Tomb Raiders: Evacuate the Bronze Door

Chapter 90 Blowing Through the Grave Chamber and Came Over to Tell You (Subscribe)
Smoke and dust filled the air, and a big hole was directly blown out of the wall of the huge tomb.

A team of more than 40 people walked in directly against the smoke and dust.

Everyone in this team is fully armed, including inverted equipment, hot weapons, and cold weapons.

More than half of the people in the team had corpse spots all over their faces and hands.

Wu Xie took a breath, and looked nervously at Fatty Zhou Fan.

I got a look of "be safe and don't be impatient, and get the news of the fat sheep first".

The little brother narrowed his pupils slightly and made a gesture to everyone.

Circled by fingers, the size of the countless small incense burners that were seen hanging down in the tomb passage and filled with powdered medicinal residues from the Wu family medicine people.

Everyone instantly understood that the little brother could hear the footsteps of these people, and it was the same sound of shoes trampling on the ground as those who turned the small incense burners before.

After all, when going out to fight.

Except for those like Zhou Fan, who not only know the Taoist arts, but also are willing to spend the power of the soul and the seal of the bamboo lion, and bring some food and sundries.

Or like Zhang Dai, who goes everywhere, wants to be luxurious and high-profile, and can carry countless things with him.

Others, just carrying weapons and food, are exhausted and often have to throw them away while walking. There is really no condition to change shoes halfway.

Everyone looked at this wave, and they looked rather ruthless and imposing, with surprised eyes.

Because the team even used a stretcher to carry a rusted locker and a brass box.

The eyes of the people meet.

It's strange, but the smell of fat sheep hits my face.

The leader looks familiar.

It is on the huge square of Wuxie Waterfall that the seemingly honest middle-aged man who is the person in charge of opening the coffin for fighting gambling.

The younger brother Wu Xie's fat man glanced quickly, and lay on Zhou Fan's shoulder, pretending that it was a buttoned turtle emperor.

When they were fighting to open the coffin, the corpse turtle emperor dug the ground to chase this sneaky man.

And forcibly retrieved a human leather purse from him.

There is a jade pendant for throwing dragons and laying jade in it, as well as a photo of the tomb.

The seemingly honest middle-aged man glanced at Zhou Fan's younger brother, Fatty Wu Xie, with treacherous eyes.

He said angrily:

"Everyone, we have met before when we opened the coffin in Douga."

"I am Zheng Jingyin."

puff.

The fat man laughed directly, patted his thigh and said:

"Zheng Jingyin? A decent person?"

"Damn, which decent person presides over gambling and opening the coffin? Are you still using explosives to clear the way in the ancient tomb under the waterfall?"

Wu Xie looked at the hole that was blown open, and said with a faint uneasiness in his heart:
"Aren't you afraid that this ancient tomb will be blown up and everyone will be buried at the bottom of the lake?"

Zheng Jingyin sneered and said:

"I won't bother you, little third master."

"This layer on the four of you, the strange light that doesn't look right no matter how you look at it, is obviously something of a mysterious technique."

"In my team, basically all corpses have changed."

"No matter which side the people are killed, they will not be drowned by the lake."

Zhou Fan raised his palm, fluttering, and the money darts were connected into two strings of dark golden horses.

He shot straight at the brass boxes and lockers brought by Zheng Jingyin's men.

Zheng Jingyin frowned and looked at Zhou Fan who made a sudden attack.

He looked at the little brother who had no intention of stopping him at all.

Zheng Jingyin squeezed his fist and shouted at Wu Xie:

"The things in this locker and the brass box are the things of the third master Wu Sanxing, and the things of Master Huaer."

"Little third master, aren't you the most curious person?"

"Don't tell me you're just waiting for this kid who knows how to use mysterious techniques to destroy both of these things. Aren't you going to take a look?"

Wu Xie blinked, showed a shy smile to Zheng Jingyin, and said:
"You can walk within our range."

"It's convenient for us to open those two boxes, doesn't it?"

Now, not only Zheng Jingyin, but even the dozens of subordinates behind him all showed indignation.

Is it so straightforward?
Already undisguised?

What is "walking within your range"?Grass!Is this human?
Zheng Jingyin waved his hand, and with a gloomy face, he led his subordinates closer to the crowd.

Zhou Fan didn't pay attention to the money darts that had already been thrown, and let them explode into a patch of light.

Zheng Jingyin's group of people stopped at a distance of more than 20 meters from the crowd.

They think that this distance is the most ideal position for them to fight back against everyone and run away.

Zheng Jingyin noticed that the little brother was staring at the brass box and the locker, so he smiled and said:

"It's still Patriarch Zhang who has the foresight and knows that there are good things in it."

"It's not like that Zhou Fan who can't find the door if he knows how to use Taoism."

The little brother said lightly:

"Open."

Zheng Jingyin choked.

Zhou Fan smiled and said:
"Zheng Jingyin, shouldn't you just brush off your cuffs with both hands at this time, then kneel down on one knee, lower your head, and say 'here' respectfully to my little brother, shouldn't you?"

Both Wu Xie and Fatty held back their laughter.

After hearing Zhou Fan's words, Zheng Jingyin burst into anger immediately. He noticed that although the little brother didn't laugh out loud, there was obviously a relaxed look in his eyes.

Zheng Jingyin stared at Zhou Fan firmly, took several deep breaths, and managed to suppress his anger.

He gestured to the stretcher bearers in the line.

The stretcher was placed in front of him.

Zheng Jingyin squatted directly on the ground, looked at everyone, patted the brass box with his hand, and said:

"Our people just eavesdropped on the voice of the satellite phone left by Master Hua."

"That's why I'm in such a hurry, I'm going to rush over to let you know when I blow through the tomb."

"We don't tell lies in front of real people. The real black blind people have been wandering around the 'stamp collecting team' of Lord Hua."

"The black blind man helped Master Hua, and went to investigate and search some places that he didn't send to see."

"Didn't the blind man say that he dived into the muddy river without water?"

"Hehe, I can't say for sure. After all, the black blind man kept this matter from Master Hua'er and didn't tell him."

"It was Master Hua who cut the recording of that conversation."

"The blind man got stuck in the mud at the bottom of the river and fished out a box."

"It's this brass box, hehe."

Wu Xie and Fatty looked at each other, feeling that the matter was not simple.

Zhou Fan touched his chin and said:

"If what you said is true, then your people sneaked up on Hei Xiazi and snatched the brass box."

The corner of Zheng Jingyin's mouth twitched, and he said mockingly:
"This brass box was not made by a black blind man."

"He was chased like a dog and ran for his life. I didn't care about this brass box. I picked it up. Is it my fault?"

The little brother took a black gold ancient knife and poked it on the ground.

Clang!
There was a splash of sparks.

Zheng Jingyin sat down on the brass box, and said to the little brother:

"Patriarch Zhang, could it be that you have already noticed that the contents of this box are unusual by virtue of the ancestral unicorn blood in your body?"

"Then I'm not in a hurry to open this box, lest something extraordinary explode out of it after opening it."

"There will be no chance after that, so I will give it to you, especially the third master, to talk about it, the locker that his third uncle Wu Sansheng left behind."

Fatty Wu Xie's eyes met Zhou Fan's younger brother.

Leaving aside the storage box brought by Zheng Jingyin, whether it was left by Wu Sansheng or not.

But in the previous 20 years, more than [-]% of the time, Xie Lianhuan played the role of "Wu Sansheng · San Ye".

The real Wu Sansheng pretended to be a person with no identity, and tried to avoid "it" and "it" dog legs.

Go and search for the people who have been nailed down by "it" as a "nail" in the dragon vein spiritual cave and the best corpse cave, and have undergone special and strange corpse changes.

Therefore, on the surface, if it is "Three Lords Wu Sansheng", more than ninety-nine percent of them are Xie Lianhuan.

Everyone's eyes can be divided at the touch of a button.

Wu Xie put his pocket in his hand, looked at Zheng Jingyin, and asked:

"You said that this storage box was left by my third uncle. Do you have any evidence?"

Zheng Jingyin took out an envelope from his arms, pulled out a piece of paper from it, and held it up to everyone.

Everyone picked up the binoculars and looked at the past carefully.

All I saw were some torn pieces of paper glued together again.

On the shredded paper was a handwritten passage:

"Transfer statement."

"The land at No. 87, Section A, Changping Road, Xiaosongshan is hereby transferred to Wu Xie for free."

"Assignor: Wu Sansheng."

"Assignee: (temporary vacancy)."

"The signing of this document completes the transfer of power, and no other agreement is required."

On the torn piece of paper, there was a bloody handprint.

Wu Xie's face turned green, and said:

"I can't judge the authenticity of this thing."

"But why this paper was torn up is a question."

"Another one, no matter what contract or agreement, how could bloody fingerprints be used?"

"It's just so wrong."

Zheng Jingyin smiled crookedly, his eyes were full of indifference, he sized Wu Xie up, and said:
"Little third master, you really don't know a lot about many things."

"It stands to reason that I thought you could think of something useful when you saw this bloody handprint and the address of this land."

Wu Xie's eyes were full of bewilderment, and he subconsciously glanced at Fatty Zhou Fan's younger brother.

Zhou Fan's eyes moved slightly.

The little brother's gaze sank.

The fat man looked at Zhou Fan, then at the little brother, and immediately showed Wu Xie an expression of "I'm jealous, this address really has something to do".

The hairs on Wu Xie's body exploded, and he asked Zhou Fan and his brother in a low voice:

"Let's not talk about whether the storage box is real or not."

"Old Zhou, little brother, is there something wrong with this address?"

The little brother stared at the shape of the storage box and the bloody handprint on the transfer note, and said in a deep voice:

"A locker in the Arctic Pavilion Meteorological Museum."

Wu Xie asked in a low voice with a blank face:

"Huh? In the Arctic Meteorological Museum?"

"And responsible for storing things?"

"Wu Sansheng reconciled with Lianhuan, these two third uncles are extremely adventurous."

"I wouldn't be surprised if they've been to the North Pole."

The little brother shook his head and said:
"It's not in the North Pole, it's in the east of Nanjing Drum Tower."

The fat man folded his hands and said:

"Oh, it turned out to be 'Arctic Pavilion', not 'a loft built in the North Pole'."

"Ham, I just heard that, Fat Lord, I thought it was the kind of 'Zangjing Pavilion', 'Zangshi Pavilion' or something."

Zhou Fan smiled, lowered his voice and said:
"The Arctic Pavilion has been around for a long time."

"After Liu Song of the Southern Dynasties established Sitiantai, it has been very famous."

"At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, Tie Miansheng's 'a double' was the consciousness that was awakened in Wang Zanghai's body through seizing the body."

"That consciousness back then, I named myself 'Wang Zanghai', that's right, the tomb under the sea in Xisha, and the Wang Zanghai who was 'looted' to rebuild Yunding Tiangong for King Wannu."

"In the early Ming Dynasty, Wang Zanghai also participated in the construction of the huge Qin Tiantai."

"The Arctic Pavilion is similar to a secret bank, and it has always maintained a neutral attitude on the surface."

"Anything can be stored in it."

The little brother reminded me, saying:
"It is higher and stricter than Eleven Warehouse."

Zhou Fan pondered for a while, and reminded:
"The underground of the Beiji Pavilion Weather Station was a mine that was mined in the Western Zhou Dynasty."

"That area is full of graves."

Wu Xie and Fatty were shocked immediately.

Eleven Warehouse is already the most outrageous place to store things that they have heard of before.

The former Great Buddha Zhang accepted the instruction of his younger brother to be one of the five archives in the east, south, northwest, and middle of the Zhang family, and was responsible for rebuilding the central archives.

I encountered the most difficult and really insoluble ancient tomb that Master Zhang had encountered in his entire career.

That's why Master Zhang "moved a bunch of treasures" to "intend to suppress" the weird things inside.

At the same time, by the way, other difficult things that cannot be solved for the time being, or people who have undergone weird corpse changes, are thrown into it.

The largest is a weird airliner.

Afterwards, even Zhang Dafoye, and the lady who was "loved by him at first sight" at the Crescent Hotel at that time, that is, his later wife.

Both of them were also buried in the deepest part of the eleven warehouse.

In the past, Wu Xie had received news that there was a substitute of Qi Yu who looked exactly like him and was also the second generation of the old nine sects, and was also stored in the eleven warehouse.

Even Qi Yu himself was once regarded as a commodity and temporarily stored in the eleventh warehouse.

So upon hearing Zhou Fan and his brother's words, Wu Xie broke out in cold sweat all at once.

Qi Yu had already turned into a monster.

Today, in the Arctic Pavilion Meteorological Museum, there are some businesses similar to those of the Eleven Warehouse.

But it is obviously more dangerous than the things stored in the eleventh warehouse.

He also said that Uncle San kept it and handed it over to him.

Wu Xie pursed her lips, wiped off her cold sweat, stared nervously at the locker, and said:

"This locker doesn't look too big, it's only half the size of your body."

"What's in it?"

Zheng Jingyin smiled crookedly, stretched out his hand, twisted and rotated the locker, rolled it again, and said grimly:
"Little third master, look carefully, I have never opened this locker secretly."

"No matter what's in it, it's all left to you by your third uncle Wu Sansheng."

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