I dig ancient tombs for the country

Sato Sanben winked at me slyly, I don't know if he saw it, anyway, I will clean up Ichiro Miyamoto sooner or later, today is his own doing.

I don't know whether Sato did it on purpose or what, he has been provoking Miyamoto's endurance, "Miyamoto-kun, you should surrender as soon as possible, you are not my opponent at all, it will be ugly to make a fool of yourself after a while."

Miyamoto Ichiro's eyes widened with anger, his chest heaved and heaved, and the veins on his forehead were trembling. He was furious and roared viciously: "Sato, you sinister guy, today either you die or I die."

After finishing speaking, he swung the knife and ran towards Sato Sanbon again. Sato Sanbon didn't fight back, but stood there with a smile. Next, Miyamoto Ichiro's sword gradually became messy.

I looked at Sato Sanben, who was calm and relaxed, and suddenly felt a chill down my spine. This guy is too cunning. He must want to wait for that meteorite to play a role, so that Ichiro Miyamoto can get rid of the crime by exhausting himself. , What a Sato who kills two birds with one stone.It seems that I made a wedding dress for someone else today.

At this time, Miyamoto Ichiro's eyes were red, his expression was a little dull, and his footsteps gradually became scattered.Sato still had a smile in his eyes, standing there motionless.

"Ghost, evil ghost, where are you running?" Miyamoto Ichiro yelled while waving the knife in his hand. The knife danced faster and faster, and the man became more and more crazy. His posture was completely like a lunatic.The group of Japanese were stunned, and even Matsushita Yamaguchi's eyes widened in surprise.Why is it so evil today? Some people have gone crazy one after another.

Miyamoto Ichiro roared and danced wildly, his face was as pale as a piece of paper, his eyes were full of horror, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he could barely squeeze out a sentence: "Come on, evil spirit, I... my palace I wasn't afraid of you..."

He talked to himself alone, and the people around him were stunned. The previous four people looked like this, but another one came unexpectedly. It was really terrifying.

At this time, Miyamoto Ichiro's eyes were slowly losing sight, his footsteps were staggering, and he opened his mouth almost in despair, but he couldn't make any sound for a long time.He struggled not to fall, but his body was no longer under the control of his brain, and he fell to the ground with a "plop", his eyes still looking at the sky...

I don't know when the red hair snuggled up to my side, and I subconsciously hugged him tightly. This terrible scene seemed to have stimulated him, and also stimulated the melon-eating crowd.

Sato Sanmoto sneered: "Everyone, Miyamoto-kun's end must have been seen by everyone! If you want to follow me, Sato, I will never lose you. If you don't want to follow me, this will be your end."

As soon as he finished speaking, those melon-eaters shouted one after another: "We are willing to follow Sato-kun, and from now on, you will be the only one to follow."

Sato laughed, and the Japanese laughed too. Only Yamaguchi Matsushita had a bitter face. He looked at the group of Japanese who had defected, and had no choice but to say: "I would like to listen to Sato-kun."

"Yaoxi, Yaxi!" Sato's eyes lit up, he waved his hand, and ordered everyone to start moving the gold, silver and jewels.

I hurried forward to stop them, pointed to those treasures and said to Sato: "Mr. Sato, we are not suitable to carry these treasures right now. One, we haven't found a way out yet. Two, these porcelains are easy to rot, and if they are not handled properly, the losses outweigh the benefits." .”

"Then what do you say?" Sato Sanben stared at me displeased.

"It's important for us to find the exit first, and it won't be too late to go down and carry these jewels after we find the exit. I think it's safer this way, and it won't damage the baby."

"Well, it makes sense. Well, then don't move them, anyway, they can't escape, sooner or later they will belong to our Great Japanese Empire."

The red-haired face showed displeasure, and he was about to speak, but I interrupted him: "Mr. Sato is wise." In fact, I have already scolded him thousands of times in my heart, grandma's, little Japan, it's obviously us The country's treasures come to usurp by force, but the young master refuses to let you do so.

"As for the exit, I have to rely on the two of you." Sato's smirking attitude filled me with righteous indignation, and I really hated myself for lifting a rock and shooting myself in the foot. This Sato is too insidious, far from palace Benichiro is easy to deal with.

well!It's really bad luck.There is no way, in order to get out early, let's find the exit quickly.

But we don't know where the exit is. If we just search blindly like this, we may not be able to find it until the year of the rooster.So the red hair took out the compass, and we followed the direction specified by the hour hand, and finally found a well in the canyon.

This well is different from ordinary wells, the mouth of ordinary wells is relatively small, but this well has a diameter of two meters, and it looks quite deep. upright.

To be on the safe side, I threw in a fluorescent stick. Following the light, I vaguely saw a slanted hole on the left side of the bottom of the well, leading directly to the mountainside. It seemed that this was the exit to the outside.

Following the chisel marks on the wall of the well, we slowly descended to the bottom of the well and walked into the slanted hole. The hole is very spacious, but the road and the walls are wet, obviously it is more humid here.

After walking for about a bag of cigarettes, an incredible scene appeared in front of our eyes. The road ahead was flooded with water, and there were some utensils and a coffin floating on the water.This is how the same thing?We were all full of surprises, and a few bold Japanese started to approach those floating objects.

"Sato-kun, there are many bamboo slips here." A Japanese man scooped up a piece of bamboo slips and ran to Sato Sanbon to claim credit.

The content on the bamboo slips shocked everyone, and Hongmao and I were also very surprised. This bamboo slip is a scroll made of bamboo for learning and recording daily life in the early ancient times without paper. write.And the content on this bamboo slip is actually the ninety-nine multiplication table that elementary school students often memorize today. Could it be that the ancients began to study mathematics very early?

In order to clear up the confusion, Sato signaled the Japanese to continue salvaging the bamboo slips floating on the water.Later, we saw some texts on the bamboo slips that recorded the minting of coins in the pre-Qin period. These things have great archaeological value. I secretly figured out how to prevent these Japanese from taking these treasures belonging to China.

It is impossible for Hongmao and I to turn a blind eye to the greedy look in Sato Sanbon's eyes.Hong Mao stepped forward with a smile: "Mr. Sato, these things are very important. Why don't we find a reliable and safe place to dry these bamboo slips first, and then transport them away with those gold and silver jewels?"