226 An anchor with unfathomable and superb acting skills!
Hearing Ding Ze's words, Fatty was the first to react, "Yes, Miss Yang, your brain circuit is a bit unusual. How could you think that Old Ding is the Ding Ze? No matter how you look at it, Old Ding doesn't look like anything.
What an old monster."
Shirley Yang's brows moved. How could she not understand this basic truth? The key is...
"Maybe Mr. Ding is some kind of strange person, able to live forever, or a vampire or something," Shirley Yang said casually.
So the fat man laughed directly, "I'll go, Miss Yang, I think you have been abroad for a long time, and your brain is a little different..."
The fat man was still about to say something, but at this moment, Hu Bayi interrupted him to prevent him from continuing to talk nonsense, "It should be just a coincidence, although Old Ding also has a black gold dagger."
As soon as these words came out, the smile on Fatty's face suddenly stiffened... It's not that he didn't think about the black gold dagger just now, so the main reason why his smile stiffened at this moment was that he felt the hidden meaning in Hu Bayi's words.
.
What's the meaning?
Hu Bayi did not directly deny Shirley Yang's ridiculous idea... He did not deny it absolutely, which meant that he felt it was more or less possible.
The fat man subconsciously looked at Ding Ze's backpack. The black gold dagger was in the backpack... Then, the black gold dagger was indeed not something that could be seen everywhere, but an extremely precious sword.
Ding Ze noticed the fat man's gaze, and because he had anticipated the problem with the knife in advance, he continued what Hu Bayi said and raised a possibility.
"Perhaps this knife of mine used to belong to the person with the same name as me?"
The fat man heard this and decisively accepted this possibility, "Yes, yes, maybe that's the case. Old Ding, your knife was taken from that Warring States tomb. Maybe that guy with the same name as you has also been there.
An ancient tomb, lost the knife, or died in it?"
Hey!
Comrade Wang Kaixuan, it’s true that I’m so kind to you. We really have a good understanding.
Yes.
At the end of the Tongtian Grand Buddha Temple, Ding Ze told Partridge Whistle that he had to do a big job first. What big job? The big job of King Lu Shang in the Warring States Period!
That Ding Ze died inside, and decades later, he was picked up by someone with the same name!
What is this called?
This is called fate.
Hu Bayi reluctantly accepted Ding Ze's explanation for the time being, and then said to Shirley Yang, "Ms. Yang, please continue."
Shirley Yang nodded and continued talking.
"On the ferry, Partridge Sentinel discovered that Ding Ze had a mark on his body. He was on his way to the ruins of Blackwater City to look for the Muchen Bead. Seeing that Ding Ze was very skilled, they hit it off and the original two-person team became three.
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"When we got off the boat, Ding Ze suggested bringing along the priest who was said to have gone to the Tongtian Buddhist Temple, and the team became four people."
Bah bah bah bah.
Shirley Yang spoke in great detail. Because it was a thrilling tomb robbing story, both Fatty and Hu Bayi listened very carefully and attentively.
Ding Ze had no choice but to pretend to be very interested, smoking while listening carefully.
As for the shady viewers in the live broadcast room...
After all, they had just watched the live broadcast of [Tongtian Grand Buddha Temple] not long ago. They all knew exactly what happened. If they heard Shirley Yang say it again at this time... it would not be wrong to say that it was not exciting at all, but
I can say it, but I don’t have much energy.
So taking this opportunity, the audience started to chirp again.
"Partridge Whistle is Shirley Yang's grandfather...I feel like I've figured out what's going on."
"When the anchor and Partridge Whistle parted, they said they would go back in a while. Obviously, it is impossible for the anchor to go back. The Partridge Whistle broke another arm..."
"According to Shirley Yang, Partridge Whistle still couldn't find the Muchen Bead in the end..."
"That should be the case. Moreover, Partridge Whistle accepted the anchor's suggestion and fled far away. He went to the United States with Father Thomas, got married, and had children."
"Wait! Wait wait!"
"Did you find a problem?"
"what is the problem?"
"As a matter of continuity, if Partridge Whistle had not lost an arm in that treasure house, with his persistence, after escaping, he would have definitely continued to search for the Muchen Bead and would not have gone to the United States with Father Thomas."
"If Partridge Whistle had not gone to the United States, there would not be Shirley Yang now!"
"Hiss! According to this, if there is a slight change in the plot of Tongtian Grand Buddha Temple, Shirley Yang will suddenly disappear?"
“…..”
Ding dong, Lao Wang next door appeared again in time, "The word (bang) is very clever and vivid, accurately describing the process of the inflatable beauty disappearing! It seems that the brother upstairs is very experienced? I wonder if you are well?"
"
A crowd of spectators said: "??????"
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Shirley Yang is still talking.
"Partridge Whistle and four others entered the Treasure Hall..."
"No one thought that the mechanism in that ancient tomb would be activated by the temperature..."
"The four people narrowly escaped death, and although they managed to escape back to the tomb passage by chance, the arm of Partridge Whistle and the foot of Monk Luochen..."
"Finally, at noon the next day, the four of them went to the hospital. Ding Ze didn't stay in the hospital for too long, so he said he still had a big job to do and left alone."
"Oh, by the way, before leaving, he borrowed Partridge Whistle's cyclone shovel and diamond umbrella."
Ding Ze: “!!!!!”
Shirley Yang, you bitch, do you even have to tell me such details?
His eyelids twitched, and sure enough, Fatty and Hu Bayi looked over again.
This is the third time.
There was a second time in the middle, and the second time it appeared was because Shirley Yang mentioned, "That Ding Ze likes to smoke very much, and he almost never leaves his mouth."
The fat man looked over for the third time, because he had just seen the cyclone shovel and diamond umbrella that Ding Ze took out not long ago. At this time, he saw his mouth moving, and he couldn't help but say.
"Old Ding, these current clues are very unfavorable to you. It's a black gold dagger, a smoker, and a whirlwind shovel with a diamond umbrella...Old Ding, I really want to believe you, but...
…”
The fat man paused, "I heard that vampires seem to really exist, wouldn't you..."
Ding Ze heard this and blew out a puff of smoke, thinking to himself, there is no other way, this is the last resort.
"Fat man, I can understand your mood, because now I feel that the Ding Ze that Miss Yang is talking about is really me!"
Change your thinking and focus on customers.
After speaking to the fat man, Ding Ze immediately said to Shirley Yang, "Ms. Yang, is there any portrait of Ding Ze in your grandfather's notes? I really want to see if this one sounds so similar to me.
What do people with the same name and surname look like?"
Hearing this, Shirley Yang shook her head and said no.
At this time, Hu Bayi spoke up, and he thought of a possibility for Ding Ze, "Old Ding, based on the time, could it be your grandfather, or something like that?"
When the fat man heard this, he decisively accepted this possibility, "Yes, I heard that there seems to be something called intergenerational inheritance? Maybe this is the case for you, Old Ding."
The words hit my ears.
Ding Ze immediately couldn't control a burst of ecstasy.
But of course, this joy must never be expressed.
So Ding Ze held a cigarette in his mouth and looked up at the sky as if thinking for a few seconds.
"It's true that my family has always been involved in the back-fighting business. It's true that my grandfather died suddenly before I was born. According to my old man, I don't even know where he died..."
"But this is too evil..."
"What is this? My grandfather went to Jingjue Ancient City? My sword once belonged to him? Then I also went to Jingjue Ancient City? Then I found his sword by mistake?"
After speaking, Ding Ze shook his head and expressed that he could not accept it.
Then, he said to Shirley Yang, "Ms. Yang, did your grandpa see that Ding Ze later?"
Shirley Yang shook her head, looking at her expression at this time...
Hehe, Ding Ze was secretly happy.
A sample with such a small level of difficulty is not a problem for me.
"Partridge Whistle waited at Monk Chen's temple for about half a year, but no one was there. He guessed that something happened to Ding Ze because of the big job he was going to do after we parted."
"After that, he gave up waiting and visited various capable people alone, trying to decipher the secrets on the tortoise shell."
"It's a pity that no one could figure it out. A few years later, he had no choice but to give up. Under the arrangement of Father Thomas, he took his family and went to the United States."
After hearing this, Ding Ze didn't say anything immediately.
This matter was about to end, and he had to find a way to bring it to a successful conclusion.
After thinking for a while, Ding Ze shook his head, "I still don't believe there is something so evil. I'll do some research when I get home later... But I feel like it's just the same name. After all, my grandfather's name is not Ding Ze...
This thing is really too evil.”
The screen goes here.
The spectators who clearly saw and heard what Ding Ze did and said...
"Anchor, you are really a terrible man, do you know that?"
"You are so damn good at acting. If I hadn't watched your previous live broadcast, I would have definitely believed it!"
"Yes, me too, anchor, I really believe in your evil deeds!"
"Anchor...who are you? Why do you feel so unfathomable?"
Ding dong, Lao Wang appears next door: "Upstairs, you used the wrong word. The anchor is a man, and it's unfathomable..."
A bunch of dumb viewers: "(ΩДΩ)!!!"
"roll!!!!"
At this moment, the local tycoon Pingyi Jinren, who had not been seen for some time, suddenly made a voice.
"Anchor, have you ever thought about a question? Partridge Whistle is no longer alive, and Monk Liaochen should be no longer alive, but Father Thomas was not too old when he was at Tongtian Buddhist Temple, and he was not injured at that time.
"
"Is it possible that he is still alive?"
"If he is alive! Then Shirley Yang just needs to find a way to take a photo of you, hehe!"