Tomb Robbery: Pangu Immortality Pattern

In the hotel room where he stayed, Innocent was tinkering with an old-fashioned cassette recorder.

"Zizi

——!", "Zila——!",

"Boom-rumbling——!

" "What kind of is this?" Listening to the noise of electricity coming from the cassette recorder and the explosion that was very similar to thunder, Pan Yu's brows furrowed slightly.

"Shhhh——!h

"Knock knock ——!

" "Deler, naively, you close this thing, it is estimated that the hotel service staff has come to the door again." Hearing what the

fat man said, he reluctantly turned off the tape recorder, and after the fat man sent the service staff away, the innocent wanted to open it again but was stopped by Pan Yu.

"Don't fix this thing, I want to hear it when I go back to Hangzhou tomorrow.

Looking at the three people who were watching him, he nodded unwillingly, and the next morning, the four of them had dinner early in the morning, and drove the small truck that Hou Liang had found, carrying Yang Daguang's corpse and other miscellaneous things, all the way to Hangzhou.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, the four of them arrived at Wushanju, and after moving all the things in, it was already about five o'clock.

"Boom-rumble——!"

Listening to the continuous thunder in the innocent room, the three of them shook their heads helplessly.

"Crazy, really crazy, I've been back for so long, I know that I can't eat when I listen to the thunder.

As he spoke, the fat man shook his head and put the innocent duck leg into his mouth.

"It's not going to go on like this. Pan Yu muttered, pushed open the door, and dragged the innocent who had fallen into the thunder and couldn't extricate himself out of the room.

Time flew by, and one afternoon two months later, the innocent man rushed out of the room, startling the fat man who was barbeconging.

"Innocent, what's wrong?"

The fat man couldn't help but swallow his saliva as he looked at the innocence of swallowing meat and drinking a sip of juice from time to time.

"I guess I'm hungry, I eat two meals a day, and I can't stand it if I leave it for a long time.

As if he heard what Pan Yu said, Wuxian grabbed a handful of meat skewers and came to the two: "Yang Daguang is a fucking madman, and the tapes are full of all kinds of thunder, various frequencies and sounds, many of which are accompanied by the sound of huge rainstorms. Most of the thunder on the tapes is at the level of a thunderstorm. "

Uh... What if this is his personal little fetish?" Hearing

what the fat man said, he rolled his eyes innocently, grabbed the juice handed over by Zhang Qiling, drank it in one gulp, and then burped with satisfaction.

"Based on the date marked on the tape, I checked the thunderstorm weather of that year and came to a conclusion that Yang Daguang was chasing the thunderstorm that year. "

Running after Lei?" he belongs to Lei Gong

?" Hearing what the fat man said, Pan Yu glanced at the fat man: "Don't interrupt, are there any other clues?" "

Yes, you come to see this photo." As he spoke, Wuxian took out the photo given by Jin Wantang again.

"Do you see what I said right, the third uncle, Aunt Wen Jin, and Yang Daguang are in the same mountain, is there a problem?"

Hearing the innocent question, several people shook their heads.

"In the mountains, third uncle, Aunt Wenjin, what will you think?"

"There is a tomb in the mountain!" Hearing the fat man's answer, Wuxian nodded.

"I have checked this machine on Yang Daguang's body, it is the first generation of tape recorders, but why did the third uncle bring them with them when they went

to the tomb?" "Could it be that Yang Daguang is a master and can listen to the voice of the tomb?"

"Eh! I think it's possible!"

Hearing what Pan Yu said, the fat man hurriedly echoed.

Eventually, after a five-minute debate between several people, the debate ended with the temptation of barbecue and wine.

The next morning, Pan Yu Xi opened his eyes habitually, but he never heard the annoying thunder in his ears again.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at the sleepy-eyed A-Ning, Pan Yu shook his head, turned around and walked out of the door.

As soon as I went out to the rain, I found Wuxian wearing loose clothes and playing Tai Chi in the yard: "This is the sun coming out in the west?

"There was a finishing touch. Innocent slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"Boom-boom——!"

However, just as the two were talking, a thunderclap in the clear sky made Wuxian a little stunned, and then rolling thunder fell with a downpour.

"Why are you stunned, hiding from the rain!" Under

the eaves, looking at the innocent with a somewhat sluggish expression, Pan Yu only felt a little funny, obviously said that he didn't listen to thunder, but the next second he was so engrossed.

"Da Da Da ——!"

Looking at the innocent who hurriedly ran back to the room, Pan Yu chuckled and shook his head, and walked towards the kitchen, it seems that today's breakfast can only be self-reliant.

However, before Pan Yu could go far, listening to the sound of explosion and thunder ringing in his ears again, Pan Yu looked at the innocent room suspiciously, and whispered softly: "It's wasted..."

"Squeak——!

" "What are you doing naïve?"

The shirtless fat man walked out of the room rubbing his sleepy eyes.

"I don't know, fat man, you look at him, I'll go get something to eat. "

... ...

The heavy rain came and went quickly, and the sky was already clear just after Panyu and a few people had breakfast.

"Come with me.

Looking at the innocence who turned around and left after speaking, Pan Yu, Fat Man, and Zhang Qiling silently followed.

"Boom-boom——!" "Boom-boom

——!

" "Innocent, what do you want to tell us, just say it, I've been listening to this audio for half an hour, and the fat man really didn't hear anything." Extinguishing the cigarette butt, the fat man rubbed his hair in pain.

Hearing what the fat man said, Wuxian looked at Pan Yu and Zhang Qiling: "You also think this is

the same audio clip?" Although there are slight differences, it can be generally regarded as the same audio.

Hearing what Pan Yu said, Wuxian took a deep breath of smoke: "Huh ——!

" "These are two audios, recorded by Yang Daguang and me, but why, the two audios that have been separated for so long are so similar?" "

Is it possible that this kind of thunder appeared in Yang Daguang during that time period, and now it appears again

?" "Is this possible?" Thunder is irregular, if you say this, is Lei Gong playing his own thunder on a loop all the time?"

"Okay, don't make any noise, since you can't find any clues from the sound, let's go to the source and take a look." "

Where is the source?"

Hearing the fat man's question, Wuxian put his eyes on Yang Daguang's ID card.