"My ancestor was illiterate. He didn't know that the piece of cloth was Hemuji."

"Besides, Hemuji was written in mute language. Only the dumb can understand it. Ordinary people can't understand it at all."

"In today's society, there are probably no more than a thousand people in the country who can understand mute language."

"Later, my ancestor's family fell into poverty. When he died, he was buried with that piece of cloth."

Boss Li waved his hand and sighed.

"Buried? Oh my."

The young man slapped his thigh in pain.

"That's a pity."

"What happened later?"

Boss Li's eyes flashed with reminiscence: "Later, our family experienced countless ups and downs, until the late Qing Dynasty, when my great-grandfather had some money."

"My great-grandfather thought about moving the ancestral tomb."

"When he moved, he found that everything in the ancestor's coffin was broken, but the piece of cloth wrapped around my ancestor was intact."

"My great-grandfather took the "030" to an antique dealer, and only then did he realize that the cloth was written in mute language, which only a mute could understand."

"This piece of cloth is the Hemu Collection, which records the locations of twenty-four ancient tombs."

"Twenty-four?"

"Your Li family deserves to make a fortune."

"You can't finish digging it up in your lifetime."

Uncle Tai and his friends were full of envy, their eyes sparkling.

How could an ancient tomb that the army is interested in be simple? There must be countless treasures.

"It's too long ago. How many years did it take from the Northern Wei Dynasty to the late Qing Dynasty? Just because our ancestors didn't go there doesn't mean others won't go there?"

"My grandfather and father have also looked for it."

"Most of those ancient tombs have been turned over, and some have been excavated by archaeologists, but only two have been turned over."

"The bucket I went to turn over with you guys before was recorded in the Hemu Collection."

Uncle Tai and the others nodded secretly. Although the ancient tomb will not run away, there are endless greedy people, so it is understandable that it has been turned over by others.

"So where are we going this time?"

"This is the last of the twenty-four ancient tombs, and I think it's also the best one!"

"How is it good?"

"Although there is no detailed record in the Hemu Collection, it says that the treasures inside are beyond the reach of mortals, and are the best of the best."

"Hey!"

The thin old man Liang, one of the five, suddenly spoke up and reminded: "Where things go to the extreme, the dangers must also be extreme! So you must not take it lightly."

"We are not novices, we have all fought before, and we know a little about the dangers in the tomb, so we will not be careless."

"That's good to know."

"Rest early and set off early tomorrow."

"That's right."

The five people ate and drank simply, then turned off the fire and got into the tent.

Lu Feng moved his mind, and quietly released his spiritual power, using his spiritual power to knock Boss Li, Uncle Qin and his group unconscious.

Then he walked out from behind the tree and entered Boss Li's=|

"Shuangquanshou!"

Lu Feng started to read the memory directly.

After a while, he let go of Boss Li.

"What a pity."

As Boss Li said, of the 24 ancient tombs recorded in Hemuji, except for the tomb in Jiazigou, which was not clearly excavated, the rest had been excavated.

Then he left the camp.

When Shirley Yang saw Lu Feng coming back, she immediately shouted: "Lu Feng, the meat is roasted, come and eat some."

"I'm just hungry."

Lu Feng took the roasted meat and sat down next to Hu Bayi: "I just went to another group of people, those people were tomb raiders."

"Are you really looking for local goods?" Wang Yueban said in surprise.

"Qinling is so big, you shouldn't go to the same place, right?" Fatty Wang asked.

"It's the same place."

"Damn, what a coincidence?"

Fatty Wang glared, swallowed the barbecue in his mouth in no time and said: "Then we have to get ahead of them."

They couldn't run over and tell the other party that they liked this tomb and let them go back, right? After all, it wasn't passed down from their ancestors.

Whoever gets it first gets it.

It all depends on their ability.

"We need to cross the Snake Head Mountain first, and then go deep into the primitive jungle for dozens of kilometers. It won't be difficult for us to surpass them with our speed."

"That's right."

"Then let's rest early."

"Let's keep watch tonight." Aning said.

"No need."

"Who will keep watch?"

"Pheasant Neck."

"..."

Aning shuddered, and was almost bitten to death by it at the beginning.

Knowing that Lu Feng had made arrangements, Aning stopped talking.

Lu Feng looked at the mall and found that there were either fire-sitting or thunder-inviting techniques, as well as escape techniques and herb pills, so he bought a bottle of herb pills for backup.

Just as everyone went to sleep, more than a dozen flickering flashlights appeared in the forest, as if they were looking for something in the mountains.

More than 30 pheasants stretched their necks and crawled towards the lights.

"Don't move."

The order sounded in their brains.

Lu Feng opened the tent and looked at the lights. These people were dressed in uniform. They were patrol members in the mountains, investigating fires, guarding against poaching, and stealing trees.

Lu Feng didn't want to move the camp he had just set up, so he tried to lead them away.

"I don't know what happened, but I'm so sleepy tonight."

"Weren't you quite energetic just now?"

"I don't know, I'm getting sleepier and sleepier."

"I'm so sleepy too, I can hardly open my eyes."

"I thought I was the only one who was sleepy, but it turns out you guys are sleepy too."

"I can't stand it anymore."

"Could it be the miasma in the mountains that makes us sleepy?"

"It's possible."

"Let's go back."

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The patrol team turned back and left the camp.

When Fatty Wang and the others woke up, it was already daybreak.

"The other group has already left."

Wu Chan could no longer sense Uncle Tai and his group.

"Earlier than us?" Aning said in surprise.

"Not as fast as us."

"That's true."

Lu Feng and his group started to leave after lunch, and caught up with Uncle Tai and his group that night. It wouldn't be a big deal if they left for an hour or two.

Half an hour later.

Lu Feng and his group saw Uncle Tai and his group.

"Uncle Tai, there are people behind us."

The young man whispered.

Uncle Tai looked back and saw that Aning, Wang Yueban, and Ye Liuxi were carrying small bags, while Lu Feng and his group were empty-handed.

They didn't look like they were here to do business.

"It's okay."

Uncle Tai didn't take it seriously.

Lu Feng and his companions did not talk to them. They quickly passed them and disappeared from their sight. They secretly quickened their pace but could not catch up.

"Aren't they walking too fast?"

The young man 1.5 panted heavily, his eyes flying out: "I didn't expect to meet such a beautiful girl here. It's really surprising."

"You didn't even go to chat with her?" Boss Li laughed. []

The young man was stunned and waved his hand with a bitter smile.

"Do you think I don't want to?"

"I was just about to go over when the leather jacket girl glared at me. I felt like I was in an ice cellar."

"Do you know what that feels like? It's like someone is pointing a gun at my head."

"Is it true?"

"I'd be lying to you!"

Everyone: "..."

Uncle Tai and his companions looked at each other. Can an ordinary person scare people with a look?

Holding a high position for a long time?

Not likely.

Fierce eyes?

I didn't notice.

Have you ever killed anyone?

Uncle Tai's four eyes jumped.

"It doesn't look like they are looking for local goods anyway, so why not let them go first." said Master Liang.

Uncle Tai nodded: "Let's go."

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