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Chapter 213 Final Request
Lin Ran couldn't help but feel a little moved, and said comfortingly: "Actually, this is not your fault. I believe you should have a way to crack the mechanism, right?"
In Lin Ran's impression, even if the Southern Tufuzi robbed the tomb, they would not cause damage to the tomb.
Among them, avoiding traps and disarming traps are compulsory courses for them.
Lu Yingjie nodded and continued: "People from both factions died in this tomb, and the news spread like wildfire."
"According to what we native masters say, death cannot enter. Someone died at the door of the tomb. If you enter this tomb again, you will be cursed and bring misfortune."
"However, there is often only one relatively large mechanism in the tomb, and I ran out in a hurry. Only after I ran out did I realize that I was holding a blueprint in my hand."
"I was so scared during my escape that I didn't even notice."
"With the faint moonlight, I saw the internal structure of Dingling marked on the drawing. Sure enough, just as I thought, there is a bow and arrow mechanism at the entrance."
"This is because I accidentally pressed it and opened the secret compartment. There is this picture buried in the secret compartment. It may have been left by the craftsmen at that time."
"At the same time, the mechanism was triggered. My brothers all died in Dingling. I will never step into Dingling again, even if I have this blueprint in my hand."
"What about the picture?" Lin Ran couldn't help but be curious.
Lu Yingjie stood up, rummaged in front of the bookshelf, and finally took out a parchment drawing from the pages of a torn and disfigured book.
He handed it to Lin Ran respectfully: "Fellow Daoist Lin, this drawing is the internal structure diagram I obtained at that time. I promised you that I would give the opportunity to you. Now, it is yours."
Looking at the red cinnabar picture in front of him, Lin Ran also felt a subtle aura, which seemed to have an ominous feeling.
But fortunately, he was not a superstitious person, so he carefully put the drawings into his pocket.
Looking at Lu Yingjie's expression, he felt relieved.
Lu Yingjie closed his eyes, seeming to be mourning for his fallen brothers.
Then, when he opened his eyes, there were still tears in his eyes.
"Actually, after they left, I don't know who leaked the news and spread the news about me in the world, saying that I took away the drawings of Dingling."
"The descendants of both the southern and northern factions are looking for my whereabouts."
"I also stayed anonymous and settled down in Xiping Village."
"It's a pity that maybe because of my sins, my son and daughter-in-law didn't live long. They died early after giving birth to Ying'er."
"I hope fellow Taoist Lin can use this drawing to bring the interior of Dingling to light again."
Lu Yingjie's impassioned words touched Lin Ran quite a bit.
No wonder the old man in front of him has such a weird temper. He has experienced the loss of his brother in his youth, the loss of his son in his middle age, and his granddaughter suffered from a stubborn illness in his later years.
It is extremely rare and valuable not to be knocked down by life!
He stood up, clasped his fists at Lu Yingjie and said, "Brother Lu, please don't worry, the Northern Tufu will not end well."
"Really?" There was a hint of golden light in Lu Yingjie's eyes.
In Lin Ran's impression, Tufuzi would gradually disappear after the 80s, because tomb robbing has been clearly classified as an illegal act.
Selling stolen cultural relics abroad will result in severe penalties.
However, in view of Tufuzi's in-depth research on tomb robbing, the country also tolerated it.
A large number of Tufuzi were recruited as national archaeologists to assist in the survey and excavation of ancient tombs.
But these recruited native masters are often members of the southern faction, because they have skills and have not done anything too extreme.
The Northern Faction is different. Not only do they have a chaotic internal structure, they also use various violent methods when robbing tombs. When dividing the loot, they often engage in internal struggles due to interests.
In later generations, most of the Northern Tufuzi were severely sentenced, because they often not only stole cultural relics from ancient tombs, but also carried human lives on their bodies.
Such people are intolerable both emotionally and rationally, and the law also deals with them in the highest possible terms.
Of course Lin Ran couldn't tell him what would happen in the future, but just whispered: "Don't worry, I have friends who work in the museum. It was through them that I learned the difference between the southern school and the northern school."
"They told me that they are currently hunting down the Northern Tufuzi across the country. They will investigate and deal with each case they find, and will not give any chance for accommodation."
"As for you southern natives, as long as you don't steal a huge amount and don't betray anyone's life, the country will be lenient and even give you a chance to join the archaeological team."
Lin Ran told Lu Yingjie everything he knew.
As for how much the other party would believe, he couldn't say.
Lu Yingjie's body trembled slightly. In fact, the exchange with Lin Ran during this period also made him realize that Lin Ran was not an ordinary person.
Although many of the things he said seemed mysterious, they were often true.
He said that the Northern Tufuzi would definitely be severely punished, and he believed it.
"That's great. If my brother knew better, he would be able to smile." Lu Yingjie raised his head and let tears fall down the corners of his eyes.
An old man who was nearly seventy years old was crying so sadly, Lin Ran didn't like it.
But he only stayed there silently, and at this time, companionship was more powerful than any words.
After Lu Yingjie shed tears, he suddenly remembered something.
He rummaged around in the drawer and took out a huge ring-shaped key, which looked very much like the key pinned to the cell leader in a costume TV series.
"This is the key to Dingling. After I came out, the door of Dingling closed automatically again. They only destroyed the outermost door. In fact, the inner door is still intact."
"This key was put together with the blueprints. I brought it out in a hurry and now I'm giving it to my brother."
He bowed respectfully and handed the key to Lin Ran.
When taking the key, Lin Ran found that he was shaking all over and seemed very excited.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, if one day you enter Dingling, can you please do me a favor." Lu Yingjie's voice was also trembling.
"Brother Lu, please tell me." The keys and drawings in his hand are worth thousands of gold. It's just a small request, definitely not too much.
"I hope that if you see my brother's body in the tomb, I hope you can let him close his eyes, pull out the arrows from his body, and tell him that Yingjie misses him and regrets not saving him."
He had burst into tears and knelt on the ground unconsciously.
Lin Ran quickly helped Lu Yingjie, helped him up, and said, "Brother Lu, don't worry, I will definitely help you pay homage to your brother."
It turns out that he is also a person who values love and justice, and is not the weird old man people say!