[Tomb BG] The wind comes to Wushan

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"Go away, don't interfere with my Colorful Lianzhu." Wu Xie was also quite stingy, and provided a computer for the antique shop without connecting the network cable.As for this little game, I took the test with a USB flash drive from the store next door. According to Wang Meng, he had only played minesweeper before.

As soon as I complained about Wang Meng, I immediately nodded like a pecking rice: "Yes, the boss is too picky."

"Stingy? Wang Meng, your salary is gone this month." Just as he was talking, Wu Xie came in from the outside carrying a plastic bag.Most of his small shop is full of rubbings or imitations, and I can tell from the way he puts the umbrellas that have not been dried.He took off his coat with one hand and handed it to Wang Meng, who went up to apologize for laughing. He gave him a hard look before walking towards me, and put the plastic bag on the computer desk.

When I saw the lunch box in the plastic bag, I felt like a dog, stretched out my hands, and looked at him expectantly.

"want to?"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Wu Xie, please do me a favor and enjoy some food~"

"That's good." He nodded in satisfaction, took out the fast food boxes in the plastic bag, and gave the name of the dish like a waiter in the shop while taking it back: "Stir-fried pork liver...Pork liver paste...Pork liver Vermicelli soup..." He glanced at me every time he reported the name of a dish, as if the whites of my eyes would please him.

"You deliberately!"

He smiled innocently: "I didn't do it on purpose, I like to eat pork liver, why, don't you like it?"

"I like your sister!"

"I'm the only child of the Wu family, without a younger sister." The corners of his mouth curled up even higher.

I was so angry that I jumped up and clicked the mouse desperately to vent my anger. Wu Xie didn't eat, and looked at me leisurely with his chin resting, and finally handed over a boxed lunch: "West Lake Vinegar Fish, it's a special dish in Hangzhou, you Try it?"

Rolling my eyes, I covered my left ear and turned my whole face to the right.

"Are you angry? Are you really angry? Miss Xue? Goddess Xue?" I made up my mind to ignore him. He thought about it discouragedly, then suddenly came over, pulled his nose, and pressed it against my ear as if embarrassed. He whispered, "Forgive me, Mrs. Wu."

My old face turned red all of a sudden, I was very ripe, I gave him a snickering look, grabbed the lunch box and started to eat like crazy.

I ate desperately, but he didn't seem to have any appetite. He bought a lot of pork liver dishes just to stimulate me. He absently picked up a few pork livers with his chopsticks, put them down, picked them up again, and finally sighed. He took a deep breath, but let it go. "I've been thinking about Guixi for the past few days."

I raised my eyes and glanced at the jade seal on the shelf facing the computer table—I don’t know if it was because of my presence, but Ba Ye Qi was so mysterious that day, except for telling us that the ghost seal is actually a key. He didn't say anything, either vaguely or directly refusing to answer.I asked Wu Xie if I would go out and you two continued to chat for a while, but he said no, he said that we had too few chips, and Ba Ye Qi must not have planned to tell us anything at all.Sure enough, as he expected, until the end, Ba Ye Qi did not say anything more about Guixi, but repeatedly warned us that some things are not something we can bear, and it is the best policy to withdraw as soon as possible.He asked us not to spread the word about the ghost seal, so as not to cause trouble in vain.

"I don't think I can retreat. What about you? What do you plan to do?"

"Don't be so disrespectful to what I said. Besides, look at me." I pointed to myself, "Does it look like I can quit? Tell me, you have been thinking about it for a few days, what insights do you have? ?”

"I think... No matter what the key of Guixi is used to open, the one we have must be just a copy."

"No way..." Baye Qi's tone was very cautious that day. Judging from what Wu Xie told me about him later, Baye Qi, my former boss Chen Pi Asi, and Wu Xie's grandfather once They are all well-known figures in Changsha, known as Admirals of the Nine Gates.I've always thought that such a person must have gone through all kinds of turmoil and ignored the affairs of the world, but his tone when he mentioned Guixi...it was simply a look of reverence for gods. "Such an important thing...why make a copy?"

"The copy is needed because it is important—if the original is damaged, it means that the secret will never be passed on. But you also know that the Chinese have a characteristic from ancient times to the present, whether it is technology or treasure. Well, I like to hide it and only pass it on to the closest and most trusted people, and it’s still the kind that teaches half and keeps the other half.”

I nodded. I agree with what he said. This is also the reason why many non-material cultures in China cannot be passed down. What is "passing on males but not females" or "teaching apprentices to starve to death masters"? Hundreds of tricks have been passed down for several generations, and there may not be ten left.

Seeing that I agreed with his point of view, Wu Xie continued to analyze: "The first time we heard about the ghost seal was in Lu Palace in Shandong, so it is very likely that the original copy is there. We didn't find it at the time. My third uncle said that Zhang Qiling stole it. He took the ghost seal instead of the purple jade box, and I thought so at first, but now, I'm more inclined that he didn't get it."

"Why," I felt depressed when I heard the name, "you haven't been cheated enough by him yet."

"There are two reasons. First, I opened the purple jade box. Inside it was a snake-browed copper fish. Wang Zanghai fiddled with it. I speculated that the ghost seal was actually taken away by Wang Zanghai and hidden. I guess Zhang Qiling also judged it in the same way. Yes, so the second point is that Zhang Qiling got mixed into the team of the Xisha Undersea Tomb. Do you still remember the twelve-handed corpse? I remember that you know a lot about the coffin for raising corpses. I checked it out. There will not be any high-end funeral objects in the coffin, Zhang Qiling must know this better than you and me, so why did he go to such great lengths to retrieve the corpse?"

"You mean...he wants to find Guixi?"

Wu Xie clapped his hands: "That's right, they must have other sources of information, such as the relationship between the twelve-handed corpse and the ghost seal."

When he said this, I recalled the conversation on the mahjong table before the fight. Ye Cheng said, "there is something the old man wants in the fight." Hmm." I joined the group, and with the old man Chen's status as the admiral of the Nine Sects, I suddenly felt that Wu Xie's analysis was too frighteningly correct.I looked at Guixi, and said infinitely nympho: "I suddenly feel that I am so awesome. I have the treasure that everyone is looking for."

"You're really optimistic... aren't you worried at all?"

"What are you worried about, I think I am as imposing as the leader of the martial arts now!"

Wu Xie helped his forehead helplessly: "Think about it, if you bought a door for your house, and how many keys did you assign, where would you put them? Either under the flower pot or for the family, right?" He looked at me, He asked me with a weird smile, "Do you think the twelve-handed corpse is a flower pot or a family member?"

... the next Olympic Games.

That thing doesn't look like a flower pot no matter how you look at it! ! !

Thinking of dealing with these tentacle-type guys often in the future, my scalp tingles, and I was about to cry without tears, when I suddenly heard Wang Meng, who was enjoying himself eating pork liver rice, spit out words indistinctly. Said: "Welcome."

Um?Are there any guests?When I looked up, I saw a person who was completely unexpected to me. Wu Xie was also shocked, probably unable to imagine why this person would appear here at this time.

The man didn't have an umbrella, and his blue hoodie was wet in a large area. He walked straight over without turning his eyes, and stared at me without any waves, like a pool of stagnant water.He put down the ancient black gold knife in his hand, and the first words he said were:

"Where's the ghost seal?"

...Baye Qi, are you really a real man with your mouth leaking like this?

>>>046 Dinner

>>>Wu Xie and I looked at each other, probably saying two words in our hearts: here we come.

As soon as I saw this person, I immediately turned into a male lion in rut, the kind that meets a rival in love, and if I don't drive him out of my territory, I won't be named Zong!Fortunately, Wu Xie had quick eyesight and quickly pinned me down with a paw, otherwise I would have really lost my composure and rushed directly to kill Zhang Qiling.

Wu Xie winked at an audience who was planning to watch a good show: "Wang Meng, you go out first, and close the door."

"Boss, it's raining heavily outside!"

"Won't you take my umbrella? Get out!"

The expression on Wang Meng's face was very reluctant, he looked at Zhang Qiling, then glanced at the two of us, and finally said to Wu Xie in a low voice: "Boss, I'm right outside the door, call me if you have anything to do!" He stretched out his hand and picked up a chopstick of West Lake vinegar fish.

After the shutter door was pulled down, the whole antique shop looked a bit dark. Wu Xie squeezed my hand to signal me not to be impulsive, and then went to flip the light switch.Wu Xie's antique shop is not the kind of unscrupulous shop that wastes its employees in order to make a few small money. The workmanship is also in accordance with the most normal nine-to-five schedule, so the existence of electric lights is more for use. For decoration and emergencies——when those lamps that resemble red candle lanterns are turned on, the small shop illuminated is even more haunted.

"Sit wherever you want." Wu Xie raised his hand, pointed to the seat left by Wang Meng, and then sat beside me.

But Zhang Qiling didn't sit down, didn't even glance at the chair, but frowned slightly, and repeated it in a rare impatient tone: "Where's Guixi?"

I sneered and turned my face away: "I don't know what you're talking about." I was relatively calm, but I didn't expect Wu Xie to miss the truth. He glanced at the shelf subconsciously, and Zhang Qiling knew it immediately .he no longer