Tomb robbery notes fan BG abyss

After waking up, a person I didn't know brought me porridge. I just vomited it out after taking a sip. I retched for a long time and didn't vomit out anything.Then eat slowly.

After recovering, I realized that it was at Agui's house.Wu Xie was resting in another room.It seems that many people have come here, including my father's people and third uncle's people.But I never saw my dad show his face.

It took about a week to recover my body. As soon as I recovered, I wanted to get out of bed and look for Wu Xie. I heard that Wu Xie was in the hospital in Fangchenggang to see Poor Oil Bottle and Fatty, so Pan Zi took me there immediately. .

"Brother Tianzhen!" As soon as I opened the door, I saw him and the fat man surrounding Pokyou Fing. Pokyoufing's shirt was gone, and a black unicorn tattoo appeared on his body.

No, no clothes?Why is Poker Bottle so reluctant?What did you force my little brother to do when Wu Xie and I were away?

"Hi, I'm bothering you..." I said mechanically, "Bang!" I closed the door, turned around and said to Pan Zi, "Uncle Pan, let's go back—"

"This brat!" Wu Xie cursed at the door, came to open the door, and pulled me in, "What are you hiding, you're healthy?"

I pressed against the door and refused to go in: "I, I forgot my mobile phone, let me go back and get it!"

"What a ridiculous reason! I was almost naked in the mine a few days ago, and I didn't see you being so coy. Come in, I have a new discovery."

"What did you find? It turns out that my little brother is in good shape?" I was still firmly leaning against the door frame.

Wu Xie couldn't bear it anymore and finally knocked on my head: "Look at the blueprint of the underwater ancient building, it's very similar to the tattoo on my brother's body."

I just realized it, smiled awkwardly, moved in, and didn't know where to look.

As soon as Wu Xie entered the long-winded reasoning mode, he basically ignored the outside world. I listened to his reasoning and felt drowsy. I didn’t know what he concluded in the end. All the clues were messy: similar villages , the shape of a unicorn, and the little brother's tattoo.

Everything was a mess.

I yawned: "If you want me to say, if there are so many clues in the mystery drama, the screenwriter must be crazy. So some of these clues must be used to confuse people, and some are really useful."

Wu Xie thought for a while: "Xiaoyou, you are right, but before there is evidence, you can't rule out any clues rashly."

"Anyway, it has nothing to do with me." I snorted softly, "Anyway, I was frightened by this experience, Brother Tianzhen, why don't you take the little brother home and raise him, no matter what happened to him in the past, is he still panting? ? Living is more important than anything else."

Wu Xie suddenly calmed down. He looked at me with an expression somewhat similar to Poker-Face's: "Xiaoyou, there are some mysteries that you have to solve with your own hands even if you are smashed to pieces."

If I had to laugh and joke how he changed my dad's poker face in normal times, but seeing his expression, I was speechless.

At that moment, only for a moment, I felt that I could never enter his world again.

Immediately after that, he returned to his usual obedient expression, still with that sloppy indecisive look.For some reason I was relieved.

Looking at him speechlessly, all I could say was, "Are you going to stay here?"

Wu Xie glanced at Poker Bottle: "En. It has been confirmed that this place has something to do with my brother's life experience, and I plan to stay here permanently."

I looked at Wu Xie, who had a determined face as if he was going to die, and then at Poker Bottle, who was looking up at the sky calmly, and scratched his hair impatiently: "Brother Tianzhen, you really plan to die here ?”

Wu Xie didn't answer my words: "Xiaoyou, you go back with my second uncle first, and I'll go home when things here are over."

"No."

"Then stay."

"No."

"..." Wu Xie was helpless, "What do you want?"

"Bring you back. I can't just watch you die."

Wu Xie couldn't do anything about me: "Well, we still have information to collect. Let's stay here for another week to see if there are any missing clues. After that, we will split up and deal with external affairs, and come back after a while."

I thought to myself that Wu Xie couldn't give in anymore, and who knows what will happen after a while?Anyway, my gut tells me this has to be a little more twisty.So he nodded and compromised.

Later, Pan Zi came in and said, my father brought me a message to go home, and I didn't dare to disobey, so I had to leave with Pan Zi after giving Wu Xie the hexagonal copper bell.

After that, I was so busy with a lot of things that I was dizzy. My father didn't want me to be idle, and it seemed that he was punishing me for running away from home in the past three years. In short, he asked me to familiarize myself with the business left behind by my third uncle.I thought to myself that the third uncle has been missing for so long, so Wu Xie, who is closest to him, should inherit the business?

My father didn't explain anything, probably as a punishment.

As the saying goes, when the tree falls and the monkeys scatter, after the third uncle's whereabouts are unknown, the hearts of the people below him will disperse. With Pan Zi alone, he can barely maintain the surface brilliance-after all, the third uncle has not yet confirmed that he will not come back. Well, if one day he falls from the sky, the first ones to die must be those who spread rumors.

The remaining prestige of the third uncle is still there.

I'm not as powerful as my third uncle, and my father has already said that he won't interfere.I wonder if you have the heart to see your brother's career ruined like this?

But I dare not say it to my face, my father has no blood on his face.

Pan Zi seems to be very helpless for such a little girl helper like me.I was only 13 years old when I ran away from home, and I am only 16 years old this year.What was Wu Xie doing when I was my age?Going to junior high school, racking your brains for the senior high school entrance examination, without thinking about anything else.

These years, I seem to be only tall, and I am not as powerful and wise as my father. In terms of analytical ability, I am not even as good as Wu Xie.What can I use to suppress those bastards?

Pan Zi doesn't want me to get involved, just let me stand aside and watch, and he will take care of everything.

I am not a person who is willing to be a vase, and I am secretly planning.

The first thing to do is to let the people below taste the sweetness.In the past, the third uncle went to the fight to touch the artifacts, and then distributed them to each handicap. Now that the third uncle is away, the guys at the handicap are almost starving to death, so naturally they will not listen to Ma Zi Panzi.They are all planning to find their own way out.

The most important thing is to distribute some artifacts in the name of the third uncle.Thinking of this, I suddenly remembered the broken objects in Fatty's house, and I couldn't help but feel another pain in my flesh - if I had known that Fatty waved his hand generously afterwards to indicate that those were worthless, I would have picked up a few and brought them back.

I called the fat man and asked if he could lend me the artifact from another house first, and pay the cash back at another day. The fat man said it was a coincidence that he sold all the antiques before he left.I stomped my feet and asked him why he sold it. He said it was not safe to keep it at home. Don’t you see that the artifact in the other room is heroic?

As soon as he said that, I had nothing to say, so I could only hang up the phone resentfully.

It seems that we can only find a few ancient tombs temporarily.

I contacted a few guys who have accompanied me to climb mountains in Yunnan these years, but they all have their own jobs, and no one can spare their hands.

"Heizi, even you don't have time? Damn, I saw you wandering around the hall before, and you haven't done business until I call you!"

There was silence for a while: "Second Miss, to tell you the truth, now is not the same as before, you are not qualified to arrest a lama."

Although these words are harsh, they are true.I have nowhere to argue.When the third uncle was around, as long as he said a word, no matter whether he had credentials or not, there was a vote of people willing to follow him.This is courage.

I also want to pick up lamas only when I am in a hurry.

After hanging up the phone, I sat at home anxiously, wishing I could go down alone with my equipment on my back.

Just when I was really in a hurry to pack my things, Pan Zi came to me, saw that I had spread out a room of things, and was stunned for a moment: "Second Miss, where are you going?"

"Xia Dou." I said while collecting things.

"Do you really think that if you give benefits to those white-eyed wolves, they will follow you wholeheartedly? Second Miss, they are bottomless pits, and they can't just be filled." Pan Zi leaned against the door and took out a cigarette, and lit it with a lighter.

"Then what should we do? It's better than now, right? Let them be obedient for a while, maybe third uncle will come back."

He didn't answer, but just exhaled a puff of smoke ring: "Second Miss, someone from Yunnan is here."

"What? I don't have any relatives in Yunnan, right? Isn't my mother kicked out of the house?"

"I don't know her either. I just said I'm looking for the second lady. I heard she's from Miao." Pan Zirang said, "It's in the living room."

I put down the work I was doing: "Uncle Pan, I will collect the things later, don't mess them up."

"You still want to fight?" His words seemed to be mixed with a sigh.

"What do you think?" I didn't look back.

He added behind me: "Second miss, call me when you are in the fight. Before the third master leaves, I will take care of you. I won't worry if I don't follow you."

I paused, and gave him a vague reply with my back turned to him.

living room.

The living room of my father's house is completely in retro style, with hard chairs. I haven't figured out whether they are made of mahogany or fir. There is also a huge dragon and phoenix dancing on the wall as soon as you enter the door. "" was once regarded by me as "longma mental illness", and was ridiculed by Master Hua for a while.

As soon as I entered the living room, I saw a young man sitting on the guest seat. His attire was very trendy, and he couldn't match the Miao people at all.I just came back from Yunnan, and I have seen Miao people dressed like this, and I don't think it is against harmony.

I'm not used to meeting guests alone. At this time, there was no one else around, so I felt a little nervous, so I sat down in front of him: "What can I do for you?"

He has been staring at me since I entered the door, and when he saw that I had spoken, he was no longer silent, and said in a calm tone: "Meet you again."

I wondered: "Have we met?"

Slowly raising his head, looking at his face, he felt familiar, but he didn't know where he had seen it.

"My name is Zhang Qiling." He said lightly, "This is my former name."

I widened my eyes in surprise, and my eyes fell into his calm eyes like a deep pool.

Unexpectedly, he was the person who called himself Zhang Qiling who had become a boring cosplayer before.

Subconsciously, I felt that nothing good would happen when he appeared, so I couldn't help becoming vigilant, and my tone was a little harsh: "What else do you want me to do?"

He has an aura that is very similar to Poker Finger. I guess, even if he is not related by blood, he must have known him for a long time.

I even feel inexplicably that the matter in Yumai is also related to him.Although my father later confessed that it was his people who burned the Diaojiaolou, I didn't give up my previous guess-in the deep mountains, somewhere we don't know, the ghost still exists, and it is going on in a calm manner. As for the next step, even joined hands with my father.In addition to these two parties, there are greater forces.

There are so many lies in this world, I don't know who to believe anymore.

"You have to go back to Banai." He cut to the chase.

"Damn, Uncle Pan, see off the guests!" I stood up all of a sudden.

He follows me.Not only did he know that I had gone to Banai, but he also knew that I had no intention of going back.

"I never lie. I say you'll find what you want, and you will. Just go back."

"Ma'am, I only have one life!"

"11 years ago." He crossed his legs, leaned back on the back of the chair, and looked at me leisurely.

"..." He stopped in his tracks.

"It's not that you don't remember everything. Your mother was killed in front of you. You have remembered it for 11 years. You know that the person who killed your mother was not your grandfather."

"Fuck!" I was furious, "Uncle Pan, where is Uncle Pan, get him out!"

He called a few times, but Pan Zi didn't answer. The house was too big, so he probably didn't hear him.

I came up aggressively and wanted to grab the arm of "Zhang Qiling" who was sitting on the old god, but he easily pushed away my hand, grabbed my arm and twisted it back. Facing him, I lifted my foot and kicked back. He pressed his knee against my knee socket, and I fell to my knees on the ground.

"Cough!" I shook my hand vigorously, and his hand was as strong as iron tongs.

"What are you doing!" I got angry.

"You are a descendant of Miao girl Panhu. You have no right to refuse," he said.

I calm down.

"let me go."

The strength became lighter, and I jumped away, seeing that his expression was still calm.

Damn it's calm and breezy!

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