dilated:

"They...they came back from the dead!"

"There's a ghost!"

"There's a ghost!"

He was trembling nervously, not even the plexus before him causing him such fear.

Cong Ye kicked him away and sorted out the messy words in his mouth.

Panma killed the archaeological team, but the team was resurrected the next day.

Lots of information.

Pan Ma attributed it to the power of ghosts and gods, but Cong was more willing to believe that it was man-made.

In the news sent by Wang Wenli and Lu Mingyue, there was no indication that this matter was the work of the Wang family and it.

Then there is a third party involved.

Cong Ye’s previous guess came true.

According to Panma, the archaeological team was replaced.

All the previous real archaeological team members were killed, and a third-party force pretended to be the archaeological team.

Huo Xiangu said something was wrong with Huo Ling because Huo Ling was not the real Huo Ling at all, she was a fake Huo Ling.

So the real Huo Ling...

Cong also took a deep breath.

"Damn you."

He looked at the crazy Panma. Poverty and hunger were indeed difficult to endure, but Panma had lost his humanity by doing this.

Cong Ye lifted Panma's collar and opened the courtyard door.

The black blind man followed behind him.

There were very few people on the country roads. From time to time, we would encounter two fellow villagers on horseback. However, Cong Ye and Heixiazi looked very intimidating. Adhering to the principle of doing more than doing less, they lowered their heads and took it all in stride. Out of sight.

Cong Ye took Panma to the lake where the Zhang family’s ancient building was located.

Panma's face was pale, and he looked at the lake in front of him absentmindedly, as if his soul had been sucked away.

"Where are the bodies of the archaeological team?"

Cong Ye asked him.

Panma shook his head: "I don't know! I don't know! I killed someone, took the things and left, and they were resurrected the next day! There was no body!"

How could there be no body?

Someone from a third party may have taken the body away.

Of course Cong Ye would not suspect that they had sunk the body into the lake.

Since people from third-party forces can silently seize the opportunity to replace the archaeological team members, it shows that they are smart people.

If the corpse is sunk into the lake, the corpse will float up. At that time, the fact that the archaeological team has been replaced will be exposed.

Even if they tied the body to rocks and sank it to the bottom of the lake, and waited for others to discover something was wrong and go to the bottom of the lake to explore, there would still be a risk of exposure.

Therefore, the safest way is for third-party forces to directly transport the body away and hide it.

But with more than a dozen people in the archaeological team, transporting the corpse is not an easy task.