Tomb robber: I am the tenth of the nine gates

"Hey, Lord Buddha, you said..."

"Shhh."

Zhang Qishan raised his hand to interrupt what Qi Tiezui was about to say. Chu Ning pointed at the record player and Zhang Qishan's busy writing hand.

Qi Tiezui realized instantly that now was not the time to talk, so he shut up and went to adjust the size of the insoles with scissors.

Chu Ning put away the papers that Zhang Qishan had written one by one and arranged them in order to make it easier for Zhang Qishan to review them after he had finished writing.

"It's done~"

Qi Tiezui whispered. Chu Ning looked up and saw Qi Tiezui trimming the cut insoles again and sticking them to the soles of the shoes just right.

Qi Tiezui and Chu Ning looked at each other and smiled, waiting for Zhang Qishan to finish recording the opera words and drum beats, and order the play "Muke Village" in the evening.

In the evening, after the waiters slowly led the guests to their seats, the woman in green cheongsam came on stage, and the sound of the microphone spread throughout the hall.

"Distinguished guests, let's continue with our grand finale of the night - ordering the show.

If you want to participate, please make an offer. "

As soon as the words fell, someone said, "I'll order."

"I'll order."

"This way, this way."

There were several groups of people who made noises, but the maid at Crescent Hotel calmly identified every guest who made noises.

Holding the play paper and pen on the tray, the guest who is looking for a play outlines the key points of the song and the amount to be bid.

Zhang Qishan, Chu Ning and Qi Tiezui sat in the corner of the hall. This position was at a moderate distance from the stage and had a wide field of vision, allowing them to observe the stage and the people in the hall.

Seeing that the maid had identified every customer, the three of them exchanged glances in unison.

This also proves how powerful these listening slaves are and how powerful they can be in the mix.

The noisy hall prepares to identify the speaker.

Qi Tiezui tilted his head and asked Chu Ning, "Do you want to splurge?"

Chu Ning turned to look at Zhang Qishan. Zhang Qishan was drinking tea from his cup. Chu Ning's eyes lit up.

Zhang Qishan curled his lips and ignored the actions of the two people beside him, just waiting for the final result of the order.

Chu Ning nodded towards Qi Tiezui, "I think!"

Qi Tiezui immediately waved and said, "Come on~"

The maid came over with a tray, Qi Tiezui raised his pen to outline the opera music, and put Dayang on the tray.

On the other side, one of the "Bingdi" sisters smiled and asked the officer next to her.

"Sir, let's do some drama too, shall we?"

"Well, give her five hundred oceans, whatever you want.

Just order it. "

Another woman smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you, Brother Songren~"

Sister, let's order "Mukezhai" then? "

"okay."

The maid quickly compiled and reported the guests' order lists and money amounts.

The cheongsam woman on the stage announced the results.

"Chief Liu Songren of Xuzhou ordered the play - "Muke Village" at the highest price."

After the cheongsam woman finished her announcement, the guests below all applauded and cheered, and turned their attention to the direction of Chief Liu Songren's seat.

Liu Songren raised his hands and responded to the cheers from all around, and the "Bingdi" sisters also applauded together with pretty faces and smiles.

After Zhang Qishan heard the result, he smiled and took out the opera lyrics he wrote in the afternoon.

Chu Ning looked at Qi Tiezui with a smile and said, "Eighth Master, you are amazing."

Qi Tiezui applauded modestly, "Haha, keep a low profile."

The sound of drums and gongs sounded on the platform. Yin Xinyue, still dressed in men's clothing, walked to a place and sat down, picking up the opera notes on the table.

"Muke Village." After saying that, he nodded, "Yeah, it's a good show."

After listening for a while, he asked the listening slave standing next to him, "Hey, where is Peng Sanbian?"

The slave understood instantly and motioned for Yin Xinyue to look at the other side.

"It's over there, miss."

Yin Xinyue looked over and saw Zhang Qishan and Chu Ning listening to the show.

Chu Ning ate the fruit on the table, her eyes squinting in comfort. She didn't know whether it was because the play was good or because the fruit was sweet.

Qi Tiezui looked at the words of the play and silently gave Zhang Qishan a look.

Zhang Qishan patted Chu Ning's knee under the table. Chu Ning understood and gave Zhang Qishan a reassuring look. Zhang Qishan picked up the plush hat on the table, put it on and left the table.

Yin Xinyue looked away for a while and saw that Chu Ning was still there, but Zhang Qishan was no longer sitting on the chair. Qi Tiezui beside Chu Ning was looking at the stage with a paper in his eyes.

Yin Xinyue stood up and planned to go to the third floor with a wide view to overlook the hall.

Zhang Qishan hid in the corner and watched Yin Xinyue's back going upstairs.

Zhang Qishan followed the beating of the drum and walked up the stairs lightly.

The soles are fur insoles pasted by Chu Ning and Qi Tiezui.

Qi Tiezui handed the lyrics sheet to Chu Ning, and Chu Ning mouthed to Qi Tiezui, "Ba Ye, be careful."

Qi Tiezui smiled and nodded, then pretended to be in a panic and walked towards the stairs on the second floor. He was suddenly stopped by the guards guarding the stairs.

"Sir, you can't go up."

Qi Tiezui laughed, "Huh? You're not allowed in. I know, I know, haha."

Zhang Qishan took advantage of Qi Tiezui to stop the guard from talking and quickly ducked behind the guard to the corner of the stairs.

Zhang Qishan bowed and carefully went up to the second floor, and leaned against the wall. He saw Qi Tiezui below pulling Chu Ning and tapping the tea cup with a small spoon to make a sound that disturbed the listening slave's hearing.

Zhang Qishan took advantage of this moment and went straight up to the third floor. Qi Tiezui below opened his eyes, put away his intoxicated expression, and showed a smile.

This smile made Chu Ning excited. Qi Tiezui leaned in and asked, "What's wrong, young master, are you catching a cold?"

As he spoke, he touched Chu Ning's forehead with his hand, "There's no fever."

Chu Ning clicked her tongue in surprise, "Master Ba, do you know who you looked like just now?"

"Who?" Qi Tiezui had doubts in his eyes.

"Like Master Jiu." Chu Ning was serious. Qi Tiezui thought Chu Ning was praising him for his resourcefulness, but who knew that Chu Ning continued.

"Like Master Jiu's customers who were still laughing happily after being slaughtered... they are like stupid roe deer..."

Qi Tiezui immediately had a dark face, as did Chu Ning, a poor kid who didn't put up a roof for three days, because he was afraid of being exposed if he hadn't taken into account the large number of people in the hall.

Qi Tiezui didn't have any tools around him, otherwise he would have to whip Chu Ning's flowers. After all, Chu Ning hadn't been beaten for three days, it was about time...

"Master Ba, stop laughing, you are getting more and more perverted."

Qi Tie was so angry that he didn't want to speak, so he picked up the tea cup and drank water.

"I'm not in good health. If you hit me, Buddha will scold you."

Chu Ning quietly told the truth, and then Qi Tiezui choked on his tea and stared at Chu Ning.

Not to be outdone, Chu Ning looked at each other innocently.

In the end, Qi Tiezui was defeated and gritted his teeth, "Eat more fruits, young master, it's good for your health!!!"

While the two people bickering downstairs, they did not forget to observe their surroundings to prevent emergencies from affecting Zhang Qishan.

Zhang Qishan was walking carefully on the three-story corridor. Yin Xinyue was eating an orange in boredom upstairs. She accidentally caught a glimpse of Zhang Qishan's figure passing by out of the corner of her eye.

He hurriedly hid behind the pillar to avoid the sight of Zhang Qishan raising his head.

"Peng Sanbian? Why is he here?

Could it be..."