"Xiao'er, dare to do it with Lao Tzu, I won't kill you!"

Shi Fatzi got up, made up for Zang Zhiqiang's body, and then grinned and hummed.

He really killed a thousand enemies and lost eight hundred at this time, and Zang Zhiqiang was even more miserable by his heavy human artillery, crooked at the root of the wall, only rolling his eyes and foaming at the mouth.

I pulled the fat man away and stepped forward to inspect Zang Zhiqiang's injury, fortunately he reacted quickly and jumped up half a section in time, if he was completely pressed down by the fat man's weight of nearly three hundred catties, I am afraid that I will really go to see the king of Hades at this time.

I've always had a problem, that is, it's extremely difficult to turn things around. Although Zang Zhiqiang said that this is the tomb of the living dead, I am not familiar with the tomb, and I am even more reluctant to cooperate with people like Zang Zhiqiang, so I want to leave when I see that he is fine.

I was about to get up, Zang Zhiqiang suddenly grabbed my clothes, coughed violently, wiped the corners of his mouth hard, and reluctantly said:

"Don't blame me for being a villain, even my own brothers can't be relied on...... Ahem...... I did this just to buy insurance for myself, and I don't think I'm at fault. You can go to someone else, but I promise that if it's profitable, they'll betray you anytime and anywhere. ”

I would have said that I would not pay any more attention to him, but his words pierced my heart.

There is an old saying that 'one person does not enter the temple, two people do not look at the well, and three people do not carry the tree', to the effect that if one person enters the temple, if there is any property lost in the temple, it is difficult to escape suspicion;

If one of them intentionally harms the well, or one of them stumbles and falls, the former is unjustly wronged, and the latter is the other person who is speechless and cannot escape the suspicion of harm;

The so-called three people do not carry the tree, which means that when the three people work together to carry the tree, if two of them have the intention of harming the other, only the person in the middle secretly moves to the rear. In this way, the weight is invisibly exerted on the person in front of him, injuring the six intestines, getting blood, and there is nowhere to reason.

At first, when I heard the old man say this, I didn't think so, but as my experience grew, I felt more and more that people's hearts were more sinister than tigers and leopards.

Since ancient times, tomb robbers have mostly been accompanied by fathers and sons, and it must be the son who fights, and the father responds on it.

The reason is that the tomb robbery is the work of the white wolf with empty gloves, if the valuable artifact is stolen, the person who responds is very likely to forget the righteousness after getting the artifact, and the person who fights will be blocked at the bottom. If it's a son on it, it's possible to have bad intentions......

Therefore, 'father and son accompany each other, and father and son go down' is an unwritten rule in tomb robbing.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh secretly, Zang Zhiqiang was right, even if I found other tomb robbers to cooperate, most of them would only increase more unknown risks.

I'm really thinking about being blind at this point, although this thing is not a tomb robber, but he is proficient in feng shui, if he is here, I will never be so helpless.

It's just that I made people happy, but I was looking for the tomb of the living dead to save this goods......

I pulled Zang Zhiqiang up, and just as I was about to say something, Sang Lan suddenly said, "Look, there seems to be something inside the wall!" ”

When I looked up, I saw that at the corner of the stairs, on the wall that Zang Zhiqiang had just hit, the wall skin was peeling off, although the area was not large, but a very bright color was revealed under the wall skin.

"There's another layer under the wall?"

As the fat man said in his mouth, he was about to reach out and peel the skin of the wall.

"Don't touch ......," Zang Zhiqiang said busily, but he couldn't help coughing.

"What? Still want to do something with Lao Tzu? Shi Fatzi turned his head and glared.

I hurriedly pulled him and told him not to mess around, and to wait for Zang Zhiqiang to slow down and ask about the situation.

Zang Zhiqiang was not lightly pressed by the fat man at that time, and he had been abused in a mental hospital before, and his body was not as good as before, so he coughed up two mouthfuls of blood.

He reluctantly recovered, wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, turned around, and handed me the coffin.

I said, "It's yours, and now it's back to its owner." As for your head, I really can't help you out right now, but I promise that I'll find a way for you later. ”

I'm telling the truth, I don't know anything about the head lowering technique, whether I can relieve him or not, Jinghai has to say.

Speaking of Jinghai, why didn't the old monk move......

Zang Zhiqiang took a deep look at me, put the soul coffin into the treasure bag on his waist, looked at the cracked wall for a while, and said slowly: "I said earlier that this is the tomb you want me to find, and I can't be 100% sure. Right now...... I think if I just have to see what's under the skin of this wall, I'll be sure ......."

His movements were far faster than he spoke, and when he said this, he had already taken out a porcelain bottle from his treasure bag, glared back at Shi Fatzi, turned his gaze to me and said, "This is Cihang tears, fortunately they were not crushed." This thing not only smells rushed, but if someone with insufficient willpower smelled it, it was likely to produce hallucinations. You'd better plug your nose and be prepared. ”

As he spoke, he took out a dark yellow piece from his treasure bag, put it under his nose and sniffed it vigorously.

I don't know what he meant by Cihang tears, but I could smell the dark yellow thing based on the smell that was the Northern Emperor Xuanzhu, that is, saltpeter.

I know that saltpeter has a sobering effect, so most grave robbers carry it with them.

Seeing that Zang Zhiqiang only smelled it, he put away the saltpeter, because of the conflict just now, he didn't want to ask him for it. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and took out the 'stone' he found from the medicine bag that the fourth aunt gave to Sun Tuzi's mother.

I first put the 'stone' on the tip of my nose and sniffed it vigorously, pressed it against my eyebrows, twisted it twice, and then handed the 'stone' to Sang Lan and asked her to do as I did.

When I turned around, I saw Zang Zhiqiang staring at me with a very resentful look.

"What do you want to do?" I asked, puzzled, and at the same time raised a little vigilance.

Zang Zhiqiang and I looked at each other for a while, and our eyes gradually became a little indescribable.

He lowered his eyelids, as if thinking about something, and suddenly took out the saltpeter again and handed it to Shi Fatzi.

The fat man didn't talk nonsense, so he took it and sniffed it, "me...... What the fuck is this, it's too rushed! ”

Before he finished speaking, he was snatched back by Zang Zhiqiang.

Zang Zhiqiang put the saltpeter back into the treasure bag, looked at me deeply again, turned his head, faced the cracked wall, and pulled the cork of the porcelain bottle.

I wondered why he looked at me like that, but as soon as I uncorked the bottle, I immediately smelled an indescribable strange smell.

The smell was extremely fishy, but there was a faint hint of sweetness in the fishy smell......