Grave Robber: The Not So Serious Gold Robbing Officer
1 Meeting a moving mountain at night

Guoyun Cou

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(Due to the writing requirements, the original plot and the TV series 'plot have been integrated a little. Don't blame the readers. For example, the leader of the moving mountains is an old acquaintance. This is the original setting.)

Qian Land, Black Valley!

The white snow in the air was fluttering, adding a thick layer of white clothing to the entire valley.

A faint flame came from a cave at the entrance of the valley.

Fang Yun sat in front of the warm bonfire, holding a bowl of hot rabbit soup, his expression indignant.

"King Yelang's tomb and Princess Yelang's tomb have all been f * cking destroyed. Can such a void mission be issued?”

"Your mother's kiss…From the border to the Guizhou, I rode a horse and searched for a full seven days!”

If someone were to pass by at this time, they would definitely treat Fang Yun as a savage in the Black Valley.

A normal person wouldn't curse alone in the mountains.

"Ding! Mission verification complete. Mission objective and mission reward are correct!”

" Congratulations to the host for completing the mission: Investigate King Yelang's Tomb.”

" Mission Reward: Gold Talisman, Climbing Walls, Waiting to be Retrieved.”

" Congratulations to the host for completing the mission: Investigate Princess Yelang's tomb.”

" Mission reward: Taste the soil and identify the soil, a bag of black donkey hooves, waiting to be extracted…"

Fang Yun sighed heavily when he heard the cold mechanical notification in his mind.

No wonder this mission only required exploration, but there were no additional requirements related to finding objects and defeating evil. It seemed like it was a simple check-in mission.

After hurrying for five whole days, he ended up exploring two empty tombs. That mood…This was really bad.

Although he was now walking the path of a gold-looting officer, he was not a legitimate gold-looting officer.

The saying that the rooster crows and the lamp goes out without touching gold, and that one room can only take one item, none of it worked with him.

He did this beheading job for those two things. One was the mission reward, and the other was naturally the Golden Jade Sacred Artifact!

However, the two tombs that he had destroyed in the past two days were actually empty.

The tomb was extremely clean. Not to mention the funerary objects, even the lamp stand, murals, and even the coffin had been removed.

What was worth mentioning was that the solidified fiery oil which had long faded was found in the southeast corner of many tombs.

The candles made from special vegetable oil wax…Only Hair Hill Touching Gold knew how to use it.

And to be able to dig out the tomb so cleanly…They were probably Boss Cao's subordinates. At that time, they were like the hair hills touching gold. It could be said that wherever they went, not even a blade of grass grew.

It was really like a flood had washed away the Dragon King Temple, and the seniors had deceived the younger generation.

"Forget it. At least I don't have to risk my life to sign in for the mission. The reward for free is not bad either…"

After complaining for a while, Fang Yun smiled in relief and turned his attention to the mission reward.

" System, retrieve the reward."

"Ding! Releasing rewards."

The system quickly responded after he thought to himself.

In the next moment, a large black cloth bag and a gold-touching talisman necklace appeared in Fang Yun's hand.

Fang Yun wore the Golden Talisman around his neck. This thing was not bad. It had some exorcism effects.

Moreover, the gold-touching lieutenant did not deserve a gold-touching talisman. That was not the real deal.

There were five black donkey hooves in a bag. They were all 25-year-old black donkey hooves. An ordinary rice dumpling would not be able to withstand one hoof.

Without looking at it, he stuffed it into the System Space. Now, in the one-cubic-meter System Space…A small half of it was filled with black donkey hooves.

As for the remaining skills, they were all skills.

Most experienced grave robbers knew how to taste the soil. Although it was a local method, it was quite practical.

However, Fang Yun had mastered the 16-character Feng Shui secret technique, so he did not care about the soil tasting method.

If he wanted to jump on roofs and walk on walls…It was literally what it meant. It could make his body lighter and allow him to walk on cliffs. He had already obtained several of these skills.

"Open the interface."

[Host: Fang Yun]

[Age: 22]

[Skills: 16-word Feng Shui Secret Technique, Bajiquan, Seven Star Fist, Sharp Perception, Abundant Stamina, Firearm Master, Pharmacology Master, Tomb Robbing Encyclopedia, Ear Acumen...]

[Items: Gold-touching Talisman, M500 revolver, Vajra Umbrella, Golden Compass…]

Fang Yun played with the golden talisman in front of his chest and looked at his personal panel. His mind was filled with thoughts.

It had been a year…

A year ago, when he opened his eyes, he found himself in a world that was similar to his previous life, but different.

Then, he activated a system.

Grave Robbing World, Grave Robbing System…It could also be considered a match.

A year had passed. With the help of the system, he had become an experienced grave robber.

To put it nicely, he was a gold-looting officer.

After all, he had already learned the 16-character Feng Shui secret technique and obtained the gold-touching talisman. He could completely be considered as touching Jin Yuanliang.

"Tomorrow…We'll go to the mountains again tomorrow."

"There are quite a number of ancient tombs in Guizhou and Hunan…We can't return empty-handed!"

With this thought in mind, Fang Yun unknowingly fell asleep.

.........

After sleeping for an unknown period of time, Fang Yun suddenly woke up from his sleep and stared at the cave entrance.

The revolver in his hand was filled with bullets and pointed straight at the hole.

Pa... Pa...

In the wind and snow, a faint sound of snow being stepped on could be heard, and it was getting closer and closer.

"Black bear?"

"It's a human…And not just one."

Fang Yun's expression turned serious after carefully sensing it.

The Black Valley was a famous place in the Qian Land.

At the same time as wild beasts appeared, there were also terrifying legends of savages and even monsters.

Therefore, it was impossible for herb farmers and hunters to appear here. Those who would appear here were either bandits or grave robbers who came for the ancient tombs deep in the mountains!

The smell of dirt on his body was very heavy. If he met his black-handed peers, it was likely that a fight would be inevitable.

Not long after, three figures appeared at the entrance of the cave.

Two men and a woman, all dressed up as Miao people.

The man in the lead looked to be around 27 or 28 years old. His eyebrows were straight, his figure was tall, and his skin was dark. He exuded a sense of masculinity and calmness. He looked like an experienced person.

Behind him, a man and a woman stood on both sides. The two of them did not look very old, similar to him.

The man had curly hair and had some features of the first generation of the frontier. He was very eye-catching and was carrying a wild rabbit in his hand.

On the other hand, the Miao girl had a light temperament and was full of youthful vitality.

Fang Yun could smell a strong earthy smell from the three of them. They were even stained with some mud and mold, as if they had just come out of the tomb.

"Move the mountain!"

The moment they walked to the cave entrance, Fang Yun recognized them.

Two men and a woman were carrying weapons and carrying bamboo baskets and yellow umbrellas. The thick smell of earth assailed their noses.

Apart from Mountain Moving Taoist, there was no one else in the martial world who had such a combination!

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