He Has a Dragon

Because of the age of Jin Zhongxin and Lao Yu, Wang Le tried his best not to let the two of them work during the day, and he always took their place.

To put it simply, one person does the work of three people. As for Li Er, he is an authentic northwestern man with a great body. In addition, due to his division of labor in the tomb robbing work, he is already doing this kind of heavy physical work, so He has long been used to it, and there is no need for Wang Le to bear the responsibility for him.

And this can be regarded as Wang Le's disguised protection of the lives of Jin Zhongxin and Lao Yu, not letting them collapse from exhaustion, and fulfilling his duty as a guard with a knife.

There are also specialties in the arts, and when they enter the underground mausoleum, that's when Jin Zhongxin and Lao Yu can really show their talents.

By then, the two people's brains will be more valuable than anything else, especially since Lao Yu has half a blueprint of the construction of Genghis Khan's underground mausoleum. It is like a GPS navigation. Its importance is self-evident.

"Xiao Le, you have worked hard these past few days."

When he stopped working for dinner that night, Lao Yu was a little embarrassed and said to Wang Le, because this trip to Outer Mongolia was the first time in these years that he had such a relaxed life.

As for being able to do this, it is because Wang Le has shouldered all the hard work, such as the driving before and the tunnel digging currently in progress.

"Hey, we agreed that you would just protect our safety, and you wouldn't have to worry about anything else. I never thought that in the end, it would be you who does the most work."

Jin Zhongxin put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, wiped the oil stains on his mouth, and said with a low smile, but it didn't look like Lao Yu felt guilty at all, but instead looked like it should be so.

Although Wang Le rolled his eyes inwardly when he saw this, he didn't blame the other party, because the relationship between the two was here, and it was natural for the younger generation to share the worries of the elder.

"It's okay. I'm young and have good physical strength. This digging job can't do much to the boy. At most, I'll be a little tired and I'll be back to full health after a sleep." Wang Le said with a nonchalant smile.

In fact, what Wang Le didn't mention was this bit of physical work. It really wasn't a problem for him, it was just a child's play.

Of course, if you keep digging like this, even if you are not tired, Young Master Wang will feel bored to death and eventually have a mental breakdown.

Fortunately, it only took nearly a day to dig out, and Wang Le later discovered the entrance to the tomb through the Dharma Eye.

The entrance to the tomb is about twenty meters above the ground.

Compared with Wang Le's previous perspective, the distance from the ground to the mausoleum was shortened by half.

Wang Le also observed and compared before and after, and concluded that it was the terrain of the Gobi and the structural shape of the underground mausoleum that ultimately caused the difference in distance from the ground.

Although the distance between the opening of the hole and the entrance to the tomb was much shorter than what Wang Le had seen before, the distance was much longer because the tunnel was dug in a ramp rather than vertically.

At the same time, the soil quality of the Gobi Desert is really bad. Even if it is not as exaggerated as a real desert, which is all sand, it is not far away.

This also meant that when digging the passage, in order to secure the ramp from collapse, the wooden packaging boxes containing the tomb robbing tools had to be disassembled, and then these wooden boards were nailed to the inside of the ramp to support it so that it would not collapse.

All kinds of factors come together to finally make the workload of ten laborers, and each of these ten laborers is worth the ordinary four or five ordinary laborers, especially Wang Le and Scarface. An innate master is even more powerful,

But in the end, it took three days to dig but the entrance to the tomb was not reached, and one more day had to be added to reach the target!

It can be seen that not everyone can do the job of robbing tombs, especially robbing the emperor's tomb!

Speaking more broadly, not everyone can be an adventurer.

Back to business, the four of them finished their meal in the tent. After chatting for a few words, they stopped talking and took the time to rest, because it was cool at night and everyone would have to get up and continue working at three in the morning.

As for the silence of the night and the strong yin energy, when the matter came to an end, everyone had already forgotten about it and couldn't care less about it.

After all, everyone's job is to hang their heads on their belts. Are you still afraid of this?

The answer is, of course, fear of an egg!

"Then you guys rest first and I'll go take a look outside."

After Wang Le finished speaking, he walked out of the tent. Jin Zhongxin and others didn't say anything about this, because the other party slept outside after dinner in the past few days, and everyone was used to it.

After walking out of the tent, Wang Le saw from a distance that Scarface's group had turned off the lights and went to bed early.

"Hey, I've been having a good time getting along with each other these days. I hope we don't meet each other in the end, otherwise we won't be able to have fun!" Wang Le put away his murderous gaze towards the tent, He took a step forward and continued walking outside, while not forgetting to think silently in his heart.

When he reached the top of the hill to the north, he sat on a familiar thick tree lying on the ground and looked up at the bright moon that had rounded into a silver disk.

Under the cold night, the vast and deserted Gobi desert stretches as far as the eye can see, with only a bright moon in the sky to accompany it.

Of course, there is also the generation of geniuses who established great achievements thousands of years ago. Now they have turned into bones and are lying quietly under the ground.

"The turmoil in the world is beyond my generation, and the years are rushing me as soon as I enter the rivers and lakes; when the emperor talks and laughs about his hegemony, I can't beat the drunkenness of life. I lift my sword and ride astride to wave the ghost rain, and the bones are like mountains and birds fly in fear; the earthly things are like the tide, people are like water, I just sigh in the rivers and lakes How many people came back?"

For a moment, in this moment, in the lonely starlight and moonlight, Wang Le couldn't help but murmur to himself quietly.

He remembered this poem written by Huang Zhan, which was also the old guy's favorite poem.

Once on the edge of the desert, it was also a night like this. Wang Le once listened to the old guy reciting this poem after being drunk. He could see the prosperity falling away and the red and pink skeletons being desolate. He was filled with a sense of desolation that cannot be expressed in words. To describe the sadness about the years.

Just like Genghis Khan, no matter how wise and powerful he is, he will punish God with the wave of his horse whip, but he will surrender and obey him wherever he goes!

But in the end, he still couldn't escape the ruthless knife of time. In the end, the genius turned into withered bones, lying alone and lonely in this vast desert where life was extinct, and no one knew about it.

Of course, there are already a group of people who know about it and are working hard to dig out it.

"Hey, in terms of lifespan, the old guy can outlast Genghis Khan."

Wang Le, who narrowed his eyes slightly and admired the bright moon in the sky, suddenly whispered to himself.

"Old guy, you must succeed! You will have to wait longer than me as your apprentice, but you can't give up now."

At the same time, Wang Le was also praying silently in his heart. Although it sounded strange, Wang Le was sincere and did not hide a trace of falsehood.