"Huh, as soon as I came in, I heard you guys talking about me behind my back! However, I did suffer a big loss in the Tomb of King Xian, and all my brothers suffered losses. Now that I think about it, I still regret it..." p>
While Hu Ming was quietly watching a few people chatting away while drinking, Chen Yulou suddenly walked in with a guide stick.
He sat down next to a few people and snorted in displeasure.
"But that's right. I have to admire your feats on this trip, old blind man!"
"You dumped the tomb of King Xian. Compared with my brothers, you know better than me, so you should rest in peace!"
"We are all straightforward people, so don't talk nonsense. I'd like to toast you, blind man Chen!"
Blind Chen, after a few people came back from the Qinling Mountains, he came to Panjiayuan, the capital, to look for Hu Ming and the others, and insisted that they stay in the capital.
In the end, Shirley Yang bought a house for her grandfather's old friend and gave it to Blind Man Chen.
No, when Hu Ming and others came back from southern Yunnan, this guy came over immediately after hearing the news.
For a while, several people were chatting and laughing, talking about the past and the present under the influence of wine, and making criticisms, which made them feel uncomfortable.
From the beginning to the end, Hu Ming just said nothing, watching these people bragging with a bit of drunkenness.
After all, Hu Ming’s physical fitness is here, whether it is kidney function or liver function, they are all superhuman levels!
It’s just a few bottles of beer, except for the taste, it’s the same as Liangbaikai!
While chatting, Hu Bayi somehow remembered the days when he served in Kunlun.
What a big man. When he mentions the sad past and the comrades who lost their lives in Kunlun, his eyes can't help but turn red.
The biggest difference between Hu Bayi and others is that although he is a tomb robber, he is very real. But if you look to the bottom of it, Hu Bayi is a good man who values love and justice.
This is what Yang Shirley likes about him.
Tonight, the moonlight is shining brightly.
……
Sijiucheng, Hu Ming’s small private courtyard.
Hu Ming was like an old man, lying on a wicker chair next to the stone table in the courtyard, with a cigarette in his mouth and sunglasses covering his eyes, lazily basking in the sun.
But he was not in a good mood, because next to him Hu Bayi was lying like him, but the difference was that Hu Bayi was holding a Yang Xueli in his arms. Looking at Hu Bayi, he knew
He is very comfortable now.
Hu Ming glanced at the two people beside him, feeling a little helpless. He was almost full after eating dog food every day.
Now the fat man is not very willing to stay in the yard, and is always talking about when Shirley Yang will return to the United States.
But as Hu Ming guessed, at least in the short term, Yang Shirley will not leave Sijiu City.
After all, part of the reason is indeed because of Muchen Bead, and the other part is because of Hu Bayi...
Ahem, after all, a woman is in love! No, even Professor Chen, who is far away in the United States, has been entrusted by Shirley Yang to the nanny and medical staff at home.
"Lao Hu, is what you said that night true?"
After a long time, Yang Shirley turned over, finished basking in the front and back, and lay in Hu Bayi's arms, lazily making a sound.
"Huh? That's right! The corpse in the ancient tomb under the Phoenix Temple you mentioned, Lao Hu, is almost exactly the same as the figure in the mural of King Xian's Tomb..."
"Is it the altar of the Kunlun Demon Kingdom..."
At this time, Hu Ming on the side frowned, with a faint tone, looking directly at the brilliance of the sun on the horizon through his sunglasses.
"Alas, we don't know when our curse will be resolved!"
The current situation is that even without Hu Ming's reminder, Hu Bayi has already remembered the past and connected the two.
Kunlun Temple, Evil Luo Haicheng and his party have been put on the agenda by several people.
The dead head of King Xian has been sent to a trustworthy person through Yang Xueli's connections to be scanned and stripped.
The Muchen Bead has grown together with the dead head of King Xian. To take it out, you need professional equipment. Unfortunately, Hu Ming and others cannot do this at all.
We can only rely on Shirley Yang’s trust to find trustworthy professionals.
Today is already the third day that Hu Ming and others have returned from southern Yunnan. According to their plans, they will be busy again starting tomorrow.
Now a few people can have a free half-day. After all, if the ghost eye curse is not understood for a day, it is a big stone that weighs on the hearts of Hu Bayi and others.
After all, the Muchen Bead is just one of the prerequisites for lifting the curse. There will be trouble in the future!
"Hey, why are you all here together?"
While Hu Ming and the other three were chatting, the door to the courtyard was suddenly opened from the outside.
At first glance, I saw a fat man with big gold teeth, and a man with oily hair and pink face.
Youtou noodles?
Hu Ming looked straight at this man, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
Hu Ming has always had a good memory, and he can remember many detailed things for a long time.
What's more, the blood power rewarded by the system gives him peak human physical fitness, which greatly strengthens his brain and makes his memory even better.
In Sijiucheng, not long after returning from southern Yunnan, a man with oily hair and pink noodles came to our door...
It's Dongzi! So, Lei Xianming, a "wealthy businessman" from Hong Kong whose ancestors worshiped the thirteen-whiskered porcelain cat and made his fortune by carrying corpses and turning over trunks, has been deceived by Mr. Chen to come to them?
Thinking of this, Hu Ming couldn't help but curl up into a weird smile.
But then it quickly disappeared, and only Yang Xueli, who was in Hu Bayi's arms, saw this smile.
However, Yang Xueli also knew the general situation. There was a stranger present in front of her, and the smile of her future cousin was directed at this stranger. It was obviously not the time to ask.
Yang Xueli just stood up from Hu Bayi's arms with a normal expression, got up and went to the room to make tea.
When Hu Bayi saw Hu Ming's appearance just now, he couldn't help but shook his head secretly and said to himself: This kid is not thinking of any bad ideas!
Hu Bayihe and Fatty knew that every time Hu Ming showed this expression, someone would be tricked.
"Master Ming, this is Dongzi. He said he came to see Fatty. He was entrusted by his boss to discuss antique business with Fatty."
"He wants to take us to see his boss. I thought to myself, among our brothers, apart from Da Jinya, you are the only one who knows the most about this aspect, so I want to drag you and Lao Hu to go there together.
Long experience."
The fat man blinked at Hu Ming and Hu Bayi without leaving any trace, and said as if he was hinting at something.
Although Fatty sometimes acts like a fool, despite his thick eyebrows and big eyes, he actually has a lot of tricks up his sleeve. When this guy comes to his door out of nowhere, Fatty has already been on guard.
"The antique business... Tsk, it's a bit interesting, isn't it Dongzi? Then... how about... our brothers accompany you for a while?"
Hu Ming signaled Fatty and Hu Bayi to feel at ease, and looked at Dongzi with a half-smile.
Hu Ming already knew the whole story, and Lei Xianming was not a good thing.
To be honest, when he saw this thing, Hu Ming was already thinking about it.
After finding the "Jig Silver Eyes", how about you just plot to kill your grandson?
Thinking about it, Hu Ming subconsciously pinched his hand and looked at Dongzi with an evil look.
The boss is dead, how can we still keep this bad guy?