Wang is bold, as his name suggests, and his courage seems boundless. He has a sturdy physique, with a strong back and a bear waist. His muscular body contains endless strength, and his appearance is black and shiny. He is a muscular and developed person who has been wandering outdoors and exposed to the sun all year round. His big eyes always exude a sense of cleverness, but this cleverness is mixed with a hint of recklessness and clumsiness, like an immature child who is curious about everything but often does not consider the consequences. On weekdays, he is a restless master in the small town, not fond of doing formal work. He thinks that the work of those in charge is too boring and tedious. On the contrary, the mysterious antique market has a great attraction to him. He likes to go there and listen to those people from all walks of life telling various strange stories and anecdotes about tomb raiding. Every time he listens, his eyes light up and he is full of longing for that mysterious underground world. He always fantasizes that one day he can go down and make a fortune, become a respected "money making hero", and boast about his legendary experience in front of others.
On this day, sunlight shone through the somewhat worn ceiling of the antique market and onto a stall filled with strange and unusual items. There are several holes on the ceiling, and sunlight passes through them to form a golden beam of light, which is like a spotlight on the stage. The antiques, whether real or fake, add a touch of mystery to them. As usual, Wang wandered between various stalls, touching and looking around, his eyes scanning like a scanner, trying to find some treasures or hear more exciting tomb raiding stories
It was as if a strong wind had blown him down. His face was covered with wrinkles of time, and each wrinkle seemed to hide a story unknown to his eyes. However, it exuded a shrewdness that made people feel like he was having some ideas in his heart. At first glance, he was an old martial artist who claimed to be a "know it all" and had collected various mysterious rumors about the tricks in this antique market.
Lao Liang was mysteriously whispering to someone next to him, and Wang Gugu leaned in to listen. His ears immediately perked up, as if he were a hunting dog hearing something, afraid of missing any important information. I can tell you, "Lao Liang lowered his voice and said," I recently found a large tomb that has not been sacrificed before. It is hidden deep in the mountains and forests, and most people can't find it. However, after searching through various ancient books and combining the clues provided by several old friends, it took me a lot of effort to confirm it. Moreover, there must be countless treasures inside. Just one thing at a time would be enough for us to eat and drink for the rest of our lives. "Lao Liang spoke while gesturing with his hand, his eyes filled with greed and excitement.
Upon hearing these words, Wang Shangshang's heart was filled with excitement, as if the gold and silver treasures had already been placed in front of him. He immediately patted his chest and said, "Uncle Liang, count me among them. I don't have anyone else, I just have the courage to follow you. I'm sure there won't be any problem!" The sound was so loud that several people around him turned their heads and looked over. Lao Liang quickly pulled him and gestured for him to speak softly, then resurrected and looked at the Explosive King. He shook his head helplessly and said, "You kid, what's the use of just having courage? Tomb raiding is not something to play around with. We can't do it alone, we need to understand something else. The mechanism in this ancient tomb is fine. Heavy, I'm afraid I don't understand those tricks. Once I get in, I can't get out. We can't take lives
So, Lao Liang found a student named Xiao Li from the Archaeology Department through his own connections. Xiao Li looks fair and neat, with a smooth and elegant appearance. He has a pair of black framed glasses, and his eyes behind the lenses always exude a lively atmosphere, as if there is nothing else in his world except for ancient texts and cultural relics. It's common to quote classics and drop a book bag as soon as you speak. Usually, simple things are said in a complex and profound way, making people hear them in a cloud and mist. Xiao Li was originally quite resistant to this kind of spontaneous tomb robbing behavior among the people, thinking that it was destroying cultural relics, illegal and unethical. In his mind, archaeology is for protecting and restoring history, not for robbing treasures from tombs to make a fortune. I can't help but speak with Lao Liang's three inch tongue. Lao Liang first mentioned that there may be precious ancient books that have been lost for a long time in his mural tomb, which are of great significance to archaeological research. He said that he hoped to bring those ancient books out, which would fill a big gap in academic research and be a great achievement for the entire archaeological community. Then they promised to do their utmost to protect the cultural relics, only taking small items that would not affect the overall situation, and if important things are really discovered, they can also contact the relevant departments and have someone handle them. Xiao Li was nervous repeatedly, on the one hand attracted by the possible existence of rare ancient books, and on the other hand thinking that he might be able to stop them from doing professional things. In the end, he couldn't resist the temptation and gritted his teeth to agree.
Three people can gather something together, but it's not that easy to set off. We need to prepare ourselves first. Wang Zhuangpan was the most active. He was carrying a big bag full of tools that he thought could be sent to the field, such as shovel and crowbar. He put a Luoyang shovel that looked straight on the top and proudly showed Lao Liang and Xiao Li. The side display also introduced: "Uncle Liang and Xiao Li, look at this Luoyang shovel, I bought it at a high price, and it is specially used to explore the tomb. When the time comes, we can easily find the entrance by relying on it. And this crowbar, whether it is used to open the coffin or pry stones, is easy to use." Liang looked at it. At one glance, he said with disdain: "You are useless in the tomb. Grave robbing is just a matter of etiquette, it's not enough to rely on powerful tools like you, it also requires experience and skills. This is just amateur watching the excitement Xiao Li quietly sorted out the archaeological tools he brought with him, including a small brush, magnifying glass, and measuring ruler, all neatly arranged. Then he carefully packed several ancient books and materials into his bag, as if he was going to attend an academic seminar. He kept muttering, "These materials are all crucial. Maybe we can use them to solve the mysteries in the tomb
However, before departure, Xiao Li spent a lot of time conducting literature research. He almost searched through all the books that could be found in the school library about the mountainous area where there may be ancient tombs and the surrounding historical culture. He also consulted several archaeology professors, asking them for their opinions and speculations on the ancient tombs in that area. Some professors quickly advised him not to go there when they heard that he was exploring the site, saying that the place was too dangerous and that it was illegal to allow unauthorized tomb robbing. However, Xiao Li had already been hooked by the unknown ancient tomb, but he just kept going back and continued to organize his information.
He found from those ancient books that the deep mountain forest was once a settlement of Ethiopia in ancient times. That ethnic group had unique funeral customs and mysterious belief systems. Their tombs often combined with the local mountain terrain, setting up many clever mechanisms and defense measures to protect the peace of the tomb owner and the accompanying burial objects in the tomb. And it is said that they worship some mysterious natural forces and will arrange some formations around the tombs to prevent outsiders from invading and interfering. Xiao Li felt more uncertain as he looked at it, but he was unwilling to give up like this. He focused on making more preparations for himself and should be able to cope with some situations at that time.
Everything was ready, and they set off towards the deep mountain forest where the legendary tomb was hidden. They first took a long-distance bus for several hours, bumpy and swaying along the winding mountain road. Wang Zhu didn't have much to worry about and excitedly looked out the window at the scenery, occasionally telling Lao Liang and Xiao Li that the mountain looked quite imposing, maybe there was a huge good thing hidden inside. Lao Liang closed his eyes and rested, calculating in his heart to take the right action when he arrived at the place. Xiao Li felt a bit carsick, his face pale, and he struggled to be steady. He tightly held onto his bag with both hands, afraid that the information inside would be lost.
After getting off the bus, they transferred to an agricultural tricycle and walked along a narrow road towards the mountains. The engine of the tricycle made a "thumping" sound, as if it would stall, and the bottom of the boat shook excitedly on the bumpy tabletop, raising waves of dust. Wang sat in front, his butt almost bursting from being pushed up, and he kept saying, "Oh, this road is really exciting, even more thrilling than riding a roller coaster." Lao Liang said angrily, "Don't be stingy. When you get to the mountains, you'll have to endure it
Finally, the tricycle couldn't go any further, so they had to get off and walk. As soon as I entered the mountain, I felt like I had entered another world. The trees around me were lush and covered, and the sunlight shone through the desert, casting scattered spots of light. The spots appeared clearly in the air, like curious eyes, making people feel uneasy. The road under my feet has become increasingly difficult to walk, with no proper path at all. It's all small paths that have been stepped on by predecessors or wild beasts, and some places are even covered with thorns, which can easily scratch me if I'm not careful.
Wang Zhang volunteered to walk ahead and open the way, holding a braid in his hand, waving it to drive away mosquitoes and pushing aside the thorns blocking the way. As we walked, a steep slope appeared ahead, which was almost vertical, with only some lovely stones and sparse tree roots to rely on. Wang Participant looked around, swallowed his saliva and said, "We have to go up from here. It looks a bit difficult, but don't be afraid, I'll go first, you just follow me." With that, he reached out and grabbed the roots of the braided tree, starting to climb up.
He had just climbed without laying a mine, but his foot slipped and he almost fell. He was so scared that he shouted loudly and hugged a nearby stone with both hands, his face blushing even more. Lao Liang shouted anxiously below, "Be careful, don't force yourself. We can't find any other way." Xiao Li also watched nervously, sweating profusely. Wang Mu calmed down, took a deep breath, and continued to climb up. After a lot of effort, General Ali climbed to the top of the hill and sat on the ground, panting heavily and saying, "Oh, I'm so tired. The road is too difficult to walk
After Lao Liang and Xiao Li also climbed up, they continued to walk forward. However, not far away, they heard the sound of gurgling water. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a small mountain stream crossing in front of them. The stream doesn't seem deep, but the water flow is quite fast, and the stones at the bottom of the water are slipping and slipping accidentally. The protagonist Wang thought of the first one again. He took off his shoes, rolled up his pants, and cautiously walked into the stream. As soon as he finished walking, he slipped and fell into the water, instantly being washed away by the stream several meters away. Lao Liang and Xiao Xia shouted loudly, "Hurry up and grab something!" Wang Meng flapped in the water, successfully grabbing a big stone before stabilizing his body. The wolf consciousness crawled up, soaking wet all over, like a drowned chicken, muttering, "The stream looks gentle, and unexpectedly it's quite big
After all this turmoil, several people were dressed in wolf form again, but they still gritted their teeth and continued walking towards the mountains. Along the way, Wang Nana stopped talking and later boasted that when he was a child, he was not afraid of encountering ghosts while walking at night and scared them away; After a while, he said that he had stayed all night in the abandoned ancient house and everything had happened. Lao Liang rolled his eyes as he listened and interrupted him from time to time, saying, "You must be lying down. Tomb raiding requires experience and rules. You brat don't know anything, so don't hold back when the time comes." Xiao Li didn't have the heart to listen to Wang Mu's pulling, nervously flipping through the ancient books in his hand, comparing them with the map, and occasionally checking the surrounding environment to confirm whether the route was correct.
As we walked deeper into the mountains and forests, the atmosphere around us became eerie. The sunlight seemed to be blocked by the dense branches and leaves, and could only be scattered through the bushes with scattered stars. The speckles suddenly appeared in the air, leaving one stunned eye after another. From time to time, strange animal noises could be heard, their voices fluctuating high and low, long and eerie, echoing in the silent mountains and forests, making one's heart skip a beat. At first, Wang Chuangyi was strong, but Chu Xue's cry scared Xiao Li and made him whimper while pulling at the scarlet child. However, just as he finished his call, a wild rabbit suddenly darted out of the nearby grass, causing him to scream loudly and jump out. The backpack of his headphones almost fell out, which turned into a comical sight. Lao Liang and Xiao Li laughed so much at this that they were thrown back and forth
It presents a strange arrangement, some tilted and touched, but there seems to be some pattern, as if it is a man-made formation. Wang Fen leaned over and wanted to touch the tree trunk with his hand. As soon as he snorted, he felt a chill spreading through his fingertips. He withdrew his hand and exclaimed, "Oh, this is so cold, it's seeping strange." Lao Liang's face also darkened, whispering, "It seems this is not easy. We need to be careful. We're probably not far from that ancient tomb. Don't fold here before we get there." Xiao Li held the book in his arms, swallowed his saliva, and was so nervous that he couldn't say enough words: "This... isn't some ancient magic formation, right? Let's... let's really continue walking. What are you afraid of?" Although Wang was a little excited, he still gritted his teeth and said, "What are you afraid of? They're all here now, even if there are some demons and monsters slowly becoming strange. We have to take a break!" With that, he took the lead and continued to move forward, Just the footsteps are not as light as before, and the terrifying atmosphere is beginning to split apart in this forest.