Grave Robber: Beginnings Fusion Hydra Cypress

The big tree fell down, throwing up a cloud of dust.

Everyone vaguely saw a big thing in the dust. This thing shouldn't appear in a place like this!

The fat man had sharp eyes and a quick mouth, so he blurted out and shouted.

"I'll go, it's a plane!"

That thing was the wreckage of a plane!

After the dust dispersed, everyone took a closer look and saw that only the front half of the plane was left. It looked very old and covered with moss. It had obviously crashed here for many years.

The fat man blinked and remembered something.

"Mr. Ji, could the sound of the transmitter we heard before come from this thing?"

Originally, they thought that the sound of the transmitter was caused by a tree demon. There could not be a transmitter in this primitive forest.

But the appearance of the wreckage of the plane made people realize that there was a wireless communication device in the cockpit!

Hu Bayi stepped forward to take a look, and pointed at the serial number on the nose of the machine.

"The transport planes of the U.S. Air Force all have serial numbers starting with the letter C. This is an old model from World War II. I think it was shot down by the Japanese army. It is more than seventy years old. There is no way anyone is still alive."

After that, he added another sentence.

"Even if there are people alive, they were killed by this tree demon."

The fat man asked in confusion.

"Then what's the sound of the transmitter we heard?"

Ji Changsheng smiled and got directly into the wreckage.

"You'll know if you go in and take a look."

Everyone immediately got in. Although only the front half of the plane was left, the wreckage was still more than ten meters long. In addition to the cockpit, part of the cargo hold was preserved.

There were some wooden boxes scattered in the cargo hold, some of which were smashed, revealing the goods inside.

Wang Kaixuan took a closer look and his eyes couldn't help but shine.

"It's a Chicago typewriter! It's a rare thing."

He was not talking about a real typewriter, but a Thompson submachine gun. This kind of gun was once popular all over the United States. It was considered a standard equipment of old-school gangsters and often appeared in gangster movies.

Wang Kaixuan and Hu Bayi both grew up in military compounds and have been military fans since childhood.

When military fans see a gun, they immediately stick to it like a bee seeing a flower.

When everyone opened the wooden box, they saw hundreds of well-preserved submachine guns, tens of thousands of rounds of ammunition, several boxes of grenades, and some military cans and other supplies.

Hu Bayi couldn't help but sigh.

"It seems that the US Air Force passed through the Hump Route to transport arms and supplies to the front line. This route is an important supply line for China and the Allied Forces. There are many Japanese air defense positions along the way, and they must have been shot down by the Japanese army."

Wang Kaixuan raised the Thompson submachine gun in his hand and expressed.

"But these things are not considered a waste, they will continue to shine in our hands."

"This Mr. Xian Wang is very vicious. There must be a lot of weird things in his tomb. These weapons will come in handy."

Everyone got into the cockpit to check again, only to see two skeletons in the driver's seat, wearing US Air Force uniforms.

Hu Ba looked at it one by one and couldn't help but be suspicious.

"Could it be that the ghosts of these two pilots were still alive and sent a distress signal in the middle of the night?"

Shirley Yang's expression changed slightly and she said.

"If you didn't tell me, I almost forgot. The Morse code we heard just now is SOS!"

The international distress signal!

The fat man and Wang Kaixuan were shocked, and quickly bowed to the two bones, muttering something to each other.

"Two international friends, you sacrificed your life to support the great war of resistance. We will never let your corpses be exposed in the wilderness. You two can go to reincarnation with peace of mind."

After Ji Changsheng looked at it carefully, he pointed at the instruments on the bridge and said.

"There are two possibilities, either some wild animals have touched the communicator, or the ghosts of the two pilots are really asking for help."

"Anyway, they both died fighting in the war. Let's give them a good burial."

So, everyone moved the two bones out and prepared to dig a hole for burial.

The fat man couldn't help but ask.

"Commander Hu, these two are considered fighting heroes. We can't just bury them casually. You can show them a feng shui treasure."

Hu Bayi looked around and pointed at his feet.

"This place where the great wizard is buried is a treasure, so this is it."

Fatty, Hu Bayi, and Wang Kaixuan started digging a hole on the spot with engineering shovels.

After digging for a while, the fat man couldn't help but exclaimed.

"There's something down here!"

Everyone stepped forward to take a look and found a strange-looking stone dug out of the pit.

Ji Changsheng's eyes lit up and he said.

"This is a stone tablet, you guys come up."

After the three people came up, he released several pangolins from the God's Space.

These little guys had made a great contribution in the Snake Marsh Ghost City last time. Ji Changsheng knew that they would be used in the future, so he kept them in the God's Space. Time in the God's Space stands still, and they will not eat or drink without eating or drinking. Damn it, the food you put in it will never expire or spoil.

Several pangolins are experts at digging burrows, much more efficiently than humans.

Dust was flying, and the entire stone monument was dug out in less than an hour.

Compared with ordinary tombstones, this stone monument is several times larger, about five meters high and two meters wide. The base is a huge stone tortoise.

Hu Bayi couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Such a large stone tablet is rarely found in the tombs of princes, and is usually found only in imperial tombs."

"What is buried here is just a great wizard, but he actually has such a big hand!"

It can be seen that the status of this great wizard is very respected and extraordinary.

The fat man disagreed and said immediately.

"What's the use of making the stone tablet so big? It's better to get more burial objects."

"The things in his coffin are far inferior to the tombs of kings and princes."

Wang Kaixuan also said immediately.

"What Fatty said is that it is a waste to spend money on this. Who can see it buried underground?"

"Besides, this stone tablet is so big, no matter how valuable it is, we can't move it. It's better to get more gold, silver and jewelry."

When everyone heard it, they were speechless. No matter what these two fat men saw, they could make you think of gold and silver treasures.

Ji Changsheng laughed and said.

"Otherwise, this stone tablet is very useful."

The two fat men were stunned and asked quickly.

"What's the use?"

Ji Changsheng pointed at the stone tablet and answered.

"This is not a monument for the great wizard, but for King Xian!"

"Only nobles of the monarch level can enjoy such treatment."

The fat man blinked, puzzled.

"But how could King Xian's tombstone be buried here?"

Then, he shuddered and said with joy.

"Could it be that... King Xian's tomb is here!"

Everyone looked around quickly. Could it be that the King Xian's tomb they had been looking for was near this couple tree!

Ji Changsheng laughed.

"You can also say that when we saw this stone tablet, we had actually entered the range of King Xian's tomb!"