Don't pretend, anchor, I've seen you touch the golden talisman!

After listening to Bai Lu's analysis, Lin Yi smiled and asked:

"Do you really think so?"

Bai Lu nodded seriously.

"Yes, we are about to enter the cemetery now. The burial pit he mentioned has never appeared at all. Is it right to doubt his motives?"

"That's right, the fourth child in our family has become more thoughtful now. He is not as hungry as before. As a brother, I am very pleased."

"Please, I've never had a silly and sweet personality."

"Yes, yes, then let me ask you, how did he expect that we would come to Xingqing Mansion, and how did he expect that we would randomly choose his granddaughter to be our guide from among so many tour guides?

Are you sure that this girl will spill the beans about the story he told back then?

After we reveal our identities, do we still choose to continue this drama?

Is it possible that if the Li family wrote "Tui Bei Tu", they really have the ability to predict the future? I think there must be something hidden here. "

Lin Yi's series of questions really stunned Bai Lu.

"Then how do you explain that Li Ling had been clamoring to experience life with us, but she regretted it halfway?"

Hearing this, Lin Yi showed a mysterious smile on his face.

"Let me give you a hint first. If you want to know what happened next time, let's listen to the explanation next time! I saw that he didn't have any sunglasses. After he came here, this guy became much more cautious. He just watched for a long time and didn't move."

Bai Lu was successfully distracted by him. She put aside her previous questions and paid attention to the man in sunglasses.

"Yes, they rushed to the front every time before, but this time they hesitated when they saw the cemetery. Is he waiting for something? Or does he feel unsure?"

Wang Qiang and Qian Sheng were both full and full at the moment, so they came over to discuss the next plan with them.

Just when he heard Bai Lu's question, Qian Sheng took over her words and said:

"The Feng family made its fortune in Wuxia at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty. In the early days, they proclaimed themselves the 'Coffin Mountain Taibao'. They made a name for themselves with a book called 'The Secret Technique of Guanshan Finger'. Finally, they were personally proclaimed 'Guanshan Taibao' by the emperor. ’, there is definitely something useful.”

"Hey, stop bragging. You've already been taught the wrong thing and you're still bragging?"

Wang Qiang teased disdainfully.

"People make mistakes and horses make mistakes. This guy in Sunglasses has a very strong purpose in doing things. It's still unclear whether he made a mistake intentionally. Third brother, please continue."

Qian Sheng cleared his throat and continued:

"My elder brother also said before that in Guanshan, one always works alone and without helpers. So they must have been very cautious in their actions. They took the wrong path just now, and I also think it's a bit strange.

Putting this aside in advance, let me just talk about one thing. The Feng family has a unique secret book called "Smoke Technique". "

"Eunuch skills? I didn't see it. Their ancestors are still serving as servants in the Jingshi Office? After becoming eunuchs, their family will not call you father-in-law when you see them in the future!"

"Which cigarette? I'm talking about smoking cigarettes, okay. Is it okay if you take this stick to the guest room?"

The brothers were all amused by Wang Qiang's words.

Everyone was laughing so hard that they finally recovered.

"Okay, okay, don't interrupt, let the third child finish what he said."

"Yes, yes, outsiders don't know much about this 'smoke technique', but I have also heard that once their family members enter the tomb, they will light up a unique and strange incense, and then envelope the entire tomb.

According to legend, this incense can not only ward off evil spirits and fix the corpse, but can also move with the wind and be controlled by it to successfully find the exit in the tomb.

This guy hasn't lit any incense yet. I guess he must be unsure. As for why, I really can't say. "

"I have heard a little bit about this 'smoke technique'. I really don't know what it is exactly. From what you said, 'smoke technique' is indeed quite reliable."

As we all know, smoke is almost everywhere.

If a tomb or secret chamber has an exit, there must be air flow.

As long as the smoke follows the flow, it means that this is not a completely enclosed space, and the air outlet can be found.

From this point of view, the Feng family’s ‘smoke technique’ is similar to the gold-touching family’s habit of ‘lighting candles’. While the four of them were discussing, they suddenly heard a commotion from a few people next to them.

Several of them had been sleepy for a long time, and they had all snored just now. Now they all got up and looked towards the cemetery.

"What's going on? What's all the fuss about?"

Wang Qiang stood up, looked back, quickly reached out and patted Lin Yi's shoulder excitedly.

"Look. Look, it's gone. It's gone!"

Several people around him stood up and looked towards the cemetery.

He was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him.

The cemetery that was so close to them just now disappeared into thin air before their eyes.

Except for the light source provided by the unknown things above the head, the cemetery in front of me has turned into a dilapidated ruins, with several riddled earth mounds, collapsed stupas, and unrecognizable clay Buddha statues. It was no different from the Xixia royal tombs they had visited.

"Where have you gone? You were here just now, why did you disappear all of a sudden? Is it because my eyes are dim?"

Old Feng suddenly became energetic at this time. He stood up and rubbed his eyes. The scene in front of him was still in ruins.

"How is this going?"

"Could we have encountered a 'mirage'?"

"Probably not. 'Mirages' usually only appear on the seaside and in the desert. This is underground. How could such a spectacle appear?"

Lin Yi looked up at the bright light sources at the top, and then at the scene in front of him.

"I don't know, that one just now was probably a 'mirage'."

"Isn't that right? If you go over and take a look, you will understand everything?"

Wang Qiang took a step forward and was about to walk in. Unexpectedly, there was Ma Wenhai next to him who was even more restless than him.

"Where is it? Where is the tomb? Where is it? It's better now, the gold is gone, and the tomb is gone too!"

With that said, he started walking towards the dilapidated landscape in front of him.

Before he could get closer, his feet suddenly felt weak, as if he had been tripped by something, and when he tried to stand up again, he could no longer stand up.

The seemingly solid loess trail at the end of the stairs turned out to be a trap at the bottom. Ma Wenhai stepped into it as if he had stepped into quicksand, and his feet became heavier and heavier.

"What the hell is this? Help, help!"

At this time, Ma Wenhai realized that he was afraid, and his hands began to flutter.

"Mr. Ma, don't move, don't move. The more you struggle, the faster you will sink. Just wait for me to save you."

A Biao took out a coil of rope, tied it around his waist, tied the other end into a knot, and threw it to Ma Wenhai.

"Mr. Ma, put it under your arm. Don't move. I'll pull you out."

Ma Wenhai was now panicking, his hands still flapping.

The man in sunglasses turned a deaf ear to his cries for help and sat alone by the campfire to warm himself.

Guo Wenbin now wishes that this quicksand trap would kill Ma Wenhai, but now that there is no trace of the gold or the trace of the cultural relics, this godbrother cannot just die like this.

"Huzi, go over and lend your hand and pull Mr. Ma up."

Hu Zi responded and joined forces with A Biao to finally pull Ma Wenhai out of the quicksand. (End of chapter)