Beipai Tomb Raiders Notes

Chapter 183 The Back

The small globe of Monternet kept circling, and it took 3 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 is weird...

"How to rob a tomb?"

What is this woman doing searching for this?

I heard from the old man that the Jiang family worshiped their ancestors at the old sulfuric acid factory, and I guess there should be grave bags there.

Could it be that she wants to steal her own ancestral grave...

I thought about it for a while, and immediately felt that it was impossible, let alone dare to say it out loud.

This woman definitely won't know, she is sitting next to her at the moment.

It was Xiang Yunfeng, the great apprentice of the Northern School Silver Fox King Xiansheng, who aspired to be a great tomb robber in the future.

"Grandpa, look quickly! I saw it! Sister is on Monternet again!" the child complained suddenly,

"Round round!"

The old man reached out to grab the phone, but the girl withdrew his hand and dodged it.

"you!"

The old man said angrily: "It's going to shut down again! I asked someone, and 1 yuan will be deducted for 100 minute! Don't ask me for money to refill the phone bill!"

"Leave me alone!"

"I want you to control me!" The woman suddenly roared twice.

"Stop arguing, stop arguing, it's Jinzhan." The driver asked people to get out of the car.

I pushed the car door to get her out of the car, but before I could get out, the woman kicked my leg away with a cold face, and got out sideways.

I'm holding it, it's so powerful... My legs hurt a little from the kick.

The three of them got out of the car one by one, and then walked together to Jinzhan Village in the night.

Humming a ditty, the driver seemed 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! It's all rumored by people."

I shook my head and glanced in the direction of Jinzhan Village.

Maybe it was for lighting, the old man lit the lantern again.

He held a red lantern with one hand and waved to me.

.....

Passing by Jinzhan Village, the taxi drove for another half an hour and arrived at Fu Village.

At that time, there was a big iron bucket at the entrance of Fu Village, and seeing the big iron bucket meant that we had arrived in the village.

It is late at night, everyone in the village is asleep and there are no street lights. The driver is not familiar with this place, so he slowed down, looked left and right, and said.

"Bosses, here we are."

The driver rolled down the glass, pointed to the alley ahead and said, "Go through and turn left and you will see the leather shoe store. I won't go there for the two bosses."

I said, can you wait here, and we will go back and forth.

"Well... look at such a cold day..."

"How about this, boss, you can pay me one yuan for the return trip, just give me 100 yuan, and I will stay in the car and wait for you."

I nodded, took out 100 yuan and gave it.

The alleyway in Fu Village is narrow and long. Brother Yu and I were only halfway there while flashlighting, when we suddenly heard the sound of a car starting up behind us.

I turned around and ran outside.

When I ran out of the alley, the taxi had already turned around and gone away, and all I could see was the red taillights of the car.

"Damn it! It's better than collecting money and running away!"

I angrily picked up a stone and threw it at it.

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 road the driver pointed us to was also fake!

He just didn't know where he was, and he just turned left. We walked half a circle around Fu Village, 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 [-]nd Road?

"You're here, it's late."

Just as Brother Yu and I were at a loss, a voice suddenly came from behind us.

I look back.

It was Qin Huaihu, a poet from Xi'an, standing behind me.

"You said I was about to face a catastrophe? 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 face a catastrophe."

"Come with me, I'll take you to meet someone." He left behind these words and turned around to leave.

I frowned and asked, "Who are you going to see in the middle of the night? You don't even say your name, how dare I go with you."

He turned back and said: "I hope you can trust me, if you don't have the courage to follow."

"you will regret."

"Even if you don't regret it now, wait until a certain day in the future."

"It's too late for you to regret."

It's already here, I can't just go back like this, I gritted my teeth and called Brother Yu to follow.

Qin Huaihu turned left and right, and finally brought us to the alley on the north side of Fu Village.

There were four black cars parked outside the alley, all of which were brand new Hutou Ben, and none of the four cars had a license plate.

Go in along the alley, and at the end is an old house, the door is closed, and the surrounding is dark.

The door is an old-fashioned black-painted wooden door with two rows of brass door nails. I guess it has been around for a while, probably from the time of Guangxu to the Republic of China.

Qin Huaihu stepped forward to grab the door knocker and knocked lightly three times.

After a few minutes, the old door was opened from the inside.

Qin Huaihu pushed open the door and motioned Brother Yu and me to follow him in.

After entering, there is a small courtyard with three tile-roofed houses in the East House, West House and North House. He led us to the West House.

"Please stop."

There were four bald men standing at the door of the West House. The eyes of these four men looked like knives. They were almost as strong as Brother Yu. .

Qin Huaihu bowed and said, "I was ordered by the Lord to bring the man here."

"We were not notified."

"Please stand back."

Brother Yu frowned and sized up the bald man who was speaking, and stretched out his hand to block in front of me.

"Please back off." The bald man said again with a cold face.

Brother Yu stepped forward and said with a smile: "You're really interesting, you guys called us here, but we didn't even let us in when we got there, what's the point?"

The bald man stared at Brother Yu coldly, and Brother Yu looked at him without fear, his face getting colder.

Qin Huaihu was sweating on his forehead, he wiped the sweat and said hastily, "Please inform the master that Qin Huaihu is here."

The air was scorching, no one liked it, and Brother Yu was about to have sex with the bald man, at this moment.

squeak...

The wooden door slowly opened to both sides.

The four bald men immediately bent over and backed away to get out of the way.

Brother Yu sneered and stepped in.

The furniture in the room is classical, and the sandalwood is fragrant. Although it is winter, I did hear the cry of a grasshopper.

There are four bald men guarding the house outside, and there are still four guarding the house at the moment.

These four people are tall, short, fat and thin, and their clothes are also eclectic.

In winter, there was a fat man wearing a bellyband and a vest, and he was smiling. Another man was very thin. This man had a row of gold studs on his right ear, which were pure gold, and half of his face was shining with gold.

There are also two short old men who look exactly the same and are twins.

The four of them stood in a wall, tightly protecting a figure.

I looked through the gap in the human wall and saw a touch of purple.

Behind the four is a woman.

The woman was wearing a purple cheongsam with a few white flowers embroidered on it.

She turned her back to me with her hands behind her back, and she had a bunch of thick and long braided hair on her back. The braids were so long that they exceeded her hips, and the purple cheongsam was slit at the bottom. The waist is sunken, outlining a standard S-shaped figure.

this woman...

The momentum is too strong...

So strong that I dare not look her in the eye for a second time.

She just stood behind the four of them, wearing a purple cheongsam and dragging her long braids, showing her noble air.

Qin Huaihu, a poet in Xi'an, has wild eyes.

After he came in, he knelt down on his knees with a plop, his head touching the concrete floor and he dared not look up.

I swallowed hard.

The hands and feet began to have no place to rest.