Tomb robber: I am the tenth of the nine gates

In the middle of the night, there was a sudden sound of bells ringing.

Zhang Qishan opened his eyes suddenly, and Qi Tiezui and Adjutant Zhang also stood up from the bed and looked in the direction of the noise.

Everyone was awakened by the sound, but Chu Ning was still sleeping with her eyes closed.

Qi Tiezui called out worriedly, "Xiao Ning, Xiao Ning?"

Chu Ning slowly opened her eyes, feeling that her mind was very chaotic, and she didn't know where she was for a moment.

Seeing that the child was a little dazed but finally woke up, Qi Tiezui turned to ask Zhang Qishan.

"Lord Buddha, what should I do?"

Zhang Qishan tore off the talisman from his shoulder and said comfortingly, "Calm down and follow me."

The soldiers hurriedly got off the bed, but Erxia Hong, who had been thinking about the family emblem left by her ancestors in the ancient tomb, was the fastest to clean up at the moment.

Qi Tiezui put on his glasses, watched Chu Ning pack up, and came to Zhang Qishan's side. He kept counting with his fingers and looked towards the source of the noise.

"Escape in the sky, go up and down.

The hexagram is inauspicious! Lord Buddha!

I told you..." (Dun Tong'dun' means living in seclusion)"

Qi Tiezui had a very panicked look on his face, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhang Qishan raising his hand.

"Don't make any noise, I'll go over and take a look first."

Zhang Qishan's step was stopped by Chu Ning, who gently shook his head at Zhang Qishan.

"Lord Buddha, don't go."

Zhang Qishan was stunned and told the child that he was just going to check.

"It's not too late to go after the noise is over." Chu Ning knew that he would not really be able to stop Zhang Qishan, so he thought of a compromise.

Qi Tiezui hurriedly agreed with Chu Ning. After all, if something happened to Zhang Qishan, their group's efforts to get here would have been in vain.

"Yes, Lord Buddha, let's just listen to Xiao Ning.

That is very dangerous! "

The old man on the bed in the corner behind him lifted the quilt and groped to get up, his voice was hoarse and low.

"Everyone, please don't go out. It's safe to stay here. Things in the mine can't get into the hole.

It'll be fine after a while. "

The old man also blocked Zhang Qishan. This was the first time the old man spoke. It turned out that the old man was not unable to speak.

Chu Ning and Er Laohong carefully helped the old man onto the stool, and the old man told them the origin of the noise.

"That thing won't come often. It won't be a problem to stay here."

With guilt in his eyes, Zhang Qishan thanked the old man.

"Thank you, old man, for the reminder."

Zhang Qishan then gave the old man reassurance, "Don't worry, with so many of our brothers here, even if we bump into that thing.

We will also make sure to keep you safe, so you don’t have to worry. "

Erxiao Hong was the only one here who could talk to the old man. She was worried that the old man didn't believe in her group, so she followed Zhang Qishan and comforted him.

"What Buddha said is right, please rest assured."

The old man hesitated for a while, then cautiously asked.

"You...are from Changsha Jiumen?"

Er Laohong nodded subconsciously, but then she thought about it and couldn't bear to look at it, so she answered, "Yes."

The old man pointed to a bed based on the approximate location from his memory and asked Erxin Hong.

"Does the person who slept in this bed have any connection with you?"

"It is the ancestor of my clan, and the symbol carved on the bed is my clan emblem."

Erxiahong explained her identity to the old man and answered the questions raised by the old man.

But unexpectedly, the old man's next words made Erxiao Hong feel guilty.

"Then why did you come now?"

The old man is really waiting for his great-uncle's descendants to come to the mine to find him and understand what his great-uncle told him back then.

But there was no complaint in the old man's words, but more of a sigh of relief at the passage of time.

Er Laohong looked apologetic, "I feel ashamed to say that.

I only know a little about the affairs of my ancestors.

Please forgive me. "

Er Laohong apologized very sincerely. Chu Ning pulled the old man's sleeve and spoke softly.

"Old man, do you know the truth back then?"

The old man nodded.

Listening to this voice, he knew that this was the child who had been protecting him before.

Although I don't understand why their group would bring a child to such a dangerous place.

But the old man didn't ask any more questions. After living alone in the mine for so many years, he had long lost his curiosity.

Qi Tiezui was also surprised and said, "Oh, old man.

It seems that you really know the ancestors of the Second Master’s family! "

Although the old man's face was lined with wrinkles, he could still see an expression of avoidance.

"What happened before was extremely terrifying.

Since your ancestors didn't tell you, maybe they have other ideas. "

Zhang Qishan saw that the old man was somewhat reluctant to tell the truth about that year, so he couldn't help but speak.

"Old man, if you are talking, I shouldn't interrupt."

Zhang Qishan's expression gradually became serious as he spoke, and his tone also contained some emotion.

"But it's about Changsha's survival, so I have to ask something."

The old man had been waiting for most of his life, so naturally he would not say nothing to these people, so he spoke slowly.

"Excuse me."

“Now that we’re here, we have to sort out the past.

This is not only related to the second master's family, but also related to the safety of the people of Changsha and... the Japanese conspiracy.

So I ask you to tell us the details. "

Zhang Qishan described the situation outside to the old man seriously and solemnly.

So that the old man could understand the urgency of the situation, and that he and his group came here not just for the things in the tomb.

Erxin Hong also persuaded the old man softly.

"Lord Buddha is right, I felt the will of my ancestors before I went to the grave.

I hope the old man can tell the truth. "

Chu Ning looked at the old man carefully. As expected, the old man looked relaxed, turned his head and raised his head slightly, recalling and thinking about what happened that year from time to time.

"That is……

It happened a long time ago..."

The old man said, bringing several people into his memory narrative.

“At that time, I was only fifteen years old and my family was very poor.

So I came to work in the mines to earn a living..."

The fifteen-year-old boy was carrying a large bamboo basket half as tall as a man, which was filled with excavated gravel and soil, and he was struggling to move it swayingly.

Without paying attention, the young man tripped over the rocks under his feet and fell to the ground, and threw himself forward.

Seeing the boy's clumsiness, the leader of the miners couldn't help but reprimand and threaten him.

"What are you doing?!

If the construction period is delayed, I will bury you! "

After the miner leader finished speaking, he saw that the boy still fell to the ground. It seemed that he had fallen hard and was motionless.

Suddenly he lost his temper, waved the whip in his hand and struck the young man who fell to the ground.

The boy could still get up, but he suddenly received two whiplashes on his back, and his original clothes were thin.

Although it won't cause any bruises, it will hurt enough for a while.

As soon as he got up, the miner leader knocked him down again.

The miners working around him held their breaths and looked at the young man on the ground with sympathy in their eyes, but no one came forward.

My great-uncle noticed the situation here early on, and when he saw the miner leader beating up a teenage child, he couldn't help it.

He stepped forward and grabbed the miner's whip-holding wrist and stopped him.

The miner leader looked at his great-uncle angrily, "What are you doing? You want to rebel?!"

When the other miners saw someone taking the lead, they all put down their work and gradually gathered around.