After about seven or eight minutes, the doubts in my heart are getting heavier and heavier, but I just can’t feel it. If I really want to say it, I can only say that the atmosphere in this passage is extremely depressed, so depressed that even breathing has changed. It was extremely uncomfortable.
In the end, I couldn't bear this kind of doubt, so I stopped and looked at the surrounding environment, and found that we were in a long passage.
The lighting tool used in the passage is white phosphorus that was often used in ancient times. A lamp holder will be placed at intervals to illuminate the entire passage as if it is daytime. Above the passage is the kind of cement structure often used in ordinary basements. , The ground is covered with a layer of black tiles, which makes the whole passage look comfortable.
To be honest, if it weren’t for Wang Jiong’s introduction to the tomb, I thought I walked into the underground shopping mall. The place is full of a sense of sight of modern architecture.
Seeing this, I retracted my gaze and felt a doubt in my heart. Could it be that the feeling of depression was caused by burning white phosphorus
At this moment, Wang Jiong saw that I kept a calm face and didn't leave, so he pulled me a bit and said in doubt, "Brother Luo, are you?"
I frowned and asked him, "Leader Wang, three days ago, didn't you say that the tomb was red everywhere? Why now..."
Without waiting for me to finish, he seemed to have thought of this, frowning and said: "Maybe Xie Leiting and their methods have worked!"
"What way?" I asked hurriedly.
He shook his head and said, "Am I outside these few days? How can I know what he did, but I can assure you that it has been almost two years since the mausoleum. There is no more energy wasted in the Eighth Office. If you can't figure it out this time, I'm afraid there will be no more light in this mausoleum."
After all, he sighed deeply and led us to the front.
I wanted to ask a few more questions, but when I saw his expression, I guessed that even if I kept asking, I couldn't ask anything, so I followed.
After walking for about half an hour, a group of five of us came to a stone gate. The stone gate was built according to a normal gate. It is about 1.91 meters high and eighty-one centimeters wide. It is an authentic gate. Light, just in line with the size of Luban ruler.
"Brother Luo, that Xie Leiting can't speak well, so I hope you will hold back something in your heart, don't say it." Wang Jiong greeted me.
I smiled and nodded without speaking.
Then Wang Jiong greeted the three brothers of the Xie family again, basically telling them that the people in the eighth office were arrogant and arrogant, with high eyes and low hands. There was something offending, so that the three of them should not go to their hearts.
Then Xie Jinshan and Xie Yinshan didn't say anything, but Xie Tieshan was obviously unconvinced, and muttered: "The eighth person, why is it arrogant!"
After saying this, Xie Tieshan glanced at me, meaning it was obvious that he meant Sang Shuhuai!
I'm speechless too. This old thing said a lot of irony along the way. I respected him as a senior, and didn't pay much attention to him. I didn't expect it to be the same when I got here.
I glanced at him profoundly, smiled at him, did not speak, but had an idea in my heart, I have to find time and teach him a lesson, lest the old things chirp and crooked, endless.
When Xie Tieshan saw that I didn't speak, he cursed, "Boss!"
I smiled and nodded, but still did not speak.
When Wang Jiong saw that the situation was not right, he hurriedly played a round, perhaps because he was afraid that Xie Tieshan would continue to scold me, he raised his hand and knocked on the stone door.
Within a moment, Shimen opened.
The one who opened the door was a twenty-seven-year-old young man who was fairly long and beautiful, but his eyes were very wretched. First he took a look at us, and then said weakly: "Come in!"
"Come on, several people, please inside." Wang Jiong made a request at us.
I nodded and walked in. The room is estimated to be about a hundred square meters. There are a few simple furniture and a few beds in the room, and a bar-like thing is set in the east. On the top of the bar, there are inlaid things like doorknobs, large and small, and it is estimated that there are about sixty.
On the edge of the bar stood seven or eight people, one of whom was about sixty years old, wearing a gray tunic suit and thick eyebrows. If he guessed correctly, that person should be Xie Leiting.
Beside Xie Leiting, there is a 27-year-old woman standing in a fiery red coat with long hair draped vertically over her shoulders, giving people the feeling of a lady, with a pinch in her hand. Ms. Cigarette, her eyes glanced at me nonchalantly and did not speak.
Looking at her, I was immediately sure that this woman should be Xie Zaihong.
However, among these people, what attracted me the most was not these two people, but a middle-aged man sitting on a wooden stool. This man was about forty years old and dressed quite plainly, with a typical square face. Above the high bridge of the nose is a pair of deep eyes that are not bottomless, and the faint stubble is left on the lower jaw, giving people a heavy sense of decadence.
When I looked at him, he happened to be looking at me and didn't know what was going on. I felt a natural intimacy with this person.
Some people say that the first meeting between people determines the relationship between the two in the future. I think this is quite reasonable, because this middle-aged man is my fourth master, and he taught me something about Mohist institutions. His trick is that he gave me the courage to tell others that I am not a simple ghostmaker, but a real carpenter.
In my memory, I have strange feelings for the fourth master, because he is not only my fourth master, but also has another identity.
The first sentence I met with the four masters was quite plain. At that time, we both stared at each other. He walked over to me and smiled: "This little brother is Luo Dongchuan, right!"
I felt flattered at the time, and quickly said: "I am."
He smiled and said, "My man Mo Tianze, I'm glad to invite you over."
Mo Tianze
I was stunned. There are very few people in our town with the surname Mo. It seems that there is only one person like Mo Qianxue. Is this person related to Mo Qianxue
After this thought, I didn't dare to ask, so I said, "Uncle Mo, isn't it a shameless kid that you said? It's an honor to see Uncle Mo."
He smiled, patted me on the shoulder, and said, "Brother, good, work hard, very promising."
As soon as the voice fell, Xie Tieshan immediately leaned over, stretched out his palm, and said flatly: "Master Mo, I am Xie..."
Without waiting for him to finish, Mo Tianze bypassed him and said to me, "Dongchuan, come with me."
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