Super Farmer

Chapter 513 Gathering
The sky was dark and overcast.

The wind was blowing the fine sand and stones, scraping across the ancient tombs like a knife, and blowing away the floating dust on the surface, revealing the color of the soil below, which was yellow and red, very hard, red and yellow, different from ordinary loess.

Jiang Yuanhang glanced at the clods, his excitement grew stronger, and he said vigorously: "Old Zhou, this is definitely the tomb of the pre-Qin period, and it is the same as the information left by your elder brother."

Those who followed Jiang Yuanhang across the bat bridge, as well as supernatural warriors and archaeologists, were all controlled by him with blood bats, invaded by evil spirits, lost their minds, and turned into puppets.

However, they are not stupid, they still have self-awareness.

The man he called "Old Zhou" was an archaeological team member, but this old Zhou was not one of his subordinates, but the second master of Zhou's family in the provincial capital, that is, Zhou Qigang's second uncle.

The eldest brother of Master Zhou is Zhou Qigang's father, the researcher who has been devoting himself to the study of the pre-Qin tomb, and the youngest Zhou who disappeared during the inspection in Yanshan.

Even Su Xu walked all the way, but he didn't expect that Master Zhou, whom he had always hated, would also follow him.

Especially... Master Zhou was not invaded by evil spirits, and he was not controlled by blood bats. The state of being lost in his mind that he has been showing all the time is just pretending!
Hearing Jiang Yuanhang's words, Master Tuesday was startled for a moment, and said meaningfully, "Brother Yuanhang, you can hold your breath. You have noticed my anomaly from the very beginning, but you have been pretending not to notice it. I don't understand. Now, now that you have entered the ruins, why do you want to make it clear?"

"They're all thousand-year-old foxes, why are you playing chat with me? Let's open the skylight and speak honestly!"

Jiang Yuanhang laughed and said, "You have the information I want in your hand, everyone might as well work together to get into the ancient tomb as soon as possible. Otherwise, the cooked duck will fly away when the official people come."

Master Tuesday said indifferently: "My elder brother's research materials, I will give you all the research materials that are in my hands. The rest are in the hands of my nephew Zhou Qigang."

"This is a bit funny."

Suddenly, a mocking sneer sounded, but it was not Jiang Yuanhang who spoke, but a puppet-like supernatural warrior who spoke faintly.

Master Zhou was startled when he heard a familiar voice, and lost his voice: "Qi Gang?"

That supernatural warrior tore off a layer of imitation mask on his face, revealing Zhou Qigang's handsome face, the lines of his rigid face were tightly stretched, and his eyes were sharp as a knife.

"My dad was killed by your people, and all his research materials were sent to you by the murderer. Do you dare to do it or not?"

Zhou Qigang said in a cold tone, staring at the second uncle with knife-like eyes, this is his second uncle, his father's younger brother, and he actually plotted against their father and son!

What kind of vicious heart does this wolfish and ambitious second uncle have?

Master Tuesday smiled slightly, calmly, and persuaded with earnest words: "Qigang, don't just talk about it, talk about evidence, if there is no evidence, you are slandering me."

Seeing his second uncle's hypocritical face, Zhou Qigang felt disgusted.

"Do you think I have no evidence? Hehe. Me"

Zhou Qigang sneered, and said frankly: "I found what my father left behind. It is the video of him personally accusing you of killing him, as well as relevant evidence."

Lord Tuesday didn't want to believe a word, so he yelled in a sharp tone: "Stop talking nonsense! If you really have evidence, you bastard, can you not sue me?"

"Sue you?!" Zhou Qigang laughed mockingly, stared at his uncle with a creepy look, and said coldly, "I'm suing you, so I'll scare the snake away. What if you escape? Wouldn't it be more interesting to lose the thing you most hope for and destroy everything you have planned?"

Because of hatred, as soon as Zhou Qi saw his uncle, he felt a murderous desire to kill him, and his handsome facial features were a little ferociously deformed.

Master Tuesday, the old fox, recovered from the initial shock, and pretended to be like every good uncle in the world who loves his nephew, and persuaded with a good temper: "Qigang, you misunderstood."

Zhou Qigang just laughed at this, and didn't bother to respond.

Lord Tuesday was not angry, and continued: "You, you are too straightforward, just like your father, you were easily deceived by that bumpkin Su Xu, he has been in front of you, slandering the second uncle, slandering the Zhou family, To slander Tianxin Group..."

In corpse waters.

Su Xu didn't know that he was lying on the gun again, but if he knew... he didn't care!
He has a deep feud with Master Zhou, it's not bad.

At this moment, all his mind is immersed in cultivation, moreover, in the time-accelerated reincarnation bead space, and there is inexhaustible corpse energy to provide energy.

In this state, Su Xu's cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds, and his strength is like a monkey jumping into the sky, straight up.

……

Hearing Master Zhou's sophistry, Zhou Qigang didn't even bother to listen, and interrupted rudely.

"Okay, stop acting!"

Zhou Qigang reprimanded, and said again: "Even if you are talking too much, I will destroy your plan today and prevent you from entering this ancient tomb."

That day, he was hunted down in the mountains and was seriously injured to the point of death. He was picked up by Su Xu to go home. Not only did he lose a black briefcase, which contained the backup data left by his father, but also a blood jade pendant.

After the blood from his injury stained the blood jade pendant, the pendant disappeared strangely.

At that time, the memory in his mind also seemed to be missing.

For example, the memory of his father is like a cactus with thorns. Once he touches it, it hurts so much that his brain seems to split open, so that he subconsciously avoids recalling it.

However, when he came to this strange space today, Zhou Qigang suddenly discovered that the memory of his father became vivid in his mind, and his right palm was suddenly scorching hot, and a red mark of a pendant appeared.

That's not the point!
The point is... Zhou Qigang suddenly discovered that the shape of the pendant is like a key!
That bloody jade key got into his palm?
What's happening here?
Even if Zhou Qigang's psychological quality is strong enough, he has a deep chest, and is resourceful, he is stunned at this moment, and he can't even bother to hide his expression.

His second uncle and Jiang Yuanhang were both old foxes. He immediately looked at his palm and saw a key-shaped red mark!
"Is this the key to the ancient tomb?"

Jiang Yuanhang cried out.

Master Zhou just looked at his nephew with complicated eyes. The key he had been planning so hard to get, turned out to be in the hands of this kid a long time ago!

Sure enough, the elder brother is still his elder brother, and if he doesn't want to give him something, no matter how much he plots, he still won't get it!

It's just that the eldest brother is a dead man after all, he died on the way to find Wuqin's tomb, and it will only be him who reaches the end, not the eldest brother, nor the nephew who has the key!

Zhou Qigang suppressed the fury and hatred in his heart, and smiled like a spring breeze: "Your father likes to make wedding clothes for others. I didn't expect that Zixiao father, you are the same."

There was undisguised malice in the words.

Zhou Qigang smiled. Has his uncle and nephew finally reached the point where they are going to fight for a bayonet?
(End of this chapter)