Mi Kun and Mr. Yang, who was selling incense, agreed to the meeting and rushed to Daoren Mountain. In the second half of the night, when they were passing through the miasma layer, they found some medicinal materials to go back to hide their eyes and ears. Accompanied by the first dawn in the morning, Mi Kun returned to the clan. Seeing Mi Kun coming back and greeting him enthusiastically, Mi Kun hated this mausoleum more and more intensely in the tomb as the clan's kind greetings.

A month passed quickly, and when it was time to make an appointment with the man with the fur hat, he found an excuse to come out again. When he arrived at the agreed location, the man with the fur hat was already waiting there, and there were two young people with him.

"Brother, we're meeting again." The man in the fur hat said enthusiastically.

Mi Kun looked at him and did not immediately tell the tomb guarded by his clan members. Because the tomb was too strange, he had to test the strength of the other party. The sacred clan, who had lived in the mountains for thousands of years, had a very good understanding of the things in the mountains. According to the old man in the clan, a Ming Dynasty chieftain was buried at the foot of the Taoist mountain. The ring he picked up last time was a concubine of the chieftain.

"Brother is really punctual, I've been waiting so early." Mi Kun said.

The man in the fur hat said happily: "No, Lao Yang from the town sent me a message saying that the guy was looking for me. When he heard that the guy was looking for me, he thought that the guy must be bringing me some treasure. I was in a hurry to come, don't laugh at me. I really want to collect that thing."

Mi Kun disagreed with his words and said, "Come with me." He led them into the mountain.

"I said, where are you going?" asked the man with a fur hat.

Mi Kun stopped, stood there, and said, "Didn't you all take you with you? Of course I want to take you to find the ring."

"Stop, stop, stop~ I don't understand what the guy said." The man in the fur hat said hurriedly. In that era, those who did their jobs dared not be too obvious. Although society is a collective society, it is very strict.

"I know what you do. The smell of earth on your body is so strong. I knew it last time I saw you." Mi Kun said with some disdain.

"Haha~ I'm an expert, I'm so clumsy. I'm in Xiagu for the people. These two are my apprentices. The tallest one is Chen Zhenyun and the fat one is Liu Yuanchao. The hometown of our master and apprentice is really unable to survive due to natural disasters. I have learned this skill over the years to make a living." Gu Weimin said.

Mi Kun didn't consider whether their experience was true or false, just wanted to see if they were really capable.

Mi Kun briefly told them about the place they were going to, and the four of them rushed to the foot of the Taoist mountain. Gu Weimin and the three disciples were a little excited because they wanted to steal a tomb of the Ming Dynasty chieftains. They either considered whether their guys were ready or fantasizing how rich the harvest in the ancient tomb was. Mi Kun looked at them like this, and he was a little suspicious of the ability of the three. But since the arrow was on the string, he had to fire someone.

Soon, they arrived on a hillside, and Mi Kun pointed to a raised candle and said that it was here. Not far away, next to the ravine rushed out of the mountain torrent, which coincided with what Mi Kun said before. The master and apprentice were half-baked about the tombs in the southwest. When Mi Kun said it was here, they were a little suspicious at first, but the rammed earth brought back by the Luoyang shovel in his hand showed that there were indeed tombs underground, so they gave up these concerns. There was no one in the mountains, so there was no need to worry about anything. Soon a thief hole leading to the tomb chamber was quickly knocked out, and four people lit torches and crawled into the tomb chamber. This was a single-room tomb. The tomb chamber style was in the Central Plains style at that time, and it also contained the national style of the southwest tous

Although it is not as good as a stone chamber outside the tomb guarded by the clan, it is already considered luxurious for such a small tomb. The four of them climbed out of the robber's cave. The coffin of the tomb owner was parked in the center of the tomb chamber. The coffin was surrounded by a small river. In front of the coffin, there was a bridge connecting the tomb chamber to the outer tomb chamber. It was about four feet from front of us, and piles of white bones were scattered on the ground. They should be slaves or livestock buried with their lives. The four masters and disciples entered the tomb chamber and were a little envious. This was the first time they entered such a well-preserved ancient tomb. On both sides of the tomb, some of the living utensils of the tomb owner's life were extremely decayed, and only some porcelain could be taken, because there was water in the tomb chamber, and many things were destroyed by water vapor.

But they were not depressed because the most important coffin in the ancient tomb was made of stone. When the stone coffin was opened, the most valuable thing was inside. Mi Kun stood on the bridge and watched the three of them constantly take out some strange things from their bags. There were iron chisels, ropes connected to triangular grabs, weapons shovels, and a bag of glutinous rice and a pack of candles. The tomb chamber was not divided into day and night, and the three of them didn't want to wait until dark. They couldn't wait to light a candle in the southeast corner of the coffin. After looking for a while, the three of them saw that the candle fire had not changed. They picked up their iron chisels and began to pry the lid of the stone coffin. The lid of the coffin weighing hundreds of pounds was pried open a crack, and they were almost seeing the burial objects in the stone coffin. Suddenly, a gust of wind suddenly hung in from the thief hole. The normal candle fire turned into a creepy green light, but the torch was blown away by the wind.

"Master~" the fat man shouted first.

"Don't shout, it seems that the master will not give you any food." Gu Weimin said.

"Then master, are we going to withdraw?" asked the tall man.

"We can't leave, we have no choice. He and I have fought. Don't watch it there. Come and help us, otherwise everyone will not be able to escape." Gu Weimin said.

Mi Kun slowly walked to them, and one more person seemed to be less afraid. The four of them pushed the coffin lid to the other side together, and Gu Weimin took out a fire note from his bag.

Puff~

As soon as the fire blew up, the coffin was illuminated brightly. The toast was not dehydrated or corroded at all. Except for the lack of blood in his skin, he seemed to be asleep. The first time he saw this kind of corpse, the four of them were a little at a loss.

"Master, why hasn't he changed?" the fat man asked in horror.

Gu Weimin swung his hand, slapped the fat man, and said, "What do you want to change, the crow's mouth."

The fat man was a little confused by Gu Weimin's slap, and he lowered his head and did not dare to speak casually.

The corpse was preserved so well, just like it was just buried. Mi Kun looked at the corpse in surprise. If he hadn't been passing by this area frequently over the years, he would have doubted whether it was an ancient tomb.

The toast was lying quietly in the coffin, four people stood beside him, Gu Weimin, holding the fire note, slowly tapping it inside, the ancient and exquisite toast suit was worn on the body, the hands of the corpse were folded and placed on the chest, and a dagger of the inlaid gems under his hands quietly refracted the dazzling light. The master and apprentice looked at the gems on it and swallowed.

Gu Weimin bar fire memorial was handed over to the tall apprentice next to him, and went to get the dagger with gems inlaid.

"Master~" the fat man shouted in a crying voice.
Chapter completed!