Chapter 122 The Corner of the Iceberg, Conspiracy

Duan Fei thought about it and thought that although this thousand-mile transmission is easy to use, after all, the transmission speed is too slow. If this Skyhawk flew to the United States, how could she recruit it back? How long does it take to rely on thousands of miles of transmission? The incimal sound waves run from China to the United States for about 12 hours, which is too slow.

"Of course, Qianli transmission is good," Duan Fei continued the topic: "But that was in ancient times, the circle of people's life was small, and now the circle of people's life is large. I'm afraid it's not enough to rely on this thousand miles of transmission."

The ancients said thousands of miles, which is a general statement. In terms of the scope of life of the ancients, that is, 100 kilometers. How long does it take for the sound wave to walk 100 kilometers? We might as well calculate that 5 minutes, such communication efficiency is acceptable.

Tang Xiaofeng blinked her eyes, and Duan Fei clearly said that he was trapming her. He wanted to know the higher-level communication method, but he didn't tell you.

"It's getting late. Let's get to business." Tang Xiaofeng's topic changed, and this is the end of the thousand-mile transmission.

Her so-called business is to take Duan Fei to find someone. Zhao Zheng, according to Tang Xiaofeng, this person has been favored by his ancestor, Master Xiao Yuan, and now it's time for him to repay his kindness.

After two days of intense preparation, the operation officially began.

9 p.m., Wang Tomb Mountain.

Zhao Zheng and his three guys moved quite quickly. It only took an hour to dig a tunnel. This is an old underground tunnel. Duan Fei once walked through the bat cave. Compared with that tunnel, this one is purely amateur level, with narrow space and rough workmanship. Not to mention standing upright and leisurely in it. Walking, it is quite difficult to climb in some places. Tang Xiaofeng, a woman who regards dignity as her life, can actually endure this hardship, which shows her filial piety to her master.

Along this underground passage, he climbed forward for more than an hour. The tunnel was dark. Except for Tang Xiaofeng in front of him, it was a rough narrow tunnel. Duan Fei followed the team to crawl in the tunnel. Except for the leader Zhao Zheng and his staff who occasionally said a few words, everyone was silent along the way.

It was not easy to climb to an open place, and everyone found a corner to take a rest first.

"How long will it take?" Tang Xiaofeng's face was full of yellow mud and depressed. Although I was psychologically prepared before I came, I really felt bitter when I came to this point.

"It's not far. Go further and cross this tunnel."

After a short break, everyone continued to climb forward.

"It's here." Zhao Zheng, the leader, gave everyone hope.

This is a large tomb, with one main room and three side rooms. The main room is the largest, with a total of more than 60 square meters. There is a coffin in the center of the main room. The whole main room has a large space. Except for this coffin, no other items have been seen, no funeral objects, and there are no bones for martyrdom.

Everyone went to the side room again to have a look. There are some terracotta warriors in each side room, but the weapons in the hands of these figurors are gone. The three sides are arranged in the center of the main room. This is an uncomplicated tomb structure. The three side rooms are responsible for guarding the owner of the main room, whether it is the main room or the side. In the room, all the valuable things have been scraped away, and there are only a few pottery figurers and a coffin left in the main room. If the coffin hadn't been too big, it would have been moved away.

Duan Fei is not interested in this tomb. What he is interested in is what Tang Xiaofeng wants to do when he comes to this damn place. This woman, who regards beauty more important than life, is willing to endure such a hardship to get into the underground world. There are always some special reasons. Right?

"Uncle Zhao, where is this?" Duan Fei walked around and then returned to the main room to keep an eye on Zhao Zheng.

"This is an ancient tomb, in which lies a Xiongnu prince." Zhao Zheng knocked on the huge coffin and replied.

Whether it's the Huns or the Turks, Duan Fei doesn't care about these problems. What he cares about is that what these things have to do with Master Xiao Yuan?

"Does this have anything to do with the master?" Before Duan Fei could express his doubts, Tang Xiaofeng asked first.

Duan Fei stared at Zhao Zheng. Which song these two oboe actors are going to sing today? Let's see how Zhao Zheng's story is made up first.

"Tang women didn't know anything. At that time, the old hero Xiao was imprisoned by the old thief Murong Gui. The old hero lived there for a period of time. Later, Murong was worried that someone would rob the prison, so he transferred the old hero Xiao."

"Oh," Tang Xiaofeng said, "Where did it go later?"

"Alas," Zhao Zheng sighed, "The old thief Murong acted secretly. I'm afraid that no one in the world will know where Xiao Laoying was transferred to."

Well, Duan Fei finally heard it. No one knows where Xiao Yuan was imprisoned in the end, that is to say, he has to look for it one by one. What kind of thing is this? Duan Fei really complains in his heart. Is it wrong to spread such a bad thing?

"Then what's the reason why you brought us here?" At this time, Tang Xiaofeng has to continue to pretend.

"According to the people around the old thief, Xiao Laoying was secretly imprisoned in an ancient tomb in Liangcheng and left a special mark in the tomb."

"What mark?"

Zhao Zheng made a move and came up with a man with a gray cloth bag in his hand.

Zhao Zheng handed over this burden to Tang Xiaofeng and said, "There is such a thing in the tomb."

Tang Xiaofeng took the cloth bag and opened it gently. When he opened it, Duan Fei's head became big.

Black wood box!

Although Duan Fei is a very calm person, seeing the black wooden box again still shocked him. Although the surprised expression was only fleeting on his face, Tang Xiaofeng must have caught this subtle change.

No one said it. Everyone has to continue to play. Duan Fei doesn't know who the director of this play is, but he doesn't think it should be Tang Xiaofeng. If it's her envoy, she doesn't have to work so hard. The person who can direct Tang Xiaofeng is really an unattainable big man, or the head of Taiyi. , or the boss of the Planet Alliance, I didn't expect that my little Duan Fei could shock such an awesome man.

Duan Fei tried his best to pretend to be curious and walked forward to carefully look at the black wooden box. His eyesight was quite amazing, and some subtleties that were not easy to find could not escape Duan Fei's eyes. Of course, Tang Xiaofeng, who had also practiced too much, would only have higher eyesight than him.

This black wooden box is exactly the same as the one given to him by Ziwu. The size, appearance and pattern are exactly the same. However, there is one thing Duan Fei knows very well that as a sacred object of the undead family, the black wooden box itself is an important magic weapon, and the important magic weapon is not It is possible to make two pieces at once, so one of them is imitation. Which one is the authentic undead weapon?

I'm afraid that this problem is difficult to come to a conclusion for the time being. Duan Fei tried to open the lid. Tang Xiaofeng's small action explained some problems. She held the cloth bag with her left hand. After the cloth bag was opened, the black wooden box was on her left palm. When Duan Fei stretched out his hand and tried to open the lid, she had an obvious retreat. Obviously, she knew that the black wooden box could not be opened yet.

"No," Zhao Zheng immediately came forward to stop Duan Fei's action. Zhao Zheng's warning was a little late. Duan Fei confirmed one point with this small temptation: Tang Xiaofeng knew that the black wooden box could not be opened. She was cooperating with Zhao Zheng's action plan. The target of these actions should be Duan Fei.

However, Duan Fei doesn't know what they want to get. If it is a spiritual book, they believe in the strength of Yitai and Murong Gui's IQ. They have already got it. Xiao Yuan is isolated and helpless. Even if he can't count them at all, but Xiao Yuan wants to survive and does survive, then there must be something. What an important thing is in your hand, and this must be what Murong Gui wants very much.

This is a game that has taken decades. Xiao Yuan is worthy of being an old fox. Although he is dead, this game is still trapped by Murong Gui. Now, seeing this black wooden box, Duan Fei understands that the mastermind behind this farce is too much.

Murong Gui, what exactly do you want?

No one will answer this answer. Duan Fei knows very well that he is now a weak lamb stepping on the thin ice. Murong Gui, who is he? Today, the third head of the family in the world, the behind-the-scenes boss of many armed forces, how to fight with him and what to fight with him?

Duan Fei now found that he was dragged into a road of no return by Ziwu, and death would come at any time.