The water hole in front of him was not big. It was short and narrow, only allowing one boat to pass through.
"Third Uncle, this cave is a little strange.”
Wu Xie said in Hangzhou dialect.
The water cave in front of him gave him a strange feeling.
The marks around him were unnatural.
It didn't seem like a natural water cave.
"This is the Pirate Cave."
Wu Jing said lightly.
As someone who was familiar with the original novel, he naturally knew what was going on.
Moreover, he had not lived in vain after transmigrating for so many years.
This was because his spiritual power far exceeded that of ordinary people.
Correspondingly, Wu Jing's memory was almost photographic.
Therefore, in just a few years, he had learned all of Old Dog Wu's skills.
Just from the surrounding traces, he could tell that this was the Pirate Cave.
"Water Pirate Cave? Really?"
Wu Xie looked at Wu Jing suspiciously.
If this was said by Wu Sansheng or Pan Zi Dakui, he would not doubt it.
But Wu Jing was just a little kid. What could he see?
One had to know that even he could only vaguely feel that there was a problem, but he could not be sure where the problem was.
Pan Zi and Da Kui also looked over.
However, the two of them had a strange look in their eyes and were a little surprised.
"Fourth Master, how did you know this was the Pirate Cave?"”
Wu Jing pointed at the edge of the cave and said,
"These stone walls were obviously man-made. They are round and square. Looking at the marks, they must have been here for a long time.”
"Not bad, Little Jing. I didn't expect you to know this.”
To be honest, Wu Sansheng was a little surprised.
If Wu Jing recognized the Pirate Cave, it might be a coincidence.
However, the analysis just now was of a certain standard.
Moreover, people who had not specialized in grave robbing would never say such words.
Then, the problem came.
How did a little guy like Wu Jing know about these things?
One had to know that even Wu Xie did not know about this.
Wu Sansheng was curious.
The others were the same.
Especially Wu Xie.
All along, he had never treated Wu Jing as an ordinary child.
He had always thought that his uncle was full of mysteries.
He was young, mature, intelligent, and skilled in chess.
Now, he was even so familiar with grave robbing knowledge.
Could it be that he had also read Grandpa's notes?
Wu Xie was puzzled. Looking at Wu Jing in front of her, she couldn't help but say,
"Uncle, where did you know all this?”
"Oh, there are a lot of books on Wudang Mountain. I have nothing better to do.
Yes."
Wu Jing said lightly.
"Wudang Mountain?"
When Wu Sansheng heard these three words, he seemed to have thought of something and did not continue asking.
On the other hand, Wu Xie and the others felt their hearts itch when they heard half of it and asked,"
"Third Uncle, isn't this Wudang Mountain a Daoist sacred land? Where did you get the tomb raiding manual?"
Seeing that they were all very curious, Wu Sansheng had no choice but to explain,
"I remember the old man telling me something like this:
At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the drought lasted for several years, and countless hungry people became raiders.
The Imperial Court had no choice but to invite an immortal master from Wudang Mountain to be conferred the title of Corpse Capturing Guardian King.
On the surface, it was an order to eliminate the drought, but in fact, it was used as a pretext to dig up many ancient tombs for disaster relief.
Therefore, it was very likely that the secret manuals that Xiao Chen was reading were left behind by the Corpse-patting Guardian King.”
"Heh, doesn't that mean that our Fourth Master is also half a Corpse Capturing Guardian King?
What?" Pan Zi asked in surprise.
He had been working for Wu Sansheng for so long, so he more or less knew a little about tomb raiding.
For example, this Corpse Capturing Guardian King.
Apart from the four tomb raiding sects, the other four clans were also the main forces.
One. The Corpse Capturing lineage was extremely mysterious, and their methods were divine.
Could it be…
Did Fourth Master really learn some grave robbing techniques on Wudang Mountain?
That was why he wanted to follow them to the Lu Palace to test his skills?
" It's not Corpse Capturing Guardian King..." Wu Jing wanted to explain.
At this moment, Wu Sansheng spoke,
"Pan Zi, what you said just now was wrong.
Only the leader of the Corpse Capturing Clan was qualified to be called Dharmaraja.
Yes.
A child as old as Little Jing could at most be considered a corpse capturing general.”
Wu Sansheng said with a smile.
Everyone looked at each other and smiled.
Wu Jing was helpless.
However, he was too lazy to explain.
To be honest.
After a cultural revolution.
Not to mention tomb raiding knowledge, even the term Corpse Capturing Guardian King was not heard on Wudang Mountain.
After a round of idle chat, everyone was conversing in Hang City dialect.
The young man didn't say a word throughout the entire process.
The boatman and the old man were the same.
Because they didn't know Hangzhou dialect, they couldn't understand what they were talking about.
Humans were the easiest to suspect.
This kind of idle chat behind their backs made the two of them let their imaginations run wild.
It was unknown if these people had sensed something.
Was the conversation just now related to them?
......
Thinking of this, the two of them had an uncertain expression on their faces.
The boatman couldn't help but give the old man a subtle gesture.
This was the code between the two of them.
The general meaning was that the plan would proceed as planned...
The old man nodded secretly.
He looked at Wu Sansheng and the others.
He laughed coldly in his heart.
He and the boatman had done this kind of black man's trick countless times.
He was already extremely familiar with it.
As long as they entered the water cave later.
It didn't matter if these people had any schemes.
Everything would be under their control!
However, it was a pity for this delicate little doll.
tsk tsk
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