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    Early morning.

    “The water is boiling.”

    Uncle Liao padded his hand with a cloth and handed me the lunch box.

    In this weather, a sip of boiled hot water just makes your body feel warm and sunny.

    Blowing off steam, I put down my rice bowl to chat with Uncle Liao.

    The topic of discussion was whether the red eyes could have been influenced by the “Monkey Holding the Stone” in the tomb of Jin Youzi to become what they are today.

    Because both Beanpole and I had similar experiences, except we were woken up early, Beanpole had the worst symptoms, and I was nearly strangled.

    Liao Bo pondered and said, “If the Chaoshan people (red eyes) are indeed surnamed Huang as you think, 90 percent of them are related to someone back in Guan, and right now we’ve lost our bearings on Wang Xiansheng, so this person may be crucial.”

    I nodded yes, and remarked on one anomalous suspicion.

    Look at it this way.

    The secret tunnel in Kim Youzi’s tomb, hidden behind Kim Aron’s epitaph, is a small door that is deadened with green bricks and was never opened until we inadvertently discovered it.

    The granny k cult (I call it that because the group of tattooed monks seems creepy), the monkey holding the stone in the tomb, and if the red eyes turned out to be like that because of that thing, then how did he get in there?

    With this point of doubt, in the morning I called on the bean sprouts boy fish brother to run there again to survey, has been looking for nearly two hours, I finally have a big discovery.

    To the northwest of the brick tomb of Jin A Long, there was a place where the soil was different, and the soil was covered with sand, but this time I had the intention to look for it, so I found it anyway, and I could clearly feel the softness of the soil when I stepped on it.

    Casual digging revealed a horizontal plank under the earth, and removing it, I saw a large, sloping cave, a robber’s hole.

    Beanpole reached his foot down to poke around and was busy retracting it.

    “Cool, what’s with the hole?”

    I said what else could happen, we got lucky and found the tunnel that leads straight into the tomb, the other group that came here didn’t find the tunnel so they went straight to the most labor intensive way.

    “Dig the cross well.”

    “I said it is strange, before we picked up the short handle Luoyang shovel where is it, now it is clear, is before the gang digging cross well left, 80% red eyes were involved in the first time.”

    “Then it seems like that should be it.”

    Fish clapped his hands and said to go down and see if the end led to that tomb.

    Don’t look now Tengri is daytime, but the light in the cross-well is very dark, you have to use a flashlight to illuminate after going down, this group seems to be in a hurry, we walked for a while did not see the reinforcement of the cross-well of the exclusion plate.

    After a few minutes of catwalking, Fish suddenly stopped and sniffed.

    “Do you guys smell that?”

    Bean Sprout Boy sniffed and said no, am I catching a cold?

    I sniffed, and I thought I smelled a dead rat, kind of stinky, just that rotting smell.

    The slope of the horizontal well downward is getting bigger and bigger, when it goes to a certain distance it is a flat section, and in the forward direction it is an uphill section, I know that if the group dug in the right direction before, we should be under the bottom of the Iron Pouring Tomb now, and digging up the slope, we will be able to get into the tomb.

    Just then.

    “Wait!”

    “You two look!” Bean Sprout Boy swung his flashlight and his pupils instantly dilated.

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