MTL - Tomb Raider: Bandit Chief-Chapter 136

Wu Xie, who came back to his senses, looked at Wei Chuan's right hand with curiosity.

Hearing Wu Xie's words, curiosity arose in everyone's hearts, even Zhang Qiling looked at Wei Chuan, waiting for Wei Chuan's reply.

Seeing this, Wei Chuan shrugged and said with a smile:

"Up to now, I will not hide it from you."

"That's right, I have practiced the secret arts of Faqiu Mojin and Faqiu Mojin with my teacher since I was a child."

"Adept at finding dragon acupuncture points, organ skills..."

Wu Xie!

Good question!

From now on, I, Wei Chuan... No, I, Wei San, will be Faqiu Tianguan!

"Is your master's surname Zhang?"

As soon as Wei Chuan finished speaking, Zhang Qiling hurriedly asked a question, his expression a little excited.

"Forehead.."

Wei Chuan froze for a moment, his mind full of thoughts.

The little brother must be lonely... He may not have seen his clansman for a long, long time.

After thinking about it, Wei Chuan still shook his head.

"No, my teacher's surname is Wei, and my name was also given by my teacher."

Zhang Qiling nodded, and immediately stood aside, the excited expression on his face disappeared instantly, looking a little lonely.

"Surname Wei..."

Now, it was Wu Sansheng's turn to get excited.

After two murmurs, Wu Sanxing resisted the agitation in his heart, and asked Wei Chuan in a calm voice:

"Professor Wei... Your master is called Wei Chuan?"

"how do you know?!"

Wei Chuan was 'jittery', and looked at Wu Sansheng with some surprise.

"My master's name is Wei Chuan!"

"I see!"

"So you are that disciple, no wonder you have such abilities."

Wu Sansheng's eyes lit up, and when he looked at Wei Chuan again, his eyes became more and more fiery.

"Professor Wei, your master had a close relationship with my father back then."

"It's just that I haven't seen your master come out of the mountain again for so many years."

"I don't know if your master is... still alive?"

"Hey.."

Wei Chuan nodded, sighed, and said with some 'worries'.

"My master went away a few years ago and never came back. Now even I don't know where he went."

"Third Uncle...Professor Wei's master, the name is familiar! I seem to have seen it in Grandpa's notebook."

At this time, Wu Xie was also startled, and looked at Wu Sansheng.

"That Master Wei is your grandfather's friend, and he was a genius in the fighting industry back then."

Wu Sansheng wanted to say something more, but suddenly remembered that he was still in the tomb.

"Forget it, I'll tell you after I get out, let's go to the tomb first."

"Professor Wei, after you get out of the tomb, please come to my Wu's house to have a talk. Let's talk then."

"Um."

After some conversation, Wei Chuan clearly felt it.

Wu Sansheng's attitude towards him changed drastically and became very cordial.

Not surprising though.

In the troubled times, he helped Gou Wu a lot. Even when Gou Wu got married and gave birth to a child, he personally came to the door to give gifts.

It's just that I didn't expect that the big guy didn't enjoy this favor, but Wei San, a vest, met him.

 …

.....warehouse.

After the short talk, everyone turned their attention back to the brick wall in front of them.

Wu Sanxing and Pan Zi took out the Luoyang shovel and hammer, and smashed them violently at the brick wall.

Within a few minutes, a gap was smashed into the brick wall enough to allow one person to pass through.

A group of six people got into the tomb one after another. .

Chapter 230

The scale of the tomb is average, only about half the size of a basketball court.

There are many stone lamp holders that have long been extinguished, and in the center of the tomb, there is a stone platform only one foot high,

On the stone platform, densely packed ciphertext symbols are engraved.

In the center, there is also a big bronze tripod.

"Master!"

"There is a sarcophagus in front, and there is an exit!"

After a cursory glance around, Pan Zi said excitedly.

Not far behind the cauldron, there is an open stone gate, and a large sarcophagus is placed in front of the stone gate!

As the saying goes, raising a coffin to make a fortune is what most people in the industry think.

The artifacts in the tomb are most likely accompanied by the owner of the tomb in the coffin.

If you meet a coffin, you will get rich!

Hearing Pan Zi's words, Wu Sanxing's expression brightened, but he still pressed his hands against Pan Zi.

"Don't worry, we've reached the tomb, don't let the gutter capsize."

"First take a closer look around to see if there are any agencies or information about the tomb."

When Wu Sanxing said this, not only Pan Zi, but also Wu Xie and Young Master He slowed down.

For fear of accidentally stepping on some mechanism.

Just as Wu Sansheng was carefully looking at the cipher text on the stone platform, another exclamation came from Pan Zi's mouth.

"Third Master! There are goods!"

I saw Pan Zi leaning in front of the big tripod, staring excitedly at the inside of the tripod.

"In stock?"

Hearing Pan Zi's words, Wu Sansheng's eyes lit up, he didn't care about the ciphertext or not, and immediately leaned in front of the cauldron to read it.

Inside the four-legged bronze tripod, there were two mummies, but the heads of the two mummies had been chopped off.

Under the two mummy bodies, there are still many bronze sacrificial vessels and jade sacrificial vessels.

"Third Master, I'll go in and have a look!"

After seeing these jade and bronze wares, Pan Zi's eyes lit up, and he pushed himself on the tripod and turned it in.

Seeing Pan Zi constantly turning over the sacrificial vessels in the cauldron, Wei Chuan curled his lips with disgust.

In ancient times, bronze wares and jade wares were luxury goods, not to mention high-quality funeral objects for nobles, whose value was many times higher than gold and silver.

Unfortunately... these items are not funeral objects.

This is a sacrificial vessel used as a sacrifice.. It is not a general evil spirit.

The value is not low, but absolutely no one wants to pay a high price for collection.

As expected of someone who has carried a gun before, how courageous!

These sacrificial utensils were filled with yin and resentment, if Pan Zi brought them home, he might not be able to bring home all the puppets from all over the world.

Of course, these sacrificial vessels are not so easy to get!

The super blood rice dumpling in the sarcophagus behind has woken up!

"Put everything down!"

at the same time.

Zhang Qiling, who had been standing in front of the sarcophagus, turned his head and gave a cold shout to Pan Zi.

"What's wrong, little brother?"

Pan Zi froze for a moment, glanced at the bronze vessel in his hand, and then set his eyes on Wu Sansheng.

"Listen to my brother!"

"Come out! Something may be wrong! Get the guys out!"

Wu Sanxing didn't even think about it, but greeted Pan Zi with a solemn expression.

He is very clear about Zhang Qiling's abilities.

Seeing Zhang Qiling staring at the sarcophagus, he already had a guess in his heart.

"it is good!"

As Wu Sansheng's confidant, Pan Zi still respects Wu Sansheng very much.

He immediately put down the jade and bronze wares on his body, then jumped out of the tripod, and took out the shotgun and black donkey's hooves from the backpack.

Slightly.. Slightly.. Click..

Just as Pan Zi climbed out of the sacrificial tripod, there was a sudden rattling sound in the tomb.

The sound, if you carefully listen to it, sounds like a slight rubbing sound, or a roaring sound.

Wu Sanxing and Pan Zi jumped up and raised their weapons, protecting Wu Xie and Hei Shao behind them.

The voice came from the sarcophagus!

Hearing this sound, Wei Chuan felt excited.

He hadn't done anything for a long time, and he missed the head-to-head battle with Zongzi.

What lies in this sarcophagus are three thousand years old blood rice dumplings!

And that blood zongzi is still a great king of Zhou Dynasty, King Mu of Zhou!

This kind of super blood rice dumplings must be very cool to fight!

"Third Lord...I have already returned all the things, but the things still have to come out..."

Looking at the sarcophagus that had started to vibrate slightly, Pan Zi swallowed, and whispered to Wu Sansheng.

"Looked away..."

Wu Sanxing cursed secretly, and let out a deep breath.

"That's not a funeral object, it's a sacrificial offering..."

"You entered the cauldron, and the things in the coffin treated you as a sacrifice!"

"Cough..cluck.."

Suddenly, Zhang Qiling stepped forward and knelt down facing the sarcophagus.

There was a dry cough in the throat, mixed with a little bird-like sound.