At the end of the sand, the sand was relatively soft, so Huo Yujie struggled to climb out.
Her face was gray, her body was covered with sand, and she completely lost the image of the goddess she used to be.
After she climbed out, she pulled herself up and shook.
This place is filled with sand. To let the people inside out, the sand must be loosened.
The Huo family members then climbed out with great difficulty.
Huo Yujie rescued all her Huo family members and left the others alone.
"Miss, aren't we going to save others?" the Huo family couldn't help but ask.
"No, touching Colonel Jin has nothing to do with us. Mr. Qiu paid us to rob the tomb, but he didn't pay me to rescue him." Huo Yujie said coldly.
Submerged in the sand, there was no air at all, and I couldn't speak or move.
The body will soon be deprived of oxygen, and within three minutes, the person will be suffocated to death inside.
One after another, people crawled out of the sand, and the Huo family used the King Kong Mountain to build an escape route.
On the other side of the sand, the short old man punched through the sand and led Mr. Qiu out step by step, faster than Huo Yujie.
But after going out, the short old man didn't care about other people.
"Are you okay?" the short old man asked.
The wound on Mr. Qiu's face was covered with sand and the pain was unbearable.
Sand is also alkaline, just like salt. If you pour it on a wound, it will be as painful as spreading salt on the wound.
Mr. Qiu wanted to get angry, but he didn't know who to get angry at, so he could only hold it in as hard as possible.
"Rescue them first, they are still needed for tomb robbery," Mr. Qiu said, pointing to the pile of sand.
The short old man grabbed the rope and pulled hard. The rope fell like a waterfall. The people inside struggled to climb up and climbed out.
Originally, the sand was packed very tightly, just like loading a truck, with the upper part connected to the ceiling and the lower part connected to the ground.
Huo Yujie went out and shook her body several times without moving.
The short old man panicked, and the sand suddenly became loose.
Many people climbed to the top and fell to the left and right.
Hu Bayi dragged Fatty Wang up to the top, and then landed on Huo Yujie's side.
"You guys are so unethical, you don't help dig it out when you come out!" Fatty Wang yelled.
There was also sand on his wound, and the severe pain made him a little irritable.
Especially when he saw that Huo Yujie and the others had come out a long time ago and refused to save the people inside, he was even more angry.
"Do I need to save you?" Huo Yujie looked at Fatty Wang indifferently.
"I think you just want to bury us alive so you can get the treasure for yourself!" Fatty Wang said angrily.
Huo Yujie stared at Fatty Wang with cold eyes.
Fatty Wang was in danger of Huo Yujie and hid behind Hu Bayi.
Yang Xueli said calmly: "If you don't save me until you die, I'll touch Colonel Jin and write it down."
"Fat man, get up and don't lose your backbone."
Fatty Wang stood up, but the pain from the wound made it difficult for him to stand up straight.
Hu Bayi took out the cyclone shovel, threw away the sand dune, found Yang Shirley's backpack, took out the alcohol from the backpack, handed it to Yang Shirley, and asked Yang Shirley to treat Fatty Wang's wounds.
Then he dug for a while and found a backpack belonging to Mr. Qiu. He reached in and took out a pistol and a grenade from the backpack.
He put away the pistol and grenades, then buried his backpack and retreated.
Mr. Qiu looked at the remaining twenty-five subordinates with a somewhat ugly look on his face.
"Pull out the sand." Mr. Qiu ordered.
Twenty-five people were digging sand with military shovels.
Under the sand, their weapons and equipment were buried.
After living for more than an hour, people on both sides of the dune met.
In the sand dunes, several of Mr. Qiu's men were buried. They stood in the middle and could not get out if they walked to the left. They could not get out on the right if they walked to the right.
A mouth is the entrance to sand.
They were suffocated to death inside.
Mr. Qiu brought in forty people, and now there are twenty-five left. As for the Huo family, except for two injured, everyone else is fine.
Of the three captains who touched Jin, only Fatty Wang was bitten by the corpse cricket.
Overall, Mr. Qiu was the one who suffered the most heavy casualties.
"Fifteen of my people have died. If there is no more harvest, then you disappoint me and I will disappoint you." Mr. Qiu said coldly.
He doesn't feel bad if fifteen of his men die, as long as they can get something, no matter how many people die, it doesn't matter.
However, if you can't get anything and you have lost so many people, then they will never live!
"There is a big problem with this sand." Hu Bayi pointed at the sand and said.
"question?"
"This sand is from the desert, and the tomb of King Yanhuai is in Dayan Mountain, which is very far away from the desert." Hu Bayi explained.
"Perhaps King Yanhuai sent someone to go to the desert to get it?" Mr. Qiu said.
"No, no, no, during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the Xirong people lived in the desert area, and the Xirong people came from the Qin Dynasty. If King Yanhuai wanted to go to the Western Regions to get sand, he had to pass through the Qin State and then enter the Western Regions."
"But, this is obviously impossible. Not to mention that the Qin Congress will not let the people of King Yanhuai go. Even if it is allowed, will the people of King Yanhuai come back alive after going to the Western Regions?"
When Hu Bayi said this, everyone understood instantly.
This sand was not left behind when King Yanhuai built his tomb.
"Then who did it? There's so much sand, don't tell me it was another tomb robber."
"Even if he is from Mai's faction, he doesn't have this ability!" Huo Yujie said.
Hu Bayi's face was heavy, he thought about everyone, and said: "I suspect that he is the guardian of the tomb."
"Guardian of the Tomb???"
Everyone has obviously never heard of this person.
"Mausoleum guard?" Huo Yujie seemed to be a little affected, feeling like she had heard this word somewhere.
But for a while, I couldn't remember it anymore.
"Yes, the mausoleum guard." Hu Ba nodded and then introduced to everyone:
"The tomb-keepers originated from Jiang Shang, the founding prime minister of the Western Zhou Dynasty. He founded the line of tomb-keepers to guard the ancient tombs of kings. Later, they were passed down by kings and generals from generation to generation. The origin and inheritance of the tomb-keepers are better than that of Jin Xiaowei.
It’s much longer term.”
"The guardians of the tomb can freely enter and exit the ancient tomb, and can also make changes to the mechanism of the ancient tomb. According to the historical records of Mojin Xiaowei, the guardians of the tomb have seven lines in total."
"However, it is said that in the late Qing Dynasty, the tomb guardians were protecting a certain imperial tomb, and all the seven tomb guardians were destroyed!"
After listening to Hu Bayi's introduction, everyone had a certain understanding of the tomb keeper.
"That's not right, Brother Hu, since there are no more guardians of the tomb, why do you say there are guardians of the tomb?" Fatty Wang asked.
Hu Bayi calmly analyzed: "I doubt that the tomb guard has not cut it off!"
"Do you still remember the dance we saw at the Guring Hotel? That is probably the way of worship of the tomb guardians."
Huo Yujie suddenly remembered, "I asked why I always have an ominous premonition. I have read in ancient books that the dance is a sacrificial ceremony."
"It turns out to be the sacrifice of the tomb keeper!"