People check in and punch cards in tomb robbery

Chapter 226
There was no sign, no trace of a fight, a living person, like a drop of rainwater falling into the river, disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

A chill instantly enveloped everyone's hearts like heavy dark clouds.

"Find!"

"Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to find it."

"If you want to see people, if you want to see people, if you want to see corpses, it's hard to be gone."

Zhang Qishan's face was ashen, and his aura was as sharp as a knife, which made people daunting.

After being in charge of the Nine Schools for many years, many people almost forgot that this Great Buddha Zhang not only knows how to eat fast and chant Buddha, but also has the angry eyes of the Vajra.

When he arrived in Changsha City at the beginning of the year, how fierce was his method?
Everything that went wrong, all those who dared to block the way, all became ghosts under his gun, blood flowed like rivers on the way to kill, and people's hearts were crushed, so he sat safely as the leader of the nine sects.

Unlike the Xiling faction in western Hunan, Jiumen walks the rivers and lakes and talks about loyalty.

You must know that even now, the only way for anyone who wants to replace one of the nine gates is to pull the other party down from that position.

How much blood is involved, and human lives are worthless.

Hearing Zhang Qishan's ice-cold words, everyone's expression changed suddenly, and they dared not delay in the slightest.

Nearly 30 people approached the middle from the left and right, and kept searching.

Just over half an hour later, a group of people almost turned the hall upside down, but they still couldn't find any trace of Lu He, as if this person had never appeared from the beginning to the end.

"Who is closest to him?"

Wu Laogou once again had an extremely bad premonition in his heart, and the pictures he saw back then were broken and intertwined in the depths of his mind again.

He took a deep breath, but still couldn't wipe off the shadow on his face, his eyes swept across the guy like a knife.

A group of people looked left and right, and finally a guy stood up, "Fifth Lord, I was standing not far from the Ahe River at that time, but I was guarding my surroundings at that time, and I never thought that he would disappear. "

The guy had a look of fear on his face.

At that time, the distance between the two was less than two or three meters, but now they have ended up like this.

He couldn't imagine what it would be like if this happened to him.

"So you didn't hear anything beforehand?"

Old Dog Wu still didn't give up, and continued to ask.

"No, fifth master, you can ask other people, I really didn't hear anything before"

The buddy was about to swear, but when he said this, he suddenly hesitated.

"It's also possible that the movement was too small and was covered by the singing."

Hearing the man's words, the group immediately fell into deep thought.

At least an hour has passed since I came down from the mine, but the sound of opera has never stopped.

Habit is a terrible thing.

Especially in this environment, even if the opera sound disappears unknowingly, it is difficult for anyone to notice.If it was really the sound of opera before, covering up the movement of the signs, it seems to make sense.

Not to mention, the hall of past lives was shrouded in such a thick mist from beginning to end.

Some people say that there is an evil door, and it is not impossible to take people away in the blink of an eye.

Wishing has been paying attention to this matter all the time.

It's just that even he can't figure it out at all, what's going on?

He checked the location of Lu He carefully, and there was no mechanism similar to falling well under the floor.

Push back.

If not from the ground, then only from...the sky.

Thinking of this, Wishing subconsciously looked to the top of his head.

Just looking at it made my heart feel like being hit hard by a heavy hammer, my pupils constricted, and my eyes were full of disbelief.

The gap was so different that Zhang Qishan couldn't help but frowned, "Brother Xu, what's wrong?"

Wishing did not speak, but just pointed his finger on top of his head.

Seeing this, Zhang Qishan felt a strong bad feeling in his heart, raised his head solemnly, the next moment, he clenched his fists, and an uncontrollable panic rose from his heart.

Passing through the heavy fog, he saw countless corpses hanging on the beams under the dome of the main hall, some had rotted into bones, and some died recently.

Luhe is among them.

A rope passed through its neck bone, hanging him above.

Because the death time was not too long, Zhang Qishan could still see a deep pain on his face, and those protruding eyes were full of despair and fear.

"This……"

Zhang Qishan only felt a chill rushing from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head, and subconsciously exclaimed.

"What's wrong, Lord Buddha?"

Zhang Rishan, who was questioning the fellow soldiers, immediately turned his head when he heard the movement behind him.

He has only one task, which is to protect Buddha.

Even if everyone here died, including himself, he wouldn't care.

But no matter what, Zhang Qishan couldn't have an accident.The others were also startled and looked over one after another.

"Old Five, don't ask anymore, the person is gone, it's just above the head."

Zhang Qishan took a few breaths with great effort, he could barely breathe due to the suffocation under his chest.

Ignoring the cautious Adjutant Zhang, he looked over the crowd and landed on Old Dog Wu, with an indescribably weird expression on his face.

overhead?

Hearing his words, everyone looked up at the wooden beam in unison.

"God, why is Lu He hanging on it?"

"what happened?"

"Damn it, this place is fucking haunted."

After seeing the banner-like corpses on the wooden beams, especially the tragic death of Lu He, everyone shouted in horror.

This bloody thing is more than evil, it simply smashed their years of conception to pieces, and repeatedly ravaged them countless times.

"The corpses in the tunnel outside..."

Qi Tiezui trembled violently.

Among the nine gates, he went to the tomb the least. He had never seen such a weird scene before, and he felt like his scalp would explode.

But his mind was active, and he suddenly thought of those dead people who were also hanging on the wooden beams in the pit outside.

"I'm afraid that's how he died."

Zhang Qishan sighed.

Before, everyone thought that the Japanese and the chieftain killed those miners in order to cover up the secrets here.

Looking back now, I'm afraid things are really not that simple.

Otherwise, why didn't the Japanese escape?
"But Buddha must have an explanation. Is it a person, an institution, or some magic that we can't think of?"

With difficulty, he looked away from Lu He, and Wu Laogou's eyes were red.

In his heart, he regarded Lu He as his nephew, after all, generations of Lu family followed his family.

Now that he died so unclearly, how could he let it go?

"do not know."

Facing Wu Laogou's cracking eyes, Zhang Qishan was full of thoughts, but found that he couldn't say anything and could only shake his head. What happened here was far beyond his expectations.

(End of this chapter)