Chapter 662: Mysterious White Shadow (Page 1/1)

"How sure are you?" Ma Chengfeng asked the old horse bandit.

"Sancheng!" The man replied with a solemn expression, as if Dong Cunrui was carrying a bag of explosives.

"You all stand back, I'll accompany him, let's do it! I believe you! Ma Chengfeng patted the old horse bandit on the shoulder and said.

These methods of destroying the tomb door with external forces have always been the work of the Jieling wrestlers. Jieling Lux is the only tomb robber who is still active in the rivers and lakes. Although their methods of robbing tombs are extremely crude, they are not as good as moving mountains, touching gold and skill, and they don't even have any craftsmanship at all, but just by relying on the hearts of others, they are not comparable to the other three Tufuzi.

The Xieling Lux has a long history, the Qin and Han dynasties are the most rampant, and the ancestor of his worship is Xiang Yu. Xiang Yu, pull out the mountains and rivers to cover the world, and the courage of the horseman. Therefore, his followers also worship these reckless powers. Idle for the people, gathering for thieves, as few as dozens of people, as many as thousands. There are three religions and nine streams in society, and some of them specialize in playing explosives.

But people don't want to be famous, and I've never heard of a gang of tomb robbers who have explosives experts. It is said that in the Qingming Dynasty, the two generations of the Xieling Lux and the mountain movers walked very closely, and the mountain movers were good at using saltpeter and sulfur and other medicinal stones to make explosives, so they passed on this craft to them. Until the time of the Republic of China, this blasting technology that specializes in blowing up ancient tombs was completely carried forward by the Xieling Lux Shi, and the most famous case is the tomb of Cixi Lafayette.

Cixi's mausoleum was stolen by the warlord Sun Dianying, and everyone in the world knows it. But few people mentioned that Sun Dianying had a group of professional tomb robbers under his hands, including Jieling Lux. If there was no help from the unloading wrestlers, I am afraid that Sun Dianying would not have been able to get the wealth of the rich country.

It's also a coincidence, the horse bandit in front of him who is drumming up saltpeter explosives is the grandson who was an adjutant under Sun Dianying back then, although he didn't dare to pat his chest to ensure that he had the blasting method of Xieling Lux, but he learned seven or eight points from his ancestors.

"Everyone, take it easy, it's not a big problem, of course, if you use explosives, there are more or less risks, but I will try to reduce the risk as much as possible, everyone retreat, Brother Feng retreat." The old beard shouted one by one, in fact, everyone was in their fifties.

Everyone hid behind the boulder, only to hear a loud bang in front of them, and suddenly, the tomb was dusty and debris scattered.

When the dust settled, everyone poked their heads out and took a look, and the two bronze doors as tall and heavy as the Nantian Gate had collapsed. The old bearded man who played with the blast probably felt that he had made a great achievement, and was about to run over to Ma Chengfeng to ask for merit, when he suddenly saw a white shadow in the tomb door rushing towards him.

"Old Xia! Watch out!!!! Ma Chengfeng had the heart to save him, but because of the injury on his back, he couldn't perform a thousand miles and a night trip, so he could only shout to remind him.

The speed of the white shadow was extremely fast, and before Ma Chengfeng's words fell, he had already rushed to the position behind Lao Xia. Lao Xia was only more than twenty meters away from the boulder where his companions were hiding at this time, and he felt a small yin wind blowing directly on the back of his neck. He jerked his head back, and suddenly saw a miserable white human face staring at him.

There are two reactions when people are overly frightened, one is to scream, and the other is to faint directly. This old Xia ancestor followed Sun Dianying to rob the tomb, so naturally he heard a lot of evil things, and he was surprisingly bold. He opened his mouth wide to shout, and on the other hand, he reached out to touch the gun. Unexpectedly, the white shadow passed directly through him so lightly, like a ghost of nothingness......

Lao Xia's expression and movements were fixed on the spot, the hand was already tightly gripping the handle of the gun, one leg was still moving forward, everything was still, and his whole person was as petrified as if he had no intuition. And the white shadow that passed through his body also turned into a yin wind and disappeared without a trace.

"Old Summer !!" A few of his companions grabbed their guns and rushed out to meet him.

"Don't move! Don't go out! Ma Chengfeng shouted and stretched out his hand to block them. He could see it clearly, Lao Xia's pupils had lost the spirit of a living person, and there was no help! The white shadow that had attacked him just now came and went without a trace, and now he didn't know where he had gone, so it would be silly to rush over at this time, in case that thing was still nearby, or if another one rushed out of it.

With a bang, Lao Xia's body lost its balance and fell down heavily, and the layer of dust scattered on the ground was stirred up on him.

Ma Chengfeng took out the flashlight and shook it, only to see that there was a black hole in the ancient tomb, and the torches and flashlights in their hands couldn't see what was hidden inside. Because of the explosives just used, the dust in the burial chamber flew all over the sky, forming a layer of mist. It was quiet behind the fog, if the brother who went in two days ago still had vital signs, hearing this explosion, he would definitely know that a brother had come to save them, and he would definitely call for help.

About another five or six minutes passed, and the surroundings were still quiet, and Lao Xia's body was still unconscious when he fell to the ground. Ma Chengfeng saw that there was nothing unusual in the tomb, so he was the first to walk out. Everyone followed Ma Chengfeng's side once, raised the gun in their hands, and looked around, this time, there was no longer the same oath just now, and they all had palpitations when they saw Lao Xia's death. Lao Xia's expression was always frozen in the moment when he saw the white shadow behind him before he died, his mouth was open, one hand touched the gun, and the other hand pointed forward.

His companions dragged him back with their hands, and when he sniffed, he was already out of breath. Lao Xia had just been dead for less than ten minutes, but his body was already extremely cold, and his skin was also dry and cracked. Streams of pus were slowly spilling down the cracks of his skin, but it wasn't human blood, it was black, and it was slow-moving.

"Don't touch! May be toxic. Ma Chengfeng said as he took out his white gloves. He put on medical white gloves and squeezed twice on the surface of Lao Xia's corpse, and he found that the surface of the corpse was a little dry and hard, but the inside was very soft, as if he had no bones.

"Cheng Feng, what is this doing? We haven't encountered it before, is there a way to deal with it? Xiao Man covered his mouth in surprise and asked him. This is so evil, I didn't even wait to understand what kind of play it was, and just died?

Ma Chengfeng frowned and shook his head and said, it should be a highly poisonous, don't look at the changes on the surface of his corpse, it is not particularly obvious, but the bones in his body have all been dissolved, and these viscous liquids are evidence. I don't know what it is, it seems that this tomb is not trivial, so be careful for a while. I polished all the tricks, and if there was any accident, I would turn around and run, and I didn't have to worry about it.

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