Tomb Raider: The Saint of Wanjiang and Her Guardians

Mop put down the wine and said, "Young Master San, come often in the future, and eat like you are at home."

"Family? Are we that familiar with each other?" Wuxie patted Mop's shoulder.

Mop nodded: "Of course, Huaer Ye is my savior, Huaer Ye is my savior, Huaer Ye is looking for San Ye, and I am looking for San Ye too... Little San Ye, you go ahead, I will go get two bottles of good wine"

"Mop, you don't have to go out." Xie Yuchen stopped Mop who was about to leave.

"Wu Xie, all these clues were provided by Zhang Ri San, so he gave us these clues specifically. The Buddha's secret room... has always been secretly guarded by someone."

"Yes, yes, yes," Mop quickly added, "Although the person who guarded the secret room is no longer here, and the son is also gone...but, the grandson is still here."

Several people set out, and when they saw the Shamatte man in front of them, they all fell silent. Wuxie thought about all the sad things in his life, but still couldn't help curling up the corners of his mouth.

The man was playing the guitar intoxicatedly, looking up at them and said, "By the way, please vote for me!" Then he took out a board with a poster on it.

"Can I give you money?" Xie Yuchen looked at the strange man in front of him speechlessly.

The man threw the board to the ground speechlessly: "Vulgar! Vulgar, I am not short of money, this is my ideal, understand? I am pursuing my dream"

Mop looked at him seriously and said, "Don't worry, I will ask dozens of my brothers to vote for you and share it on WeChat Moments. I will also create a second fan group for you! I will personally serve as the president of your fan club." Mop patted his chest and pointed at him, "Young man, the most important thing is your dream. I support you!"

The man's eyes lit up, and he patted his chest and pointed at the mop: "Brother, you understand me!"

Wuxie and Huo Xiuxiu tried to cover their smiles with coughs, covering their mouths

The man put down his guitar and said, "You want to know about my grandfather? To be honest, I don't know what my father and grandfather are doing. They ask me to take a photo at a certain place every three months, and then someone will give me 10 yuan a year." The man patted the envelope on the table and said, "Hey, the photos are all here."

"Who should these photos be sent to?" Wuxie asked the question that everyone was curious about.

The man shook his head in confusion: "Since I took over, it's just an email address. It says on the email address"

"Who's been sending you money?"

The man looked at Wuxie speechlessly and patted the envelope: "Isn't the card number written on it? If you want to know, go check it yourself. Young people are really stupid."

Wuxie touched his nose awkwardly and did not reply.

The man was not interested in chasing people away, but he turned his eyes and saw Huo Xiuxiu.

Huo Xiuxiu felt uncomfortable looking at the other person's eyes.

"Little sister, you have a nice figure. Are you interested in music? Our group will definitely be popular. I have even thought of a name for it. Let's call it! Legend of Dragon and Phoenix!" the man said excitedly.

Huo Xiuxiu turned her back to him speechlessly, not wanting to face the Shamatte at all.

The man was embarrassed to see her being so disrespectful, and he wanted to chase her away.

In the end, Wuxie and the others were driven away.

A few people returned to the mop and looked through the photos.

Xie Yuchen frowned: "These photos were taken a long time ago, and these are the most recent. This location has been turned into a commercial street."

"We haven't found the sender, but we're sure it's from the Xinyue Hotel," Huo Xiuxiu said to them while looking at the computer.