Don't pretend, anchor, I've seen you touch the golden talisman!

Chapter 158 Practice is the only test of truth
Qian Sheng was stunned when the guard looked at him.

This was the first time he had experienced this "supernatural" phenomenon.

I have seen the species of "zombies" in books on weekdays. Now that it really appears in front of my eyes, it is really hard to accept for a while.

"Treasurer Qian, why are you still standing there? Didn't you say you want to see the world? Why, the world is not strong enough!"

Qian Sheng's Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed deeply.

"Enough, so damn exciting! When has my Qian ever seen this scene before?"

He was talking, but he couldn't move forward.

Wang Qiang was so aggressive that he was about to vent all the humiliation he suffered at the mouse on these black-haired zombies.

With the shovel up and down, another black-haired head rolled to the ground.

Looking back at Qian Sheng, he was still walking in place with the engineer shovel in his hand, muttering:

"There is a record in "Jingchu Sui Shi Ji": Peach, the essence of the five elements, can overcome evil spirits and control all ghosts. There is also a saying in "Zi Bu Yu": Zombies can be set on fire, the sound of tsk tsk, blood gushes The bone crows, and the rooster crows and shrinks."

Every word is the theoretical basis of how to deal with zombies in ancient books.

"Shopkeeper Qian, I'm afraid I won't be rushing to endorse it now. Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. Pick up the shovel and get started!"

Lin Yi encouraged from the side.

"Yes! Come on, you're so hard!"

Qian Sheng clenched the handle of the shovel tightly with both hands, and with a loud cry, he rushed into the stone gate, pinpointed the neck of the zombie, and as soon as he shoveled down, a black-haired head rolled to the ground.

The body that was still eager to try just now lost its fighting power immediately.

"Shop Manager Qian, it's okay! We won the first battle, let's keep up the good work!"

Qian Sheng also finally realized that these so-called zombies had no more fighting power than this, and the fear in his heart disappeared instantly.

"Zombies are nothing more than that! Look at the shovel!"

Most of the twelve zombies were quickly knocked down by the three of them. The crisis was temporarily resolved, and Lin Yi finally had some time to chat with them.

"How did you find this place?"

"Don't mention it. Shopkeeper Qian and I have been rummaging around there for a long time, and finally found the fragments of this inscription. It contains less than a hundred words. Guess what? Damn it, you dare to come here, go to hell with you. !”

As Wang Qiang said, he picked up the engineering shovel and chopped down another zombie to the ground.

"Master Wang, could you please bear with me for a while? Let me tell you, Master Lin, you may not believe this even if I tell you. Do you know who the owner of this coffin is?"

"Who is it? It can't be Jiang Taigong, right?"

"It's really what you said. According to the inscription, this coffin was erected for Jiang Taigong."

Lin Yi's expression changed immediately when he heard this.

Jiang Taigong, Jiang Ziya, what a legendary figure?
In the Chinese mythology system, there is a super god, even a creator-like existence!

Leaving aside the contents of the book "Fengshen", Lu Shang himself in history alone is already legendary enough.

It is said that at the age of 72, he became a marquis and paid homage to the prime minister, destroyed Chengtang's 600-year foundation, and prospered Zhou for 800 years.

The outstanding military strategist, strategist, and military strategist in ancient times was known as the "ancestor of military strategists." The Martial Arts Temple was built for him. Good generals of all dynasties considered it their greatest honor to be able to enter the Martial Arts Temple after death.

Historical records of him are limited to various literature and history materials.

Having said this, Qian Sheng's face had long lost the previous fear and was full of excitement.

"So far in Chinese archaeological research, the number of cultural relics related to Jiang Taigong can be counted on one hand. At that time, a 'dragon-shaped gong' appeared in the land of Sanjin. The shape was indeed extremely rare, like a small boat.

There is an arc-shaped surface on the back, and the two sides are engraved with dragon patterns and Kui dragon patterns.

It is said that this thing was a funeral gift given by Jiang Ziya when his father-in-law, Lao Taishan, passed away.

The second piece is a bronze knight unearthed in the land of Qilu. It is engraved with inscriptions and is a sacrificial object specially made to worship the ancestors of Qi.

Logically speaking, these two pieces have nothing to do with Lu Shang himself. However, as soon as these fragments of the Western Zhou bronze tripod are revealed, they will definitely shock the world! "

"Can you two stop talking and let's make these big rice dumplings round first?"

With the rise of Lin Yi and Qian Sheng's conversation, Wang Qiang was alone, and it was a bit overwhelming at the moment.

"However, don't be too happy too early. The inscription says that it is not Lu Shang himself who is placed in this coffin, but his descendants left in Xiqi. After the news of his death spread here, A tomb built."

After Qian Sheng finished his explanation, he immediately went into battle.

"Cloth tomb?"

Lin Yi was shocked!
Even if this is not the tomb of Lu Shang himself, it at least shows that the clothes that Jiang Ziya wore before are probably stored in the coffin?
"There are still two pieces of inscriptions that we haven't had time to check. We saw that you didn't come back for a long time, so we went around the pile of rammed earth to look for it. We didn't expect you to be trapped by this group of black-haired rice dumplings. Look at the treasure!"

Qian Sheng swung his engineering shovel and beheaded another enemy.

After all, he has a bit of knowledge in martial arts, with a seemingly fragile body, he has a good grasp of the strength and strength of his strikes.

Wang Qiang is purely a thick-blooded meat shield, with nowhere to vent his strength, grabbing these black-haired rice dumplings to vent his anger.

The twelve dead corpses were no match for the three of them.

"Work together!"

"Finish work!"

Looking at the mummies scattered all over the place, the sense of accomplishment has replaced the previous fear.

"Let me tell you the truth, Lao Lin, these guys are not enough for the three of us to warm up. If there are a few more waves, it will be no problem."

Wang Qiang picked up two engineering shovels and rubbed the blades together until sparks popped out.

"By the way, Master Lin, did Brother Monkey find it?"

When Qian Sheng asked, Lin Yi remembered the mutated Wukong.

Looking up again, there was no trace of it on the coffin.

"Didn't you see it when you came in? That guy is sitting on top of the coffin!"

The two shook their heads at the same time.

At this moment, there was another sad cry like a baby in the darkness.

The sound is so harsh that the liver and gallbladder of those who listen to it will burst.

The three of them couldn't help but stretched out their hands to cover their ears. At this moment, the heads of the chopped off corpses on the ground flew up, as if they were being pulled by something.

"What the hell is going on?"

Wang Qiang and Qian Sheng looked at Lin Yi at the same time.

Should not be!

As long as the heads of these mummies are cut off and the "living breath" they inhale is released, they can rest in peace.

how come suddenly
Before Lin Yi could think any more, these mummy heads floating in the air turned out to be like Wukong just now, with two dark eyes staring at the three of them.

To be precise, he was staring at Lin Yi and the golden seal on his neck.

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