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  I exchanged a glance with Fatso, and then he used the tip of his gun to pick up that piece of clothing. It was a white sweater for women. I remembered it was Minmin who followed my Second Uncle.

  Then I explained the situation to Pangzi and said: "Ershu and others have also entered this way."

  The fatty chuckled and said in a low voice: "Can't we just consider it a lucky coincidence?"

  I shook my head and said, "Look at this bloody garment, is it a good omen?" The fatty didn't say anything, patted his gun and said, "As long as it's alive, Fatty has a way to deal with it." Then, we threw away the bloody garment and continued walking forward. Gradually, there were many short arrows on the ground, and many hidden holes protruded from the walls around us. I took out the compressed beef from my bag and slammed it heavily onto the floor in front of us, but nothing happened.

  "It's a one-time mechanism."

  Fatso laughed and said: "Someone is taking the risk for us."

  My mood can't be lifted, because the one who took the risk for us is likely to be Second Uncle. He's a formidable figure outside of fighting, someone that people fear and few can outsmart. But in a fight, I'm afraid even I am no match for him, and he's not young anymore. In this mountain cave full of hidden dangers, how can his old arms and legs withstand it?

  I walked forward with bated breath, afraid of suddenly seeing my uncle's corpse lying on the ground. I had just received a huge shock and didn't know if I could hold on if something like this happened again. Fortunately, although there were countless signs of traps being triggered along the way, we didn't see a single body.

  But just then, in front of us, a large expanse of orange-yellow light suddenly appeared, seemingly the glow of torches.

  Is it export?

  The fatty rushed forward, knowing that the mechanism here was one-time use, so he didn't have any worries. I watched as he ran into that orange-yellow light halo, and before I could stop him, he suddenly retreated back. Then he quickly turned his head, rapidly gesturing to me with his hands, his eyes wide open in a thieving manner.

  What happened?

  I didn't have time to think much, I rushed up quickly, and then I saw clearly the environment in front of me.

  This is indeed the exit of the cave, and outside the exit, there is a huge space, which is even larger than that bright pearl inlaid ceiling tomb. On the opposite side of the exit, there is a stone statue carved on the mountain, with a wolf's head and human body, one hand holding a battle axe, and the other hand stretching out far away, with something like a coffin shape on his palm.

  That stone statue built on the mountain is tens of meters high, similar to the Leshan Giant Buddha in Sichuan. It seems to be carved directly from the mountain body, and the surrounding rock walls are burning with seven fire dragons, illuminating the entire space as bright as daylight.

  At this moment, a group of people were surrounding the foot of the stone statue.

  They were divided into two factions, holding each other in check.

  One faction consists of Second Uncle, Hei Mian Shen, Min Min and Jie Xiaojiu, while the other faction has only one person, Luren A. It seems that they are opposing each other because of something, and Jie Xiaojiu is now standing on Second Uncle's side. What exactly happened?

  At this time, the fat man pointed to the coffin in the giant's hand and said: "That is the real master. However, if I'm not mistaken, the thing has been taken out by Wu San Ye. Now the thing is with us." I knew he was referring to that copy of the Sutra of Life.

  I and Fatso hid at the entrance of the cave, because the target was relatively small, so no one found us. At this time, Second Uncle seemed to be saying something fiercely, after a moment, Hei Mian Shen raised his gun, pointing it at Passerby A, my heart skipped a beat, are we going to fight?

  At this moment, I suddenly found that in front of the stone statue, a rope seemed to be hanging down, and there were several people climbing on the rope. I squinted my eyes to look over, looking at their figures, they were all unfamiliar people, and they were wearing uniforms, as if they were an organized team.

  Who are these people? Why did they appear here?

  I looked at the lone pedestrian, calm and collected, and suddenly felt a chill run down my spine. Could it be... that these were Pedestrian A's people, and there had been a team following us all along?

  Look at their rope equipment, it's a high-end configuration for domestic military use. Apart from the Roadman A, who else can mobilize these?

  Now that his men have begun to approach the coffin in his palm, what will he do to Er Yizhang and the others once he finds something? Moreover, it is very likely that there is an empty coffin inside, and the real thing has already been taken away by San Shu a year ago. If Luren Jia discovers that he has failed at the last moment, what will he do next?

  Two groups of people stood quietly facing each other, and about half a minute later, those who were climbing on the rope had climbed onto the stone statue's arm. Then, they walked on the thick arm and began to move towards the coffin in its palm. At this time, everyone on the ground shifted their gaze to the coffin in the stone statue's hand.

  Due to the location, I and Pàngzi can see very clearly what's happening on the arm of the stone statue. Because it's too far away, people above can't tell whether they are male or female, but judging from their height, they should all be men. There are three people in total, walking in a vertical line towards the position of the coffin in the palm.

  At the time of Xu, they arrived at the palm and took out things from their equipment bag, seemingly preparing to open the museum. The fat man squinted his eyes and looked excited, but suddenly cursed: "Damn it, actually using an electric saw." I'm nearsighted and usually wear glasses, my vision is not as good as the fat man's, so I couldn't see what equipment they were using, but when the fat man said that, I immediately felt a sharp pain all over my body. A 3,000-year-old ancient coffin, actually daring to use an electric saw - no wonder those archaeologists would grit their teeth whenever they mentioned grave robbers.

  Fatty whispered in my ear, "If you want to talk about the lack of quality among your Southern faction, our Northern faction is always gentle and never rough. We wouldn't even break a half-brick. If all the comrades from the underground party had our Northern faction's quality, the archaeological comrades would definitely show us great respect."

  I really didn't have the mood to bother with him, while feeling heartache for that ancient coffin, I was observing the movements of those people. About twenty minutes later, they probably sawed open the coffin, using an electric saw and it still took so long, maybe it was another bronze coffin.

  I told this to Fatso, and his eyes turned red as he scolded the Southern faction for being worthless.

  I was so angry that I shouted, "Damn it! Are you still unclear whether Qi is from the Southern School or not? And what's with the ancient tomb you blew up? Don't pretend to be noble and shout nonsense!" As soon as I finished speaking, Fatso was stunned, and then I was also stunned.

  After what happened with Third Uncle, I was feeling down the whole way, and couldn't muster up much energy to talk. I didn't expect Fatso to get angry like that, and suddenly let out a loud shout. At once, I felt countless eyes fixed on the entrance of our cave.

  He shook his head and patted the gun at his waist, saying: "I'll give you a big demerit, we'll deal with it later." I sighed, damn it, really an unlucky year. Then he walked out of the cave entrance with Fatso, under Second Uncle's glare, and walked to his side with a dejected expression. To avoid being slapped again, I deliberately kept a distance from him. Second Uncle seemed to have some regretful meaning, sighed and shook his head, and turned his gaze back to the coffin in his palm.

  I let out a breath of relief and followed their gaze, just as a blood-curdling scream pierced the air. In an instant, one of them plummeted from above, a dark shadow flashed before my eyes, and I felt a warmth on my face as a splatter of blood sprayed all over me.

  What's going on?

  I looked at the corpse with broken ribs protruding from the ground, and was shocked. I didn't care about the blood on my face, and hurriedly looked up to see that only two people were left. They seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying and kept trying to back away. As a result, one of them lost his footing and fell down again, and another corpse appeared before my eyes.

  The accident came too suddenly, and everyone was caught off guard, including passerby A, whose face changed greatly. He twitched the corner of his mouth and suddenly grabbed one of the ropes, looking as if he was about to go up himself.

  Just then, a thick smoke suddenly emerged from the coffin in his hand.

  That puff of smoke came quickly, and soon dispersed. My nose suddenly smelled a faint scent, which reminded me of the smell of wolf dung I had smelled in a Mongolian yurt when I traveled to Inner Mongolia years ago.

  In Inner Mongolia, wolf dung is rare and even harder to find than wolves themselves. However, when burned together with cow dung, it gives off a faint grassy scent. It's said that food cooked with this fuel has an especially rich flavor, so Mongolian herders will collect wolf dung whenever they see it and only bring it out to burn on special occasions like holidays.

  What's with the smell of wolf dung here? What is this tobacco used for?

  Subconsciously, I thought of the insect jade in the Cloud Top Temple. Could it be that these fumes were also used to attract something? However, just for a moment, I knew I was right, because around our ears, there suddenly sounded a burst of wolf howls.

  This sound is too familiar to us, people in this line of work have been attacked by wolf packs more or less, they seem to be the guardian troops deep in the snowy mountains, anyone who comes in is their target, but how can there be a wolf pack here?

  Where did the sound come from?

  Our faces changed greatly, and we kept looking around, just then, the fat man suddenly shouted: "Damn! Look quickly." He pointed to the wolf's head on the mountain wall, those eyes that had been staring at the distance seemed to have turned suddenly, and then countless white wolves rushed out from inside.

  They spend years in the depths of snowy mountains, extremely skilled at climbing, jumping between giant stone statues, with agile bodies, like ghosts, and in just a few minutes, a wolf as big as a calf fell to the ground, immediately rushing towards us.

  I'm also practiced, immediately put down the gun, with a loud noise hit the wolf's chest position, that white-haired wolf cried out in pain, fell to the ground, but soon after, there were several wolves coming down, more and more wolves came running out from the stone statue's eyes.

  Wasn't that the entrance to the tomb?

  After the palm-sized coffin was opened, the mechanism inside was triggered, opening the seal of the stone statue and using that strange smoke to lure the wolf over. Was all this already calculated by the Sandara people over 2,000 years ago?

  The only way out is at the entrance, but that's where the wolf pack comes and goes. This joke is too big, I seem to have seen the triumphant smile of the Song Dynasty people when they were supervising the construction of this dragon head, but their real body, we tomb robbers still can't see it today.

  Or perhaps someone had seen Third Uncle, who was already dead, or Wen Jin, who had yet to show his face.

  But we, it seems, have lost in this struggle between the tomb owner and the grave robbers. What awaits us now?

  The wolf pack grew larger and whiter, pouring down from the stone statue like an avalanche, burying us under a cacophony of gunfire and wolf howls. I yelled, "Retreat, go back!" My uncle and the others reacted swiftly, firing their guns as they backed away. In the chaos, I, Fatso, and Xiaohua covered our rear, no one saying a word. Everyone had retreated into the cave except for Stranger A, but that was no longer my concern at this moment.

  I and Fatty and Xiaohua fought and retreated, for a time there were no wolves approaching us. At this moment, Fatty's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly shouted: "Damn it, what is that Qi guy doing?"