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But he said that Lao Er, who was outside the mausoleum, was lying on the top of the small slope in the cold night. He did not relax his vigilance because it was night, and was strictly vigilant about every move around him.

Suddenly his eyes shrank, he lay down on the ground, and looked towards the bottom of the opposite slope.

I saw a group of people walking quickly in the direction of the mausoleum in the dim moonlit night.

"Why is there someone here at this moment?" The second child was shocked. "Did others also discover this place?" The ominous premonition in his heart became stronger.

I took out my cell phone and dialed the boss's number, but the voice that came out of the cell phone was that it was not within the service area.

He didn't hesitate anymore, lay down on the ground and slowly retreated, retreated down the hillside and quickly ran towards the entrance of the underground cave next to the old tree.

"Wow!" A loud shout came from the tree, startling him.

Reflexively, I took out the knife and saw a crow that was originally resting on a branch fluttering its wings and flying away. Crows are not good things. They will run wherever there are dead people, and something bad will happen wherever they land.

"Bad luck!" The second child cursed secretly, without thinking much, he quickly opened the hole under the tree and went in first, then closed the hole from the inside.

However, more than ten minutes later, he came out of the cave with an ugly face. The stone door into the mausoleum underground had been closed. The boss took the key into the mausoleum. He could not go in, so he had to exit again. After thinking for a while,

He covered the entrance of the cave again, then quietly came to the top of the slope and lay down.

Those people had already arrived at another door to the north of the mausoleum. A group of people were busy working together, but the distance was a bit far and it was dim at night. He couldn't see clearly what they were doing. After hesitating, he made a big circle to the west.

Then he quietly walked around behind the group of people.

In order not to alert these people, he sneaked very slowly. By the time he lurked enough to see clearly what these people were doing, they had already dug a big hole in the ground and lifted out a large stone slab. Then these people blackmailed them.

All the masked people jumped down, leaving only two people standing guard outside.

The second child secretly said in his heart: "It seems that these people have been preparing for a long time. My two brothers have been wandering here for the past six months and have not found these people. It must be that they discovered the existence of this mausoleum half a year ago."

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He had the intention of lurking over there to take a look at the scene over there, but he gave up the idea after looking at the two people who were very vigilant at the entrance of the cave. The dark black iron thing they were holding in their hands was definitely not a decoration.

Having made up his mind, just as he was about to retreat, a slightly older voice suddenly came from behind him: "What are you looking at?"

The second child was shocked, but he knew in his heart that the person who could sneak behind him quietly without being discovered by him was definitely a master, and he was not something he could handle, so he jumped up and ran to the side without turning his head.

go.

Standing behind the second son was an old man, holding a two-foot-long sharp knife in his hand. His eyes showed little emotion when he spoke. When he saw the second son running away, the long knife suddenly rose and fell, reflecting in the night.

Under the dim moonlight, it seemed like streaks passing by.

"ah!"

After the sword flash, one of Lao Er's arms flew up, and his body staggered, but he still didn't stop and continued running forward while covering the wound that was bleeding like a fountain.

After the old man slashed with the knife, he saw that the second child had not been killed. His eyes burst out with a ray of light that was more severe than the light of the sword. He stood up and caught up with the second child like a ghost. He waved the knife in his hand and the second child's head shot into the sky.

When he got up, the headless body spurting blood rushed forward for more than ten meters before falling to the ground.

At this time, the two people guarding the entrance of the cave heard the noise here and came over to check. When they saw the headless corpse on the ground and the old man with the knife in his hand still dripping blood, they respectfully asked: "Mr. Qin, what happened?

A favor?"

The old man waved his hand and said, "Nothing."

Although the masked man who came over held a micro charge in his hand, he did not dare to show the slightest disrespect in front of Mr. Qin. Standing in front of this old man with terrifying strength, even the micro charge in his hand could not be used.

To give him a sense of security. When he saw the old man waving his hand, he bowed his body and stepped back without asking any more questions.

The old man came to the second child's head that was still staring at death, looked at the second child's face and said to himself: "It turns out they are a group of tomb robbers." Then he turned around and disappeared into the night.

Not long after, the crow that had landed on the old tree with crooked neck and was frightened away by its second brother flew over following the smell of blood. It watched for a while on the small tree next to it, called twice and saw no response from the people on the ground.

Then he flapped his wings and landed on Lao Er's headless body.

"Meow!"

As soon as the crow landed on the corpse, a cat meowing that seemed particularly miserable in the night came from the side. Before the crow could fly again, he saw a black man whose body was completely black, with only a pair of eyes shining with a miserable green light.

The cat pounced over with lightning speed and pinned the crow under its paws.

Then came the crow's screams, and was torn into pieces by the black cat in a few seconds.

After having a full meal, the black cat flicked its tail and jumped onto a tree. After a few ups and downs, it reached the entrance of the cave guarded by two people, and then jumped down.

Zhang Taiping and the others in the **** mausoleum are still immersed in lingering fears and the situation. Now they don’t need to be reminded. The remaining people all understand that these treasures are poisonous, and one can melt people in a short time.

Dropped poison.

Such a large amount of treasures is very tempting when placed in front of you. It is very tempting. If everyone here is divided equally, it will be enough for everyone to live a luxurious life. However, these treasures are life-threatening things. If you touch them, you will die. Even if you are greedy, you will die.

He moved, but he could only watch helplessly without daring to make any rash move.

No one dared to step into this room again, they all stood outside and looked at each other.

The old farmer said: "What should we do now?"

The others didn't have any good ideas, so they all remained silent.

Finally, the boss turned his eyes to Zhang Taiping and asked: "I wonder what Mr. Marshal's idea is?" This is the last house, and the escape route is blocked. If we can't find a way here, everyone will have to be trapped.

They are waiting to be buried here. "Mr. Marshal, maybe you can find a way out?" The boss has already thought about getting out. Although these treasures are tempting, they must be taken out with life to be considered treasures. If everyone dies, no matter how many people die,

Treasures are also things left behind, they all belong to others.

Zhang Taiping said: "The way out is probably in this room." With the help of space, he had found a secret door, hidden behind the innermost weapons shelf, but he did not say it directly.

"In this room?" Poppy Flower no longer had the sweet words and deeds before, and said with a somewhat ugly face, "Can I still enter this room?"

Zhang Taiping glanced at her and said, "Yes."

Several other people asked with excited expressions: "How do you say this?"

Zhang Taiping said: "There is no poison on the ground. As long as you don't touch those brightly colored treasures, you will be fine."

"How do you know there's no poison on the ground?" Poppy Flower asked. She didn't just want to make trouble for Taiping, but she wanted to ask clearly out of caution and cherishing her own life.

Zhang Taiping smiled and shook his head and said, "It's up to you whether you believe it or not." He didn't explain much.

Xing Rushui smiled teasingly at the poppy flower and said, "Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway." After saying that, he followed Zhang Taiping and walked into the room.

Wang Gui didn't say much and followed the two of them.

The other people did not follow immediately. They still wanted to let the three of them go in first to give it a try. They all walked to the door and stared at the three of them. However, after the three of them entered, under the leadership of Zhang Taiping, they walked into the room.

I looked around inside, but for a few minutes I didn't see the same situation as the young man before.

Zhang Taiping was looking at the furnishings inside and the weapons on the weapon shelves. Xing Rushui knew that his man had already made up his mind, and he was just pretending. Only Wang Gui was really looking for an exit.

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ps: The one behind is coming very menacingly and may have his chrysanthemums exploded. Brothers and sisters, please send flowers to protect the old Buddha.