The most powerful sect in the tomb-robbing world is the archaeological sect
No matter how everyone asked, Russell just smiled and said nothing, nor did he reveal the details of this sect.
Also, because he was young, everyone thought his words were a joke and didn't take them seriously. They had no idea of the glorious achievements this sect would have in the future.
They dare to rob the tomb that even the tomb raiders dare not!
They dare to dig the tomb that Fa Qiu Zhonglang Jiang dared not to dig!
They dare to touch the tomb that the Taoist monks dare not touch!
They dare to enter the tomb that even the strong men of Queling dare not enter!
Archaeological evidence shows it, the king has granted special permission, and it is forbidden by gods and ghosts!
After Russell's interruption, Marshal Zhang explained it again, and Uncle Jiu finally understood the reason.
The cause of the incident was actually that Marshal Zhang was supporting a large group of people here, but if he didn't fight, he couldn't make any money, so he just lived off the money and had no money left.
This made Marshal Zhang very worried. He wandered around the house every day and almost pulled out all his hair, which was not much to begin with.
But soon, he heard a big news, that is, not long ago, a warlord named Sun dug up a royal tomb and bombarded the hill with cannons for a long time.
He rushed directly into the tomb and dug out countless wealth, which took a long time to transport with a horse-drawn carriage. He became extremely rich.
If he had money, he would buy guns and recruit people. His power would suddenly become much stronger. Judging from his aggressive look, it would not be long before he would attack the old witch's grave.
The success of the man named Sun made Marshal Zhang very envious, and he quickly sent people to inquire around.
I don't know whether it was lucky or unfortunate, but a tomb robber was rescued from the prison. I heard that he hid in there on purpose to avoid being hunted down.
Now after hearing what Russell said, it seems that he was just trying to avoid being hunted down by other tomb-robbing sects, which makes sense.
Marshal Zhang and the descendant of Guanshan Taibao hit it off immediately. The young man seemed to have some real skills and actually found a large tomb in the mountain.
I don't know which dynasty the tomb belongs to, but it is very big. According to the young man, it is big enough to support his army for four or five years.
But the older the grave is, the greater the probability of death, and the more likely it is that something bad will happen.
They encountered it and bombarded it with cannons for a long time, but many people still died inexplicably. If the young man hadn't had the golden seal in his hand, they probably wouldn't have survived.
Marshal Zhang was no fool. So many people were killed in the tomb, so he became suspicious and thought of Uncle Jiu.
He must be famous, know his background well, and be willing to help him. Most importantly, he cannot be a liar and must have real skills.
Marshal Zhang naturally knew whether Uncle Jiu had real ability or not.
If Uncle Jiu had not gone to Mount Mao to study Taoism, he might not have been able to marry Michelle.
"Dou Chiying, you don't know how vicious the things in that tomb are!"
Marshal Zhang still felt a lingering fear when he mentioned this. He swallowed his saliva and said, "My soldiers went in, but not one of them came out alive."
"And they were all skinned and hung on the trees outside the tomb, scaring away all the people in the small village nearby!"
hiss!
Everyone couldn't help but gasp. Just hearing the description of "skinning", they felt a chill running up their spines. It seemed extremely brutal.
Uncle Jiu also frowned. The things in the tomb chased out, which was really brutal.
Before he could say anything, the young man immediately shook his head and said, "The Marshal is wrong. We didn't even enter the tomb. The incident happened on the night we were stationed in the village!"
He looked horrified. "I don't know what happened. I just heard weird laughter and everyone started killing each other. Then, then..."
There is no need to talk about what happened afterwards. Those people seemed to be unaware of it. In front of him, they peeled off the skin of the other party alive and hung them under the branches.
The horrifying and cruel scene made him kneel down and retch even though he was a vicious tomb robber.
If it weren't for the protective golden seal of Guanshan Taibao, he probably wouldn't have been able to get out.
"Before we even entered the tomb, our entire army was wiped out?"
When Uncle Jiu heard this, he immediately stood up from his chair with a look of surprise and doubt on his face. According to this, this tomb is really too scary!
He frowned, turned around and began to persuade Marshal Zhang, "You have heard it too. The ghost came out to kill people before we even entered the tomb. If we go in, I'm afraid it will be very cruel."
"Just give up. Why are you going into that tomb? If you really can't do anything else, you can ask your men to farm and support yourself."
Marshal Zhang rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "Dou Chiying, you are really crazy. Do you expect a bunch of idiots with their heads sewn to their belts to farm?"
He slammed the table and said, "I bet not only do they not farm, but they also go out to rob people every now and then, and even rob people with guns!"
What he said is true. Nowadays, those who join his team are just those who can't make it and come here to make a living.
With money, you have hope. You can send some of it home and use the rest to enjoy yourself.
Expect them to farm
They have guns and cannons, so why do they still have to farm honestly
Russell nodded on the side. Now it's a chaotic war. The warlords will come today and run away tomorrow. The fight will be far away and they may die tomorrow.
If they don't train now and instead go to farm, they might end up being wiped out along with their fields.
Moreover, for a small warlord like Marshal Zhang, every person was recruited with a lot of money. If they ran out of money, nine out of ten would run away.
Uncle Jiu rubbed his head and made an unreliable suggestion.
"How about I pay you some money to support you?"
"you?"
Marshal Zhang glanced at Uncle Jiu with a hint of contempt in his eyes, "How many people can a few dozen silver dollars be divided among?"
This is really because he looks down on Uncle Jiu. With just a few dozen dollars, he would be a rich man in a rural town and could support an army, haha.
"Alas, I am also a poor man." Uncle Jiu shook his head helplessly, "There is only a mine in my family, and there are only a dozen tons of gold."
"puff!"
The water that Zhang Dashuai had just drunk suddenly spurted out, his eyes widened, "How much?"
"About ten tons of gold."
Uncle Jiu made some calculations and realized that the world was in chaos right now, and Zhenghuangshi was a valuable family heirloom. If he sold it for ten tons of gold, there would be some way to get it.
Marshal Zhang jumped up from his chair. "Dou Chiying, no, Marshal Lin, from now on you are our Marshal Lin!"
He felt very regretful in his heart. Damn it, if I had known that being a Taoist priest could make so much money, I would not have been a warlord.
Do you know how terrified I am as a warlord
He was afraid that his subordinates would rebel internally and warlords would attack externally, so he was in a panic.
Uncle Jiu was left in tears and amused by Marshal Zhang's sudden change of attitude. Unexpectedly, Marshal Zhang looked at Michelin with a strange look and immediately changed his tone.
He couldn't accept financial support from his old rival, huh, absolutely not!
"I've decided. Grave robbing, damn it. I bought several Italian cannons from that foreigner a few days ago. Let's blow his mother up!"