Tomb Robbery: Successor to the King, starting in Yunnan Worm Valley

Chapter 207 The Iron Lama’s Wish
  Then he put his finger on his lips.

"Keep your voice down, don't wake the others up."

Yueying nodded obediently, then quickly ran up to Wang Ye's neck and wrapped it around her.

Wang Ye frowned.

Living scarves are still a bit unfamiliar to me.

Fortunately, we were in the Kunlun Mountains at this time. It was already snowing outside and the temperature was not high.

While Wang Ye was warming up the fire, he didn't pull Yueying off, but thought about how to turn the good things in his hand into money after going out.

Hu Bayi and others' trip to Kunlun Mountain was considered a complete success.

The Muchen Bead curse on his body has been removed.

Even if this trip is not in vain.

The more miserable one is Uncle Ming.

The old port farmer's dream of a glacier crystal corpse was completely shattered.

The bodyguard is dead, Ma Tsai is dead, and his wife is dead. Only he and his goddaughter are left.

Axiang will probably never hang out with Uncle Ming again.

Along the way, Uncle Ming only sold Axiang a few times, and Axiang barely survived because of his own toughness.

Wang Ye's harvest was undoubtedly the greatest.

Harvest in every sense of the word.

In addition to various strange beasts, evil spirits, and the power of the snake god, Wang Ye also got a lot of valuable things.

The largest number of them is the gems dug out from the ice bucket tombs of the reincarnation sect leaders of the past generations.

There are also gold and silverware in the ice bucket tomb, but the number is not large.

Most of them are gems and medicinal materials.

Most of the gemstones are agate, turquoise, Kunlun white jade, amber, coral, Dzi beads, beeswax, etc.

These things are not like gold and silver.

You can sell it at a discount anytime, anywhere, and the price difference won't be particularly big no matter where you sell it.

If things like gems are placed in the right place and given to the right people to operate, they can be sold for a lot of money.

If you put it on a Panjiayuan street stall, you can sell it for the street stall price.

Wang Ye really needs to put some thought into this.

After thinking about it, in this era, when it first emerged in the 1980s, the most suitable place to deal with these stones is actually Xiangjiang.

Xiangjiang was at the peak of its prosperity in the 1980s and 1990s.

There are many rich people.

And to be honest, many rich people have average cultural level, and all kinds of monsters, ghosts, monsters, and strange customs and beliefs are thriving in this place as big as a sesame seed or a pea.

Many of them still believe in Tibetan Tantra.

For these things in Wang Ye's hands, he could make up an excellent story and have some connection with Tibetan Tantric Buddhism, and each one could be sold at a high price.

Uncle Ming has to do this.

Although Shirley Yang is familiar with overseas affairs, Chief Yang is essentially an explorer and a scholar with a strong temperament.

Ask Staff Yang to sell the stones, and she can donate them directly to the museum.

To deceive people and get money, you still have to find professional profiteers.

At the same time, Wang Ye was also thinking about taking some valuable things with him, and after a trip to the South China Sea, he planned to buy an island to play on.

After an unknown amount of time, the others finally woke up.

This time Wang Ye was no longer polite.

Wang Ye's thinking last night made him feel that time was running out.

Everyone has been wasting a lot of time underground in Kunlun Mountain, and it's time to leave as soon as possible.

After that, Wang Ye put Yueying down.

"This thing is the leader of Diguanyin. It must know the way to the ground. Let's stop looking for it and let it lead the way."

Fatty Wang looked at Yueying, still a little disbelieving, "Can it be relied on? Don't lead us back again."

Wang Ye smiled and glanced at Yueying, "No, she wouldn't dare."

Others naturally have no objections.

Along the way, Yueying wandered east and west, leading a group of people to climb to the ground in only half a day.

This road is full of twists and turns, and there are many forks in the road. If Yueying hadn't led the way, it would have taken at least two or three days for the group to walk out in the underground passage.

What surprised Hu Bayi, Shirley Yang and others was that the place they came out of was actually a familiar place.

It happens to be the bottom of Zanggu ditch.

After coming out, there is a cave.

The cave is facing the Zanggu Valley in front.

When everyone emerged from the cave, they found that they were not far from where the few footsteps who had stayed at the entrance of Hailuogou were camping.

Wang Ye and others quickly found a few porters.

The porters were very happy to see Wang Yechu and Hu Ba, Fatty Wang, and said that these days they heard avalanches, landslides, and all kinds of loud noises in Hailuogou.

Moreover, the sulfur smell is getting stronger and stronger, and I am very worried about the first graders.

Everyone gathered together and quickly retreated to the pastoral area.

After arriving in the pastoral area, Wang Ye was very happy to see his first-year junior high school brother gathering with his family, hugging his wife and children.

This trip, I finally did something.

People like this old man who is in the first year of junior high school deserve to drink highland barley wine, look at the fat cattle and sheep outside the house, and smell the smell of dried cow dung and butter tea one morning when his children and grandchildren are full. Passed away peacefully.

But the happiest person to see everyone was Tiebang Lama.

The old man was also worried while waiting in the pastoral area.

Fortunately, the Tibetans in the pastoral areas all respected Tiebang Lama, and the old man was in good health.

After seeing everyone and hearing what happened to them, Tiebang Lama stared at Wang Ye in particular and looked up and down for a long time.

Obviously, the old man still had doubts in his heart, mainly because other people described Wang Ye too wonderfully.

At night, everyone had enough to eat and drink, and with their bellies full of beef, mutton, butter tea and highland barley wine, they slept in the tent.

Tiebang Lama called Wang Ye outside.

The moon is bright and the wind is clear.

The snow line on the distant snow mountain tops is getting lower and lower.

There was a chill in the air.

Winter is coming.

Wang Ye didn't expect to go out with Tiebang Lama to enjoy the wind and the moon, and smiled to himself.

The Iron Rod Lama looked at Wang Ye and suddenly pulled out the dark iron rod from behind, which was as thick as a duck egg and more than three feet long.

Under the moonlight, the iron rod flickered.

The rough surface actually showed some strange patterns, forming patterns similar to the shape of scriptures.

The energy aura emanating from it was completely different from before.

Wang Ye's eyes jumped.

Is this the true face of the iron rod?
  "Weituotian's Vajra Subdues the Demonic Pestle. This is its name. It has been with me for decades."

"Now, it's time to return to its rightful place. Venerable Veda is its true master."

After finishing speaking, Tiebang Lama handed the iron rod to Wang Ye.

Wang Ye's mouth twitched slightly.

From the beginning, the old man stubbornly believed that Wang Ye was the reincarnation of Lord Skanda.

Now it seems that this misunderstanding is getting bigger and bigger.

Now he actually wants to give his own iron rod to himself.

Wang Ye looked at the iron rod shining with strange spots of light under the moonlight and hesitated.

The old man seemed to have noticed Wang Ye's confusion, and a faint smile appeared on his face, saying:

"I am too old to be Buddha's protector."

"You helped everyone conquer the demons on Kunlun Mountain and brought good luck to the people."

"The best destination for the Vajra Subduing Demonic Pestle is when it is placed in your hands."

"After I recover well here, I will return to the Holy Lake to pray for you."

"The Vajra and Demonic Pestle, I won't be able to use it anymore."

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