Xinghou Tomb Site

  Xinghou Tomb Site of the 16th Century

  When I arrived at the agreed location with the bronze basin, I saw Lin Ruoshui's somewhat anxious expression. Compared to Chen Mo behind her, the latter seemed to have a more resentful look on his face.

  "Is everything okay with Grandfather?" Lin Ruoshui asked before leaving.

  I didn't expect Lin Ruoshui to speak up not to blame me, but to think that I would be worried about something, from the expression on her face, I can tell that this sentence is sincere.

  I told her about Grandpa's matter, after hearing this, Lin Ruoshui immediately said to me:

  "Why don't you go back first and give me the bronze basin? I guarantee it will be returned to your hands tomorrow."

  I'm not that I don't believe her, but I myself am already contradictory. If I were to leave as she said, I could completely escape and they wouldn't suspect me no matter what, but now I don't know why, I seem reluctant to leave her side, wanting to stay with her till the end, even if we're surrounded by police when we finally leave.

  "It's okay, let's go, Grandpa is out of danger now, he'll be fine after a good night's sleep." I said.

  Upon hearing my words, the four of them finally turned around and got into the car. It was a small van. I saw some travel bags and backpacks on the back seat, as well as some digging tools laid out there. There was also that Xing Hou Gui wrapped in red cloth.

  The car drove for over 20 minutes and it seemed like we had left the city, only to turn back into the city again and head in the opposite direction. I didn't understand why they wanted to take such a big detour.

  "We've actually been spotted by the police, that's why I'm in such a hurry to make our move. If it wasn't for this, I'm afraid we wouldn't have had another chance to do so in the next two months. I've memorized your bank card numbers, and once I leave here, I'll transfer the money into your accounts." Lin Ruoshui said from the passenger seat.

  We exchanged a silent glance, as if confirming our next move. It seemed Luo Zheng's guess was correct - they must be planning to escape tonight. If we weren't undercover, we would have definitely chosen to leave with them.

  The closer I get to the destination, the more anxious my heart becomes. It's not because of the upcoming action, but because I'm worried about Lin Ruoshui's ending. Suddenly, an idea pops up in my mind - should I tell Lin Ruoshui that someone will catch her and let her prepare to leave in advance? No, I am a police officer, I cannot do such illegal things. But Lin Ruoshui is still so young, if she gets caught by the police, how many years will she be sentenced to?

  The car stopped, and my contradictory heart also ended here. After getting off the bus, I found that this was actually Gejiacun in the southwest of Xiangzhou City. If divided by region, it is now within the scope of the city's jurisdiction, which means we have been circling around and still staying within Xiangzhou City. And Gejiacun is where the tomb of Marquis Xiang is located, but it has long been excavated and a stone tablet has been erected to remind people of its location.

  "How is this here? This used to be Xing Hou's tomb." I said, looking at this extremely familiar place.

  "I also knew, but if it weren't for your bronze tripod's help, I wouldn't have thought that the ancients were so clever and played a bold game with us." Lin Ruoshui said to me while taking down her backpack from the car.

  "What's a game?" Mo was somewhat perplexed.

  "The answer is on this bronze vessel. These two inscriptions actually mean the same thing, but when you superimpose them, you'll find that the inscription has been altered. Based on the varying depths of the inscription on the vessel, I saw three words." Lin Ruoshui tossed a travel bag into my arms and closed the car door at the same time.

  "What are the three words?" I asked.

  "A grave beneath a grave." Lin Ruoshui said, as he and Wu Liuqi walked towards the location of Xing Hou's tomb.

  "Tomb beneath a tomb?" I couldn't help but mutter these three words, which clearly didn't seem to be the way ancient people expressed themselves, but rather seemed like some kind of hint left behind by experts for later generations.

  Those experts who excavated the tomb of Xing Hou do not exist in our time. When modern people went to find the tomb again, everything inside had disappeared. So, it can be said that those ancient archaeological experts were all grave robbers, only serving the government. Perhaps when they first discovered the situation here, they found the underground mechanism, but with their inherent nature as grave robbers, they would not say it out loud. So, they used this superficial layer of fake tomb to deal with official business. After everything was over, they returned to explore the underground tomb. Therefore, when they left a mark for themselves at that time, they left these three words on the bronze plate to remind their own people and be prepared to return at any time. Lin Ruoshui explained this to us while walking towards the Xing Hou Tomb group.

  After nearly a hundred years of baptism, the cemetery has long since lost its original appearance. Most of the land has been reclaimed and planted with crops, leaving only a few memorial graves for tourists to visit. This is not just the burial site of Xinghou Ji Yu alone, but also the final resting place of generations of Xinghou, although their tombs vary in scale.

  So now only some representative tombs are left, and among them, the "Jia" tomb is the most well-preserved.

  "Is it just down there?" I asked curiously.

  "Let me try again." Lin Ruoshui took out a half-meter-long copper tube from her backpack, one end of which seemed to be slightly flattened, resembling a thin version of a shovel head. I didn't know what method she used, but she suddenly stretched the copper tube to nearly two meters long.

  "Is this Sun Dasheng's Ruyi Golden Rod?" I said, looking at the 'long stick' in Lin Ruoshui's hand.

  "You're still a tomb raider, haven't you ever seen a Tuluo shovel? The treasure of the Southern School of Tusha Gang." Lin Ruoshui didn't pay attention to my surprise, but instead directly inserted this thing called Tuluo shovel into the ground.

  Unexpectedly, this seemingly solid ground was easily inserted by this Luoduo shovel, and like drilling into tofu, it quickly reached the end.

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