Living or dead?

Lao Liu was silent for a moment and said with a wry smile:
"Sir, I can't tell."

Supposedly these two people should be dead, there is no way they are real people, but they are of no use to living people.

Lao Liu has never been so frightened.

A living person is a living person, and a dead person is a dead person. How can it be impossible to tell the difference?
If someone had told him this kind of thing before, he would have laughed at the other person's confusion, but after seeing it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but become entangled.

The dead and the living seem to have lost their boundaries in this place!

Zhang Hao sighed helplessly.

He couldn't figure it out for the moment.

"Ignore him for now, let's take a look at this first."

Zhang Hao rubbed his forehead and pointed at something on the ground.

He was indeed on guard, but he still underestimated the two bosses.

The flash bomb that the boss just took out was just a disguise. What really made him dizzy was the huge resentment coming from inside the flash bomb.

He thought that the root of the problem must be Lao Qi when he was resurrected, but he didn't expect that this evil ghost was very cunning and only made Lao Qi into a puppet. The real weirdness was actually in the boss.

If what the boss threw just now was not a flash bomb, but a cone made of resentment, even if Zhang Hao reacted, he would probably not be able to defend against it in time.

However, Zhang Hao was not too afraid.

Although he was deceived, he knew it very well.

The reason why Li Gui just blocked his sight instead of killing him was not because the other party didn't want to, but because the other party wasn't sure either.

Whether it is controlling the energy of the earth's veins or condensing one's own resentment, it takes time. This time may be a few seconds or a few minutes.

But one thing is unmistakable. The more powerful the method, the more time-consuming it is to use it.

General Qin can take action and crush people to ashes with just a wave of his hand.

Zhang Hao learned General Qin's magical power. Although he couldn't be so terrifying, he could still kill one or two imps.

But this fierce ghost can only barely defend against others at the same time. For this reason alone, the weirdness on the boss's body is much worse than Zhang Hao's.

"Sir, these things seem to be old and useless items. They are of no use."

Lao Liu rummaged through the things and said speechlessly.

The pile of goods on the ground is obviously of no use.

For example, one of the weapons seemed to be quite useful, but after playing with it for a while, Lao Liu discovered that the weapon had no bullets and had already expired. It was obviously a treasure from decades ago.

Hearing this, Zhang Hao also rummaged for a moment and also frowned.

This batch of goods is obviously just something used by the boss to confuse his sight. The real murderous intention should be on the map held by Lao Qi.

Zhang Hao gathered the energy of the earth veins, wrapped all these things, and detected them for a moment, and a hint of understanding suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Just as he thought, these things contained deep resentment and poisonous curses.

If he had taken these things just now, he would have been poisoned.

A highly poisonous substance with almost no antidote.

The boss's intentions were extremely vicious, but Zhang Hao had already understood his true thoughts.

"This pile of things should have been left behind by the last two groups of tomb robbers who came here. Although I don't know why they haven't rotted, most of them are useless."

Lao Liu fell to the side, panting from exhaustion and out of breath.

It seems like it doesn’t take much effort to fiddle with these things, but only when you actually do it will you understand that it is not easy to explore these things.

Zhang Hao was considerate of Lao Liu's age, so he didn't say much, but he still didn't give up.

If these things are related to the tomb robber gang decades ago, we will definitely be able to find some useful clues.

After a moment, Zhang Hao's eyes suddenly lit up and he found something among the pile of rubbish.

When Lao Liu saw this, he couldn't help but froze for a moment. He looked at Zhang Hao blankly and murmured in his heart, did Zhang Hao really find something useful?
Zhang Hao carefully took out the box.

This is an old-fashioned glass box. Through the glass on the surface, you can just see the contents inside.

Inside the box, there was actually a list of names sealed in a sealed box.

Most of the things from decades ago are no longer useful, but there are always some things that can still play a role even after decades, and they are more useful because of their age.

The roster is one of them.

Lao Liu's eyes widened, and he hurried forward regardless of his fatigue.

Since this matter concerns tomb robbers from decades ago, even Lao Liu couldn't help but feel a little more curious.

He and Zhang Hao once speculated that the real group of tomb robbers responsible for the theft of the imperial mausoleum was the owner of this place, but this was just speculation after all, and no conclusion could be drawn until real evidence was obtained.

Lao Liu browsed for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, he pointed at one of the names and said:

"Sir, I know this man."

Zhang Hao looked at where he was pointing and found that this person's name was Wei Jinyi, and he was the third person on the list.

The status of these people was not introduced in the list, but Zhang Hao relied on experience to infer that the higher the serial number, the higher the status.

This man named Wei Jinyi recorded a lot of information.

In the next few pages of the list, it not only involves material and financial transactions, but also some meetings and channel push.

The list is a daily record and a backup of the daily activities of a team. From these lists, daily experiences from decades ago can be restored.

And this person named Wei Jinyi is interspersed in every aspect of daily life.

Through his experience, Zhang Hao seemed to have traveled back 50 years and saw with his own eyes a well-equipped team, from the formation of the team to every aspect of daily life. In the end, this team stepped here and all died.

Before he died, someone put this diary in a sealed box in the hope that someone could find it in the future and help them get out of this place, which was also a form of comfort.

Zhang Hao didn't know if the bodies of these people were still there, but even if they were there, they were probably already turned into withered bones and bone powder.

Bodies are not so easy to preserve.

A corpse sealed in a coffin can hardly survive for decades, let alone the people who died here.

Zhang Hao sighed in his heart, already guessing something.

"Sixth, if you still have a chance to go out, your goal for the rest of your life is to find the descendants of these people and return these relics to their descendants."

Zhang Hao said.

Hearing this, Lao Liu nodded silently.

Without the boss's team, he simply cannot survive on his own. If he continues to be involved in the tomb robbing business, I am afraid that within two or three years, he will die in an accident.

Zhang Hao found him something to do, and he had some spiritual sustenance, so that he wouldn't suffer from Alzheimer's disease or depression while doing nothing.

"Sir, can we still get out alive?"

Lao Liu smiled bitterly and asked a little tangledly.

He always felt that he would die here.

When Zhang Hao heard this, he snorted coldly and patted his shoulder hard.

"As long as you don't want to take anything here, the owner here can't hurt you."

When Lao Liu heard this, he was slightly startled, and then his eyes suddenly widened.

Zhang Hao's words sounded ordinary, but when he thought about it carefully, he became enlightened.

"Sir, please wait for me."

Lao Liu suddenly said, extremely excited.

Zhang Hao watched from the side, with countless questions in his heart, what happened to Lao Liu?
He just said it casually, why did Lao Liu look so excited?
Lao Liu lay in the pile of luggage, rummaging back and forth, not knowing what he was looking for.

Zhang Hao asked from the side, but Lao Liu seemed to be going crazy and couldn't listen to anything at all.

After a while, Lao Liu got a badge in his hand.

This badge was surprisingly found in a crocodile skin duffel bag.

While Zhang Hao was rummaging around, he also noticed this crocodile leather duffel bag.

In today's era, crocodile skin is nothing worth showing off, but a few decades ago, crocodile skin products were extremely expensive. Because crocodile breeding had not yet been established, if you wanted crocodile products, you could only hunt them by dedicated people and then customize the finished products.

Going forward twenty or thirty years, crocodile skin products have even become a symbol of successful people. Many people who consider themselves brave will also use this kind of leather products to show their strength and bravery.

In recent years, crocodile skin is indeed worthless, but 50 years ago, I am afraid that ordinary wealthy people could not buy such a thing.

There is a price but no market, and this is what we are talking about.

How could there be such a badge in a crocodile leather luggage bag?
Zhang Hao felt strange.

But Lao Liu took the badge, rummaged through the roster for a moment, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Sir, this group of people are not grave robbers at all. They are actually the cultural relics rescue team back then."

Lao Liu said excitedly.

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Hao was suddenly shocked and looked at Lao Liu in disbelief.

Cultural relic rescue team?

Zhang Hao's first reaction was disbelief.

It’s not surprising that he reacted like this. If it was just an inference, Zhang Hao could certainly overturn his guess. However, various records in the roster showed that this team was a tomb raiding team that robbed ancient tombs, and had nothing in common with the boss and others. the difference.

But Lao Liu said that they were members of the official organization. How could this be possible?

Officials organized tomb robberies, which is simply ridiculous. No one with any sense would believe such a thing.

Lao Liu seemed to know that what he said was too shocking. He immediately explained without waiting for Zhang Hao to ask:

"Sir, you are not from our circle, so there are some things you don't understand. This badge is a special badge for cultural relics groups in various places, and it appeared more than 50 years ago."

"After the imperial tombs were stolen and excavated, officials from all over the country paid great attention to them and focused on investigation, but found nothing. Among these cultural relics, the most important ones are the heads of a group of stone statues."

“These stone statues are one of the few important antiquities in the emperor’s mausoleum. They record the seventy-two heroes of a dynasty and are of extremely great historical significance.

Through these stone statues, we can not only restore the faces of important historical figures at that time, but also clear up the fog of history and connect many historical unsolved cases. "

"However, the tomb robbers smashed them all into pieces. Not only the official, but even our industry was saddened by this and felt that the other party was too violent and wasteful."

"No matter what the purpose, all parties are looking for these treasures and people, and the mark used by the official search team is the pattern of this badge."

Lao Liu was so excited as he spoke, as if he had passed through the fog of history and seen through a major event that happened more than 50 years ago.

"Investigation through official channels, investigation through smuggling channels, and investigation into tomb robbers. This group of people should have discovered clues near Hidden Dragon Mountain after disguising themselves as tomb robbers, so they made a special trip to investigate, but they died here."

At this point, Lao Liu posted the badge next to the list, and then flipped through the pages, and Zhang Hao was surprised to find that there was a badge totem style element in the records on each page.

After Lao Liu opened all the pages, Zhang Hao discovered the styles of six badges.

These six badges correspond to the six small patterns on the badge, and these six small patterns can form a large pattern.

At this point, Zhang Hao has no doubts about Lao Liu's judgment.

"Sir, no wonder the treasures here are priceless. Even treasures worth tens of millions can only be used as bait. It turns out that they evacuated the entire imperial mausoleum and hid them all here."

Lao Liu took a breath and looked at Zhang Hao in disbelief.

Zhang Hao's face was solemn and he didn't say a word.

50 years ago, the first batch of tomb robbers who came here were confirmed to be members of the cultural relics rescue team.

All these people died, and over the next 20 years, another group of people came here. What are the true identities of this group of people?
"How do you recognize this badge?"

Zhang Hao suddenly remembered a doubt and couldn't help but ask.

Hearing this, Lao Liu burst into tears and laughed.

"Sir, in the accident more than 50 years ago, although the stolen cultural relics from the imperial mausoleum were not found, a number of legacies were left behind.

The cultural relics rescue team suffered heavy casualties. As a commemoration, or perhaps to inherit the wishes of their ancestors, the cultural relics rescue team’s badge became the official icon of the official cultural relics restoration association, and this icon style is still used to this day. "

Zhang Hao was stunned when he heard this.

It turned out to be so.

For me, the style of this badge is indeed very unpopular, but people in related industries like Lao Liu will definitely remember it.

It's just that tomb robbers are only interested in profit, so Lao Liu didn't think of it for a while. He didn't think of it until he was reminded by himself.

"Sir, these relics were all moved from the front. I suspect that if we go further, we will reach the scene of the accident. Are we still going in?"

Lao Liu suddenly asked.

The eldest brother and the seventh child stood in the middle of the jade mist of Shimen to seduce the two of them.

Zhang Hao didn't know what was ahead, but he knew something.

No matter what lies ahead, he must dig deeper!
The cultural relics rescue team died here. Since he knew this, he had to put them to rest.

If there is a chance, he will take the bones of these people back, even if it is to set up a tomb, at least let their bones return to their hometown. (End of chapter)

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