Tomb Raiders View Shan Taibao

Chapter 119 Who Are You
"Fatty man, tell me the truth, did you do these things?"

Looking at the opened bronze coffin and the suspended mummy behind the stone platform, the fat man also looked bewildered:
"Damn it, don't put a pot of shit on the fat man's head. This kind of trick can only be done by you southerners."

After hearing this, Wu Xie was taken aback for a moment, thinking that it really seemed to be the masterpiece of the third uncle and Pan Zi, but how could this be possible, they had just been dragged under the tree by the hydra cypress, no matter how fast the third uncle and the others could not Maybe faster than them?

"My third uncle and the others are still on the cliff. How could they run over to open the coffin and then go up again? Besides, we have been together all this way. If you have time to open the coffin, it's you This fat man entered the grave earlier than us, so it can only be done by you."

Hearing this, the fat man immediately rolled his eyes:

"You little comrade from the southern faction, you don't seem to be able to use your brain very well. The fat man is too lazy to explain to you."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly walked towards the bronze coffin, whispering while walking:
"Baby, you must not be taken away by someone, otherwise Fat Master's work will be in vain this time."

Seeing the other party rushing, Wu Xie hurriedly followed with a suspicious expression on his face. The two of them gathered together in the bronze coffin and looked into the wooden coffin, only to see that the bottom of the wooden coffin was a thick layer of something like snake scales , and there are many funerary objects in it.

Seeing this scene, Wu Xie was completely confused, even if he was a fat man. It stands to reason that the coffin has been opened, and all the artifacts inside should be gone.

But looking at it now, it seems that the other party just opened the coffin and hung the corpse and then left. The two subconsciously looked up at the mummy hanging above their heads. Apart from not wearing clothes, there was no other abnormality.

"Strange, what does the person who opened the coffin mean? Could it be that there are grave robbers who open the coffin without taking the light?"

After Wu Xie finished speaking, he reached in and grabbed a handful of those scales with a curious expression on his face, and then muttered in wonder:

"What the hell are these? Fragments of clothes?"

The fat man didn't answer his question, he just stroked his chin and thought about it, then he seemed to think of something, clapped his hands hurriedly and said:
"I seem to know."

Seeing Wu Xie turned his head and looked over, the fat man explained:

"You guys in the south don't know. If there are tomb robbers who open the coffin and don't take open objects, then there really aren't any. But if you only take one or two, then there is indeed such a faction in the north.
That is the Captain Mojin who was passed down from Cao Cao’s battalion, who specialized in inverting fights. Those people are all highly capable and courageous, and they often hang out in famous mountains and rivers. The fat man was in the north, and he also knew several such people. People, looking at the methods of the Lu Palace, I am afraid that Captain Mojin did it. Looking at the artifacts in this coffin, they are not bad. I am afraid that the most valuable ones have been taken away by others. "

The fat man explained this just to support the scene in the north. After all, there are a lot of people in Wu Xie in this tomb now. If you can tell him that there is a Captain Mojin in the north, it will make the other party feel jealous no matter what. Move yourself afterwards.

After all, those who fight against each other can do it for the benefit of their brothers, and now they are in a delicate and relaxed relationship, not to mention that they were almost shot in the head by that man named Pan Zi earlier.

Of course, what he said was also his own guesswork. To put it bluntly, he was fooling around. After all, Captain Mo Jin's rule of lighting the lamp to open the coffin, he didn't see it when he scanned around the coffin.

Hearing Bei Bian and the master, and thinking of Master Jiu's inexplicable move to withdraw from the lama, Wu Xie immediately grasped the key point

"Hearing what you said, I probably guessed who did it."

"It's good to know..."

As soon as the fat man said this, he suddenly realized something was wrong. Why did he feel that the other party's words had other meanings:
"What do you mean...do you know who Captain Mojin is?"

Wu Xie nodded, and hurriedly told the story of Feng Sijiu's journey one by one. Fatty's eyes widened when he heard it, and then turned into beating his chest and stamping his feet.

"Oh, it seems that the fat man really had bad luck this time. The artifact left by King Lu Shang may have been taken away by the other party."

Wu Xie has nothing to regret about this. After all, the artifact that can exorcise the Yin soldiers sounds very unreliable. Only then did he realize that there is actually a purple gold box in the coffin!
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"Mr. Feng, is it because the share is too low? We can talk again. You don't have to choose to finish the draft. I think there are still many plots that can be written later."

Looking at Hu Tao with a painful face, Feng Sijiu finally chose to finish the manuscript. The ghost blowing lamp he wrote only reached the Kunlun Shrine, so the other party said that there are still good things to come, but he is not thinking about writing the book now.

Seeing that Feng Sijiu had made up his mind, Hu Tao could only sigh and continue to ask:
"Mr. Feng, do you intend to publish a new book in the future? Our book club will definitely support it."

Feng Sijiu waved his hand and said frankly:

"I decided to close my pen, and I will never write again in my life."

Hearing this, Hu Tao's heart skipped a beat, secretly thinking that it was true, and it seemed that he couldn't keep it. After all, he had also heard some rumors. It is said that the calm-looking Mr. Feng Sijiu in front of him is very likely to be a real Inverted master.

After leaving Wenxuan Publishing House, Feng Sijiu breathed a sigh of relief. His first job in this world has now been automatically given up. Thinking of the phone calls he made a week ago, Feng Sijiu returned home. They hit them one by one.

It's nothing more than a bunch of factories that are about to close down. After the Wu family's matchmaking, Feng Sijiu wants to eat them all. After all, he will be the chairman of a certain company in the future, but it's a pity that he can't do it now.

A tomb robber doesn't need these things, and he may not be able to manage it in the future. He will find someone to manage it. What if he doesn't supervise himself, he might as well not do it.

Besides, he had a strong premonition that money would be irrelevant to him in the future, just like the Dragon Summoning Sutra that could be cultivated, for example, whether longevity could be achieved!
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In a courtyard house in Beiji, a middle-aged man was leaning on a rocking chair, holding a teapot, and rocking it leisurely. Just as he was leisurely, a figure jumped down from the roof, and he was so startled that he almost took the teapot out of his hand. The purple clay pot was thrown away.

Feng Sijiu looked ahead, and the person sitting on the rocking chair was a short, fat, middle-aged man with half-white hair in his early 50s, he was relieved.

I inquired about the two before, and when I went in, I found the wrong one. Now the one in front of me is more suitable. The short and fat uncle stayed for a few seconds before shouting:

"Dongzai, where the hell did you die, why did you let such a prick in?"

Seeing such a big reaction from the other party, Feng Sijiu hurriedly took out the ancient mirror from his arms, raised his hand to show the other party clearly, and then said:
"Uncle Ming, I want to discuss a business with you."

"Who the hell are you? Besides, to talk about business, can't you go through the door? Over the wall."

As soon as Uncle Ming finished speaking, he saw two men rushing in from the outside. The first strong man rushed straight to Feng Sijiu without even thinking about it. As a result, under Uncle Ming's disbelieving gaze, he saw his own The bodyguard fell to the ground with one punch.

"Little boy, who are you? Sign up for a name."

(End of this chapter)