Tomb Raider: The Saint of Wanjiang and Her Guardians

"Eh? I mean, Second Uncle is really something. He really treats me as a logistics support."

The fat man's voice came from outside. He slowly walked into the tent and saw Wu Erbai staring at him: "Eh...? Uncle, are you here? Where's the waistcoat? We don't have enough manpower and can't handle it."

Wu Erbai: "He went to pick up a master."

The fat man was somewhat amused: "Master? Am I not a master?"

Wu Erbai threw a file in front of the fat man: "He is the chief consultant of the archaeological team, you guys... take a good look at it."

The fat man picked it up and looked at it with some disdain: "This grandson?"

Wu Xie took it from him with some surprise: "Why? Do you know this expert?"

The fat man chuckled: "What a master! When I was playing cards in Panjiayuan, this guy picked a fight with me. Even if his face turned to ash, I still knew him.

Liu Sang! Born in the 90s, he started to collect antiques halfway through his life. He is said to be very good at exploring tombs... He is very accurate. What method did he use? What method did he use? He explored tombs by listening to thunder. "

Wu Xie was a little bit puzzled. Hearing thunder? "Can this person hear thunder?"

The fat man shook his head: "It's not your way of listening to thunder. This brother, it's an ancient method, I heard that it has been lost in the Guanzhong area for a long time. When thunder strikes in the sky, he can find the tomb by just listening. This... doesn't this rely on luck? He doesn't rely entirely on his skills, but more or less on luck, right?

This guy doesn't have good hearing, he has a very good hearing resolution, he can hear information from all kinds of sounds, bragging, it's like a mobile sonar!"

Wu Xie nodded: "So it is really amazing according to what you said? Like a bat, hahahaha"

The fat man grabbed a handful of melon seeds and cracked them, then sat down on the table: "How can a bat be as powerful as you? I'm just giving him a lot of credit."

At this time, at the intersection of the high-speed railway station, a man in a black suit and wearing headphones was holding the handrail and spitting to the side. This man was Liu Sang, who was mentioned in the information in the fat man's hand.

He kept hearing various amplified sounds, making him dizzy. Suddenly, a piece of paper appeared in front of him. An old man looked at him with some concern: "Take it... What's wrong with you?"

Liu Sang shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay, I feel like vomiting when I'm in a crowded place."

The old man sighed and said, "Young man, you have traveled a lot, but you vomit every time you see someone. How can that be good?"

"Grandma! I'm thirsty! Drink water. I want to drink water. I want to drink water. Grandma, grandma! I want to drink water!"

Liu Sang's pupils shrank slightly as he watched the little girl stomping her feet while crying out for thirst. The bells on her feet kept ringing. "You...you go first. I'll be fine in a while."

After quickly seeing the old man off, he rested for a long time alone.

At this moment, Kanjian was sitting in a jeep with two guys standing beside him, holding a sign saying "We are looking for a master". Kanjian didn't recognize it, so he could only keep shouting "We are looking for a master".

A waiter saw Liu Sang approaching with a suitcase and immediately looked at Kan Jian: "Hey? Look at that person? Could he be the expert we are waiting for?"

Kanjian pursed his lips and looked at Liu Sang in silence for a while: "Come on, who would dress like that? Is this real estate agent good?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the real estate agent he was talking about pushed the box into the hands of the guy next to him.