Walking to Dong'an Street, the door of Jianhua Yin Yang Store was closed tightly. After knocking for a long time, Xiaoyue opened the door cautiously and said with a calm smile: "Second boss, you are finally back."
"Why are you closing the door?" Cauliflower asked with a frown.
Xiaoyue curled her lips and said softly: "The police have been around here all day, can I not close the door? You must have made a big fuss again."
I was already exhausted, so I lay down on the sofa and said feebly: "Fakong has taken care of it, Xiaoyue, we will go to Qingtian tomorrow, and I will leave this store to you."
A trace of loneliness and reluctance flashed in Xiaoyue's eyes, "How about I go with you."
"No, we have already made an appointment with Brother Baozi. It would be a hindrance for you, a girl, to follow." Caihua waved her hand and refused.
"In that case, let me go and cook some soup for you. I have been busy all night and I must be hungry." Xiaoyue bit her lip and did not insist anymore.
"Forget it, I'll go up and have a rest first." I dragged my exhausted body to the bedroom, lay down on the bed, and looked at the ceiling blankly.
Seeing Xiaoyue, I thought of the beautiful and gentle Bailian again, and I felt an indescribable loneliness and loneliness in my heart.
In fact, except for Yu Nuo, although I have countless concubines, I have never had a serious relationship or a good love. I fell in love with Taohong halfway, and I was mostly grateful and responsible to Chunlan. To say how unforgettable the two of them are,
No one counts.
As for Chen Meizhi, it was mostly a matter of physical attachment and reverie, Xiaoyue was more of a confidant. Only Bai Lian, this succubus as clean as a piece of paper, made me fall in love at first sight. It felt like I was returning to my first love.
, the hazy, joyful, and exciting feeling in my heart is out of control.
I don’t know where she went? She was seriously injured after being hit by the Buddha’s curse. I hope nothing happens to her.
"Second boss!" There was a gentle knock on the door.
"Come in!"
Xiaoyue walked in gently with a water basin, placed it beside the bed, took off my shoes, and said with a soft smile: "Lazy man, you are not waiting for me to wash you."
Listening to her warm voice, I sat up from the bed, patted the place next to me, and said with a wry smile: "Xiaoyue, sit here, I have something to tell you."
She gently sat down next to me, and looked at me with eyes as clear as stars, "Second boss, this trip to Qingtian is very dangerous. Remember, don't be reckless. Liu Bowen's tomb must be full of secrets.
The Hidden Dragon Ruler can only be obtained by those who are destined to do so, so it is important to protect your life at all times."
Seeing the faint sadness in her eyes, I hugged her soft shoulders and said with a smile: "Xiaoyue, can you tell me why you are so nice to me?"
Xiaoyue lowered her head slightly and said calmly: "Maybe I owed you something in my previous life! By the way, don't you have something to explain?"
I nodded and said: "Do you still remember the token that Mr. Liu gave me? It was the judge's order of Jiangdong City, used to call out the underworld. Since the gate of hell has been opened, all the underworld in Jiangdong have been killed and injured, and there is no judge or city god.
Guard order, I don’t have time to take care of these things now, so I can only leave this task to you. You can use this order to call on the Jiangdong gangsters again to protect the overall situation of Jiangdong."
After Wang Tianya died and Jin Yue was destroyed, I felt a little more at ease. It was time for Jiangdong to reorganize.
"Don't worry about this. In the name of Yasha, I will re-select the ghosts and guard everywhere to ensure that there are no more wild ghosts in Jiangdong." Xiaoyue agreed, "The money of the family members has also been received.
You don’t have to worry about anything.”
Looking at her gentle side face, I sighed deeply: "Xiaoyue, with you here, I feel a lot less worried. If I have the life to come back this time, I will definitely..."
I was about to come back and get a salary increase, but before I could finish my words, Xiaoyue blocked my mouth and said with a blushing face: "You will definitely come back, I, I'll wait for you..."
When she said this, a blush rose on her face, her voice was as thin as a silk thread, and she looked so beautiful under the light. My heart moved, does Xiaoyue like me?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but lower her head and move towards her red lips. When she was about to kiss her red lips, she jumped away like a rabbit, "Second boss, you, you."
When I looked at it, I had already built a tent. Seeing Xiaoyue's delicate and charming look, I simply said with a half-truth and half-false smile: "Xiaoyue, I haven't had that for a long time. I don't know if I can come back when I leave tomorrow. How about today?"
Shall we sleep together tonight?"
"Second boss, you are getting worse and worse. I won't tell you anymore." Xiaoyue rolled her eyes at me and quickly went downstairs with a blushing face.
"Hey, it seems I have to rely on my left hand again tonight, ***..." I cursed secretly, feeling helpless.
Since I entered Xuanmen, I have never had a good time with women. Except for the two female ghosts Taohong and Chunlan, who were coldly sucked half to death, I have never had any fun at all. I have even forgotten the happiness of that matter.
In the past, she was unhappy without a daughter, but now she is almost like Liu Xiahui. What a fucking tragedy.
At Kodong Airport, Naihua and I stood in the lobby, looking at the clock in the lobby, our hearts almost getting anxious.
"Brother Qin, we don't have time. I don't think those two brothers are coming, so let's not wait." Caihua frowned and said unhappily.
People coming and going stared at us as if we were fools. Because blood on hands and neck should not be exposed to scare people, I could only wear a black cloak, a yaksha mask on my face, a thick beard on my back, and a
The God of Sword with the hilt removed.
When others see it, they think they are either acting or insane.
"Dear passengers, the plane bound for eastern Zhejiang will take off in fifteen minutes, please..." the sweet voice of the stewardess echoed in the hall.
"God's will is hard to come by, let's go!" I sighed and walked towards entrance C.
"Beep, beep, beep!" The alarm rang, and the security guard pointed at the Zhanshen on Caihua's body and said coldly: "Sir, please open the things on your back and accept inspection."
When I saw it, I muttered in my heart: It's over, I forgot about this, you know you are not even allowed to bring nail clippers on the plane."
With a smile, Caihua took out a certificate from her pocket and threw it to the security guard. The security guard looked at us twice, walked to the side and asked a few questions via pager, then handed the certificate to Caihua respectfully.
"Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry, please."
Grass, cauliflower, what works so well? I asked after getting on the plane.
Caihua laughed and said, Brother Qin, this is the proof I asked Lao Xie to prove that we are 981 people.
981, isn’t that the Xuanmen organization that Mr. Feng works for, which is managed by the state? You’ve all forgotten that, 981 is connected to the police station. When Mr. Feng came to Jiangdong to take charge, the police officers all respected him like a grandson.
, I didn’t expect that the name would be so useful.
After getting on the plane, just as the plane was about to close the door, two people swept in like the wind, sat down behind me and Caihua, and gasped: "***, luckily I got here, I almost missed it."
Flying."
"Brother Qin, Brother Caihua, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long." Dumpling reached over and greeted the two of them with a smile.
Caihua and I had the urge to laugh or cry, but we didn't expect these two buddies to come in the end, "Go away, you little bitches, who cares about you two foodies?" Caihua joked with a smile.
"Have you figured it out?" I asked with a smile.
Well, I have nothing to do at home anyway, so I might as well go on a trip with Brother Qin. We are familiar with each other in Qingtian, Baozi said with a smile.
When we arrived in Qingtian, the Baozi and Dumpling brothers didn’t bring any tools because it was inconvenient to get on the plane, so they had to come here to replenish their supplies.
People from Qingtian were influenced by Liu Ji, and they brought out many important people who were either rich or noble. Therefore, they have always been the key targets of tomb robbers.
After following these two brothers around the market, Caihua and I had an eye-opening experience.
The one-piece black mouse suit, folded shovels, pickaxes, Luoyang shovels, axes, fire sticks, candles, iron awls, steel ropes, and a big jingling bag were dizzying for both of us.
Damn it, this is the rhythm of a ghost blowing out a lamp, I said in surprise. I thought tomb robbing novels were all a joke, but I didn’t expect it to be so serious.
These things are all rubbish, so they can only be useful in the early stage. Good things have to be bought in the ghost market, Baozi said with disdain.
That's right, the various mechanisms of a real ancient tomb are extremely sophisticated and more advanced than today's technology. With these gadgets, digging a yellow tomb is just about the same, but a black tomb is just a fantasy.
What are yellow graves and black graves? Caihua asked curiously.
A yellow grave is a grave that doesn't eat the ground. As long as a person can dig it, any explosives will do. A black grave is a grave that digs into the ground. If you have materials but don't have any skills, entering it is seeking death, Baozi explained.
Of course, since the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, there have been fewer black graves. By the late Qing Dynasty, there were not many masters who really knew how to dig graves. Those burial masters in the palace were all fake. You know Dongling, that is simply
It's a shoddy project. Even a low-class person like Sun Dianying can explode it, which will disgrace our ancestors," Baozi said with disdain on his face.
"Why have funeral masters not been able to do this since Jiajing?" My curiosity was aroused and I couldn't help but ask.
In the thirty-sixth year of Jiajing's reign, there was a fire in the palace. All the burial scriptures and organ studies stored in the imperial palace were burned to the ground. Several imperial burial masters were also burned to death in the fire. So far, many unique skills were lost, and some among the people were still alive.
, they were collected again in the eleventh year of Chongzhen, but unfortunately, when Li Zicheng captured Beijing, his general Liu Zongmin burned these strange books again. When the Manchu Dynasty came to power, there was no real burial master, resulting in the inferior Dongling mechanism.
It's easy to get stolen, Baozi said as he sorted it out.
In our industry, the tombs of the Ming Dynasty and the late Ming dynasty, no matter how great the profit, are not worth talking about. If you can steal the tombs of the Ming dynasty or the tombs of the past, then you are called a master and have good skills, Jiaozi said with a smile.
"Mom, it turns out there is so much knowledge here. Fortunately, we are digging Liu Ji's grave this time. If word spreads, we won't lose our reputation as a black and white evil man," Caihua said in shock.