According to Zhou Wenqiang's confession, after discovering the stone pillar, the "Boss" suspected that there was an ancient tomb in the mountain and wanted to steal it. However, after investigation for a few days, he did not take action. Instead, he began to tamper with the two stone pillars.

"Did they steal the ancient tomb?" At this time, Zhang Guozhong understood his mind. It seemed that he had doubted it at the beginning. There was indeed an ancient tomb in this mountain. The two stone pillars were some kind of ancient formation. It seemed that this "boss" comrade must have read Li Wanshan's "Tianhuang Yandian", or had figured out the same method. The so-called "hands on the stone pillars may be nailing the super large "Quo Chi" in. Although the principle used is not clear yet, it is certain that doing so can reverse the yin and yang of the Shuangrushan. If the Yin and Yang are reversed, the formation will fail. Entering the ancient tomb again will be no different from going to his own vegetable cellar.

"It's robbed! How can I not steal? The thief won't leave the empty..." Liu Dongsheng felt regretful, "According to Zhou Wenqiang's explanation, their 'boss' was quite knowledgeable. After stealing the tomb, he said that it was the tomb of Liu Kuan, the king of Jibei of the Han Dynasty. The two stone pillars outside were anti-theft mechanisms, what's the name... Double... By the way, it seems to be called the Double Tower Formation! Yes, that's right, it's this name!"

"King of Jibei? Twin Tower Formation?" Zhang Guozhong nodded slightly.

"Oh, these bastards, let's not talk about letting go of the law or not. In ancient times, people didn't even have an electric drill. Is it easy to build a tomb on the mountain? The tomb that has been built for decades! It has been preserved for thousands of years! Is it easy? They are so good that they can work together to make a mess in less than a night! They are dead, so you can't let others lie down in the ground for a few days..." Liu Dongsheng seemed a little excited when he said this, "Oh! It's too late to say anything now, but according to Zhou Wenqiang's confession, their destruction was not serious when they robbed tombs, and they didn't take much. We handed over the tomb robbery to the comrades in Shandong for review... It is estimated that they have been reported, and the archaeological team will soon go back to rescue cultural relics..."

"Old Liu, don't be too tired..." Looking at Liu Dongsheng's haggard face, Zhang Guozhong did sigh a little. Many people in society said that the police were not the case. They lighted the lights and boiled oil all day long to solve the case, and they couldn't get the money back. Those who were stolen and robbed were not too old or not. Is it easy for them? They were all embarrassed to say that the police were not good or not, but when something happened, they remembered to find the police, and they were able to handle it themselves?

"It's okay... If you earn this salary, you have to suffer this fatigue! Get used to it..." Liu Dongsheng said, "By the way, Lao Zhang, I heard that you brought Sun Dapeng to Tianjin, and even accepted him as an apprentice, and found him a job?"

"Oh! That kid wants to become a disciple, he can't stop him!" Zhang Guozhong smiled, "I have no foundation after graduating from junior high school. I asked him to go to night school. I worked in a pig farm during the day and paid him 500 yuan a month. Now I am temporarily living in my father-in-law Ganzi's house. I plan to build another room in this yard in two days and let him move in..."

"This kid, I'm lucky to meet you..." Liu Dongsheng stood up and patted his butt, "I still have something to do. You have a lot of help in this case. On behalf of myself, I thank you for your assistance on behalf of the government!" Liu Dongsheng smiled and greeted, "I still have something to do, I won't disturb you to eat..."

"Why are you grateful for it?" Zhang Guozhong smiled, "Sit for a while, why are you anxious? Erya, hurry up and clean up the table, Yicheng, take a cold watermelon from the refrigerator...!"

As the sky gradually became darker, eating cold watermelon, Liu Dongsheng and Zhang Guozhong began to speak from all over the world, looking away, the police were ordinary people, with suffering, joy, love, hatred, sometimes they like to stand up for justice, sometimes they like to brag, nothing special...

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postscript:

A day ago, Shandong, National Highway 105 left the province.

A moving company car parked in front of the railing, and several police officers of the control immediately stepped forward to stop him, "Hello! Please show your relevant documents!"

"Yuanhong Moving Company?" A policeman named Liu vigilantly circled the two 130 trucks and saw that there was no cargo in the back trough of the car, only a few thick hemp ropes, and three people sat in the cab: the driver and a staff member were both wearing light blue work clothes, but they were already dirty. There was a man with sunglasses next to him, who seemed to be a customer. Except for the driver, the other two were sleeping with their eyes closed.

"Hello, please show your ID!" Officer Liu saluted the person wearing sunglasses.

"I didn't bring my ID card, I was always at my doorstep. What ID card did I wear?" The novelist wearing sunglasses kept nodding and bowing to the police.

"Are you a local? Where are you living?" Although you are a local, the police did not relax their vigilance.

"I am from Wangtun Town over there. My cousin lives in Yangjialing Town, which is in front of me. I don't want the washing machine, sofa and wardrobe at home. I said, "Don't I find a car to pull it? I'll take two hours to go back and forth, where will I bring my ID card?"

"Oh..." Officer Liu lowered his head and thought for a while. Indeed, it was only more than an hour before Wang Tun drove to Yangjialing, so he waved his hand at the driver, "Go over! You, the one in the middle, don't sleep, wake up, talk to the driver, and avoid fatigue driving!"

"Hey..." The worker who closed his eyes and sleeped in the middle stretched his waist and kept rubbing his eyes with his hands...

"Let's go! Next car..." In the police gesture, the 130 truck slowly moved away from the checkpoint. In the cab, the worker sitting next to the driver closed his eyes again, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...

Written at the end:

Although this book answers some suspense, it also leaves some suspense. Old man, is the "boss" alone? Who are they? What is their purpose? For some suspense, please stay tuned for the completion of "The Descendants of Maoshan" - "The Legend of Immortality"

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