They took a shower and washed off the dirt and stickiness on their bodies. Then they saw the waitress bringing the dishes to the table.

Uncle Wu looked at the waitress and chuckled.

"Big sister, your place is nice, the ground is all cement. How come all this cement is carried down from the top of the mountain by mules?"

"How could it be possible? How long would it take to carry it? We had a road here a long time ago, and the Liberation trucks could come here. But two years ago, a landslide buried the road, and a large tripod appeared in the mountain."

"Later, they found out that it was from the Warring States Period and was a national treasure, so they took it away and didn't care about the road anymore. Isn't that infuriating? Later, the village said they would repair it themselves, but they had no money. It's been a year, and they're still repairing it."

When the waitress said this, she looked a little angry.

"But don’t you have a waterway here? There’s also a ferry."

Wu Tianzhen asked suspiciously

"Those were things from before the liberation. There has been no boat for many years. If someone asks you to go by water now, they must be out to rob you of your money and kill you. You outsiders should be careful."

"This water stall is very strange. Over the years, a few people have drowned and no body has been fished out. They all say that they were eaten by the mountain god."

The waitress first looked around to make sure no one heard it, but she still deliberately lowered her voice to explain, and her tone was also a bit horrified.

Wu Tianzhen, Pan Zi, A Kui, Zhang Qilin and others glanced at Wu Sanye.

Their eyes were full of ridicule.

Well, this is a thief leader, and he almost died in it.

But Qin Mo seemed not to hear it, and ate the food in front of him very elegantly.

Don't say it, most of the things in the mountain village at this time are natural, and the taste is better than those in the city, mainly because there are no additives, and it tastes different.

Wu Tianzhen looked at Qin Mo eating all the time, and his mouth twitched. This is the reincarnation of a starving ghost. Is it more important to inquire about the news than to eat?

"Miss, I want to know what else was there after the landslide, besides a big tripod?"

Qin Mo's voice was very appropriate.

The waitress who was talking was startled when she heard the voice, and then looked at Qin Mo.

"How do you know there are other things?"

The waitress was suspicious.

"Such a big thing, you can find out by asking, you better tell me, what else is there?"

Qin Mo smiled at the waitress, as if waiting for her response.

"I'm telling you, don't tell anyone else."

The waitress looked around warily, then she was filled with fear.

"Behind the big cauldron, there are a hundred human heads. Oh, who wouldn’t feel weak in the knees after seeing that scene?"

"Only a head, but no body?"

After hearing this, Mr. Wu frowned and put down the wine glass in his hand.

"Yes, isn't it terrible? Since the landslide, there is no way to go. Even mules can't get in. You can only walk in. Even if you get there, you have to look. Several groups of people went in and shook their heads."

When the waitress said this, she still looked a little frightened. She was very taboo about the place where the landslide happened.

Mr. Wu first glanced at Zhang Qilin, and then continued to ask

"Wasn't there anyone else who went in before the landslide?"

"Yes, but when they came out, there was nothing, and the clothes they were wearing were as smelly as beggars'. My grandfather said they might not even know where the fight was. What? Do you guys want to try it too?"

The waitress teased

"Look at what you said. If you come here, you must try it, otherwise it will be a waste of time."

Mr. Wu San also started to joke.

When the waitress saw that the time was almost up, she went to the kitchen to urge the food to be served.

"If this big sister is right, the fighting we are looking for is right there, but the mountain road is rugged and our equipment is useless."

Pan Zi looked at Mr. Wu San with an embarrassed look on his face.

"If you have equipment, use it. If you don't have equipment, don't use it. This Warring States tomb is straight up and down, all earth pits, there is no burial chamber. When the time comes, we will go to the site to see it."

Mr. Wu San is not a discouraged person. Instead, he has been thinking about the head in his heart.

"Those heads are from the Guitou Pit, which is a burial pit for a large number of people and animals in ancient times. Also, don't trust this map too much. There were many people who searched for dragon points in ancient times. If it is found so easily, it would be a waste of this excellent Feng Shui treasure land."

Qin Mo saw that Mr. Wu was frowning and seemed to be pondering, so he spoke out his thoughts.

"How do you know so much?"

Mr. Wu looked at Qin Mo with some suspicion and some vigilance.

"Because I have a wide network of contacts, but I still want to remind you that it is best to travel light, so that everyone can be more comfortable."

Qin Mo then wiped the corners of his mouth elegantly, and got up to rest in his room.

Zhang Qilin looked at Qin Mo's back, and a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

This person... can't see through him

"Third Master, is what this kid said feasible?"

Agui's mouth was full of oil, and his eating manner was very unsightly.

"What he said is indeed true. At least this guy is better than you. You actually failed at the critical moment.……"

When Master Wu San thought about the time he met that puppet before, this guy actually fainted, he was furious.

Hearing this, A Kui smiled awkwardly and ate silently.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they lay down on the bed to rest. The long journey made them feel very tired, and they snored loudly in a short while.

When Wu Tianzhen woke up in the morning, his bones were crisp. After a simple meal, the waitress kindly sent a child to take them to the valley.

"Right there."

The child stretched out his finger and pointed to the opposite side.

Wu Tianzhen and Wu Sanye looked at the ravines in front of them, which were all washed out by mudslides. They were standing between one mountain range and another. The ravine was very long. It should be a river in the rainy season. Now, with the drought, there was only a shallow stream in the middle.

"Thank you."

Qin Mo took out a hundred yuan note and gave it to the child. The child looked at the money and happily went down the mountain.

"Are all children so mercenary nowadays?"

Wu Tianzhen said with a helpless smile.

"You can't live without money, and we should go this way."

Qin Mo felt a breeze and pointed to the right.

He just felt the breath of the tomb, which was still very strong.

"But it's not like this on the map."

Wu Tianzhen took the map in his hand and took a look, and said hurriedly.

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