Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Hua Maguai followed his father at the age of three, traveling all the way from the north to the south to avoid disaster.

Finally, thanks to the kindness of the old manager of the Chen family, the family was able to survive.

My father was a coroner in a government office.

With an autopsy knife, he could dissect ancient corpses and take out corpse-suppressing beads or ancient coins from their stomachs. It was with this skill that he made a name for himself in the huge Changsheng Mountain.

And he inherited his father's...sword.

Grew up with the young shopkeeper since childhood.

Although I don't have the same skill in dismembering corpses as my father, I have traveled all over the country and visited countless tombs. I have seen more dead bodies than the average person has crossed.

When the shopkeeper robbed the tomb at Huxi Mountain, he dug out a corpse-keeping well that was several dozen meters deep.

The place was filled with dead bodies, at least hundreds of them.

That scene didn't scare him away.

and.

In ancient times, when people conquered a city, they had the tradition of beheading the prisoners and hanging their heads high on the city walls to deter the outside world.

It was said that when the shopkeeper and his entourage returned to Laosi City from southern Yunnan, they beheaded the last chieftain, so much so that to this day, rumors are still rife in the underworld.

There are countless acts of this kind by bandits and robbers.

Under normal circumstances, Hua Maguai would definitely not care about just a dozen corpses.

But the scene before him was too weird.

Those weathered corpses looked as if someone had done it deliberately to warn and frighten those who would come later.

"Another foreign devil?"

"Damn it, this ancient city has not been robbed, has it?"

"It looks like the situation is not good."

The dozen or so men who had followed Hua Maguai into the city to explore the way, at this moment, holding up lanterns in their hands, could also see clearly the horrific scene on the city wall in the night.

Their faces all looked ugly.

He placed his right hand on his waist and glanced around vigilantly to prevent any unexpected events.

but……

Except for the cold wind blowing from Shuanghei Mountain Pass, the entire ancient city was dead silent, with almost no sound.

The few of them breathed a sigh of relief and their eyes once again fell on the dead bodies that were five or six meters above the ground. There were more than a dozen wronged souls hanging in the air, swaying gently in the night wind, which was extremely creepy.

"Seventh Brother, go back and tell the shopkeeper."

"Please ask him to make a quick decision."

Listening to the crowd's fearful or angry curses, Hua Maguai tried to calm himself down quickly.

I dare not say what the situation is like in the city.

But the scene at this moment is obviously man-made.

He was in a dilemma for a moment.

So he turned around and his eyes fell on a man in his thirties.

"Yes, head."

The man named Lao Qi nodded and left quickly without any hesitation.

Not long after.

There was a rustling sound of footsteps in the night.

Hua Ma turned around and looked. The person had not arrived yet, but a pair of eyes as deep as the starry sky had already pierced through the darkness, which made his heart tremble and he subconsciously put away his distracting thoughts.

"Boss, you are here."

Chen Yulou just nodded and didn't pay much attention to it.

As he approached the outskirts of the city, he could sense the lingering smell of death in the air.

There is no need to explain it clearly.

Not only him, but also Partridge Whistle, Yang Fang and others who followed closely behind him were the same.

"Another test for... the treasure-stealing team?"

Looking at those faces that were obviously different from the Han people, and even the faces of the various ethnic groups in the Western Regions, Yang Fang frowned and said.

Before coming, they had heard that bandits were rampant in the northern border, and there were even many defeated soldiers fleeing from various Central Asian countries. But when they actually entered the place, they found that most of them were foreign devils who appeared from nowhere.

According to Shopkeeper Chen.

Most of these people were treasure thieves who came from the other side of the ocean, traveling across the ocean under the guise of scientific research, but in fact they were stealing gold and silver cultural relics from the ancient city.

He never left the Yellow River Basin too far in his life.

The ocean and scientific research were extremely unfamiliar to him.

Before this, missionaries were only seen in Luoyang and Changsha.

He now suspected that those guys who kept talking about the Lord and God all day long were not here to preach anything, but were here for the antiques.

"It's them."

Chen Yulou's face darkened slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

The moment he met Jingjian Ahan in Gumo Prefecture before, he guessed that something had happened in the ancient city of Jingjue, but he only guessed that it was a traveling merchant caravan or sand bandits.

Totally unexpected.

The person who broke into this room.

It turned out to be another treasure-stealing team.

Just as foreigners look at them, there doesn't seem to be much difference between them; they are basically carved from the same mold.

At this moment, in the eyes of Hua Maguai and others, the more than ten corpses hanging on the city gate looked no different from the foreign devils in the sand valley before.

But Chen Yulou is different.

Although most people in England, Austria-Hungary, Tsarist Russia, America and Central Asia have blonde hair, blue eyes, fair skin and high noses, if you look closely, you will find that there are obvious differences in their appearance.

Either France or Germany.

There is absolutely no third possibility.

In fact, in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, these countries were the ones that looted the most cultural relics in the Western Regions.

Almost the entire Dunhuang was hollowed out.

Thinking of this, Chen Yulou no longer hesitated, "Kidnapper, take the brothers upstairs and cut the ropes."

"Yes, from the shopkeeper."

If it weren't for the fear of missing out on important things by being too aggressive.

Hua Maguai had already put the bodies down and searched them to find out their identities and origins.

Now that we have the shopkeeper's order, there is no time to delay.

He immediately selected a few guys with good skills.

Although we did not bring the centipede ladder because the journey was too long, there were many people on the mountain who knew how to use the kung fu to lighten their bodies.

You can get a glimpse of this from their nicknames in the underworld.

Jumping on the ground and flying on the grass.

I saw two burly men leaning against the city wall, standing in a horse stance with their hands crossed.

The other few people rushed out, stepped on the palms of the two men, and used the recoil force to leap up, reaching the roof in three or two steps.

When it landed, he quickly took out the dagger from his waist.

As cold rays of light flashed by.

The rope around the corpse's neck was cut.

Then there was the continuous sound of things falling to the ground.

The smash caused smoke and dust everywhere.

Hua Maguai and a few others who were guarding below quickly stepped forward.

But before they could take any action, a cold shout was heard in the night.

"No hurries?"

"These people died in such strange ways, their pupils were black and their lips were blue and purple, it is very likely that they were poisoned."

"It's not a good thing to touch a corpse rashly."

There was a hint of gloom between Chen Yulou's brows.

His mind was filled with the memory of when Hu Bayi and others entered the city. It was Hao Aiguo who, out of kindness, could not bear to see the bodies exposed in the wilderness, and took the initiative to find a place to bury them.

result……

He was killed instantly by the black snake hidden in the corpse.

Although his spiritual consciousness swept through at this moment and there seemed to be no danger, the Pure Vision of the Agama itself could not be judged by common sense.

"This, the shopkeeper?"

"Brother Chen, did you find anything?"

Hear the words.

The people around suddenly became nervous.

Yang Fang and the old foreigner each held the magic whip and the dragon-shooting bow.

His eyes swept across the mummies lying on the ground like a knife.

But in the face of everyone's doubts, Chen Yulou did not explain too much. He just glanced at Kunlun beside him and said softly, "Fire!"

"Okay, shopkeeper."

Don't dare hesitate at all.

Kunlun immediately handed over the torch in his hand.

Holding the torch, he channeled his Qi throughout his body, protecting more than a dozen vital meridians. But even so, Chen Yulou still did not dare to let his guard down. He condensed his spiritual energy and built an invisible shield outside his body.

It's like opening a diamond umbrella.

Even though those strange snakes were as fast as lightning, they were unable to break through his defense.

Under such circumstances, he held the torch, walked past Hua Maguai and his group who were standing there in a daze, and went straight to the outside of the pile of corpses.

The flickering flames dispelled the shadows under the broken wall and illuminated the dozen or so dead bodies completely.

As the flames flashed across the sky, faces filled with shock, reluctance, and deep-seated fear appeared clearly in everyone's sight.

"Really..."

The more Hua Maguai looked, the more depressed he became.

He was only thinking about finding out where these people came from as soon as possible and hadn't really thought about these things.

At this moment, I looked carefully with the help of the lantern.

Only then did I realize that it was just as the shopkeeper said.

There was definitely something wrong with the wide-open pupils of the corpses' eyes.

He had watched his father perform autopsies since he was a child, and he learned some real things from what he saw and heard.

"Look here again."

Ignoring the different expressions on everyone's faces, Chen Yulou extended the torch forward again.

The firelight stayed on the shoulder and neck of a corpse.

There... there are clearly two tiny holes.

The black blood had already solidified into a scab.

The night is as dark as ink at this moment, and if you don't look carefully, it is very easy to be overlooked.

"It's...Snake Fang?!"

Looking at the two scars, Hua Maguai reacted immediately.

A few days ago, he almost died in the mouth of that strange black snake under the ancient well in Gumo Prefecture.

It was also because of this that he had a huge psychological trauma towards venomous snakes.

After all, the venom could easily corrode even sand and bricks. If the shopkeeper hadn't come to his rescue in time, he would have turned into a pool of blood in an instant.

"Can't be wrong."

"This kind of tooth marks, apart from a snake, can only be the corpse of a baby!"

A partridge whistle with extraordinary experience.

Also broke the silence.

The reason why he mentioned the infant corpse was that when he followed his master to rob tombs in Mangshan, he accidentally broke into a large tomb from the Ming Dynasty. The owner of the tomb was not a king, but a baby of only three or four years old.

Perhaps it is out of remorse.

The person who buried him invited an expert to bury him on a Yin vein.

And they used evil witchcraft to seal his body.

Unexpectedly, over the course of hundreds of years, the infant corpse had actually cultivated into an evil spirit.

The master and his disciple were fighting, and the moment the coffin was opened, the infant corpse suddenly attacked from inside, biting the master's arm with its sharp teeth.

He was very familiar with that tooth mark.

So much so that when he saw the wound just now, he suddenly felt as if he had returned to the past.

That is to say, there are many secret techniques in the mountain-moving school.

The corpse poison had to be removed forcibly, otherwise the person would have died from the poison immediately.

But even so, he only managed to save his arm, and the remaining venom still caused irreversible damage to his body, causing the ghost curse to come out early.

"Be careful……"

He almost finished his words.

Partridge Whistle was still recalling what happened back then.

Suddenly, a strong feeling of palpitations arose, and with the corner of his eye, he saw a black shadow shooting out like lightning, heading straight for Chen Yulou who was holding a torch.

It was almost exactly the same as the attack on Huamaguai that day.

A subconscious reminder.

Partridge Whistle pulled out the twenty-shot mirror box from his waist.

but……

Facing the danger facing Chen Yulou, he was not afraid at all, and even had a smile of success in his eyes.

Using your body as bait is to fish it out.

have to say.

Jingjian Ahan was indeed an extraordinary being. Even when he scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, he could not detect any breath at all. It was like a dead object, without any fluctuations.

No wonder they are called the guardians of ghost caves.

"break!"

The dark shadow in the pupil became clearer and clearer.

The ugly and terrifying black snake had a pair of huge pupils on its head with blood oozing from its eyes, and it looked like it had an evil aura rising to the sky.

As fast as light and shadow, in an instant, it jumped from the ground and appeared within a foot of the body.

only……

When he came closer and bullied me.

It was like hitting a wall.

The head shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there was a strange light flashing in the pupils, as if it was surprised as to why this happened.

But Chen Yulou didn't give it a chance.

Every word he said was like an imperial decree.

The shield condensed by spiritual energy dispersed, as if it was controlled by a pair of invisible hands, flowing in the air, dispersing and reuniting, condensing into a heavenly book talisman to break evil!

bang——

It was almost the moment when the word breaking sound fell.

The black snake, which had not yet hit the ground, instantly shattered from the inside out and turned into a pool of black blood.

Chen Yulou took a few steps back.

Barely avoiding the area where the black blood was spilled.

The crackling sound of burning continued to ring out on the yellow sand, and in just a moment, a deep pit was corroded by the venom on the ground outside the city.

Two of the bodies were unlucky and were also splashed with some water.

The almost weathered mummy was dissolved in an instant.

"There it is again!"

"The black snake in the well!"

"Damn it, he didn't follow me all the way here, did he?"

Seeing this scene, several people had no time to be shocked by Chen Yulou's methods. They stared at the deep pit on the ground with disbelief on their faces.

Everything that happened that day overlaps with what is happening now.

It makes people feel cold all over.

As for the guys around, they were all stunned. In the city of Gumo Prefecture that day, except for Chen Yulou and a few others, they did not see any strange snake attacking anyone.

However, I was quite puzzled as we were asked to sprinkle realgar while camping along the way.

Now I see a black snake.

Finally some guesses.

Chen Yulou let out a long sigh and handed the torch back to Kunlun.

I already have a guess in my mind about the cause of death of these people.

But who hung them here?

Is it the dead soul trapped in the ancient city of Jingjue, or the skeleton under the ghost cave?
"Boss, look at this."

After suppressing his shock and confirming again and again that everything was alright, Hua Maguai and a few others stepped forward and used tools to carefully pick open the clothes on the corpse.

Soon a bag was found.

There were several ancient parchment scrolls placed in it.

However, the words written on the scroll left him confused, so he turned around quickly and handed it to Chen Yulou.

"Another ancient map."

Several people gathered together.

Looking at the undulating mountains, ancient cities, forests and even lakes on the parchment scroll, Yang Fang raised his eyebrows, his face full of surprise.

Compared with the surrounding area, it is not difficult to see that the area marked on the map is clearly the location of the Jingjue Ancient City.

But the forests and lakes had long since disappeared.

In other words, this map is an antique that is at least a thousand years old, and no one knows how it fell into the hands of these foreigners.

Listening to the argument of several people nearby, Chen Yulou did not say much. After a casual glance, his mind was attracted by the ancient words on the parchment scroll.

Typical cuneiform writing.

If you break down the ancient characters one by one, they look like donkey lips.

Kharosthi!
It is also called donkey lip script. It came from ancient India and was widely circulated in the Western Regions. As far as he knew, at least Jingjue and Loulan were using this ancient script.

However, with the demise of the Thirty-Six Kingdoms.

This ancient writing system has also completely died out.

I didn’t expect that after thousands of years, I could still see it on this ancient map.

"The shopkeeper also has this thing."

Hua Maguai opened his palm and saw a gold pocket watch, but it had stopped moving long ago.

However, there is a group photo embedded in the inner wall of the pocket watch.

Two young men and women.

The two people's names were written next to it.

"Sure enough, the treasure thief came from France!" (End of this chapter)