"Do you feel that this game world is a bit strange," a viewer asked.
"It's very strange. Why do I feel like this group of people...are they unprofessional or something like that? How come even a waiter can tell that they are tomb robbers who fight against each other?"
"Maybe this waiter is actually a mysterious boss!"
"The guy upstairs asked you to read less of those internet troll novels. You refused to listen. Now you're fine. Congratulations on your success in becoming a troll."
"You are just a fool, and your whole family is a fool!"
“….”
In the restaurant, it would be a lie to say that Wu Sansheng, Wu Xie, Dakui and Pan Zi were not surprised when they heard what the waiter said.
Menyoupin was still like that, eating quietly.
Ding Ze was hungry. When people are hungry, food tastes particularly delicious. Moreover, this restaurant serves pesticide-free home-cooked dishes with a very pure taste, which are inherently delicious, so he didn't bother to pay attention to Wu Sansheng and the waiter.
dialogue, anyway, the main role of this dialogue is to let the audience in the live broadcast room understand a little bit about what is going to happen next.
Ding Ze gulped down the food and turned into a cook. After a while, he finished two bowls of rice. When he was full, he put down his bowls and chopsticks with satisfaction and took out his cigarette.
A cigarette after a meal makes you feel as happy as a god.
Taking out a cigarette... Suddenly, Ding Ze thought of a question.
‘What’s Mengyou Ping’s attitude toward me now?’
After thinking about it, he decided to do a test, took out another cigarette, and handed it to the bottle of oil.
Menyouping was quietly eating with his head down. When he saw the cigarette in front of him, he raised his head without moving. He just looked at the cigarette and Ding Ze.
Ding Ze smiled and said, "Brother, would you like to take one to refresh yourself?"
Will the stuffy oil bottle pick it up?
Ding Ze wasn't sure, but he was sure that Menyouping didn't smoke, but could eat cigarettes.
Menyouping remained motionless for two seconds. Then, a picture appeared that made Ding Ze immediately happy. Menyouping reached out his hand and took the cigarette, "Thank you."
I took it, didn't smoke it, but put it into the small pocket on the chest of my coat.
Seeing this, Ding Ze smiled and gave Pan Zi and Dakui one cigarette. He saw Wu Xie looking at him with doubt in his eyes, "Wu Xie, do you want one too?"
Wu Xie shook his head, "I can't."
Ding Ze didn't force himself and lit his cigarette. Only then did he pay attention to what the waiter said to Wu Sansheng.
The waiter said: "My grandpa said that that powerful thing is still somewhere deeper in the mountain. It is a tomb of gods. Not to mention gold, silver and jewelry inside, those things are nothing compared to the treasures of gods."
When Wu Sansheng heard this, he felt excited and felt a little like chicken blood. He quickly poured the waiter a large glass of wine: "So, your grandpa has been in?"
The waiter pursed his lips and smiled: "Look what you said, my grandfather also heard it from his grandfather. I don't know when this legend was left. I heard that the immortal was sent by the Jade Emperor and became a general to help the people at that time.
When the emperor went to war, he ascended to heaven after his victory was fulfilled, and his body was buried with the treasures he used during the war. That tomb was better than the emperor's, otherwise how could he be called a god?"
The older girl waiter seemed quite happy to chat with Wu Sansheng.
Why?
Because one fact is that although Wu Sansheng is now old, in today's terms, he was a handsome boy when he was young. Now that he is middle-aged, he has become a very handsome uncle!
Then remember.
What kind of middle-aged man can be worthy of the title uncle?
You have to be rich, good-looking, and preferably have some temperament to be called uncle in a sweet voice by a young girl.
Don't think that just because you have age and nothing else, you are worthy of being called uncle... If you have nothing but age, young girls usually call this kind of person a master, or a stinker!
"In that case, there must be many people looking for this tomb?" Wu Sansheng asked nervously, "Has anyone found it?"
The waiter shook his head: "Hey, you don't know, that place is completely inaccessible now. When the mountain collapsed two years ago, that place also collapsed. What do you think happened in the mountain?"
"What? Could it be another tripod?"
"No way, I'm only telling you this, don't tell anyone else," the waiter said after taking a sip of beer, "More than a hundred heads were dug up in that place!"
“…..”
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Hearing this, the viewers in the live broadcast room, especially the female viewers, suddenly had something to say.
"Please, there was a pile of corpses not long ago, and it scared me so much. Now you are going to kill more than a hundred people..."
"You want to scare people to death, right?"
"abnormal!"
"Also, host, when you heard that there were more than a hundred heads, why did you have this kind of... murderous smile on your face?"
"Let me go, when you say that, it's true... I'm afraid this anchor's mentality is a bit dark?"
"Wait a minute! I think you're on to the point. The anchor is definitely mentally dark. Think about his performance along the way..."
"Hiss! It's scary to think about it!"
Wu Sansheng continued to chat with the waiter for a while. The waiter said everything he could before he remembered that he had to go to the kitchen to serve food and quickly turned around and left.
When Pan Zi saw the person leaving, he lit the cigarette that Ding Ze had just handed him, and then said to Ding Ze: "Master Ding, you are really not simple. When we first met, you said that our equipment is useless.
Looking at the situation now, these equipment cannot be transported in at all, you are right!"
After saying that, Pan Zi turned to Wu Sansheng. His relationship with Wu Sansheng was that of a clerk and a boss, but at the same time it was far beyond this relationship.
In short, he could joke with Wu Sansheng: "Third Master, come all the way, tsk tsk."
Wu Sansheng: "..."
Being slapped in the face again, Wu Sansheng's old face became irritated in an instant, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Pan Zi, you know nothing, this is what I call being prepared!"
Hearing this, Ding Ze thought with a smile.
You are called a dead duck with a tough mouth.
But of course, he couldn't say such words, so he just smiled.
Unexpectedly, Wu Xie actually opened his mouth and finally said what he wanted to say, "Uncle Third, I'm a little doubtful of all the awesomeness you've boasted to me over the years."
Wu Sansheng: "......."
You've rebelled! You bastards have rebelled, haven't you?
My majestic Wu Sansheng...huh?
"Dakui, what are you laughing at? Do you have something to say?" Wu Sansheng's face turned hot as Pan Zi and Wu Xie teased him one after another.
But at this time, Dakui, a professional comedian, was so bold that he laughed so hard...
Can Wu Sansheng endure it?
Of course I can’t bear it!
Then the anger poured out, and all of it was sprayed on Dakui...
Dakui was so stared at that his head was buzzing, and he suddenly felt aggrieved: "Third Master, I didn't say anything. You can't just pick on the weaklings."
Snapped!
Wu Sansheng raised his hand and slapped Dakui on the head again.
"Eat your food! And Wu Xie, you boy, when did I, your third uncle, brag about your awesomeness? Let me tell you, all the awesomeness that can be realized is not awesomeness, that is called ability!"