Chen Yulou patted Old Luo's shoulder.
"Brother Luo, you don't know this, but among the grave robbers in the world, there are only a few who have a thousand-year-old secret art, such as the Gold-Touching Lieutenant, the Mountain-Unloading Warrior, and the Mountain-Moving Taoist.
Grave robbing in Xieling used force, tomb robbing in Jinfa Hill used its god, and the Taoist who moved the mountain had the word move.
Now that the three techniques were gathered, he definitely couldn't let anyone snatch them first.”
Chen Yulou cupped his hands at Hu Bayi.
"Rumor has it that the Gold-looting Lieutenant started in the Later Han Dynasty. He specializes in the Dragon-Seeking Art and the Gold-Dividing Acupoint Art. No one in the world can match the Gold-looting Lieutenant.”
Hu Bayi smiled reservedly.
He was quite confident in the Sixteen Words Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique that he cultivated. Although he was not a real gold-looting officer, he was not inferior to him. In fact, he was even better than him.
Chen Yulou then turned to Francolin Whistle." Mountain Moving Taoist has the word 'move.' People often think that he is the same as a strong man who can move mountains with his own strength. Little did they know that in this world, you can dig mountains, but where is the real strength to move mountains? If it wasn't for your skills, how could you move the mountain?"
Chen Yulou had long heard that the secret art of moving mountains was extremely mysterious, and outsiders could not make any rash judgments about it. He asked this question at this time because he wanted to find out more about him. Otherwise, if Zhe Gushao was famous but had no skills, wouldn't he be courting death with him if he entered the tomb of King Xian again?
Upon hearing this, Zhe Gushao smiled and said," Chief, you're right. We haven't practiced the art of moving mountains for a long time. It's just that our skills are itching to be used. Now that we've encountered King Xian's tomb, we can use it."”
Chen Yulou was overjoyed." With the help of the two brothers, there is no tomb that can't be opened."”
Hu Bayi took the responsibility and said," Chief is right. You guys rest here first. I'll bring some people to explore the road ahead."”
After saying that, he stood up and called Fatty Wang and the others to walk towards the door.
Chen Yulou waited for a long time, but Hu Bayi and the others did not return.
In his impatience, he led a team of sixty to seventy people into the tomb.
On the other hand, Hu Bayi and the other three entered the tomb without any obstructions, so they walked smoothly and soon found the door Chu Feng had entered.
Fatty Wang walked in front.
He shone the flashlight inside and was so shocked that his fat trembled.
A child was squatting in the light.
The child's face was pale, and there was a blush on each side of his face. He stared straight at her.
Fatty Wang trembled for a while, feeling that this child did not seem real.
Bracing himself, he moved closer and realized that this " child " was actually a stone sculpture that had been painted pink.
And it was not a child, but a squatting monkey. However, when the flashlight flashed just now, he mistakenly thought it was a child.
He reached out his hand and patted the top of the stone statue's head.
Cracking sounds rang out.
Only then did he relax.
Upon closer inspection, the stone carvings were not very exquisite, but the paint on them was very delicate. Judging from the style, it should not belong to the Central Plains, but the characteristics of the ancient Dian Kingdom.
He heaved a sigh of relief and took out a cold firework to light up the entire tomb.
This was a standard tomb, and it was built very neatly.
There was a stone monkey on each side of the door, and inside were rows of stone sculptures of leopards, tigers, rhinoceroses, and other animals.
Hu Ba raised his eyebrows slightly.
The moment the fireworks lit up, he seemed to have seen something strange sandwiched between the stone statues.
But when he looked again, it was gone.
He thought about it and didn't mind. He followed behind Fatty Wang and walked inside.
There were many murals carved on the walls.
The murals of ethnic minorities were mostly made of gemstones. Different grain sizes showed different depths, which could be preserved for a longer time.
The style of the murals was completely different from that of the Central Plains. It was a completely exaggerated way of expression.
The general meaning was that although the Han Dynasty's army had been destroyed, King Xian was still not at ease.
He wanted to build this valley into a fortress that was easy to defend and difficult to attack.
So he ordered the army to hunt in the mountains and eliminate the ferocious beasts.
They used nets and ropes to capture many large animals, including bears, tigers, and elephants. However, in the cave at the center of the valley, they found a…dragon?
Hu Bayi reached out and touched it.
The dragon was drawn with scales and horns, and even its whiskers were drawn very nimbly.
There was indeed a huge dragon on the mural.
However, this was usually an unrealistic painting.
When the ancients encountered something that they could not explain, they would associate it with ghosts and gods. They might have seen a python living in the depths of the forest, or the python had undergone some kind of mutation at that time and they mistook it for a dragon.
The murals showed that King Xian was very happy, thinking that this meant that he was the True Dragon Son of Heaven.
He immediately ordered people to bring this Great Dragon back and raise it in the palace.
The picture at the back was a bloody scene.
There were many animal carcasses on the ground, but few of them were intact. The dragon was quietly coiled up in the blood on the ground.
Fatty Wang looked at the dragon drawn on it and could not help but laugh.
"Old Hu, this King Xian sure knows how to brag. He even caught a dragon. Why didn't he say he rode a dragon to the heavens?”
Hu Bayi ignored him and studied the mural carefully.
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