I know that Mr. Hu San may be hiding something from us, but I didn't ask any more questions. Everyone has their own goals and secrets, and if Mr. Hu San wants to talk, he will tell us. If he doesn't want to talk, I won't be able to get any information out of him. .. Free e-book download
Master Hu coughed a few times, then said: "Our goal is to enter the Xuan Palace deep in the underground palace, where Qin Shihuang's coffin is, and then use the Yin-Yang Record to find a way to enter eternity. Then we will enter eternity together and destroy it if we have a chance."
"But is fate so easy to destroy?" Hanba suddenly looked at Master Hu San and laughed contemptuously. Hanba hadn't even spoken a word along the way, and his relationship with Master Hu San and the others was not very good.
Master Hu San stood up and sighed, "Nothing is difficult in this world if one sets his mind to it."
Then Master Hu San showed us the map of the underground palace of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum. Actually, it's not quite correct to call it a map of the underground palace. It was just a rough outline. Then he asked Huang Zhenmin if he needed any tomb-robbing tools so that he could find someone to buy them.
Huang Zhenmin also made a lot of lists, such as the Luoyang shovel and other things that police officers only see in novels like Grave Robbers' Chronicles. A large part of the list Huang Zhenmin listed was snake serum, dry food, military flashlights, and some shovels, but this shovel was very small, about the size of a person's palm. Anyway, there were a lot of things, and they were very miscellaneous. "
I also asked Master Hu San to get me some yellow talismans, cinnabar, black dog blood and other things to ward off evil spirits. No one else wanted anything either, or they had already prepared some. Then we were given a submachine gun, two pistols, three submachine gun magazines and six pistol magazines. Damn, holding a gun felt like going to war.
In fact, all men are brave, especially soldiers. I have a special admiration for them. I always feel that soldiers are real men with strong bones. But nowadays, those fast boys with greasy hair and powdered faces wear heavy makeup and have plastic surgery all day long, and speak like a sissy, as if they are afraid of speaking too loudly. I feel that men should be like soldiers. Even in the entertainment industry, they have to be men like Chow Yun-fat, who makes himself like a woman all day long. The most puzzling thing is that there are some crazy fans who like such people.
It may seem a bit off topic, but I was still a little excited when I touched the submachine gun. I really wanted to load a magazine and fire a burst of bullets at the ceiling. Of course, this was just a thought. I would definitely have to go in and stay there the next day.
Wu Zhicong was only given a pistol. I also played with a pistol when I first joined the supernatural investigation team. It also had exorcism bullets, but exorcism bullets can only deal with some low-level ghosts and have no effect on Mr. Hu San, so we used it less and less.
Meng Lao and Huang Zhenmin each received a submachine gun, while Master Hu San and Hanba naturally didn't care. After Master Hu San distributed the items, he said, "Okay, everyone go back to bed early, and start the action tomorrow morning when you get up."
I put the submachine gun into my bag, and then we walked out. I said hello to Wu Zhicong and Qin Qing, and then I went back to my room to sleep.
I don’t know why the next day, maybe because we were about to go to the Qin Emperor’s Mausoleum, or I was a little excited, I woke up naturally at seven o’clock. I was surprised that I could wake up so early.
We walked out of the room and went to the restaurant on the third floor to have a buffet. Wu Zhicong, Qin Qing, and Hanba were also there. They were sitting together at this time. I took some snacks and ran to sit next to Hanba. Wu Zhicong was sitting opposite us with Qin Qing. I looked over and saw that Wu Zhicong and Qin Qing were eating like crazy. Only Hanba was sitting alone without taking anything. I took a bite of the cake and asked, "Hanba, why aren't you eating?"
Hanba shook his head and finally spoke: "Uh, I'm a zombie. I don't like to eat these. My feelings about these things are the same as, uh, how you humans feel about mud. They're boring."
Huang Zhenmin also came in and took some things, then walked over to our side, smiling and saying, "Hi, good morning, everyone."
I asked Hanba to go in a little further, and I also moved in and pointed to the seat next to me and said to Huang Zhenmin, "Come on, Senior Huang, sit here."
Huang Zhenmin also laughed and sat down, glared at me and said, "Don't call me old senior, am I that old? Call me big brother!"
I nodded. I don't know why, but I was in a good mood. Later, Mr. Hu San and Mr. Meng also came down. They came over to say hello and then ran away to chat about something.
"Young man, did you talk about Guiguzi's tomb yesterday? I didn't hear it clearly yesterday. Can you tell me more about it?" Huang Zhenmin asked me with interest while eating.
I smiled and asked, "It's a long time ago. Brother Huang is still interested in this matter. It's just a dilapidated tomb. I'll take you to visit it someday."
"That's a deal. After we come out of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, you have to take me for a walk. Guiguzi is a legendary figure. He is especially good at things like mechanisms and traps. Tell me in detail what you encountered." Huang Zhenmin munched on a steamed bun and looked at me with his big eyes.
Anyway, I was bored, so I divided Guiguzi into three major sections and nine minor sections, and explained it slowly bit by bit. Of course, some things needed to be changed. For example, those few little white suits were changed into dozens of powerful monsters. The general zombie was also several times more powerful. Even the giant python had more than a dozen. I made up as many mechanisms and traps as I could. Moreover, I found that no matter how I made it up, Huang Zhenmin would not feel it was exaggerated. When he heard about dozens of little white suits, he wondered how could there be so few.
My brows darkened at that time. Damn it. That little white suit and that zongzi had caused me so much trouble back then. And they were extremely powerful. Five of them gave me a headache already. If there were dozens of them, I would be doomed.
Anyway, we spent the whole morning just bragging and chatting. After dinner, Master Hu San came up to us and said, "It's almost eight o'clock now. Gather at the hotel entrance at half past eight and then set off for the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum. Bring all your belongings with you and keep your guns somewhere secret. There are many military personnel staying in this hotel. It will be troublesome if someone with sharp eyes sees us."
When he said this, I was actually still secretly despising him. This bastard is speaking so carefully now, but when he casually put these guns on the table yesterday, didn’t he seem to be afraid of being discovered