Chapter 19 tuo gu

The three of us have discussed, provided that we can't kill Mr. Laoshan.

After understanding the spirit of the meeting, Fatty Ma raised his fist and rushed up. His black glasses have been dodging the attack of Mr. Lao Shan. Fat Ma didn't have so many taboos. He raised his fist and fell on the back of Mr. Lao Shan. Mr. Lao Shan fell forward. When Fatty Ma saw the situation, he immediately rushed up, crushed Mr. Lao Shan to the ground, and then shouted, "Sun, clay figurine, hurry up."

I also no longer hesitated and stepped forward quickly to suppress Lao Shan.

Fat Ma shouted again, "C mud man, you pick me up."

Although the clay figurine was puzzled, he did not refuse Fatty Ma.

Fat Ma stood up with a grin and took out his black donkey's hoof from his pocket.

I looked into his eyes and felt speechless. This fat man was really heartless.

At this time, the black glasses standing a few meters away shouted anxiously, "Fatty, how dare you!"

But he was a step late. As soon as the words fell to the ground, Fatty Ma stuffed the black donkey's hoof into the mouth of Mr. Lao Shan. The moment he stuffed it in, Mr. Lao Shan really calmed down.

Is the black donkey's hoof really useful? Has Mr. Shan also become a zongzi? The next second, I heard the sound of chewing and looked at Mr. Shan. I was shocked that he was actually nibbling on the black donkey's hoof.

Fat Ma was stunned.

At this time, the black glasses quickly ran over and pushed us away.

Mr. Shan lay on the ground and did not get up. He seemed to be conquered by the smell of black donkey's hoofs. The black glasses wanted to help Mr. Shan get out the black donkey's hoof in his mouth, but he was pushed away by Mr. Laoshan.

Mr. Shan chewed hard, blood flowed from his mouth, and several teeth fell off.

Well, I was shocked. The dark purple on Lao Shan's face slowly faded. When the black glasses found that behind the scenes, they no longer came forward and stayed by and watched.

Xiaonan also rushed up and was dragged around by me.

The dregs of the black donkey's hoofs mixed with red blood, and a strange smell permeated.

Looking at this scene, I felt distressed and cruel. Maybe Mr. Shan's self-consciousness had revived. Fatty Ma was a blind cat touching a dead mouse and saved Mr. Shan by mistake.

After about five minutes, the dark purple on Laoshan's face has completely disappeared. Instead, it is a pathological pale color, and his eyes have also returned to clarity.

Black glasses and Xiaonan ran forward to ask Mr. Lao Shan with concern. Lao Shan was in a weak state and waved his hand to them.

Xiaonan cleverly helped Mr. Shan cut his extra hair short.

Mr. Shan has completely returned to his original appearance, except for the injury to his mouth.

Fat Ma blinked at Mr. Shan. After making sure that he was fine, he came forward to apologize to Mr. Laoshan.

Mr. Shan said in a hoarse and old voice, "You saved me!"

After hearing this, Fatty Ma was stunned for a moment and then reacted, "You're welcome, Mr. Shan, this is what the boy should do."

Mr. Shan lowered his eyebrows and sighed.

Xiaonan handed over towels and wine. After Lao Shan finished rinsing his mouth, his black glasses helped Lao Shan to stand up. At this time, looking at his appearance, he seems to be four or five years older than before.

Before going to the ground, the old man once asked Mr. Yinyang to hang up. Mr. Yinyang said, "If you don't go, you will be safe. If you go, you will be more or less lucky. I don't believe it, I don't believe it," he repeated in an aggravated tone, and then coughed violently.

Xiaonan helped Laoshan's father go smoothly.

Mr. Shan finally said, "My deadline is coming!" The sight of the black glasses has never left Mr. Laoshan.

We are all silent.

Mr. Shan looked at Xiaonan and said, "Xiaonan, you can follow him in the future." The black glasses nodded.

Xiaonan began to sob and muttered, "Master, you will be fine."

I see everything in my eyes. Mr. Laoshan is taking care of loneliness. It seems that his life is really coming soon.

The black glasses shouted, "Master."

Mr. Shan waved his hand to his black glasses and said, "What's wrong? Just call me the old mountain head."

Master, the black glasses couldn't help screaming again.

Mr. Shan said with a breath, "It's over, so don't worry about it."

The black glasses took off the glasses, and the narrow and long glasses and lax pupils stared at Mr. Lao Shan, and then saluted Mr. Shan.

Mr. Laoshan held the black glasses. It seems that the black glasses have a close relationship with Mr. Lao Shan!

The clay figurine's look is not very good. It seems to be slightly moved. After looking at it for a while, he shifted his eyes to another place. I know that he also has a master.

Unlike me and Fatty Ma, but according to Fatty Ma, his family has been robbing tombs for generations, and I'm the only one left in the road.

After the entrustment of the incident, Mr. Lao Shan was cheered up and said to us, "This is the last time I go to the ground. I hope we can cooperate happily."

After hearing this, my face stiffened.

However, Fatty Ma said, "It's our honor to cooperate with the old man."

Old Mountain nodded.

Fat Ma laughed.

We will definitely suffer if we cooperate with Mr. Lao Shan. After all, Mr. Shan is an old-fashioned figure, and the means and experience are not comparable to us.

Before, he was 'sharing' the stolen goods with Mr. Laoshan, but now Mr. Laoshan solemnly said that he wanted to cooperate with us, and the meaning is different.

I asked with some worry, "Mr. Shan, your body..."

Mr. Shan suddenly said bluntly, "Don't worry! There is no problem with the reverse fight. Since Mr. Shan let go of his words, I can't question it anymore.

Fat Ma patted the mud man: "Let's do it, why are you stunned?"

The clay figurine shook his mind, but it quickly adjusted.

Mr. Shan looked at this space. When he saw the white jade chair passing by the stone carving mythical beast, his pale face surged with a trace of blood, and his mood fluctuated.

Fat Ma said, "Mr. Shan, you came from that white jade chair before."

Old Mountain looked at the fat man Ma in surprise.

The black glasses whispered a few words in Mr. Lao Shan's ear, and then Mr. Laoshan nodded distracted.

We still have a star map above our heads. I don't know why the ancients drew a star map at the top of the tomb after death, as well as the round hole at the top, and the still unknown face plate in the round hole.

"Mr. Shan, what do you think we should do next? We will listen to you." Fatty Ma said politely.

Mr. Shan said, "The mausoleum is a flat-top structure, and it is rare to draw an astral picture on the flat-top structure! This should be a public art." With that, Mr. Shan pointed to the slightly shining 'stars' above and said, "The layout of these stars should be to lock the aura of the mausoleum and gather a little to nourish yourself."

Mr. Shan slowly finished this passage.

In the clouds, Fatty Ma and I frowned and said, "According to what you said, if the layout of the stars above is destroyed, the aura of this mausoleum will dissipate."

Mr. Shan answered: "In theory, it's like this. But it's a taboo to disperse the aura of the house!"

I seem to understand something.

Mr. Shan said so many words in one breath, which consumed his body a lot. Seeing this, the black glasses hurriedly helped Mr. Laoshan.

Mr. Shan pushed his black glasses away and forced himself to stand firm.

This old man is also a strong man! I suddenly thought of my grandfather, who seemed to have the same personality. The older he got, the more he would not give up.

Fat Ma doesn't care about these theories that can't compete with his own eight poles. He likes to work hard, so he asked, "After saying so much, how can we get there?"

The old mountain man said weakly, "The upper stars, the lower layout, the stone carving faces must be referred to. Green dragons, white tigers, rosefinch, Xuanwu, come in turn, and each mythical beast corresponds to seven stars. Four mythical beasts in each row, two of which are opposite each other. So if the old man is not wrong, there should be 56 stars scattered above.

I raised my head and counted it. The more I counted back, the more shocked I became. Finally, the result came out. Lao Shan's analysis was correct.

56 stars are scattered everywhere, corresponding to mythical beasts.

After counting the stars, I turned my eyes to the two mythical beasts in front of me. Sure enough, there were two Xuanwu crawling in front of me. Originally, we didn't pay much attention to it when we came in. Now after being broken by Mr. Shan, I calmed down.

This is a method of mausoleum layout. At this time, a question came to my mind why this layout was in this tomb, not in the main tomb where the coffins were stored.

Mr. Shan seemed to pierce my mind and said, "The layout of the four palaces in the southeast and northwest is too rough."

After I heard it, I looked at Mr. Shan in surprise.

Lao Shan continued: "I once heard of a ghost tomb, which we call the Ghost Palace, but no one has found it so far, but there are still people who have not given up."

Ghost Palace, I was shocked to hear the name.

Mr. Shan nodded solemnly and said, "This is about a lost ancient nation. It's been a long time. It's almost this number. Mr. Shan stretched out three fingers and said: It's been more than 3,000 years. Chinese civilization has a total history of more than 5,000 years, but this ancient nation has experienced more than 3,000 years. Old Mountain took a breath, and his mental state seemed to be much better.

We listened attentively, no one interrupted, and Mr. Lao Shan also talked with interest. Legend: "Half of the construction of this ghost palace attracted thunder punishment. It can be seen that God is not allowed to build this ghost palace. However, this nation did not give up, and finally it was built after several generations. Rumor has it that it has just been built, and it attracts immortals to stop.

We listened very attentively.

"But in order to avoid the ears and eyes of immortals, this fierce and strange race actually slaughtered thousands of creatures on it. Finally, it washed the ghost palace with blood, and no more immortals came. Later, the ghost palace disappeared, but it intentionally or unintentionally left some clues."