The little globe of Monternet kept spinning, and it took three minutes to search for a row of text messages.
I didn’t see anything else clearly, I only saw a few pictures of Luoyang shovels.
I dare not say anything, my face looks weird
"How to rob a tomb?"
Why is this woman searching for this?
I heard the old man say before that the place where the Jiang family worships their ancestors is at the old sulfuric acid plant. I guess there should be graves there.
Doesn't she want to steal her ancestral grave?
I thought about it and immediately felt that it was impossible, and I didn’t dare to say it outright.
This woman definitely doesn't know who is sitting next to her at this moment.
It is Xiang Yunfeng, the great disciple of the Northern Silver Fox King Xiansheng, who is determined to be a great tomb robber in the future.
"Grandpa, look! I saw it! Sister is on Monternet again!" The child suddenly complained,
"Yuanyuan!"
The old man reached out to grab the phone, but the girl stopped and dodged him.
"you!"
The old man said angrily: "It's going to be shut down again! I asked someone, and one hundred yuan was deducted every minute! Don't ask me for money to recharge your phone bill!"
"Leave me alone!"
"I want you to take care of me!" The woman suddenly roared twice.
"Stop the noise, stop the noise, we're in Jinzhan." The driver asked people to get out of the car.
I pushed the door open to get her out of the car, but before I could get out, this woman kicked my legs away with a cold face and got out sideways.
I held it in my mouth, and my legs were a little painful after being kicked so hard.
The three of them got out of the car one by one, and then walked together to Jinzhan Village in the night.
Humming a little tune, the driver seemed to be in a good mood at the moment. He smiled at me and said, "You two, I just said it! There are no ghosts in this world! They are all spread by people to scare people."
I shook my head and glanced in the direction of Jinzhan Village.
Maybe it was for lighting, so the old man lit the lantern again.
He held a red lantern with one hand and waved to me.
After passing Jinzhan Village, the taxi drove for another half an hour and arrived at Fu Village.
At that time, there was a big iron barrel at the entrance of Fucun. Seeing the big iron barrel meant that you were in the village.
It was late at night, everyone in the village was asleep and there were no street lights. The driver was not familiar with this place. He slowed down, looked left and right and said.
"Bosses two, we're here."
The driver rolled down the glass, pointed to the small alley ahead and said, "Go through and turn left and you will see the leather shoe store. I won't go past the two bosses."
I said can you wait here while we run back?
"Well, look at the cold weather."
"Let's do this. Boss, you can pay me one yuan for the return trip. Just give me one hundred yuan. I'll wait for you in the car."
I nodded, took out a hundred yuan and gave it to him.
The alley in Fucun is narrow and long. Brother Yu and I were halfway there using flashlights when we suddenly heard the sound of a vehicle igniting behind us.
I turned around and ran outside.
By the time I ran out of the alley, the taxi had turned around and walked away, and all I could see was its taillights with the red light on.
"Damn it! This is better than taking money and running away!"
I angrily picked up a stone and threw it at him.
Brother Yu looked at the taxi going away and sighed, saying that he should wait until dawn to find a taxi and first find out where the store is.
The directions the driver gave us were also false!
He just didn't know where it was, so he just turned left. We walked half a circle around Fucun, but we didn't see a leather shoe store.
I took out the note and looked at it.
Where is the leather shoe store on Jinye 2nd Road located?
"You're here, you're late."
When Brother Yu and I were at a loss what to do, a voice suddenly came from behind us.
I looked back.
It was Xi'an poet Qin Huaihu standing behind me.
"You said I'm about to be in trouble? Now that I'm here, what can I say?" I asked.
"That's right, I didn't lie to you, you are indeed about to be in trouble."
"Come with me, I'll take you to meet someone." He left these words and turned around to leave.
I frowned and asked, "Who are you going to see in the middle of the night? How dare I follow you if you don't even say your name."
He turned back and said: "I hope you can believe me, if you don't have the courage to follow me."
"you will regret."
"Even if you don't regret it now, wait until one day in the future."
"It's too late for you to regret."
I’ve come here and I can’t just go back. I gritted my teeth and asked Brother Yu to follow me.
Qin Huaihu turned left and right, and finally brought us to the alley in the north of Fu Village.
There were four black cars parked outside the alley, all of them brand-new Hutouben. None of the four cars had license plates.
Entering along the alley, you will find an old house at the end. The door is closed and the surroundings are dark.
The door is an old-fashioned black-painted wooden door with two rows of brass door nails. I guess it is quite old, probably from the time of Guangxu to the Republic of China.
Qin Huaihu stepped forward, grabbed the door knocker, and knocked lightly three times.
A few minutes later, the old door was opened from the inside.
Qin Huaihu opened the door and motioned for Brother Yu and me to follow him in.
After entering, there was a small courtyard with three tile-roofed houses, the east room, the west room and the north room. He took us towards the west room.
"Please stop."
There were four bald men standing at the door of the west room. Their eyes looked like knives. They were almost as strong as Brother Yu. They had a steady breath and the clothes on their chests were bulging so high that they almost burst.
Qin Huaihu bowed and said, "I followed the Lord's order and brought him here."
"We were not notified."
"Please step back."
Brother Yu frowned and looked at the bald man who was speaking, and stretched out his hand to block me.
"Please step back." The bald man said again with a cold face.
Brother Yu took a step forward and said with a smile: "You are really interesting. You asked us to come here, but when we arrived, we were not even allowed to enter the house. What do you mean?"
The bald man stared at Brother Yu coldly. Brother Yu looked at him without any fear, his face getting colder.
Qin Huaihu was sweating on his forehead. He wiped the sweat and said quickly: "Please tell the master that Qin Huaihu is here."
The air was anxious, and no one was pleased with it. Brother Yu was about to have sex with the bald man, and at this moment.
squeak
The wooden door slowly opened to both sides.
The four bald men immediately bent back and got out of the way.
Brother Yu sneered and stepped in.
The furniture in the room was classic and the sandalwood scent was lingering. Although it was winter, I did hear a grasshopper's cry.
There are four bald men guarding the house outside, and there are still four people guarding the house at the moment.
These four people were all tall, short, fat and thin, and they were all dressed in eclectic ways.
In the middle of winter, there was a fat man wearing a belly vest with a smile on his face. Another man was very thin. This man had a row of gold earrings on his right ear. They were pure gold. The reflection made half of his face shine with gold.
There are also two short old men. They look exactly the same, they are twins.
Four people stood together as a wall, tightly protecting a figure.
I looked through the gap in the wall and saw a hint of purple.
Behind the four people is a woman.
This woman is wearing a purple cheongsam with several white flowers embroidered on it.
She faced me with her hands behind her back. She had a bunch of thick and long braided hair on her back. The braid was very long and had already exceeded her hips. The purple cheongsam had a big slit at the bottom. Her snow-white thighs were as if they were condensed fat, and they were like shadows.
Her waist is sunken, outlining a standard S-shaped figure.
this woman
The momentum is too strong
She was so strong that I didn't dare to look at her for a second time.
She stood just behind the four people, wearing a purple cheongsam with long braids, showing her nobility.
Xi'an poet Qin Huaihu's eyes are wild.
After he came in, he knelt on his knees with a thud, his head hitting the concrete floor and not daring to raise his head.
