Cao Cao called me to rob a tomb

Chapter 136: The Unsolved Mystery of the Tomb of Marquis Haihun (Second Change)
"So, what's the solution, old man?"

Wu Liang turned his head and asked with vacant eyes.

"If the old man has a solution, he won't try to persuade the young master."

Yu Ji frowned and shook his head.

"There is no way around this. Since the old man said that this tomb may have become a murderous tomb, it will only be more detrimental to future generations. I can't just sit idly by. This time, this ancestral tomb must be moved no matter what. , this painstaking old gentleman should be understandable, right?"

Wu Liang said righteously.

"This……"

Yu Ji wanted to say something more, but in the end he sighed and shook his head.

"Don't worry, old man, I will definitely not let you blow the cool breeze outside. If we want to enter this tomb, we will go in together. At that time, the old man will need to point out a few things about the feng shui and precautions in the tomb."

Wu Liang thought for a while, then said with a smile.

"No... this old man is already past his age, so let's forget it, the young master will do it himself."

Yu Ji immediately declined, and even wanted to turn around and run away.

"Old man, but don't worry, I will ask someone to take care of the old man."

Wu Liang noticed a strange look in Yu Ji's eyes, and then said deliberately, "Brother Dianwei, you will help the old man when he enters the tomb, you must take good care of him, and you must not make mistakes, let alone fall behind. "

"Yes!"

Dian Wei replied in a deep voice, and stood beside Yu Ji with bad eyes.

The result was unexpected.

Really got something out of this old man!
Seeing that Yu Ji knew that he could not avoid entering the tomb together with Wu Liang, after hesitating for a moment, he finally said with a bitter face: "My lord, since this tomb must be entered, can I teach the old man to do a simple ceremony first, Is it too late to suppress the aura of the underworld in this tomb for the time being?"

"Oh? Can this thing be suppressed?"

Wu Liang was overjoyed, and immediately made a gesture of invitation, "Old gentleman please!"

In fact, he was not sure whether the rituals that Yu Ji said had any effect, or what effect, or in fact, he didn't really believe in the so-called rituals in his heart.

But at the moment, he still couldn't wish for Jiken to do it.

In the past two days, he has been restless, always worried about the problem of "spirit lake sucking soul". No matter whether Yu Ji's action has any practical effect or not, it can always bring him some psychological comfort.

"It's just son, there are some things that the old man needs to explain in advance."

Unexpectedly, Yu Ji said again, "I need some yellow paper and cinnabar for this ceremony. I have these things on my body, so I won't talk about cinnabar, but the yellow paper is a rare thing that is expensive, and the cost needs to be paid by the young master." burden."

Why does this sound so familiar?

That's right, that's what Wu Liang said some time ago when he changed Cheng Yu's name to scam money!

But now Wu Liang is really willing to spend some money to buy such a comfort in his heart, not to mention Yu Ji's performance is much more real than him, at least he was forced to act when he heard that he had to enter the tomb together...

Just take it as real, it's not short of money anyway.

Thinking of this, Wu Liang nodded happily and said: "It's easy to say, I will fill up the talisman paper for the old man later, no matter how many there are."

"The word of mouth is useless."

Unexpectedly, Yu Ji questioned his ability to pay.

Small sample!
If you can't produce something really good, you really underestimate the young master.

Wu Liang glanced at him, smiled lightly, and then took out a cylinder that was slightly thicker than a thumb and about an inch long from his bosom, and threw it into Yu Ji's bosom, and said proudly: "Old man, do you see this?" The appearance of the dead face, just those few pieces of torn paper are also called rare things? Show you some real rare things, and give it to you!"

"This is……"

After taking the cylinder, Yu Ji looked at the thing in his hand with a look of surprise.

"Haven't you seen it before? Honey candles! Only the royal family can use honey candles, how can your few pieces of torn paper compare?"

Wu Liang rolled his eyes and said, "Is it enough?"

This is the candle he made in the military tent using the "honeycomb" a few days ago. He couldn't find a suitable mold, so he used a tall bronze wine cup instead. Although the candle he made was slightly shorter, it was also like decent.

Now he has more than this one in his arms, there are three more.

The rest are temporarily placed in the military account in case of emergency.

"Enough! Enough! Young Master's move is really extraordinary!"

Yu Ji was startled immediately, his hands holding the candle trembled, he quickly took out a piece of square cloth from his small bag, wrapped it with three layers inside and three layers outside, and stuffed it carefully into his bosom.

When he looked at Wu Liang again, there was only an expression of "Let's be friends with local tyrants" on his face.

With a smile, he said: "Young Master's ancestral grave is of such a large scale, and he carries a rare honey candle with him. Now this old man is really more and more curious about the identity of Young Master..."

"Don't ask if you shouldn't. You will have a good life after you follow me. Now do your rituals first."

Wu Liang laughed and said, it feels so good to be a local tyrant...

……

After a while, a ceremony that was far less exciting than Wu Liang's "Sword Slaying the Evil Jiao" was completed.

Yu Ji handed Wu Liang a few talisman papers that were painted with cinnabar and folded into a triangular shape, and called them "soul-suppressing talismans", saying that they could suppress the spirit of the underworld and protect everyone when they entered the tomb. Will not be infested by evil spirits.

Wu Liang believed his evil.

Dian Wei and Bai Jingjing were given one "Soul Suppressing Talisman". As for Yu Ji, he had already kept one for himself, so the people who entered the tomb had already been determined, and there were only four of them.

"Can we open the tomb now?"

Wu Liang stuffed the "Soul Suppressing Talisman" into his bosom and asked.

"Okay, but still be careful, don't make too much noise."

Yuji nodded.

"open!"

With an order, the soldiers of the Tuan army who had been waiting for a long time stepped forward together.

Using tools to pry, shovel, lift, push... It took a long time to move the stone slabs blocking the door aside.

Behind the slabs, two slightly faded wooden palace doors with cloud and air patterns painted with black and red paints are exposed.

There are only two door noses cast in bronze near the middle of the palace gate. The image of the door nose looks like the face of a mighty and ferocious dragon.

In the Han Dynasty, the dragon was also the head of the five auspicious beasts and the exclusive symbol of the royal family.

"Patriarch, do you want to continue?"

the soldiers turned around and asked.

"open!"

Wu Liang nodded.

The soldiers immediately assembled again and stood in the middle of the door, trying to push it open like a normal palace door.

As a result, I didn't know that my hand had just been placed on the door.

One of the palace doors was already shaking and fell inside the tomb.

Accompanied by a loud "bang", a gust of wind suddenly whimpered out from the half-opened doorway, and a strange fragrance permeated the air!
Aroma again...

However, the scent this time did not surprise Wu Liang, and he didn't even ask the soldiers to avoid it immediately.

Because when later archaeological institutions excavated the tomb of Marquis Haihun, they detected a non-toxic fragrance in the tomb!

According to common sense, ancient tombs have been buried deep underground for thousands of years, and the tomb should be full of damp and musty smells, but the tomb of Haihunhou is the opposite.

Not only that, the time of the strange fragrance is not just for a while, but for three full years.

So far, archaeologists have not figured out where this strange fragrance came from. This question is still an unsolved mystery in the archaeological world.

　Recently, there are basically two chapters a day, and the average number of updated words per day exceeds 8000.
　　Today, the author will post two small chapters, take a break to arrange the plot, and continue to update the big chapter tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)