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A cold wind at night blew in the depths of the Mobei Mountains.

General’s Tomb.

This is the name of a hill.

There are more than a thousand hills in the mountains in the northern desert. These hills are clustered together to form the vast Old Al Mountain.

Lao Alshan is like a patron saint and a nurturing master, nourishing the vast land of the desert and the people of neighboring countries on the border.

The General’s Tomb is inconspicuous. The reason why it is called this is because from a distance, the entire hill looks like a tomb.

But it is much larger than ordinary tomb bags, and it seems like a cliff is standing in front of this tomb bag, so the local people call this place the general’s tomb.

At this moment, many people had gathered around the general's tomb.

These people are gang-gang-gang, all hiding in the dark, and are in awe of the mountain bag.

Because the news released, the treasure hidden in Lao Aershan is the final location in this general's tomb.

The general’s tomb is not a tomb, it is a hill.

It's night

Someone has already begun to drive towards the hill, but this hill is very evil, as if no matter how you go forward, you will stay where you are.

Some people walked until the second half of the night in one breath, but looked back and saw that the distance between them and the general's tomb still remained unchanged.

I continued walking unwillingly, even until dawn, I couldn't get closer after walking all night.

Originally, there were no less than thirty groups of people around the general’s tomb, and there was a possibility of fire fighting at any time.

But now there is really no need. If you have time to exchange fire, it is better to think more about how to get closer to the past.

Among them is a group of people and a group of foreign mercenaries.

This group of mercenaries was the one who passed Lin Kun and his van on the way to Mobei Station before.

The group had arrived here three days ago, but they still haven't found a way to get close.

But tonight, when they were about to go to bed, they suddenly heard the brothers patrolling the night outside curse, "D, what the hell!"

Of course, this guy is scolded in English, so it sounds very exciting.

When a group of people heard the sound, they immediately came out of the tent, wanting to see what was going on.

As a result, it didn't matter, and it scared them.

Three big wild boars in the forest stood in front of the night patrolman in authentic shape.

The night patrolman held a gun in his hand and had to pull it at any time.

His shooting skills are good, and he is confident that he will blow the boar's head with just one shot.

But animals like wild boars cannot play according to common sense. They are rough and thick in weight. If they don’t kill him with one shot, they will definitely pounce on him and kill him.

With such long fangs, even the gods in their belly are hard to save.

Wild boars in the mountains are more terrifying than wolves, tigers and the like.

"Frank, don't be nervous, you can stay still, let's kill them together."

"Haha, it's great now. We have fresh meat to eat!"

"That's right, the meat of this wild boar in the deep mountains is very delicious!"

A group of mercenaries have begun to think about the scene of barbecue later.

Hot

The meat is roasted on the fire, and the fragrance is amazing!

However, these people soon couldn't laugh or make up for it.

Because around the camp, there were wild boars, not one or two, but a large group.

Wild boars are not animals that like to live in groups, but there are at least twenty or thirty in this large group.

That is to say

There were eight of them in total, one shot two of them on average, and other wild boars rushed over.

Then it will definitely be a bloody massacre, and they all have to see God.

"Quick, back to back!"

"Formed a formation!"

The mercenaries in the lead began to shout loudly, and everyone began to stand back to back together.

"I'll count one, two, three, let's open fire together and kill these beasts

born!"

"one"

"two"

"three!"

Just as these three were halfway through, a sound suddenly came from the darkness.

A very strange voice, "Hihehe, I see whoever dares to attack my treasures, as long as your guns fire, you will all die!"

The sound sounded like a ghost cry, as if something was in his throat, and a little like the squeaking sound of a mouse in the middle of the night.

"Who!"

The group of people was immediately confused and a cold sweat came out.

"Geeh"

A strange low voice came, and a figure in a black robe walked out of the darkness.

This man is not tall and blends into the darkness, looking almost 1.5 meters tall.

He was leaning on a crutch in his hand. Every time he took a step forward, the crutch fell to the ground with a loud bang.

The sound was not loud, but it was extremely clear, as if it fell directly into the hearts of everyone.

The great man led by the mercenary was named Alanda. At this time, he was calm and ordered a group of brothers around him to lower his guns.

Everyone hesitated for a moment and immediately put the gun down.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong

The old man in black robe walked over directly. He was hunched over, as if he was not afraid of what would happen to these mercenaries holding guns.

If these mercenaries dare to shoot at him, they will be destined to be dead.

The light was too dark, and the old man not only wore a robe, but also a hat.

Aranda and others only saw a pair of cold eyes through the brim of the hat.

The eyes do not look like human eyes, because they emit a faint green light.

The wild boar surrounding everyone also shone with the same light.

This is so abnormal. Looking at these wild boars and the old man in front of him, it doesn’t feel like a human, but a resentful spirit emerging from hell.

"Senior, you"

Arlanda's group travels through various countries all year round and knows the languages ​​of various countries very well.

He tried to communicate in a difficult Chinese language. Although the old man in front of him did not necessarily look like a Chinese, he was in the territory of China after all.

"Yes, I actually understand Chinese." The old man giggled and praised.

Aranda felt a little tired and said, "Senior, why are you the Holy Spirit?"

What Alanda thought in her mind was ‘Who is the sacred place’, but his Chinese language skills were limited.

"Just call me the old man Yin and Yang." The old man said.

"That old Mr. Yin and Yang, is there anything you are looking for us?"

Aranda swallowed his spit and communicated with the old man. He was indeed a little tired, and the strange smell on the old man was indeed very unpleasant.

"If the old man needs money, we have some on him, if we need food."

Before the old man could speak, Arlanda took the initiative to speak.

"I don't have money, don't have food, and don't have your life, but I want you to obey my command." The old man said.

"Listen, listen to your command?"

"good."

The old man said, "I have taken a fancy to this treasure buried under the general's grave. I am a little weak alone, so I will bring you together, giggle."
Chapter completed!