Tomb Robber: I am Hu Bayi’s cousin

Hu Ming didn't show the slightest interest in these things that he had known for a long time. He still looked at the ring marks with a slight frown.

Suddenly, Hu Ming pointed his fingers like a knife. Under the astonished eyes of several people, he used his two-finger cave-exploring technique. With lightning speed, he aimed at the center of the ring and stabbed it hard!

Click~!!.

There was a crisp sound of the board breaking, and Hu Ming's two fingers easily penetrated the coffin, opening a small, secret space.

This is a square space of about three inches.

Lying quietly inside was a small, exquisite and simple square seal.

Seeing this unusually familiar small ancient seal, Hu Ming's eyes immediately straightened. He took out the little thing in disbelief and looked at it carefully.

Simple and vicissitudes of life, the ancient seal is engraved with two rows of eight small ancient seal characters - God's blessing, there are no taboos!!!

This thing is clearly the hair mound mark hanging on Hu Ming's chest!

Subconsciously, Hu Ming covered his chest to confirm whether his hair mound mark was still there.

"The Zhang family is like a dog, and the Faqiu Tianguan is like a dog. Sure enough, history is always written by people. You have to believe it, and you can't believe it completely. Anyone who believes it completely is a fool!"

Hu Ming smiled expressionlessly, he probably understood.

The Faqiu Seal had already been destroyed by the Guanshan lineage during the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty?

fart!

To put it bluntly, Hu Ming even believed that the Zhang family was one of the origins of China's ancient back-fighting industry!

The Zhang family was good at stargazing, looking for dragons, and exploring caves with two fingers for generations. Isn’t this the standard equipment of Faqiu Tianguan?

Is it not difficult to understand that the orthodox Faqiu seal may have been controlled by the Zhang family after a certain era?

As for the one that was destroyed in the Guanshan line.

In the Ming Dynasty, when the Zhang family was still weak, was it difficult to treat the mere Guanshan Feng family like a monkey?

With the background of the Zhang family, is it difficult to create a Faqiu seal that can be faked? And is that really all that Faqiu seal has? What happened to the two seals of yin and yang?

Holding the Faqiu Seal with one hand and avoiding the gazes of several people, Hu Ming simply put it into his portable space without any intention of revealing this true history to anyone.

In any case, the Faqiu Seal obtained from the system at the beginning was genuine, and that was enough.

As for the second authentic hair-chiu seal, Hu Ming hadn't figured out how to deal with it for a while.

After a while, Hu Ming and others slowly walked out of Zhang Ruitong's mourning hall.

As always, Fatty doesn't care that Zhang Ruitong is Zhang Qishan's grandfather. After all, Fatty is not from the Nine Sects and has no relationship with Zhang Qishan at all, right?

All the precious funerary objects under Zhang Ruitong's body went into the fat man's pocket.

At this time, the four of them were cautiously exploring the depths of this layer.

The looming, intermittent and strange footsteps sounded more and more frequently.

Even if Hu Ming didn't remind them, Wu Xie and the other two people subconsciously began to be vigilant. There was a huge danger that was approaching.

Deep in the corridor on this floor, the footprints followed by Hu Ming and the others suddenly stopped, and there was no trace of any human beings in front of them.

Hu Ming turned the light upward.

Sure enough, someone violently smashed a crack in the ceiling!

"Is it up there?"

Xiaohua looked at the dark cracks and murmured.

"Well, that's where the sound comes from."

Hu Ming nodded slightly, plucked onions from a dry land, stood up from the ground, jumped half of his body and rushed into the crack more than three meters high.

"Hugh~"

With the power of Night Eyes, Hu Ming could see clearly the situation above the crack without even needing the illumination of a light, and whistled slightly frivolously.

The top floor is actually not a standard floor in an ancient building, but a special storage space similar to a secret room.

It is estimated to be about thirty square meters, and the surrounding shelves are filled with countless precious calligraphy and paintings.

Obviously, the Zhang family knew how overbearing the final defense measures of their ancient building were, and they were reluctant to have these precious things damaged, so they specially built such a closed secret room to store these things.

And Huo Xiangu had long known the final defense measures of the Zhang Family Ancient Building, and had tried her best to get the architectural drawings of Xiang Lei in order to find such a safe place to save lives.

But

In the large space, the ground was covered with corpses.

Huo Xiangu's withered body lay quietly in a circle of people. The snow-white skin that was originally the standard for women of the Huo family was now covered with a layer of gray.

The corpse spots unique to the dead have already covered the body, which really can't be said to be aesthetically pleasing.

It seemed that these people had been lingering here for a long time. Even through the gas mask, Hu Ming could still clearly smell the smell of feces and urine.

It sounds disgusting, but it is true. If you look closely, you will see that the clothes on the lower bodies of these dead people are already dirty and messy, making it difficult to see.

Even Huo Xiangu is no exception.

What makes people feel most heartbroken is that all of these people have shriveled faces and bleeding from their seven orifices. Countless dark red blood stains gathered along the seven orifices and gathered at the soles of their feet, leaving behind dark red dried blood stains.

Coupled with the horrifying and desperate expressions on the dead people's faces, this place is simply a hell on earth.

Turning over and coming to the top, Hu Ming gestured to Wu Xie and the others below, took off his gas mask, and without being too dirty, sat down next to the "corpse" sitting cross-legged alone.

This is little brother.

"Tsk, if it weren't for my amazingly sharp five senses and my hearing that surpasses that of ordinary people, I would have really thought that you were really dead here."

Hu Ming lit a cigarette, patted the motionless body of the young man, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and teased.

The young man didn't react at all, motionless, as if he was really like a corpse.

But Hu Ming keenly discovered that the young man's chest would tremble slightly every few seconds, and the sound of breathing could be heard in his ears at the same time.

Looking closely, the young man had a pair of exquisite silver bracelets on his wrists.

In the darkness, the pair of silver bracelets were faintly emitting a faint and strange halo, which rose and fell with the long breathing of the little brother.

"You really came... You shouldn't have come in."

"Hurry up. Time is... It's too late..."

"It's been fed. It's awake."

Just as Wu Xie and the other two climbed up the ladder, the light filled the dark room, and the little brother's eyelids trembled slightly, and his dry lips moved.

The little brother's voice was so weak that no one except Hu Ming could hear it.