Daily life in the courtyard

Chapter 336: Look down on fat people

Wei Pingan and the Mojin trio are the most courageous.

After entering the temple, I found that it had been abandoned long ago.

The fat man waved his flashlight around, looking around as if on a whim. When he turned around, he saw A Dong and Han Shuna protecting Uncle Ming like they were protecting him.

These three people looked very cautious, which suddenly made them laugh.

"Hey, Uncle Ming, do you always think that Gu Laluo Silver Eyes can be here?"

Uncle Ming: "How did I know this place would be like this?"

Because the pressure was too great and the desire was too strong, seeing how dilapidated this place was, I thought my wishes had turned into extravagant hopes and there was no hope of turning around.

You can imagine how bad the mood was.

So when I got excited, the words I spoke were not in Mandarin, but in Cantonese.

The fat man listened, but didn't understand.

He opened his mouth, sighed helplessly, and made a retreat: "Yes, yes, I don't want to hang around here with you. The three of you have a rest first, and I will go in and take a look. Even if there is nothing, I will take a closer look." It’s all in vain, it’s not a waste of time to save yourself a trip…”

Saying that, he lifted his feet and walked inside.

After walking a few steps, I heard Shirley Yang's voice inside.

"Old Wei, Old Hu, come here!"

The fat man also took two steps and hurried over.

"This is……"

"Gularo Silver Eyes?"

"Yes, Gu Laluo Silver Eyes."

Uncle Ming also heard the content of the voice.

The hand that was pressing the ventilator immediately moved away from his nose, pulled away Han Shuna's hand that was supporting her, and ran over staggeringly.

It was as if I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to see it if I got there late.

It's just that his high reflexes are real after all, there's no need to pretend at all.

So when I got close, I immediately felt dizzy.

As a last resort, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the pillar closest to him that was dyed red but already mottled.

However, the pillars were made of wood and had fallen into disrepair and decayed.

Being pushed and pushed by Uncle Ming, a small part of the upper part supporting the beam suddenly broke.

Bang!
Before Uncle Ming could see the painting of Gu Laluo's silver eyes clearly on his head, a strange loud sound suddenly sounded behind him.

The wooden pillars collapsed.

But accidentally broke a wall.

A hole was smashed through a wall.

"Okay, Uncle Ming."

The fat man joked.

Uncle Ming was speechless.

In such a situation, everyone knows that a blind cat meets a dead mouse.

It would be too false if I were bragging.

Moreover, the fat man's words were obviously ridiculing.

It is clear that he is praising his luck.

Simply did not speak.

"This wall was obviously rebuilt by someone later."

Hu Bayi stood at the entrance of the cave wall that was smashed open, looking at the bricks and stones and said.

He was also the first one to get behind the wall.

Immediately, Wei Pingan and Shirley Yang also got in.

Wei Ping'an also pulled it a few times. As the dust dispersed, the hole became larger.

Shirley Yang was the first to enjoy this benefit and stepped in.

After that, the fat man naturally wanted to go in.

If it were the small hole just now, it would really be a bit dangling.

The fat man's nickname is Fatty, but in fact he is not that fat, but rather stronger.

In terms of brute force value, after leaving aside Wei Ping'an, he counts as the first.

The fat man was about to dive in, but Uncle Ming also rushed in and squeezed in at the door side by side with the fat man.

"Uncle Ming, do you think such a big place can fit both of us into it at the same time?"

"Why didn't you say you were too fat?"

Uncle Ming retorted.

He seemed to have noticed it along the way.

He had some understanding of Wei Ping'an's situation, but it was also quite shocking. He even took a high look at Shirley Yang.

After all, even if she is not Wei Ping'an, she is still a capital boss from a beautiful country and cannot be offended.

Hu Bayi is the leader of the gold-finding group besides Wei Ping'an. He is smart and definitely has real abilities.

Uncle Ming, a veteran of the world, must be respected.

Only the fat man has no skills, and he talks a lot, which is very annoying.Uncle Ming subconsciously doesn't care much about such people.

Only then did the situation arise to compete with it.

In fact, it also reflected Uncle Ming's urgency from the side.

Even if it doesn't matter if he's fat, he's still a member of the golden trio, so show basic respect and give in.

But he was anxious to go inside, maybe because he saw the Buddha statue enshrined in a place that looked like an entrance in the cave.

"Sure, you are older, please go first."

Fatty has grown up now too.

Before changing, I must break up with Uncle Ming.

But now that I have enough confidence and my family is rich, I know how to respect the elderly and care for the young.

Analyzed from this angle.

It’s not that people are really of low quality, but that they often can’t help themselves.

Life is ordinary, wearing clothes and eating.

When lack of money threatens life, who can care about other things, such as eating?

But when people get rid of the pressure of survival and have something in their pockets, their quality will naturally improve.

Once the material foundation is achieved, human beings will take the initiative to pursue higher levels of spirituality.

Those who have money but do not make progress are not considered real human beings.

The fat man followed Uncle Ming in, while Han Shuna was about to enter the cave, but she smelled a strong smell and frowned and stopped.

Adong wanted to go in, but Han Shuna, the proprietress, was staying outside, so he couldn't force his way through.

Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang both looked up, down, left and right with flashlights after entering the cave, but Uncle Ming did not. He went straight to the Buddha statue he had just seen outside the cave.

Squatting in front of the Buddha statue, his eyes were so wide that they seemed to pop out.

After a long time, he asked with unfinished meaning.

"Ms. Yang, do you think this Buddha statue is made of pure gold? It doesn't look like it, and it doesn't look like it's made of bronze. I'm a little unsure..."

He didn't hear Shirley Yang's answer, so he didn't care and called Han Shuna again: "Shuna..."

"Don't get so close and come back quickly. Don't you think it smells like a dead rat in there?"

Han Shuna lowered her voice and said eagerly.

But there was no other sound here. Even if she lowered her voice, everyone in the entire space behind the wall could hear her clearly.

Uncle Ming sighed.

Along the way, he tried his best to maintain his relationship with the captains who touched the gold, just to use them to help him and others at critical moments.

Little did he know that the woman he was closest to was constantly causing trouble.

Hu Bayi and Wei Ping'an looked at each other and smiled at each other.

It was explained before that Han Shuna studied ancient corpses.

The fat man also thinks that women studying this stuff have a strong taste.

Why are you afraid of this dead rat smell?

Hu Bayi and others have all seen caves that have been decayed for thousands of years.

Not to mention the tomb of the king.

They all got into the belly of the dead body. How delicious is it?

Wei Ping'an even saw Shirley Yang pouting.This girl is usually quite good-tempered.

Well, he's not a good-tempered person either.

But she doesn't care about things that have nothing to do with her.

Even she looked down upon Han Shuna's little willfulness. It is conceivable that Han Shuna had to undermine Uncle Ming more along the way.

Uncle Ming also regretted it to some extent.

It was discussed before coming that Han Shuna would play the black face, and Uncle Ming would play the white face, and the two would sing in harmony.

But that is a commercial method, and it is obviously unnecessary when used on people like Hu Bayi from the interior.

Or it might be more appropriate to call it superfluous.

But now even if I regret it, I can't make things right.

I hope that if I encounter danger later in the journey, I can help him for my own sake.

Fortunately, he still has two helpers, so he is not without any fighting ability.

"This should be made of metal and one piece. The Buddha statue itself has been oxidized and can't be seen now."

Shirley Yang also came over and squatted in front of the Buddha statue, watching it carefully and explaining it to Uncle Ming.

"This kind of craftsmanship can only be done by Gularo people. The secret recipe has long been lost with the demise of the Gullaro country."

Wei Ping'an came behind Shirley Yang and patted her on the shoulder.

"Buddha statues with silver eyes and golden bodies are rarely handed down from generation to generation, and they are expensive. However, if you look at all kinds of temples, if there are Buddha statues at the door, there should be something powerful and evil behind them..."

"Mr. Wei, Miss Yang, you are still knowledgeable..."

Uncle Ming smiled happily and lavished compliments as if they were free.

"...I think the materials used are quite sufficient."

With that said, Uncle Ming was about to touch it.

The fat man also came over and squatted next to Uncle Ming.

Just when Uncle Ming's hand was about to touch the Buddha statue, he slapped him suddenly.

"What are you doing?"

Uncle Ming was unhappy and turned to question the fat man.

Still what I just said.

In Uncle Ming's heart, he has no respect for Fatty. He feels like he is just a decoration among the four of them.

I don’t know why Hu Bayi and Wei Ping’an insist on taking him with them when doing things.

From the perspective of a businessman, he cannot understand the concepts of "faxiao" and "brothers of life and death".

Doing this kind of activity of fighting upside down to the grave will cost people's lives if they encounter danger.

If you don't have a partner who knows the basics and can risk your life to save you at the critical moment, you would rather go alone, which will make it easier to survive.

This is why Hu Bayi and Fatty repeatedly hoped that Uncle Ming would go back first.

After all, in a critical moment, it's really hard to say whether these guys who know each other well and don't know what they know will work together or break up.

"Don't touch it. What if there's a concealed concealed weapon on here? Isn't that going to harm everyone?"

Fatty, this is a reminder.

He himself had often caused trouble in the cemetery because of his lack of hands.

The fat little farmer is very thoughtful. He may not be able to control his own hands, but he doesn't want others to take advantage of him.

Nature is a 'kind' reminder.

Uncle Ming withdrew his hand slightly embarrassed.

But the fat guy is here again.

"But Uncle Ming, didn't you come here to see dad? Why do you feel closer to me when you see this Buddha statue than when you see dad?"

"Of course, my father's business is the most important thing in the world. This Buddha statue and other things are not as important as my father's business. I just took a look at it, by the way, by the way."

After saying that, he reached out his hand again.

The fat man stopped him again.

"Then let me take a look. Just now, I respected my old age. This time you also love a child, so let me go first..."

The fat man came closer, shined his flashlight, and muttered: "Hey, this is really an old thing, it's worth it..."

Suddenly, the fat man saw something stuck on the door behind the Buddha statue.

He immediately said: "Hey, Lao Hu, did you see that there are couplets on this stew?"

Even he himself didn't believe this. There were couplets posted everywhere on the door, but not on the two sides of the door.

But people who are familiar with him know that this is just a fat man’s nonsense.

"Fat man, don't be poor."

Hu Bayi nodded at him.

Now it's not just my four most loyal group, but there are also outsiders.

If it weren't for his casual energy, how could Uncle Ming and others not care about him.

Hu Bayi also noticed it.

"Acker, do you think these are spells? Do you understand what is written on them?"

In fact, Hu Bayi, Ake and others had already seen these things on the door and were talking about it.

"Judging from the spell above, behind this door is the hell of the Samsara Sect. The souls of evil people after death will be locked inside, so this door cannot be opened."

Ake shook his head solemnly at Hu Bayi.

Hu Ba nodded, but he wanted to get closer to see the talismans. As soon as he took a step, he was stopped by Ake with his hand and shook his head slightly.

Apparently, she didn't want him to get too close.

Hu Bayi believed in Ake.

Wei Ping'an also glanced at Ake meaningfully.

I think this guy has something.

Just two seconds before Ake stopped Hu Bayi.

Wei Ping'an's spatial projection 'saw' the ugly thing inside, which caught a rat that was running away in panic and stuffed it into its mouth.

The mouse probably got in in a panic because of the sudden intrusion of his group.

It became food for the monster chained inside.

"Lao Hu, let's go out and look at the murals outside. There are obviously no clues we want here."

Shirley Yang's sixth sense as a woman also noticed something was wrong, and she immediately expressed her stance.

Everyone also filed out one after another.

Uncle Ming still looked back three times, very reluctant to leave.

After exiting the cave, he exchanged a vague look with A Dong.

A Dong nodded slightly.

This small move was noticed by Wei Pingan, who had been paying close attention to them.

After all, Uncle Ming did this little trick behind everyone's back.

Only Wei Pingan 'has eyes behind his back'.

After the exchange, A Dong followed suit and helped Hu Bayi, Fatty, and Wei Ping'an to re-block the broken wall with gravel.

The fat man kept talking and began to be poor again: "Hey, Old Hu, you said that the pillars in this hall fell down when Uncle Ming touched them. Did they cut corners when they were built? Can you still live here?"

The fat man was probably afraid that the temple would collapse and his group of people would be thrown into it.

Hu Bayi raised his head and looked around. Before he could speak, Wei Ping'an said calmly: "That pillar is not a load-bearing beam, but a virtual pillar."

"Well, I didn't expect to be able to make a hole. I don't know what else is in here."

Passing by Uncle Ming, Uncle Ming suddenly asked: "Do you really not want that Buddha statue?"

His expression seemed quite tangled, but he didn't know that Hu Bayi and others were not planning to touch anything while visiting the tomb.

He also didn’t know that there was also the big boss Wei Pingan who was silently harvesting behind the scenes.

"Uncle Ming, how about I dig out the hole for you again, and you take the Buddha statue home and make a new one yourself?"

The fat man joked.

Seeing that he couldn't do anything, Uncle Ming immediately said, forget it, if you don't move, I won't, mainly because he wants to find his father.

"Uncle Ming, let me tell you something serious. It's time to take out your scriptures and read them now, otherwise it will be really hard to find this Gu Laluo Silver Eye."

Uncle Ming thought for a while and came to Shuna's side.

This girl is holding a white handkerchief covering her nose.

The people who had just entered behind the wall had a bit of a stink on their bodies.

(End of this chapter)