Tomb Robber: I am Hu Bayi’s cousin

"Fuck, this ghost place is indeed the base camp of the Zhang family. What kind of monsters and demons are these?"

After swallowing his saliva, the fat man's eyes suddenly showed a bit of cruelty. He clenched the engineer shovel in his hand, grinned, and followed the almost invisible footprints on the ground to find the way to the third road.

During this period of time, the fat man suffered a lot in this ghost place.

At this time, he finally saw a moving thing that could be used to vent his anger. How could he not be happy?

Hu Ming said that in this ghost place, apart from them, there was only one breath deep in the ancient building.

Obviously, this sudden sound was definitely not a living thing!

"The little fat man has a bad temper..."

Hu Ming laughed and muttered, calling Wu Xie and Xiaohua to go up together.

After all, the upper floor is also a necessary path. No matter what, you can't get around it. Sooner or later, you will have to face that dirty thing.

Before leaving, the fat man, who was a little itchy because of the unknown, borrowed a pistol from Wu Xie, pointed the light at the small box above his head and shot.

Bang!

The fat man's shooting skills were not bad either. He shot one of the boxes above his head and broke the hanging rope.

Hu Ming was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He stepped forward and caught the falling box. With a little force from his five fingers, he crushed the wooden box that looked valuable.

There was a dry palm in the box.

It was the right hand.

Just like the little brother, the index finger and middle finger were extremely long. It was obvious that the owner had a very deep skill of two-finger exploration before his death.

"Yes, this is what you want to see. Do you like it?"

Hu Ming casually threw the dry palm to Wu Xie and teased.

This floor is the "hand grave" of the Zhang family for generations!

The Zhang family has had family rules since ancient times. If a pure-blood member dies outside, the same family must bury the dead body in the ancient building.

At the same time, the right hand of each corpse will be buried separately.

To be honest, Hu Ming couldn't understand what the strange rule of the Zhang family was.

The head of the Zhang family has Qilin blood, and it is easy for something bad to happen when they are away from home, and some unexpected changes will occur. The family members with Qilin blood are brought back to the ancient building to be buried to prevent accidents.

But, cut off the right hand and place it separately?

This is a bit difficult to understand.

".. The thinness of the Zhang family is very unique... Tiannai, you like this one, right?"

The fat man looked at the palm of Wu Xie's hand, smacked his lips repeatedly, and couldn't help but teasing.

"Get lost! You like this one! Yours is also forked, just like this hand, five forks, right? Two long and three broken?"

After staying with the fat man for a long time, Wu Xie's mouth skills are not forgiving.

"You two, forget it now, it's up to you."

"But, even if it's a place like a hand grave, there are too many of them, right?"

"I remember Uncle Ming, you said that the Zhang family moved here for only a few hundred years at most, and then the Zhang family declined during the Republic of China."

"In the end, all the remaining clansmen left here. If you count carefully, the ancient building was sealed for a short period of time, but there are too many right palms here, right?" Xiaohua looked at the two of them chatting about dirty jokes as if no one was around, sighed, and then murmured in confusion.

"You don't think that the Zhang family moved the clan land just to move the living people here, right?"

Hu Ming, who had already found the stairs to the upper floor, turned around and smiled strangely.

"Not just the living? Could it be that they moved the dead clansmen in ancient times here?"

Hearing this, Xiaohua was horrified.

According to Hu Ming, the Zhang family has a history of a thousand years!

How many clansmen have died in the past thousand years, who can count?

So, in this drum tower

"Damn it, this tiny ancient building is full of corpses?"

"Have the Zhang family gone crazy? Eating, drinking, defecating and urinating on countless corpses for years and months, this is more terrifying than settling down next to a mass grave!"

"A normal person who grows up in such a ghost place will become a ghost!"

Fatty and Wu Xie immediately gasped and froze in place as they followed Hu Ming up the stairs.

For a moment, everyone only felt a gust of cold wind, as if an unknown existence was blowing cold air behind them.

What's more worrying is that, as if it was in line with the scene, the footsteps on the upper floor, which were originally getting louder and louder, suddenly disappeared when several people climbed the stairs.

"Logically speaking, the Zhang family has used all their strength to move their clan land for thousands of years, looking for dragon points, absorbing the dragon veins and feng shui to nurture a terrifying existence. In this special environment, there is no possibility that other dirty things can be nurtured in the ancient building."

"But this footstep is a bit interesting. Did the little brother accidentally destroy some feng shui structure?"

Hu Ming ignored the three people behind him and continued to climb the building slowly, muttering in his mouth.

Inadvertently, Hu Ming has revealed a shocking thousand-year plan of the Zhang family.

"..Using thousands of years of time and energy to continuously absorb the dragon veins and feng shui to nurture a terrifying thing."

Wu Xie's mouth twitched fiercely, and his face under the gas mask was extremely ugly. He subconsciously repeated what Hu Ming said in a low voice.

"Damn, I always feel that this operation is not likely to be dangerous. After that bastard Menyouping goes back, Fatty will definitely let Menyouping return!"

The fat man grinned, tightening the shovel in his hand.

Having come this far, it would be too embarrassing to give up and return.

"..."

Xiaohua silently looked at Wu Xie, who was frightened but continued to move forward unswervingly. She sighed helplessly and finally did not say that she would give up.

Going up one level, a lot of wooden fences were seen at once - it seemed that this level had finally become normal.

But everyone knew that there must be dangers that they had not yet noticed on this level. They were alert, their muscles tensed, and slowly pushed open the nearest door.