The years when I was Captain Jin

Chapter 372 Departure, Lishan trip!

On the afternoon of the third day, Uncle Ming called and said that everything was ready and he was waiting for the four of us.

The fat man, Wang Yuanchao, and the fourth girl and I rushed to the agreed place immediately.

When they arrived, they found that in the team led by Uncle Ming, besides the young man, there were more than a dozen guys in strange clothes.Three of them are foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes, big arms and round waists, all wearing desert camouflage uniforms, with oil paint on their faces, they should look like foreign mercenaries.The other seven people are good and bad, old and young, tall and short, fat and thin, each carrying a package.

Although they didn't say hello to me, I could smell the faint earthy smell on their bodies when I sniffed.

These seven people are definitely not simple characters, but old poles who often go to the grave.

Intuitively, we can each feel the death smell in each other.

I asked the fat man, "Have you seen them?"

The fat man shook his head and said, "Look, these seven people are all dressed differently, they should come from all over the world, they don't seem to be from the same place..."

I looked at the fourth girl again. He has been reborn so many times, so he will definitely have an impression.Unexpectedly, the fourth girl's answer was even more straightforward, she shook her head and said, "I don't remember!"

Hearing Miss Si's answer, I scolded myself for being so stupid. Miss Si would forget some things every time she was reborn, and only one or two of the most important things could be remembered in his mind. How could he care about the so-called What about your colleagues?
What's more, he is the boss who commands Captain Mojin!No matter how powerful a master is, he is nothing in front of the fourth girl.

But even though I said so much, I was still secretly on guard.

Uncle Ming's move this time is obviously inevitable, otherwise he would not have found us, and brought two other batches of experts.He was not Ma Rulong and the old blind man, but the person who had witnessed the secret of Li Si's tomb with his grandfather. He naturally knew that no matter how many people he brought in, they would be cannon fodder in the end.But he still chose to bring so many people. On the one hand, it restrained us, and on the other hand, it also showed his determination.

Just as we were looking at each other, two helicopters landed in the grass in the suburbs.

Uncle Ming jumped out of the helicopter at this moment, and seeing that we were all present, he briefly introduced us.

"This is Mr. James, a former captain of the US Marine Corps. He once participated in the war in Afghanistan, nicknamed the Cold-Blooded Murderer."

I shook hands with the tall bald foreigner, but the bald man ignored me and stood behind Uncle Ming like a professional bodyguard.

Uncle Ming called the other seven people over, pointed at one of them, an old man with a goatee, and said, "This is the leading brother in Shanxi's tomb robbery industry. He has rich experience. We will listen to his command before going down to the tomb this time! Ding Dong, you Just call him old."

This old man was about fifty years old, with dark skin and wrinkled face, he looked more like a farmer, but the viciousness revealed from the corner of his eyes was not to be underestimated.

If I hadn't been to the tomb several times and seen all kinds of ruthless people, I might have been deceived by this old man's appearance.

I nodded at Nian Boss, who responded with a smile.

Finally, Uncle Ming pulled the young man who had conflicts with us before and said, "Ding Dong! This is Aaron, my nephew. Don't take this small misunderstanding to heart. When it comes to the relationship between our two families, you have to Just call him big brother."

After Uncle Ming finished speaking, the young man bowed to me respectfully: "I offended you a lot earlier, I hope you don't take it to heart."

Although it could be seen that his apology was not sincere, but because of Uncle Ming's face, I couldn't say anything, so I had to smile and politely talk to him.

However, I always feel that the way this person apologizes is a bit weird, but I can't think of the specific weirdness for a while.But the fat man on the side whispered in my ear: "Grandma, why does this guy look like a Japanese?"

When I heard the fat man mentioned the Japanese, I felt a little bit in my heart, but I quickly covered it up without any trace.

Because Uncle Ming is in a hurry, he just briefly introduced the main characters of several batches of teams. Let us get to know each other after we get on the plane.

Two civilian Dolphin helicopters, each capable of carrying fifteen people, we were in a group with the seven old poles, and Uncle Ming was in a group with the mercenaries, and they took off directly amidst the roar of the engines.

On the plane, we only knew that the place we were going to this time was Mount Li!

Speaking of Lishan, it is very familiar. Lishan is a branch of the Qinling Mountains. Although the altitude is not high, the geographical conditions are unique.Because it is located in Guanzhong and close to the ancient capital of Xi'an, it has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times.

The Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang, which shocked the world, is located in Lishan Mountain, and the allusions of Zhou Youwang's Fenghuo opera with princes also occurred in Lishan Mountain, and Nuwa repaired the sky and so on.

Even in the Republic of China, the famous Xi'an Incident took place here. Zhang Xueliang imprisoned Chiang Kai-shek and forced Chiang Kai-shek to resist Japan.

It can be said that many major events affecting the Chinese nation have taken place in Lishan.

According to "Nine Turns to Bury the Dragon Jue", Kunlun is the birthplace of the world's dragon veins, and Lishan is the leader of this dragon vein. Together with Henan, the Yangtze River, and the Yellow River, it forms the shape of a giant dragon. It has been nurtured for 5000 years. How many Chinese children have been born, so there has been a saying since ancient times: those who get the dragon veins win the world.

It can be seen that Lishan is important to Chinese civilization.

I thought about it. According to common sense, there are indeed many historical sites in the Lishan area, and Uncle Ming should not have found the wrong place this trip.

But after entering Lishan, where shall we go next?The top of the mountain, the bottom of the mountain, or dig a hole in the middle of the mountain to find a big fight?I don't know anything about this.

Seeing that I was staring at the map in a daze, the fat man leaned over and took a look, but he couldn't understand it at all, so he curled his lips and said, "What the hell is this drawing? Why do I think it looks like a child's graffiti?"

Because there is no specific location marked on the map, there are no texts, only a few sporadic symbols, so few people can tell at a glance that this is the Qinling and Lishan areas.If I hadn't studied the "Nine Turns of Burial Dragon Jue" hard during this period of time, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to recognize this sheepskin map, so I explained to the fat man immediately: "Look at this rolling mountain, doesn't it look like a road?" The dragon's head? It seems that Uncle Ming is going to lead us into the Qinling Mountains this time."

As soon as I said Qinling, the fat man's small eyes suddenly turned round. Although he didn't understand the dragon's veins, he knew that Qinling was full of antiques, and any hole he dug could be the tomb of some prince.

Then he took a peek at the group of veterans sitting across from us and said, "I said, why did I find a leading brother in the Shaanxi tomb robbery world to take the lead? We dare to dig the soil on his territory!"

I pulled the fat man and signaled him not to talk nonsense.

Right now we don't know where Uncle Ming is going to take us to Mount Li, and we can't tell if the place we're going to is the Imperial Mausoleum.

Unexpectedly, the old man with a goatee on the opposite side looked at me in surprise and said, "I didn't expect that you are so young, you know so much about feng shui and geography?"

"That's right, we, Ding Dong, don't have any good points, we're just smart..."

Seeing that the fat man was about to brag again, I was afraid that he would say something that shouldn't be said, so I quickly changed the subject and said, "I just learned a little superficiality from the book, and let all the uncles laugh at me."

(End of this chapter)