In his view, these people's idea of ​​​​lighting up firearms was simply seeking death.

Yang Fan waved his hand and said: "These people are just soldiers and generals. Killing them is of no use. We need to find the host behind the scenes."

"In this case, you go and prepare. After two days, we will wait and pry open the mouths of these people."

promise!

Xi Jun agreed and left with a smile.

I'm almost getting tired of staying here, but I finally had some fun.

Two days later.

It’s a murderous night with a dark moon and high wind!

The firearms monitor was eerily quiet at this time, and the chirping of insects and birds was extremely clear in the middle of the night.

If you listen close to the ground, you will find the sound of digging coming from right under the firearms monitor from time to time.

Unfortunately, in the middle of the night, everyone fell asleep, and no one noticed this abnormality.

However, if you observe carefully, you will find that there are lights and shadows flashing from time to time in the shadow of the moonlight.

After waiting for a while, no movement was detected. The black shadow moved slowly and came to a cluster of flowers.

The black shadow looked around, a little confused, but still called out softly: "Master, it seems those people are about to get through. I just arranged for people to guard their retreat. Do you want to catch them all now..."

"Why are you so anxious? We'll wait until they show up. Don't alert them." Yang Fan slowly raised his head, snorted, and looked around.

Only then did I realize that Yang Fan's entire body had been completely integrated into the flowers. If he hadn't raised his head, he wouldn't have been noticed at all.

Yang Fan's eyes kept searching around the firearms prison.

To be honest, he was very interested in those "grave robbers".

I had only read about Captain Mojin during Cao Cao's time in books.

Now that I can see it with my own eyes, I feel really excited.

According to the book, these are a group of extremely pure people.

They have faith, they have the blood of a black dog, and they have the hooves of a black donkey...

They have principles. They will not touch the gold when the rooster crows and the candle is extinguished, and they will not go to the grave at the wrong time...

But such a group of guys actually gave up their principles to dig tunnels for others. The people behind the scenes must have great eyes and hands.

"Sir, what are you looking for?"

Xi Junmai is very close to Yang Fan, so he has no scruples in asking questions.

Yang Fan looked back and said softly: "If you were one of these tomb robbers, where would you put the exit?"

"Uh, I don't understand... I really can't guess!" Xi Junmai touched his head with a confused look on his face. He really didn't understand!

Yang Fan didn't understand either, but he could roughly guess it.

Since these people are interested in starting fires, the exit must be secretive. In addition to being secretive, it should also be convenient for transporting things.

Therefore, the best choice is the small forest in the southwest corner of the warehouse.

It's close to the warehouse and can be well hidden.

Xi Junmai quickly understood Yang Fan's meaning from his eyes, and then waved his hand to let the guards move quietly toward the small woods.

At this time, a foot below the ground of the grove, the underground passage emitted orange candlelight, but due to poor ventilation conditions, it was a bit stuffy inside.

After wiping his sweat, the tomb robber who was in charge of digging in the lead gently poked upwards with his tool.

Hearing the dull voice couldn't help but make him smile.

As long as this tunnel is dug, he will have enough food and clothing for the rest of his life, and he will never have to engage in the shameful business of tomb robbing again.

Immediately, he reported the situation to Wang San, the person in charge this time: "Third brother, you can dig with only one foot. Look..."

Wang San was very vigilant. He came to the end of the tunnel and listened carefully to the movements outside. He found nothing wrong, and then nodded with confidence.

Soon, a small hole appeared above the grove. As the hole grew larger, faint light emanated from inside.

Wang San carefully stretched out his head, explored it and climbed out directly.

The environment here is exactly the same as in the drawings, it seems they succeeded!

The air outside is better!

Wang San greedily took a deep breath of fresh air.

Once you finish this job, you can retire.

However, the breath he took in almost suffocated him to death.

Because he was frightened.

I saw groups of black shadows in the woods suddenly squirming, and pairs of bright eyes poked out from the ground.

Even if he robs tombs all the time, he still scares Wang San half to death.

Before he could scream, he heard a voice ringing in his ears.

"Welcome to the Firearms Monitor."

Yang Fan looked at the equipment of the gold-touching captain with great interest.

A professional small hoe, with a roll of rope slung across the body. The rope looks very strong, but the material cannot be seen;

Because this person was not a tomb robber, of course he didn't have black donkey hooves, let alone cinnabar, which made Yang Fan a little disappointed.
Chapter completed!