After the life-and-death decision just now, I was in a state of confusion and all kinds of thoughts were mixed together.
Instead of getting better, the situation is now getting worse.
Although I have never met him, I was deeply impressed by Guo Laizi's acting style.
He is old-fashioned, decisive, and knows how to be patient.
He is much more difficult to deal with than Bing Datou.
In order to stabilize the situation, I forced myself to calm down and asked him casually: "Put those two bastards back, are you not afraid?"
"I have nothing to be afraid of.
They are not that smart, and they are not that stupid.
This job is different from what we promised before."
He played with the dagger and glanced at the corpse on the ground.
"Back then, the soldiers were carrying pots everywhere.
When he got together, he only said that there was an ancient tomb with rich treasures in the desert.
He said nothing about the identity of the owner of the tomb, and asked about the source of the information.
Just keep silent.
The project has been going on for a little while, and the more I look at it, the more something is wrong.
Damn it, I hate doing business behind the scenes."
He put away the dagger and sat down.
On the corpse, "As people get older, their legs and feet become softer, and their hearts become softer.
If it weren't for your kid's trouble, I, Lao Guo, might not be able to see the sun tomorrow."
Now that the words have been spoken, I have nothing to worry about.
Frankly speaking, this trip is to seek medicine and save people.
As for the cultural relics and historic sites in the ancient city, I have no interest at all.
"You have a bloody spirit, and you have nothing to say as friends."
Guo Laizi laughed, "If Lao Guo had a brother like you, it would be worth dying.
In this way, don't say that I treated you badly, after the thing is done, you will also have a share.
Yes.
Everyone will make a fortune."
I originally planned to cut off the relationship, but who knew that in just a few words, he added a few of us into his team, leaving no chance for rejection at all.
I finally understood the meaning of Teacher Sha’s words.
Guo Laizi is indeed enough for me to drink a big pot.
Teacher Sha didn't think the chaos was enough, so he interrupted and said: "Comrade Xiao Hu has traveled thousands of miles to the Green Sea Base, determined to win.
It seems that he has put a lot of effort into the ancient city of Zhenku and has studied it thoroughly.
I am stupid in nature, poor in studies, and some place, hope you can give me some advice.”
I was so upset by him, and knowing that he was still thinking about retaliation, I had no choice but to push him back softly or hard: "You are a rough guy, but Teacher Bisha, you are a top expert.
I just saw you in front of the mural.
I think there must be a lot of knowledge here."
Mentioning the paintings on the wall, a vague smile appeared on Teacher Sha's face.
At this time, his two students promptly turned on the searchlights they always carried, and stood in front of the mural, one on the left and the other on the right.
After meticulous care, the lime had long been cleared away, leaving half an inch of white flour on the ground.
I looked around and couldn't help but wonder where the people who were cleaning the walls were.
But Teacher Sha had already stood up and walked to the mural.
Out of curiosity, I couldn't wait to look for the items enshrined on the top of the altar.
Unexpectedly, the painting style of the stone pillars that broke through the clouds suddenly changed, which was completely opposite to the peaceful and solemn sacrificial style.
The pillars were painted with various evil spirits with teeth and claws, and pale human skulls floated in the air, surrounding the altar, rising slowly.
Going up the stone pillars, we finally saw the niche cage hidden at the top of the wall, which contained the amphorae we had been looking for for a long time.
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I thought to myself that something big was going on, so I quickly looked away and pretended to observe other parts of the mural.
The fat man and I came in a hurry.
At that time, we only saw a fragment of the Xuanfa monk kneeling and chanting sutras.
Now the scroll of hundreds of square meters was displayed in front of us.
For a while, we were overwhelmed and didn't know where to start.
Guo Zizi, who is considered a semi-connoisseur, looked at the wall and said: "Without the protective layer, these murals will rot and peel off in half a month at most.
It's a pity that the murals are too large.
Otherwise, if you take them out, you can at least get your money back."
"Zhenku City is prosperous and destroyed by a grain of sand.
Do you know that Zhenku City is a city of glory and sand that has been passed down from mouth to mouth.
Here, a god was born."
Teacher Sha described it attentively. painting on the wall.
He held the searchlight in his arms and stared directly at the group of pictures at the top of the left corner.
There are shining grains of sand in the painting, as well as countless people kneeling in worship.
Some of them are in ragged clothes, some are jeweled, some have fat bellies and round waists, and some are skinny.
Everyone had an expression of awe, kneeling in front of a grain of sand that was so small that it was almost non-existent.
The atmosphere was indescribably weird.
I always have reservations about the theory of ghosts and gods.
It is true that it is not uncommon for ghosts to hit walls and see ghosts.
But to talk to me about gods so suddenly is too damn idealistic.
I looked at Teacher Sha suspiciously, and was shocked by the fanatical light in his eyes.
I always felt that he had gone crazy, was in a severe advanced stage, and could not be saved.
Following his colorful explanation, I had a general understanding of the story depicted in the picture.
Historically, there have been twenty-four great migrations in Zhenku City.
The reason for each migration is related to the earth's veins, which are the gravel in the picture.
This habit is similar to that of the nomads who chase the water and the seasons.
The only difference is that what the Zhenku people are looking for is not a gift from nature, but a grain of sand rendered in deified colors.
I personally have reservations about this.
Although the rise and fall of many cities in Chinese history are inextricably and inexplicably related to Feng Shui leylines, I have never heard of cities that moved and changed so frequently.
This almost pathological obsession can only be explained by faith and worship.
"The town library we are in is the last one in the history of Jingjue, and it is also the longest one."
Teacher Sha came back to his senses, and his tone became much more normal, "What you are talking about is probably what the people in the town library have been pursuing for many years.
The gravel.
I advise you not to have any hope.
Do you know why this place is deserted?
The sand springs are withered and abandoned."
I was dumbfounded and couldn't help but argue: "Artistic creation often contains elements of exaggeration and exaggeration.
The gravel in your mouth is similar to a spiritual pursuit.
The people of Guzhenku regard it as a miracle and have been pursuing it for generations.
The fact that gravel is peaceful and stable does not mean that it has the ability to transform itself.
Decay becomes a magical power.
Before coming, I studied some historical materials, and after coming in, I also saw many examples.
The decline of Zhenku City is closely related to over-exploitation and river diversion.
It is by no means the so-called divine punishment.
It’s so ridiculous that you are still a teacher.”
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"Comrade Xiao Hu, do you have faith?"
Teacher Sha pushed up his glasses and looked at me seriously, "Maybe you don't, but they do.
In the eyes of the people in Zhenku, your statement is extremely ridiculous.
As the saying goes, you are a guest.
Whatever you want, if you can't respect them and understand them, then why are you staying?"
"Chairman Mao is my belief."
I criticized Teacher Sha's remarks without hesitation, "It always has been and will always be."
Teacher Sha looked at me with pity, turned his back and stopped talking.
Guo Laizi was confused.
He clapped his hands, squinted his eyes and said, "It's useless to make noises like this.
If you can use it for food and books, you'll just read it like a dog.
You can't take this painting with you.
No matter how carefully you study it, it's all nonsense." .
When those two bastards come back, we will prepare to go to the underground palace.
All good things are waiting there.
Whether we can honor our ancestors this time depends on the next step."
While talking, Zhong Quan and San Gou walked out happily.
"Mr.
Guo, we've packed it up.
No one has escaped.
They're all down.
Come and have a look."
They were covered in blood and spoke with breath.
I strode towards the place where Fatty and the others were hiding, both of them intact.
When the fat man saw me, he almost jumped up: "There's internal strife outside.
It's a great opportunity.
Let's go quickly."
I smiled bitterly and said: "We have been exposed a long time ago, and now we are tied to a rope with them.
Don't reveal our secrets later, they don't know our details yet."
The fat man didn't ask further questions.
He was probably thinking about it in his mind.
There was no time to explain in detail, and other people filed in.
Cripple Guo walked up to the Buddha statue and greeted the fat man and the unconscious Lao Cai vaguely.
Teacher Sha and his group walked straight to the entrance of the underground palace without even looking.
Sangou was busy claiming credit, pointing to the corpse on the ground and said: "Master Guo, please check and accept it.
All Bing Datou's best friends are here."
Guo Laizi nodded, squatted next to Teacher Sha, and couldn't wait to ask about the auspicious time to enter the underground palace.
The fat man bowed to me and said, "Why did you let a sour scholar take away the basic business?"
I said, "You are so arrogant, and now I am afraid that thieves will miss you."
The fat man looked at the group of tomb robbers, and on the pretext of checking Lao Cai's condition, he pulled me in.
Chatting on the side.
"There is a huge disparity between us and the enemy.
We are equally powerful.
Commander Hu, please think carefully.
We really don't need a strategic retreat."
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"Comrade Wang Kaixuan, the war is tense and the lives of our compatriots are at stake.
At this time, we should not consider personal gains and losses and rush forward.
The darkness before dawn is often the scariest and most fragile."
I briefly introduced the events that happened in the hall.
The fat man knew something in his mind and looked much more relaxed.
"Then what should Lao Chuai do?
He looks like this.
He definitely can't be taken down there."
"According to our original plan, he stayed where he was.
We went down with Guo Laizi and evacuated immediately after finding something.
The longer the delay, the worse it is for us.
Be mentally prepared, we may have to use the knife at any time after we go down."
Guo Laizi once asked me about his background, but I remained tight-lipped, and I never mentioned the existence of Shiry Yang.
He has suspicions in his heart and will not fall out easily until he knows the details about us.
However, there are many variables in the underground world, and you must always be wary of this group of murderous murderers.
I wanted to try my best to gain as much time as possible to discuss the plan with the fat man in detail.
Unexpectedly, in the middle of the conversation, my back suddenly felt cold.
I turned around and found the male student named Xiaosi hiding in the shadows with two bright eyes. , staring at the two of us without any scruples.
Needless to say, it was Teacher Sha who arranged for the follow-up.
He looked attentive, and when he saw me turning around, he was so frightened that he stuck out his tongue, and hurried to Lao Sha's side, pretending as if nothing had happened.
Teacher Sha held a half-worn manuscript in his hand.
When the incident was exposed, he didn't feel any blush at all.
He actually nodded and smiled at us calmly.
I remembered the topic we were halfway discussing, so I got up and walked towards him.
Teacher Sha handed the scroll to the student next to him, stood up, and looked at him: "Now that you two have finished chatting, let's go on our way.
Don't keep the others waiting for too long."
Only then did I notice that Guo Laizi had already brought his Two new henchmen disappeared.
Hey, this old guy really wants money rather than his life, so he actually took the lead.
There were people exploring the way ahead, so I had no reason to stop them.
After saying "hehe" to him a few times, he ducked into the tunnel.
The entrance to the underground palace was originally sealed with green mud mixed with tree roots and weeds, and the top and four walls of the brick road were covered with extremely flammable animal fat.
I inadvertently got the ointment all over my hands and hurriedly rubbed it on my clothes.
I couldn't help but feel scared.
In order to save batteries, I originally planned to bring a torch down, but I had to give up because I couldn't find suitable wood.
The fat man followed me and sighed, "It's a shame I didn't bring an open flame, otherwise my brothers would have suffered a huge loss."
"It seems that the people of Zhenku were ready to be destroyed when they closed the temple.
In ancient times, there was no other lighting equipment.
Assuming that the intruder opened the entrance to the underground palace, the next step can be imagined
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