Tomb Raider: What the hell is this strange commission?

"How is it? Isn't the story above interesting?"

Chi Yu: ...

Chi Yu had a complicated expression, and felt that he was still somewhat out of tune with this world. Otherwise, why could Black Glasses still laugh after seeing such a ridiculous story?

Doesn’t it feel a bit weird? Oh yes, maybe black glasses are not normal, it’s not his fault.

Thinking of this, Chi Yu felt calm in his heart. "It's quite interesting. I'll go and signal them to bring Zhou Zixu down to have a look."

As the descent was somewhat difficult, it took the people above a while to secure all the ropes before they came to the hall one by one.

"Brother, what good stuff did you find down there?" Zhou Zixu ran straight to Chi Yu as soon as he came down. Seeing that both of them were standing in a small corner, he rubbed his hands, not knowing whether he should get closer.

Finding that he and Black Glasses might be blocking the best viewing point for appreciating the mural, Chi Yu pulled Black Glasses aside, thought about the content on it, and didn't say it directly. He pointed at the wall and said to Zhou Zixu: "Look for yourself."

"Hey, that's quite mysterious. It doesn't matter. I'll fall for it brother." Zhou Zixu stopped in front of the mural and looked up.

This time, the person standing there looking at the mural was Zhou Zixu. As he saw different contents, the expression on his face changed several times, from expectation to confusion, and then from confusion to bewilderment.

After Zhou Zixu finished reading the story, he looked back at the two people standing silently on the side and asked hesitantly, "Is this the original Journey to the West?"

This is the reaction a normal person should have, Chi Yu thought. He really shouldn't have used the black glasses as a reference before.

Fortunately, Black Glasses had no idea what Chi Yu was thinking, so the only one who was ridiculed by him was Zhou Zixu.

The man with black glasses put his arm around Chi Yu’s shoulder and giggled at him.

Chi Yu felt his body trembling. Although he knew that the man with black glasses was not laughing at him, it seemed as if he was laughing at him. He could only look up at the dome and endure the mental attack from the man with black glasses.

When Black Glasses finally stopped laughing, he turned to Zhou Zixu and said, "Master Zhou, you have a very rich imagination, don't you?"

Zhou Zixu felt embarrassed and annoyed by his smile, so he asked the man with black glasses, "So what do you think this means?"

Faced with Zhou Zixu's question, the man with black glasses smiled but said nothing.

Seeing that he looked so dead again, Zhou Zixu was so angry that he started cursing and said that when he returned, he would tell Old Man Zhou everything that Black Glasses had done here, and then Black Glasses would never get a penny more.

As soon as he said this, the man with black glasses' face changed. He immediately acted like a bootlicker and begged for mercy from Zhou Zixu: "Come on, Master Zhou, this is not a big deal. I was just joking with you. Please don't take it seriously."

This was the first time he had seen such black glasses.

Chi Yu withdrew his gaze from the dome and watched the interaction between the two with interest.

Black Glasses, who was manipulated by money, smiled fawningly and kept saying nice things to Zhou Zixu. Zhou Zixu couldn't withstand his verbal offensive and soon calmed down and stopped making things difficult for Black Glasses.

Seeing this back and forth, Chi Yu just felt funny in his heart and couldn't help but reveal a smile on his face.

Black Glasses managed to save his money with great difficulty. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and turned around to see the smile on Chi Yu's face. He couldn't help but complain, "Brother, I know to call you when I see good things. But you, seeing me in trouble, don't come to help me. Instead, you are here to watch the show. You are really heartless."

Chi Yu blinked, not acknowledging his address, and asked, "Are you short of money?"

"You can't say that. Money is the most wonderful thing in the world. Just looking at it can make you happy. The more the better. I, a blind man, accept all offers."

The man with black glasses embraced him, tilted his head intimately, and whispered, "Why, do you want to introduce some ways to make money to my brother?"

Chi Yu knew his guess was correct from the eagerness of Black Glasses, so he didn't expose him. "I have a batch of Tang Dynasty artifacts. If you need them, I can entrust them to you. After the deal is done, we can split the profits 20-80."

"What kind, and how many?"

"There are gold and silver items, bronze items, silk fabrics, and all kinds of jewelry, a total of about a hundred items." Chi Yu casually flipped through the several pages of items listed in the luggage. His eyes were vague, and he didn't know whether this number was a lot or a small amount, so he was vague and only gave a rough estimate.

Hearing this, the man with black glasses made an estimate in his mind and was immediately delighted. He thought to himself, where did this God of Wealth come from? How could such a good thing happen to him?

But that being said, the share still needs to be bargained. Black Glasses stretched out his hand and gestured, "There are risks in making a sale. You see, we have such a good relationship now. Brother will give you a fair price. How about we split it 50-50?"

"At most thirty-seven."

"Hey, I'm not lying to you, this matter is really difficult to handle..."

Chi Yu retracted the smile on his face and said, "I'm not short of money, and I can choose not to spend it." After saying that, he took off his black glasses and prepared to discuss the hidden information in the mural with Zhou Zixu.

Seeing Chi Yu was about to leave, Black Glasses wanted to struggle: "How about we go four or six..."

Chi Yu ignored him and continued walking.

"Okay! Thirty-seven, that's it." The man with the glasses said this with great pain.

As the saying goes, if you don't make money, you lose money. Failure to get more profit from Chi Yu made Black Glasses feel as if he saw the money flapping its wings and flying away from him. He looked listless.

"Then it's settled." Chi Yu waved at him casually and went to find Zhou Zixu who was eating.

Just now, Zhou Zixu was really pissed off by Black Glasses. Although he was later appeased by the other party's sweet words, he still looked a little tired due to his fluctuating emotions.

Considering the time they had set out at noon, the time they spent in the car, the time they had spent searching for mechanisms in the cave, and the time they had spent walking in the passages, it was already evening.

So Zhou Zixu, who was tired and hungry, simply asked his bodyguards to set up a temporary rest camp for him and ran aside to rest.

"Brother, you're here too?" Zhou Zixu greeted Chi Yu when he saw him coming over, then glanced at the man with black glasses who seemed to be standing there in a daze, and said disdainfully, "That man with black glasses is too annoying. My dad said he's famous in the underworld, but I think this fame is just to irritate people."

Chi Yu found an empty space and sat down. He said, "Hmm," and asked him, "You've seen everything on the murals. Do you have any other ideas besides Journey to the West?"

Zhou Zixu was stunned for a moment: "Any ideas other than Journey to the West?"

He took another bite of the can, thinking while chewing, and finally found that he really couldn't think of anything else, so he fell silent.

The bodyguard beside him said: "In fact, there is a legend with local characteristics in Baigong Mountain, which is also related to monkeys."

Due to the large number of bodyguards, Chi Yu silently assigned them a number according to his own habits. The bodyguard who was speaking happened to be the leader of the bodyguards, and Chi Yu nicknamed him Baoyi.

After hearing what Baoyi said, Zhou Zixu suddenly realized: "Oh, you mean the rumor."

"Yes, that's what you were thinking of, young master."

Chi Yu had no idea what they were talking about. Seeing them playing dumb, he interrupted them and said, "What's the rumor? Can you tell me about it?"

Zhou Zixu had only eaten half of his food, so Baoyi became the one responsible for telling the story.

Under Baoyi's narration, the legend was told in detail.