The security guard is a bit evil

When Yin Gang heard that it was related to his master, he was careless to play mahjong for the first time. He took a dry cigarette bag and ran to no one's place. He sat on a stone and listened to Yin Ziyu's analysis. After that, he frowned: "is that it?"

"Yes. Old man, do you think I should go with Liu Yunting to the laoshizi's grave, in case I can find the news of the master? " Yin Ziyu volunteered.

"Bullshit!" Yin Gang snorted with disdain, "the place where Laozi and your master fought with those monsters was in the three northern provinces. You said that the green sea was in the west, thousands of miles apart. Do you think it is possible to connect them?"

Yin Ziyu was relieved when he heard about it. Maybe there's some other coincidence, as long as it's not related to the matter of the master.

However, Yin Ziyu asked about texture twice in a row, and also involved the big key to his home, which finally aroused Yin Gang's curiosity: "what do you want to do when you ask this?"

"As like as two peas, I feel strange that the tomb of Hou ye, more than two thousand years ago, is exactly the same as the texture on our big key. You know, it's from those monsters in your mouth. " Yin Ziyu said his doubts.

Yin Gang frowned and asked, "whose mausoleum?"

"Shen Hou. The one who killed King Zhou you in history. "

"Is that him?" Yin Gang accidentally knocked on the cigarette bag and muttered in his mouth, "this man is a bull. He is not only powerful, but also has many capable people around him. It is said that there is a alchemist around him called master Longzheng. In addition to helping him turn the tide and relieve the situation of death, he also helped him travel around and find eight mausoleums. This man's name was somehow erased from the official history. There are only records in many unofficial histories. "

Yin Ziyu gave an unexpected "Yo" and said with a smile: "don't you like reading most, old man? Do you even know unofficial history?"

Yin Gang sneered: "you know what a fart! In ancient times, there were many historical books that praised the rulers, but many unofficial history books were more reliable. Master Long Zheng actually wrote a manual about Shen Hou's mausoleum, which was copied by many writers. I was lucky to read it with your master. "

Yin Ziyu's spirit burst: "what do you say in it?"

Yin Gang tut tut mouth: "the specific content is not very clear, the general meaning is that master Long Zheng is actually responsible for the construction of the Shenhou mausoleum. At that time, he used about 2000 craftsmen. Although he promised very well in advance, master Long Zheng knew that none of these people could survive, including himself. Since ancient times, the craftsmen who built the mausoleum of the first emperor of the Qin Dynasty and even the mausoleum of the past dynasties were rarely able to escape. Therefore, master Long Zheng realized this problem in advance and left a way for himself when building the mausoleum. "

"I don't know exactly what kind of back road it is, but master Long Zheng built several important escape mechanisms for the mausoleum that seems to have no way out, and each kind of escape mechanism has corresponding things to guide. Moreover, master Long Zheng also understood that even if people like Shen Hou died, they would be buried with a lot of people. In addition to countless treasures, there would be a large number of people buried with them. Therefore, it should be the idea of replacing the craftsmen with the corpses of the funeral attendants, which is to accumulate some virtue for oneself. As for the specific success or failure, I don't know. "

Yin Ziyu immediately grasped the key information from Yin Gang's words: "old man, do you mean that the bracelet I saw before should be one of the keepsakes left by master Long Zheng to escape? So is our big key? As long as I use this thing, I can enter the tomb of marquis Shen that year. "

Yin Gang puffed a cigarette and said with a smile: "in theory, of course, it's true, but it's been more than two thousand years, and the vicissitudes of life have already changed. What's more, you said that there were many nomads living in the green sea. Now there are some people living there. Maybe they will be destroyed. To say the least, even if the tomb remains intact, what can you tell from a small object? The big key at home, you have been playing since childhood, have you ever had a Mao's understanding? "

Yin Ziyu touched his nose. Every time he talked to the old man, he would be blocked speechless. He scratched his head and said, "where do you see the manual? Can I have a look at it?"

Yin Gang was stunned. He raised his head and thought for a moment. He suddenly yelled in the room: "yunniang, where is my box with some bamboo slips?"

Yunniang poked out her head: "what bamboo slips?"

"It's made up of rope with characters carved on it."

Yunniang was stunned and raised her head to recall. Then she didn't care and said, "No. In the first few years, you said it was useless. I thought it was dry and used it to make a fire. If you didn't tell me earlier, I'd run out of bundles when I thought they worked well. "

Yin Gang jumped up, convulsed all over his face, patted his leg and said: "this black sheep, it's a cultural relic that has been handed down for thousands of years. I said it's useless to let you put it away. Who let you... Miserable, miserable, the most orthodox mental method of the Mayi sect is also in it."Yin Ziyu on the other side of the phone was also tongue tied. He had seen the box when he was a child and played with the bamboo slips inside. Who knew it was such a precious thing!

Yin Gang had already howled with heartache, and his intestines were blue with regret. He threw his cell phone aside and ran to the inner room to find something. It seemed that there were other important things in the room besides the box.

Yin Ziyu raised his eyebrows and felt the need to go back. The old man usually doesn't show mountains and water. I can't imagine that any object has such a beginning. I don't know what valuable things are in the house.

After a while, Yin Gang came out of the inner room with a black face. He didn't know how much he had lost. Anyway, his face was no longer as calm as before. He grabbed the mobile phone on the table and yelled at Yin Ziyu: "I'm losing a lot today, boy. If I have a chance, I'll go and have a look at the grave, If you can get some cultural relics from the pre Qin period, you can take them back to make up for my hurt heart. "

Yin Ziyu laughs. He can imagine that his nose is full of smoke. Just as she was about to say something, Liu Yunting leaned over and said in a loud voice on the phone, "it's absolutely impossible. All cultural relics belong to the state. Anyone who participates in the excavation must follow this rule and never ignore their own interests."

Yin Gang Leng Leng, listening to the voice a little strange: "boy, another replacement? What about the girl who came back with you last time? "

Yin Ziyu hung up the phone cleanly and looked back to Liu Yunting as if nothing had happened: "are you hungry? Do you want to go out and have something to eat?"