ghost craftsman

Chapter 185 Mo Tianze

After walking for about seven or eight minutes, the doubts in my heart became more and more serious, but I just couldn’t feel it. If I really wanted to say it, I could only say that the atmosphere in this passage was extremely depressing, so depressing that even my breathing became difficult. Very uncomfortable.

In the end, I really couldn't bear this doubt, so I stopped and looked around, and found that we were in a long passage.

The lighting tool used in the passage is white phosphorus, which was often used in ancient times. A lamp holder will be placed at a certain distance to illuminate the whole passage as if it were daytime. The top of the passage is the cement structure that is often used in building basements , the ground is paved with a layer of black floor tiles, which makes the whole passage look comfortable.

To be honest, if Wang Jiong hadn’t been introducing this tomb, I would have thought that I had walked into the underground shopping mall, which is also impossible. The tombs I saw on TV were dark and heavy, and the place we were in The place is full of a sense of sight of modern architecture.

Seeing this, I turned my gaze away, and a doubt arose in my heart. Could it be that the oppressive feeling was caused by burning white phosphorus?
At this moment, Wang Jiong saw that I had kept a sullen face and didn't leave, so he pulled me and asked doubtfully, "Brother Luo, what are you?"

I frowned and asked him: "Group Leader Wang, didn't you say that the mausoleum is full of red three days ago? Why now..."

Before I finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of this, and said with a frown, "Maybe Xie Leiting's method has worked!"

"What method?" I asked hurriedly.

He shook his head and said, "Aren't I out these few days, how can I know what he did, but I can assure you that it has been almost two years since the tomb , the Eighth Office has no more energy to waste here, if we can't handle it this time, this mausoleum may never see the light of day again."

After all, he sighed deeply and led us forward.

I originally wanted to ask a few more questions, but seeing his expression, I figured that even if I kept asking, nothing would come out, so I followed.

After walking for about half an hour, a group of five of us came to a stone gate. This stone gate is made according to the normal door opening. It is about 1.9 meters high and 81 cm wide. It is an authentic door opening. Conforms to the size of the Luban ruler.

"Brother Luo, Xie Leiting is not good at talking, I hope you will have something to say in your heart, don't say it." That Wang Jiong greeted me.

I smiled and nodded without saying a word.

Then Wang Jiong greeted the three Xie brothers again, basically telling them that the Eighth Office's people are arrogant, their eyes are high and their hands are low, if there is anything offending, let the three of them not take it to heart.

Xie Jinshan and Xie Yinshan didn't say anything, but Xie Tieshan was obviously not convinced, and muttered: "The person in the eighth office, why are you so arrogant!"

After saying this, Xie Tieshan glanced at me, meaning it was obvious that he was referring to Sang and scolding Huai!

I'm also speechless, this old guy said a lot of sarcastic things along the way, I respect him as a senior, I haven't paid much attention to him, I didn't expect that it's still the same here.

I glanced at him meaningfully, smiled at him, and didn't speak, but I had an idea in my mind that I had to find time to teach him a lesson, so that the old man would not babble endlessly.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Xie Tieshan scolded, "You son of a bitch!"

I smiled and nodded, but still didn't speak.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Wang Jiong quickly smoothed things over, probably because he was afraid that Xie Tieshan would continue to scold me, so he raised his hand and knocked on the stone door.

In less than a moment, the stone door opened.

The person who opened the door was a 27-year-old young man. He was fairly handsome, but his eyes were very obscene. He first looked at us, and then said weakly: "Come in!"

"Come on, everyone, please come inside." Wang Jiong made a gesture of invitation to us.

I nodded, and walked in. The room is estimated to be about a hundred square meters. There are a few simple furniture and a few beds in the room, and a bar counter is set in the east. On the top of the bar, there are doorknob-like things inlaid in large and small sizes. After counting them, it is estimated that there are about sixty of them.

There were seven or eight people standing beside the bar, one of them was about 60 years old, wearing a gray Chinese tunic suit, with very thick eyebrows, if you guessed right, that person should be Xie Leiting.

Beside Xie Leiting, stood a 27-year-old woman, wearing a fiery red coat, with long hair draped vertically over her shoulders, giving the impression of a lady, holding a lady's cigarette in her hand , her eyes swept me a few times if there was nothing in it, but she didn't speak.

Looking at her, I immediately determined that this woman should be Xie Zaihong.

However, among these people, it is not these two who attract me the most, but a middle-aged man sitting on a wooden stool. He is about 40 years old, dressed in plain clothes, with a typical square face, Above the high bridge of the nose is a pair of bottomless eyes, with faint stubble on the lower jaw, giving people a heavy sense of decadence.

When I looked at him, he just looked at me, and I didn't know what was going on. I felt a natural intimacy with this person.

Some people say that the first meeting between people determines the future communication between the two. I think this is quite reasonable, because this middle-aged man is my fourth master. He taught me some things about Mohist institutions. The trick is also that he gave me the courage to tell others that I am not just a ghost craftsman, but a real carpenter.

In my memory, I have a strange feeling for the fourth master, because he is not only my fourth master, but also has another identity.

The first sentence I met with the fourth master was quite plain. At that time we both stared at each other, he walked towards me and said with a smile: "This little brother must be Luo Dongchuan!"

I felt flattered at the time, and quickly said, "I am."

He smiled and said, "My Mo Tianze, I'm very glad to invite you over."

Mo Tianze?
I was taken aback. There are very few people with the surname Mo in our town. It seems that there is only Mo Qianxue. Could it be that this person has something to do with Mo Qianxue?

This thought flashed across me, and I didn't dare to ask, so I said, "Uncle Mo, aren't you a poor boy for saying that, it's a boy's honor to meet Uncle Mo."

He smiled, patted me on the shoulder, and said, "Little brother, not bad, work hard and have a bright future."

As soon as the words fell, Xie Tieshan immediately came over, stretched out his palm, and said flatteringly: "Master Mo, I am thanking..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Tianze walked around him and said to me, "Dongchuan, come with me."

(End of this chapter)