Twenty Years of Corpse Hunting in The Yellow River

Chapter 650: Lu Xuandao

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This intermittent conversation made me feel a little horrified, I don't know now, how can the person who speaks hide from my eyes and ears.

"Take your child, get out of the car and go there to hide." I whispered to Wan Miaoran. Wan Miaoran didn't know what had happened, but when I said this, she immediately picked up Little May in his sleep.

At this moment, the sound of intermittent conversation came out again. This time, I was vaguely aware. I suddenly felt that the sound seemed to be coming from under the ground where the big car was parked.

I held my breath and listened again. Sure enough, the sound really came from the ground. No wonder I scanned left and right for a long time, but I didn't find the person speaking.

Boom! ! !

At this moment, the ground under the cart suddenly collapsed, and all of it collapsed within a radius of four or five feet. Under the ground, there is a big hole, at least three or four feet deep. The ground collapsed too suddenly, and the area was so large, I didn't have time to have any unnecessary reactions, and the whole cart fell straight down.

At a distance of three or four feet high, the cart fell and was almost broken apart. Fortunately, there was a layer of soft virtual soil under the cave. Xiao Wuyue was awakened and burst into tears.

I didn't expect that this piece of ground would collapse all at once. After landing, my first reaction was to pull Wan Miaoran and ask her to take Xiao Wuyue out of the car first, and then think of a way to send them up.

At this time, the heavy dust slowly drifted away, and I saw the light of torches over there. The light ball of that kind of torch is small, but very bright. When I saw this kind of torch, I remembered some stories I had heard before.

Such torches are generally used by people who are tomb thieves. The space in the tomb is small and the torches are too busy, but they are not good. It is such a small but resistant torch that is the most suitable.

When I saw the faint firelight, I also smelled a stale breath, which was obviously left behind by the time and years that slowly settled down.

I am not a tomb thief, and I have never dealt with such a person, just listen to God fortune and Huayouzi always mention these. They said that some tomb robbers would choose a quiet place to avoid people's eyes and ears, and then dig a hole, digging directly into the tomb without knowing it.

The place in front of me is not far from the road next to it. There are often pedestrians and horses passing by on the road. If it is to avoid suspicion, the tomb robbers may really drill holes from other places and come directly from the ground.

Before I finished thinking about these thoughts, I heard a low and sorrowful cry. At the same time, the fire light not far away is constantly flickering, and it should be the person holding the torch that is tempting, tempting to come over and take a look.

I came back to my senses when I heard the screams. The cart fell straight down. The people below were unprepared and couldn't break free. The wheel of the cart hit a person's leg. This person was crushed under the head. , Can't pull out the leg.

"Don't move yet!" I said to Wan Miaoran, and then turned over and jumped out.

The person who was held down by the wheel was about 30 years old. He was relatively short in length, but very capable. One of the people's legs was bloody, and the wheel was firmly pressed by the wheel, and the leg was held in pain. Not far away, it should be his accomplice.

"Little horse!" The man's accomplice looked at it for a while, maybe

It can also be seen that we fell from above unintentionally, and he yelled cautiously.

"Quick... Help me..." The crushed person ignored everything and yelled to his companions.

I don’t know what his companion thinks. I can see that I just fell down accidentally. However, when I shouted out, the other party suddenly rushed over. Before the person came, he slammed the torch. Throw it away.

The torch flashed in front of my eyes, and then I saw the shiny steel knife in the opponent's hand. This person is considered to have a few hands, but in front of me, it is not enough to see, I didn't move, and when he rushed forward, he raised his hand and patted his wrist lightly.

I guessed that this person should have a murderous heart. They were hiding in the ground sneakily, perhaps because they were about to do something. I suddenly broke through and wanted to kill me.

I didn't use my full strength, but the weather before me was everywhere. With this shot, my hand was tinged with the breath of the weather, and the opponent's wrist was directly broken. Backed out, inexplicably horrified.

His kung fu is like this, but his eyesight is still improvised. With such a trick, he has already seen that my kung fu is not something he can resist. This person simply turned around and ran away as he covered his wrists and backed away.

"What the hell do you run..." The man crushed under the wheel saw his accomplices fleeing away alone, and suddenly became angry and cursed.

At this moment, the dust in the big pit settled, and I saw that there was a small hole in front of it, very narrow. The man got in, stabbed, and disappeared immediately like a field mouse.

Wan Miaoran and the child were by my side. I couldn't chase it rashly and turned around to pick up Wan Miaoran's mother and son first.

"Help... Help me..." The man who was crushed by the wheel looked at his accomplice and escaped, and in desperation, he could only ask for help.

I sent Wan Miaoran mother and son up there, thinking for a moment, the person who was suppressed must be unable to move. I have no grievances with him, and there is nothing wrong with saving him. By the way, you can also ask, they are hiding. What is going on here.

Thinking of this, I got down again, drove the cart and rescued the man.

After returning to the ground, I took a look. The man's calf bone was crushed and he grinned in pain. I found two wooden boards for him and gave him wound medicine. He thanked him again and again, and he was so familiar with the road that he put medicine on his bones.

I kept scanning around, wanting to see if his accomplice would wait for an opportunity to return, but that guy seemed very unrighteous, knowing that I was difficult to deal with, and disappeared as soon as he left.

"Your companion, it looks like he won't be back."

"Today, I have seen through, what kind of loyalty..." The man named Xiao Ma frowned and cursed, obviously full of resentment.

"Are you a soil climber?"

"I..." Xiao Ma stunned, but then nodded: "I don't talk secretly in front of the Mingren. I can't hide my ability from you. That's right, I am the soil climber."

Tuclizi is another name for the tomb thief on our side. This little horse is indeed a tomb thief. If he is really a tomb thief, the one that collapsed suddenly just now is probably an ancient tomb.

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"Digging graves and digging graves, hurting Yinde." I said to Xiao Ma: "Change a career and find a bowl of clean rice to eat."

"Who said no? This time, I just wanted to get it right, so I stopped washing my hands. Who would have thought..." Xiao Ma said, and glanced at me: "Man... I've seen countless people. You are a kind person, and now there is a way to get rich. My accomplice has no righteousness and left me and fled by myself. I don’t tell him any morality. How did you and I join hands in this business? No matter how much you harvest, 21 Add five..."

Xiao Ma may be very concerned about the ticket business at the moment, and he has broken his leg, but he still doesn't forget it.

I counted the time. The coachman is probably already in the county seat. If he bought a cart and horse overnight, he would come to pick us up. It won’t be long. Take advantage of this opportunity and just treat it as a small talk and ask the pony to ask. .

"Tell me, what business?"

"For another person, I really don't say, I'm still afraid of the black and the black, but brother, you are a kind person, I'm not afraid to tell you." As soon as the little horse talked about this, the spirit came up, and it seemed that there was no leg injury. It hurts so much, he twisted his body on the ground, pointed to the big hole that had just collapsed not far away, and said, "Most you don't know, there is a grave below, let alone who is buried in the grave."

"I really don't know."

"I wasted a whole two years for this grave." Xiao Ma pressed his throat and said, "Have you heard of Lu Xuan Dao?"

"Lu Xuan Dao?" I pondered for a moment. The name seemed a little familiar, but when I thought about it, I couldn't remember it for a while.

"Lu Xuan Dao, it's a... It's a demon way..." Wan Miaoran coaxed Xiao Wuyue and whispered in my ear: "I am a man from a hundred years ago. I heard the people of Shanmen talk about it..."

When Wan Miaoran reminded me of this, I really remembered it.

Lu Xuandao, one hundred years ago, can be said to be famous in Dahetan. He claimed to be a member of the Daoist School, but he acted evilly and raised a lot of things like foxes and yellow skins. People say that Lu Xuandao has been cultivated to be a master, and he can turn into a fox yellow skin. With this identity, he does evil.

At that time, Lu Xuan Dao's reputation was really stinky. Compared with Lu Xuan Dao, the reputations of God fortune and Huayouzi were very good people. At first, people were unwilling to provoke Lu Xuan Dao and swallowed their anger everywhere, but over time, Lu Xuan Dao offended too many people and caused public outrage. They formed gangs on the river beaches and lakes to encircle him several times.

For the last time, Lu Xuandao was said to have suffered a serious injury and escaped. However, since he escaped that time, no one has seen him again, and there seems to be no such character in the arena.

After Lu Xuandao disappeared, rumors spread. Some people said he fled elsewhere, while others said he was dead. Since then, many people are still looking for the buried ground of Lu Xuandao.

Lu Xuandao gathered a lot of treasures during his lifetime, and he also left a copy of the Xuandao Sutra, which is said to record what he has learned throughout his life. He didn't learn anything good, but he turned into a fox demon and drove the demon fairy, but they were all coveted stunts.

Therefore, Lu Xuandao has been dead for a long time, and there are still people looking for his burial ground, but so many people have not been found yet.

"What do you mean?" I glanced at Xiao Ma, "This place is the tomb of Lu Xuandao?"

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