Although people in this profession are bold and bold, they also have habits to pay attention to every move. For example, when you are in a cemetery, you will not turn around abruptly. If there is movement behind you, you will step forward neatly and turn around on your toes. The entire upper body above the hips will hardly sway.
The movements are extremely swift.
Mad Fox turned around and found that You Fang had moved. His movements were very strange. His left leg was slightly bent and his right leg was swung back, and his hands were spread out and stretched forward like two flapping wings. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of this momentary posture,
Kuanghu was shocked and immediately understood that You Fang was going to attack him.
In the eyes of those who are familiar with fighting, one glance at You Fang's action of lowering his body, retracting his legs and exerting force, and can tell that the opponent's next action is to kick straight up. Crazy Fox almost reflexively stepped forward and raised his body.
Kick the opponent's right foot with your left foot, bend your left arm to protect your chest and throat, and stab the opponent's face with your right fist.
From turning around to lunging forward to launch the attack, the movements were smooth and smooth. The mad fox has quite a lot of fighting experience. At the same time, he shouted half-heartedly: "You——"
But the mad fox was still a little slower after all. After thrusting out a punch, You Fang pounced forward without dodging, and when he put his hands on his right arm, it seemed that he was weighing heavily, and his figure actually rose into the air.
. Kuanghu lowered his upper body and kicked out his left foot. As You Fang flew into the air, he kicked out his right foot and hit his left forearm.
"Holding pills with both arms and Hunyuan Jin, using the strength to fly into the air and get up." This is the movement formula of Xingyi Quan Yanzimen. Mad Fox's heart sank suddenly, and he never expected that Mr. Xiaoyou in front of him turned out to be a man.
How come you, a skilled businessman, didn't notice this before? He has been pecked in the eye by a goose for many years. This is really a bad mistake!
He didn't have time to sigh. You Fang kicked his left arm that was protecting his chest. The kick was actually the "Beng Jin" in the boxing technique. Before the force could be used up, he took advantage of the momentum and already retracted his feet with a flick of his body.
He took a step forward in the air. Kuanghu's left arm hit his chest, and a strong force came from him, knocking him back a big step.
If it were an ordinary person, Yu Fang's kick would have broken his left arm and the ribs behind it! In fighting, the best way to deal with a direct kick is to dodge sideways and fight back. But the mad fox was too late.
Turning sideways, You Fang retracted his right foot in the air, and as he moved forward, his left foot flew out and kicked the mad fox directly in the face.
Crazy Fox could only grit his teeth, tense up his whole body and arch his body slightly, fold his palms and open his arms upwards, take a step back to relieve the opponent's strength. You Fang's second kick was hitting the palm of Crazy Fox, and he rushed forward and
The force of the body's falling was concentrated on this point, and there was another powerful collision. The mad fox shrank its arms, bowed and took two steps back.
Kuanghu barely managed to remove the force of You Fang's kick. Trying to control his center of gravity and body balance was a subconscious reaction of a martial artist during a fight. He took an extra step back, stepped in the air and suddenly disappeared from the ground, disappearing from the ground.
The second half of the shout came from the ground: "——This guy is eating everything inside and outside!"
Everything happened so fast, in the blink of an eye. Kuanghu didn't even have time to finish his sentence before he was kicked into the robbery cave by You Fang who suddenly took offense. Although You Fang had been hesitating and struggling before, and was undecided to take action.
, and once he really took action, he did his best without reservation, without giving the mad fox a chance to breathe.
When considering things, you can be soft-hearted and think about all aspects, but once you have to do it, you can no longer be soft-hearted and can't tolerate hesitation. This is a truth that You Fang has understood since he was a child, and it is also the best way to make a career in the world.
Reason clearly.
The diameter of the cave is about five to sixty centimeters wide, and it is inclined downward at a sixty-degree angle. It can only allow one person to pass through. He can stand by spreading his legs and supporting the wall of the cave. From the sound of the sound, the crazy fox did not fall straight to the bottom of the cave.
Instead, it stopped in the middle of the thief's cave. Everything calmed down again. After landing, You Fang listened carefully to the surrounding movements, and the heavy breathing of the mad fox came from the thief's cave.
It took a few seconds for Kuanghu to speak: "You, I really underestimate you! But I don't understand. I treat you well, but what is there to offend? What path are you on?"
Stay at the entrance of the cave. It's useless to say anything else at the moment. It's important to find out where he's coming from.
There was a hint of apology in You Fang's voice: "Master Fox, you have indeed not offended me personally, and you are quite good to me." Then his tone changed and he said sharply: "But you are not only a gangster who seeks wealth and death, but you also humiliate and plunder this country.
The ancestors on this land are the sinners of our Chinese civilization, the national traitors who sold their ancestors for money!" These were the original words of Mr. Wu when he angrily criticized people like Kuang Hu, and You Fang now quoted them truthfully.
Kuanghu was stunned for a moment. He had just thought of various possibilities, such as that You Fang was bribed by his enemies to kill him, or that he had evil intentions and wanted to monopolize the treasures in the underground tomb. He never expected that You Fang would say such a thing.
Fan Dayi's awe-inspiring words even made him feel ridiculous. After a few more seconds, he said: "You, your surname is not the police style."
You Fang sighed: "I am not a member of the public and have nothing to do with the police."
Kuanghu tried his best to calm down his tone. This man had a really good heart and could still laugh at this moment: "That's true. If you were really a policeman, you wouldn't be the only one to do it. Either everyone gets the stolen goods afterwards, or
Now close the net on the spot. Where did you come from? If you just want the things in this tomb, then fine, it's all yours. Just let me go today and I won't pursue anything later."
You Fang sighed again: "I'm not here to rob the tomb. I won't touch the things below! To tell you the truth, I'm thinking about whether I should call the police?"
This sentence was even more unexpected, and the crazy fox in the cave couldn't help shouting: "Call the police? You are the accomplice, think about how to explain to the police?... Brother, listen to the advice of the elder brother, rely on your skills and abilities
, we will have many opportunities to make money in the future, what are you doing for this?"
You Fang's tone was very low, with a hint of sadness in the night wind: "Master Fox, do you know an old gentleman named Wu?"
"There are so many people with the surname Wu, which number are you talking about?" Kuanghu finally got a little angry and almost made this incomprehensible boy go crazy.
You Fang slowly said: "More than sixty years old, half of his hair is white, he wears glasses, has a Chinese character face, deep forehead lines, and a mole next to his right earlobe. He is about the same height as me... You can't forget it.
The blue and white plum vase in your hand came from him, right?"
Mad Fox's voice paused, and his tone suddenly became high-pitched and harsh, as if someone pinched his neck: "It turns out it's for him! What's your relationship with him?"
"He is a friend and an elder I respect. You only need to answer, how is Mr. Wu doing now?"
Kuang Hu gritted his teeth and said, "He has already left, why did you come to me?"
You Fang's voice was a little erratic in the wind: "Mr. Fox, although we have only been together for a short time, I know who you are, and I also know Mr. Wu's background. If he fell into your hands, would he be able to escape? Weird.
It's just that your hands and feet are not clean and you left Mr. Wu's relics for me to see."
Mad Fox's heart seemed to have sunk deep into the ground along the thief's cave. The old Wu mentioned by You Fang did die in his hands. I think Mad Fox had to kill people back then. People who are greedy for money can be bribed with money, and lustful people can be bribed with money.
People can use sex to seduce them. But there is a kind of person who is the hardest to deal with. They only act for a belief and disregard interests, life and death. Wu Pingtong is this kind of person.
Moreover, Wu Pingtong was different from religious fanatics. He didn't even care about applause and reputation for his belief, and finally left silently in an unknown way.
"Is that the collector who claims to be Kong? He pretends to be so similar. If Du Xiucai from the south hadn't suddenly fallen into trouble, I wouldn't have doubted his true identity. After I exposed it, he recognized everything. It seemed like he just wanted to
Looking for death, people are made of bald heads... What do you want?" Having reached this point, Kuanghu also gave up.
Du Luo is a famous collector and cultural relics appraiser somewhere in the south, especially in the appraisal of bronzes. He is not a man of academic background, but a self-taught scholar. Insiders call him Du Xiucai. What is unknown to the public is that this Du Xiucai
He was also the leader of a well-organized cultural relic excavation and smuggling gang with a clear division of labor. At the peak of his career, the ancient bronzes smuggled overseas by this gang accounted for more than one-third of the entire domestic black market.
Du Xiucai was suddenly arrested three months ago. It is said that the police found that the stolen money in several of his personal accounts amounted to more than 90 million yuan. As for what has not yet been found, the amount of money involved by the entire gang is not yet clear, and it is estimated to be an astronomical figure.
Du Xiucai has always been very cautious in his work, but before he was arrested, Mr. Wu Pingtong had used the alias of a black market collector named Kong and dealt with him in accordance with the rules of the Jianghu Road.
There was a deep sadness coming over him, which was so heavy that it was irresistible. Although he already knew what was going on, but hearing Kuanghu say it himself, You Fang was still a little unbearable. He resisted the urge to cry and asked as calmly as possible
: "Where is the old man's body? Just tell me the place and I can consider calling the police after I seal the entrance to the cave. You may still be able to save your life."
You Fang has already taken action, and there is no reason to let them go. Either kill them or call the police. As for the mad fox at this time, if You Fang really seals the entrance of the cave and then calls the police, at least the police may stop them from suffocating to death.
After arriving, he still had a chance to survive in the hands of the police. This was the last chance given to him by You Fang.
The mad fox laughed again underground, the laughter was very deep, like a drake with an injured throat: "You and that old guy are really on the same side. I think when the knife was put on his neck, he persuaded me to surrender...
Well, come here and I will tell you where he is buried."
You Fang subconsciously took a step forward, and suddenly felt that the ground touched by his feet was shaking slightly, as if there was a hint of danger. This was just an illusion, an indescribable strange feeling, and it was not that the ground was really moving.
. He immediately dodged to the side, and at this moment, there were several continuous sounds of snap, snap, snap from the entrance of the cave.
This is the sound of a gunshot. It is different from the crisp sound in the movie. It is like a compressed balloon suddenly bursting, and it is a bit dull from the cave. The mad fox has a pistol hidden on his body. He didn't have time to pull it out when he started.
Taking the opportunity to talk, I judged the general direction of the traveler, and fired several rounds in succession, but unfortunately all of them were empty.
You Fang had already moved to the blind spot behind the robber's cave, took off his sportswear, took out a lighter, lit it, and threw it into the robber's cave. His coat had been soaked in some kind of chemical, and it caught fire very violently.
It smelled of pungent white smoke and quickly turned into a ball of fire after being ignited.
There was an exclamation mixed with a roar, and the voice of the big bald head. It turned out that the big bald man felt something was wrong and came out of the tomb, but was blocked by the crazy fox in the robber's cave.
As soon as the fire lit up, You Fang's figure disappeared into the corn bushes, and then another voice came: "Boss, what happened?" Someone separated from the corn bushes and ran forward quickly, his movements were as nimble as a bird.
A civet cat makes very little noise when running.
This person was nicknamed "Cat 2" and was responsible for watching the wind on a light truck next to the national highway and monitoring the movements in the distance at both ends of the road. Because he was relatively far away and had the cover of the wind and corn fields, the traveler and the crazy fox did not alert him when they attacked.
, it wasn’t until Kuanghu shot Mao Er in the robbery hole that Mao Er felt something was wrong. He felt like something had happened here and rushed over immediately.
There was no one around, but there was fire and white smoke coming out of the cave. Mao Er instinctively felt that something was not good. At this time, there was a strong sound of wind coming from behind. He jumped forward and tried to jump over the cave to avoid the people behind him.
sneak attack.
However, You Fang's movements were faster than his. He launched an attack from behind and stretched out his hands to grab the soft spots on both sides of Mao Er. You Fang's hands were very ordinary, not particularly delicate, but the joints were not thick and there were no obvious signs of training.
, but this grip is very strong, like an iron hook.
When practicing boxing, one cannot make a tight fist, the force must be channeled through the fingertips. You Fang specially practiced finger strength when he was a boy. I remember when I was a child, I often played a game with my third uncle's son and cousin Mo Zhang: grab a piece of bowl.
Throw up a pebble the size of your mouth, wait for the stone to fall, and then use your five fingers to form claws to catch it in the air. According to my cousin, this is a training method of Eagle Claw Kung Fu.
Later, the third uncle Mo Zhengxin found out that Mo Zhang was playing this kind of game with You Fang, so he beat his son up and told You Fang that Kung Fu is not practiced in such a stupid way. Even if you can practice brute force like this, it will definitely hurt your muscles and bones.
.The third uncle taught him a practice method of standing in a stance to nourish Qi, and using virtual grasping to condense the strength. After the strength is developed, he can then grasp the real object to practice. Mo Zhang also practiced in this way, and he had a special medicinal soup to wash his hands and get rid of old skin.
and calluses, making the hands look like ordinary people.
The third uncle, Mo Zhengxin, used to be a martial arts entertainer. Kung Fu is a family tradition. You Fang later learned almost all of his martial arts from his younger cousin. If he didn’t deliberately practice anything, it was just for fun. Strong muscles and bones are also the capital of being in the martial arts. According to the third uncle
My uncle said it was nothing profound, just some crops.
Today's Crophandle Style was quite powerful. With both claws clasping the soft ribs, Mao Er's waist and legs softened as soon as he bent them. He didn't even lift him up or jump out. Mao Er's reaction was also very quick, and he immediately felt like a cramp.
As soon as he twisted his body, he struck behind him with an elbow, as if there were eyes behind him, with the tip of his elbow facing You Fang's right temple.
However, You Fang did not withdraw his moves to dodge. He loosened his hands and lowered his body, shrugging his head and kicking his shoulders, and continued to pounce forward, like a poisonous snake emerging from the grass. Mao Er's elbow hit the air, while You Fang hit the target with a headbutt.
Hitting his waist, he lost his center of gravity and was knocked to the ground, his chest stuck on the edge of the robbery hole.
Mao Er's whole body was numb and he screamed, then his feet were empty, and someone grabbed his ankles and lifted him up upside down. He fell headfirst into the thief's cave. Fireworks from the robber's cave rushed towards his face, and Mao Er instinctively covered his eyes with both hands.
, bumped into someone unknown through a burning piece of clothing, and rolled down to the depths of the ground together.
Throwing Cat Er into the thief's hole, You Fang moved without any hesitation or pause. He threw all the corn stalks, corn ears and debris scattered around into the hole, and then lit two sticks tied with zha medicine.
He also threw it down - it was what was left by the big bald man when he blew up the gangster cave.
There was a loud and muffled sound in the cave, the surrounding ground shook slightly, and a crash came from deep underground. It was the sound of the cobblestone layer at the bottom of the cave collapsing. It was also mixed with wails and screams. It was impossible to tell who made it.
, half of the entrance to the robbery cave, two feet above the ground, collapsed.
Immediately afterwards, these sounds became inaudible, because the traveler brought a heavy object from the field ridge and blocked the entrance of the robbery cave, as if the two worlds of yin and yang were separated. This was a round sewer manhole cover, heavy
The thick cast iron texture was stolen by them on the way here, and they were going to use it to seal the theft hole after finishing their work.
You Fang did not leave immediately. He picked up a military shovel next to the hole and carefully shoveled up the loose soil nearby to fill the bell mouth above the manhole cover. Then he carefully transplanted the corn plants back with the root soil.
.These were shoveled aside before they dug the hole. Even the shape of the soil was intact and could be put back together. Finally, they wiped the gaps in the soil with their toes, leaving almost no trace.
The surrounding wind seems to be getting stronger, and the corn leaves are rustling; the clouds in the sky seem to be thicker, and there are only a few faint white spots left on the moon; the night seems to be darker, and there are always ups and downs of various colors floating in front of my eyes.
, even if you close your eyes - this is a hallucination phenomenon in the dark.
The cornfield has returned to its original state, just like the crazy fox, the big bald head, the decadent cat, and the second cat have never appeared, and nothing happened tonight! You Fang half-crouched in the field holding the military shovel upside down, and gulped.
He was panting and wanted to vomit but nothing could come out.
He suddenly felt very cold and couldn't help but shiver. His hands were shaking and he could hardly hold the military shovel. Only then did he realize that he had been sweating all over his body without realizing it. At this moment, he felt relaxed and his sweat was blown away by the wind.
I feel cold all over my body - the weather in early autumn shouldn't be so cold.
The entrance to the Robber's Cave was buried more than two feet deep. Even during spring plowing, it could not be discovered. Even if the people below were not dead, they would not be able to come out. The large tomb buried deep underground for more than 600 years will once again be discovered by people.
disappeared from sight. The moment the cave entrance was covered, it was said that it was impossible to hear the sounds from the ground anymore, but there was always a faint moaning sound in You Fang's ears, just like the thin chirping of mosquitoes.
This must be an illusion. It was the first time in his life to kill someone and set him on fire. Even if he did it cleanly and gracefully and calmly from beginning to end, the shock and impact in his heart was indescribable. He knew that the mad fox was not dead yet, at least not yet.
Before the manhole cover was closed, the faint voice of the mad fox came from the half-collapsed hole: "You, you, even if I turn into a ghost, I won't let you go!"
You Fang seemed to be talking to himself at that time and replied: "If there were really evil ghosts in the world, you would have been torn into pieces!"
The curse of the mad fox is ridiculous. A gangster who made his fortune by robbing tombs has disturbed countless undead souls sleeping underground in his life. If there were really evil ghosts who could take revenge, they would have died long ago without a burial place. Is it his turn to scare people?
The mad fox was still shouting hoarsely: "You will have your retribution!"
You Fang shouted coldly: "Does Mr. Fox believe this too?"
"Now that I believe it, you have to believe it too... If there was no retribution in the world, how could I die in your hands?..." This was the last voice that You Fang heard from Kuang Hu, and then he had tightened the manhole cover. Waiting for everything
After calming down, the voice of the crazy fox always seemed to linger in my ears, as annoying as mosquitoes that couldn't be driven away.
You Fang felt chills in his heart and his mind was a little confused. He shook his head vigorously, stood up and left the cornfield, taking away all the relics, except for the military shovel and the one that fell to the ground during the fight.
The jade tablet and the wooden box containing the dagger. These two antiquities did not belong to the owner of the tomb nor to the mad fox. They were left behind by tomb robbers of unknown age. By chance, the big bald man took them up and saw them again.
The matter was not over yet. You Fang had to erase all traces. He came to a hidden open space next to National Highway 104 and drove out a light truck filled with bottles and cans. This car was Mao Er's deck.
You Fang drove the second-hand car south, looked back at the cornfield, and said silently in his heart: "Please rest in peace, Mr. Wu, my little friend has avenged you!"
As for where Mr. Wu was buried, since Kuanghu didn’t say it, I’m afraid it will always remain a mystery, just like the place where Kuanghu and others were buried, who except You Fang would know?
Passing by a village, a military shovel was thrown casually into the fields. The shovel was of high quality and would be picked up by nearby farmers at dawn and taken home.
After driving ten kilometers away, the tourist stopped and threw a bunch of things into the garbage pile on the side of the road. They were the relics of Kuang Hu and others, including the clothes they were going to change after committing the crime and various documents. In addition to cash, the wallets of several people
He left it behind and threw away the credit card. He sprinkled gasoline on it and lit it. When the fireworks started, he had already turned around and headed north.
After another twenty kilometers and passing a three-way intersection, You Fang turned left and drove a short distance. There was a toll station at the corner ahead. He parked the car on the side of the road, carefully cleaned the traces in the cab, and carried a
The travel bag abandoned the car and walked. At this time, the eastern sky was already dim, and he was like a passerby who got up early and entered the city.
He walked back to the fork in the road and continued on the other way. There were roosters crowing and cows lowing in the distance. There were very few pedestrians on the road, which is when most people sleep the deepest before dawn.
At that moment, the light was still very dim, and the road in the distance was dimly visible.
There was only the echo of footsteps in his ears, and it always felt harsh when stepping on the asphalt road. You Fang had never realized that the sound of his footsteps could sound so heavy before, and there was a bit of emptiness in the heavyness. It had both a knocking sound and a
The rustling echo has a very strange feeling.
There was a reason why You Fang listened intently to the footsteps. Ever since he left the cornfield, he always felt like he was being followed, as if there was a pair of invisible eyes in the dark always staring at him. He looked in the rearview mirror while driving.
I checked it many times and was very sure that there were no other cars on the road at that time, but after I got off the car and walked, this feeling not only did not disappear but became stronger and stronger.