Sister Yue scolded: "Stop it all!"

The gangsters were shocked by the scolding and stopped, but they pointed the stick in their hands at Bai Fengjiu, fearing that he would do something to hurt Brother Dog.

Sister Yue's beautiful eyes were cold and looked at Bai Fengjiu coldly and said, "I warn you, before doing things, you must first consider the safety of your teammates!"

The words were not intense, but they were filled with a strong threatening tone.

They were crowded with power, with a total of six people in the rescue team, and one of them was injured, so they could not gain any advantage when fighting and could be killed by accident during a fight.

All eyes turned to Dalabo and the others, Xia Qingzhu and She Xiaoqing, who were not capable of fighting, couldn't help but become nervous.

"Let him go, just pretend that this has never happened." Sister Yue said lightly.

The big speaker used his eyes to signal Bai Fengjiu not to act rashly, and Gillian shook her head at him.

Bai Fengjiu let go of her hand. Brother Dog was like a slack wild horse. He jumped three feet from the ground, snatched the weapon from the little brother's hand and wanted to fight back, but was stopped by Sister Yue.

"I said that I will not blame you for the past, brother Dog, don't embarrass me."

Brother Dog weighed the machete in his hand, measured the pros and cons, and then left angrily.

Sister Yue glanced at Bai Fengjiu with complicated eyes. This man could beat Brother Dog without any power to fight back. He was not as cowardly and incompetent as mentioned in the information. What was he hiding? What secret does he have?

Bai Fengjiu didn't care about Sister Yue's eyes and followed the team to the third floor. Here were also funeral objects, complete sets of chimes and figures with different shapes and exquisite workmanship.

Although they can be sold at a good price on the market, these things are very huge and difficult to get out. Bronze ware is a national treasure and it is not easy to take action. Sister Yue looks down on her and the gangsters can't get it out. Everyone is in a state of fun and continues to walk upstairs.

Come to the eighth floor, which is the last floor of the Octagonal Tower, where the tomb owner rests.

Sister Yue was in an excited mood and could hear her heartbeat.

General Bai, the god of war in the ancient Qin Dynasty, is a legendary figure. His life is a wonderful novel or a mythical novel.

He was invincible and powerful. The most famous thing was that when he was a soldier, he took the general's head from it with his own strength.

These heroic deeds may not be anything in ancient times when talents emerged, but there is one thing that no military general could do. General Bai was not only good at both civil and military affairs, but also good at fighting, but also a Taoist practitioner.

According to historical records, General Bai served in the ancient Qin Empire for more than 20 years, but he still maintained his youthful appearance and had never seen any signs of aging.

There may be some differences in ancient books, but it is unquestionable that he can stay young, and this is definitely the result of his practice of immortal arts.

Immortality is something that everyone dreams of. Even in modern times with advanced technology, the method of pursuing immortality still exists. If Sister Yue gets the secret of General Bai's immortality, even if she cannot achieve immortality, she will keep her youth forever and bring great benefits.

Sister Yue calmed down the excitement in her heart and ordered in a calm voice: "Open the door!"

There was a big brass lock hanging on the door, which had been smashed open. It must have been made by Li Daoran and the others, but Li Daoran disappeared here, and the secret inside must have been not taken away.

This time, the Dog Brother and the others were blocked behind, and two mercenaries stepped forward and pushed open the wooden door made of gloomy wood.

Because these two doors are not moved all year round, they make screams that make people's teeth sore when pushed open.

"Squeak..."

The wooden door opened and a layer of dust fell from it. Sister Yue subconsciously covered her mouth and nose and waved her hand gently to disperse the dust.

Several beams of flashlight shone into it, and the scene in front of me made Sister Yue feel like she fell into an ice cave.

There was no coffin as imagined, no tables, chairs, benches, weapons, and terracotta figurines inside. Even Li Daoran, who was trapped here, was empty and there were not even an ant.

"how so!"

Sister Yue rushed in like crazy, walked around inside, and then squatted on the ground decadently.

She Xiaoqing looked disappointed, Xia Qingzhu felt sad, and the big trumpet frowned. They came here after a lot of hardships, but there was nothing.

Is it because the information is wrong? They didn’t find the right place? Or is there another hidden mechanism here?

Sister Yue stood up from the ground, her silver teeth creaked, "Find it for me! Even if you turn it over here, you have to find it for me!"

Dozens of people rushed into the eighth floor and searched inch by inch on the ground, but after two hours, they found nothing.

There are eight sides on the top floor, eight windows, and a translucent crystal on the top of the head like a magnifying glass. Apart from that, there is nothing, Sister Yue is desperate.

From beginning to end, Bai Fengjiu didn't participate. He stood at the door and was observing a string of numbers engraved on the wall.

"Maybe it can tell you the answer." Bai Fengjiu said lightly.

Sister Yue was attracted by his voice and walked to the door and turned her head.

There are many numbers drawn on the wall with stones, as if calculating something, and as if calculating time.

That's right, it's timed, because these numbers are all four digits, and the first digit is within twelve.

The last number is zero three two six.

These numbers are written in Arabic numerals, and the freshness will not be too long. They must be Li Daoran's masterpiece. What is he calculating? Or what is he waiting for?

All the answers to the mystery will be revealed as long as the time to write the last time comes.

Sister Yue raised her arm, and pointed the Omega zodiac sign female watch on her wrist to 10:7:00 at night. There were five hours left. She waved her hand and asked everyone to go downstairs to rest.

After running all the way, these people were exhausted, and their hungry chests were pressed against their backs. Taking advantage of this, they hurriedly ate something to wrap their belly, then leaned against the wall to take a nap. After a while, they snored everywhere, as if the pond after the rain was filled with frogs.

The gangsters were sleeping soundly like dead pigs, but the five mercenaries were loyal to each other and took turns to stand guard. Sister Yue was sleeping without any intention and stared at the door of the eighth floor with good eyes.

Whispering in his ears, Sister Yue turned her head and stared at him. It was the six people from the rescue team who were whispering to each other.

Sister Yue snorted and said, "Stop thinking about anything more. I will not give you any chance again. I am determined to win the things inside!"

Bai Fengjiu smiled contemptuously, Sister Yue frowned slightly and asked, "Why are you laughing at?"

"Do you really think you can find what you want?"

"What do you mean?" asked Sister Yue.

Bai Fengjiu smiled but said nothing. When the ancient Qin monarch issued an edict to be sentenced to death, Bai Fengjiu was frustrated and left the tiger talisman.

The civil servant who sent the order was worried that he would be implicated in his work, so he found a scapegoat to replace Bai Fengjiu. It was seamless and no one knew about it.

Bai Fengjiu once made great achievements in military affairs. In order not to bear the infatuation, the monarch built this tomb for him with false benevolence and righteousness. It was not Bai Fengjiu who lay in the coffin, and of course there would be no burial objects that Sister Yue wanted.
Chapter completed!