Taoism moves mountains

Chapter 294 Wu is a prodigal?

Fatty Wang looked like he had guessed correctly, and he was proud of his unique vision.

"There really is a Luoyang shovel!" Hu Tian said in surprise after the commercial vehicle drove away.

"We are enemies in the same industry. Don't meddle in so many things, or you may get into trouble." Jiang Yang said with rare sincerity. This rule is very important. After all, in the face of huge conflicts of interest, human life is not important at all.

He also wanted to remind Hu Tian, ​​a novice.

"Shouldn't it be a rule of the rivers and lakes to share half of the money when you meet someone to gain wealth from someone who has no owner?" Fatty Wang retorted.

"Hmph! Do you think someone who is capable of doing such an extremely degrading thing will tell you the rules of the world? The rules of the world are to share half of the money when you meet. That must be under the circumstances of equal strength and everyone getting what they need, and at all times. Be prepared for a desperate counter-attack." Jiang Yang explained sarcastically.

Hu Tian and the three of them are not stupid. They can understand the meaning of Jiang Yang's words and feel a little enlightened.

"Thank you, Master Jiang, for the tip." Wu Zheng thanked him seriously.

Without much delay, they also drove into the mountains...

Although luxury cars are comfortable, there are still some bumps. After the car enters the mountains, climbing the mountain roads, going up and down, turning left and right, most people cannot adapt.

Among the four, Wu Zheng, who was in poor physical condition, suffered from motion sickness. His face turned blue and white for a while, and his whole face changed as if singing a Sichuan opera.

"Do you want help?" Jiang Yang couldn't stand it anymore, but he still wanted to ask without taking action directly.

Good intentions must be understood by the other party, otherwise it will be nosy!

Wu Zheng didn't know what Jiang Yang was capable of, so he shook his head gratefully and refused, but didn't reply, for fear of vomiting as soon as he opened his mouth.

Hu Tian interrupted at this time: "My Mr. Jiang is a master of medicine. He can help you relieve motion sickness."

Upon hearing this, Wu Zheng immediately opened his eyes wide and nodded repeatedly towards Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang grinned, took out two silver needles and injected them into Wu Zheng's head and abdomen, secretly injecting a burst of Qi into them.

Wu Zheng also felt two gusts of energy entering his body from the silver needle, which brought out the coldness. Soon, he was shaken. The feeling of motion sickness quickly subsided, and his face slowly turned rosy.

The fat man driving the car saw this in the rearview mirror and said in surprise: "What a miracle doctor! The effect is too fast!"

"Of course. Mr. Jiang's medical skills don't dare to say that the flesh and bones are like the living dead. As long as it's not late-stage cancer, other difficult and complicated diseases are ignored." Hu Tian said proudly.

Ever since Jiang Yang helped Red Gushule Liang increase his lifespan, he wanted to know more about Jiang Yang, so he inquired from Red Gushule Liang, and he really learned a lot about Jiang Yang, and medical skills were just one of them. One piece.

From then on, Hu Tian completely admired Jiang Yang.

Of course, he also wanted to get more benefits from Jiang Yang, even if he was licking his face, it didn't matter.

Wu Zheng felt much better and was grateful to Jiang Yang.

After half a day, it was getting dark, and they finally arrived at the post house closest to the deep mountains of Qinling Mountains. It was also opened by the nearby mountain people specifically for outsiders entering the mountains.

This business is easy to do, and it doesn’t require a lot of capital. It’s a business that depends on people and people, and they only earn service fees.

By chance, I met the five native masters again.

"What a coincidence, we meet again." The elegant old man wearing glasses greeted Fatty Wang with a smile.

"Who says it's not the case? Are you here to catch monkeys too?" Fatty Wang cleverly took the lead.

"Catch the monkey?" The gentle old man didn't react. He really believed that Fatty Wang was here to smuggle wild animals.

The bald old man with triangular eyes behind the elegant old man stared at Fatty Wang suspiciously. He would not trust strangers easily.

"Misunderstood, misunderstood, I thought you were here to choke!" Fatty Wang was ridiculing in his heart. His continuous moves of turning against the guest and being hypocritical made four of the five local masters confused. Only the old man with triangular eyes I was more cautious and didn't believe him.

"It's time to go up and have a rest. I'm still dizzy!" Wu Zheng observed his words and knew that he would make mistakes if he spoke too much, so he took the others and ran away together.

"Hey, it almost delayed our little comrade's rest, let's go for a walk!" Fatty Wang replied with a smile.

Jiang Yang and the others walked slowly to the post house, leaving the few native masters behind. These local masters are here just to make a fortune. As long as it doesn't hinder them, it's easy to talk about it. But once there is a conflict of interest, they can do anything in the wilderness.

Fatty Wang and Wu Zheng are relaxed and comfortable now. If they were alone, they would definitely be careful, but now that Jiang Yang and Hu Tian are here, they are not so worried.

Jiang Yang and Hu Tian were in the same room. Jiang Yang also told Hu Tian some common sense about traveling in the world.

Hu Tian also listened carefully. He knew Jiang Yang was doing it for his own good.

The post house was peaceful all night, and nothing happened.

Early the next morning, Jiang Yang was very alert and heard the movement of the native masters leaving the post house. He thought that these people were anxious and worried about something going on.

Not long after, Jiang Yang woke up Hu Tian and asked him to call Wu Zheng and Fatty to go into the mountains early after breakfast.

The mountain roads are easy to walk, but cars can only drive to the outer scenic spots, and then there are narrow stone mountain roads.

Therefore, they could only abandon the car and walk.

Each carried a backpack, which contained some wilderness survival tools and dry food, which was quite easy.

Hu Tian had no such experience. He was so tired that he was out of breath after only half a day. Wu Zheng, who was in worse shape than him, was not like him.

"Hey! I'm used to being pampered, so this won't work." Fatty Wang mocked with a smile.

When Hu Tian heard this, he persisted.

"Let's take a rest first! This Snake Head Mountain is not only high in altitude, but also has too many hills, lush forests, and long mountain roads. It cannot be completed in a short time." Jiang Yang suggested.

The four of them stopped to rest, and Jiang Yang asked Hu Tian to meditate and practice the Turtle Breathing Technique, which would help him quickly recover his physical strength.

"What we are looking for this time is the ruins of the She Kingdom. The information we obtained shows that we need to find the local mountain village before we can find the direction." Wu Zheng said to Jiang Yang after drinking some water.

Jiang Yang did not object. In fact, he had a better way, which was to snatch the "He Mu Ji" from the hands of the five native masters.

Just think about it or forget it, as long as the destination is the same, we will meet again.

When he got here, he believed that with his secret technique of Feng Shui, it would not be difficult to find the ruins of She Kingdom, but he didn't want to reveal too much in front of Wu Zheng and Fatty Wang yet.

After a short rest, the four of them moved forward again.

We were bored and chatting along the way, and the conversation turned to Wu Zheng.

"Are you really just visiting the tomb to discover the story behind the tomb, and handing over everything inside to the state?" Hu Tian learned about Wu Zheng from Fatty Wang, and asked curiously.

Wu Zheng replied nonchalantly: "That's right!"

"Then your family must have said that you are a prodigal, right?" Hu Tian said with a smile.

A person like Wu Zheng, who purchased advanced equipment to explore tombs but ended up not picking up any artifacts to sell, was not a prodigal.

Wu Zheng smiled awkwardly. Both his third uncle and second uncle had told him so.

The Wu Zheng in Jiang Yang's memory seemed to be like this. He entered archaeology because he was too curious and was often induced by Wu Sanxing or guided by some secret forces.

"Then how do you persist until now? It's impossible for your family to let you go on like this, right?" Hu Tian asked again, with hundreds of thousands of question marks constantly popping up in his mind.

"You don't know this, right? Although his family kicked him out of the house to make a living on his own, they gave him a job to make a living on his own. Besides, it may not be a big deal for him to anonymously hand over cultural relics to the country, but he left the tomb If you provide the information to the National Archaeological Team, there will be a bonus." Fatty Wang accepted the question, and then glanced at Wu Zheng with contempt.

"Hey, do you really think I care about the bonus? I have published a book, so the remuneration is not a small amount." Wu Zheng immediately retorted.

He unearthed the secrets behind the ancient tombs, and then edited them into stories and published them in books. He has many fans and the royalties are naturally high.

The four of them were walking talking and laughing, and soon they heard the sound in front of them and found that they had met the five native masters again.

(End of this chapter)