Tomb Robber: I am Hu Bayi’s cousin

"Huh, as soon as I came in, I heard you guys talking about me behind my back! However, I did suffer a big loss at the Tomb of King Xian, and all my brothers suffered losses. Now that I think about it, I still regret it..."

While Hu Ming was quietly watching a few people chatting away while drinking, Chen Yulou suddenly walked in with a guide stick.

He sat down next to a few people and snorted in displeasure.

"But that's right. I have to admire your feats on this trip, old blind man!"

"You dumped the tomb of King Xian. Compared with my brothers, you know better than me. It's time to rest in peace!"

"We are all straightforward people. No more nonsense. Let me toast you, Blind Man Chen!"

Blind Chen, after a few people came back from Qinling Mountains, he came to Panjiayuan, the capital, to look for Hu Ming and others, and insisted that they stay in the capital.

In the end, Shirley Yang bought a house for her grandfather's old friend and gave it to Blind Man Chen.

No, when Hu Ming and others came back from southern Yunnan, this guy came over immediately after hearing the news.

For a while, several people were chatting and laughing, talking about the past and the present under the influence of wine, and making criticisms, which made them feel uncomfortable.

From the beginning to the end, Hu Ming just said nothing, watching these people bragging with a bit of drunkenness.

After all, Hu Ming’s physical fitness is here, whether it is kidney function or liver function, they are all superhuman levels!

It’s just a few bottles of beer. Except for the taste, it’s no different from Liangbaikai!

While chatting, Hu Bayi somehow remembered the days when he served in Kunlun.

Such a big man, his eyes couldn't help but turn red when he mentioned the sad past and the comrades who lost their lives in Kunlun.

The biggest difference between Hu Bayi and others is that although he is a tomb robber, he is very real. But when you get to the bottom of it, Hu Bayi is a good man who values ​​love and justice.

This is what Yang Shirley likes about him.

Tonight, the moon is shining brightly.

…

Sijiucheng, Hu Ming's small private courtyard.

Hu Ming was like an old man, lying on a wicker chair next to the stone table in the courtyard, with a cigarette in his mouth and sunglasses covering his eyes, lazily basking in the sun.

But he was not in a good mood, because next to him Hu Bayi was lying like him, but the difference was that Hu Bayi was holding a Yang Xueli in his arms. Looking at Hu Bayi, he knew He is very comfortable now.

Hu Ming glanced at the two people beside him, feeling a little helpless. He was almost full from eating dog food every day.

Now the fat man is not very willing to stay in the yard, and he is always talking about when Shirley Yang will return to the United States.

But as Hu Ming guessed, at least in the short term, Yang Shirley will not leave Sijiu City.

After all, part of the reason is indeed because of Muchen Bead, and the other part is because of Hu Bayi...

Ahem, after all, she is a woman in love! No, even Professor Chen, who was far away in the United States, was entrusted by Shirley Yang to the nanny and medical staff at home.

"Lao Hu, is what you said that night true?"

After a long time, Yang Xueli turned over and after basking in the front and back, she lay in Hu Bayi's arms and spoke lazily.

"Huh? That's right! The corpse in the ancient tomb under the Phoenix Temple you mentioned, Lao Hu, is almost exactly the same as the figure in the mural of King Xian's Tomb..."

"Is it the altar of Kunlun Demon Kingdom..."

At this time, Hu Ming on the side frowned, with a faint tone, looking directly at the brilliance of the sun on the horizon through his sunglasses.

"Alas, we don't know when our curse will be resolved!"

The current situation is that even without Hu Ming's reminder, Hu Bayi has already remembered the past and connected the two.

The trip to Kunlun Temple and Evil Luo Haicheng has been put on the agenda by several people.

The dead head of King Xian has been sent to a trustworthy person through Yang Xueli's connections to be scanned and peeled off.

Muchen Bead has grown together with King Xian's dead head. To take it out, you need professional equipment. Unfortunately, Hu Ming and others cannot do this at all.

We can only rely on Yang Xueli's trust relationship to find trustworthy professionals.

Today is already the third day that Hu Ming and others have returned from southern Yunnan. According to their plans, they will be busy again starting tomorrow.

Now a few people can take a rest for half a day. After all, the ghost eye curse is a big stone that weighs on the hearts of Hu Bayi and others.

After all, the Muchen Bead is just one of the prerequisites for lifting the curse, and there are still troubles to follow!

"Hey, why are you all here together?"

While Hu Ming and the other three were chatting, the door to the courtyard was suddenly opened from the outside.

At first glance, it was a fat man with a big gold tooth, and a man with oily hair and pink face.

Youtou noodles?

Hu Ming looked directly at this male, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

Hu Ming has always had a good memory, and he can remember many detailed things for a long time.

What's more, the power of the bloodline rewarded by the system gave him peak human physical fitness, greatly strengthened his brain, and made his memory even better.

In Sijiucheng, not long after returning from southern Yunnan, a man with oily hair and pink noodles came to our door...

It's Dongzi! So, Lei Xianming, a "rich businessman" from Hong Kong whose ancestors worshiped the thirteen-whiskered porcelain cat and made his fortune by carrying corpses and turning over trunks, has been tricked by Mr. Chen into looking for them?

Thinking of this, Hu Ming couldn't help but curl up into a weird smile.

But then it quickly disappeared, and only Yang Xueli, who was in Hu Bayi's arms, saw this smile.

However, Yang Xueli also knew the general situation. There was a stranger present in front of her, and this future cousin's smile was directed at this stranger. It was obviously not the time to ask.

Yang Xueli just stood up from Hu Bayi's arms with a normal expression, got up and went to the room to make tea.

When Hu Bayi saw Hu Ming's appearance just now, he couldn't help but shook his head secretly and said to himself: This kid is not thinking of any bad ideas!

Hu Ba Yihe and Fatty knew that every time Hu Ming showed this expression, someone would be tricked.

"Master Ming, this is Dongzi. He said he came to see Fatty. He was entrusted by his boss to discuss antique business with Fatty."

"He wants to take us to see his boss. I thought to myself, among our brothers, apart from Da Jinya, you are the only one who knows the most about this aspect, so I want to drag you and Lao Hu to go there together. gain knowledge."

The fat man blinked at Hu Ming and Hu Bayi without leaving any trace, and said something as if he was hinting at something.

Although Fatty sometimes acts like a fool, despite his thick eyebrows and big eyes, he actually has a lot of tricks up his sleeve. When this guy comes to his door for no apparent reason, Fatty has already been wary of him.

"Antique business. Tsk, that's a bit interesting, isn't it Dongzi? Then... how about... our brothers accompany you for a while?"

Hu Ming signaled Fatty and Hu Bayi to feel at ease, and looked at Dongzi with a half-smile.

Hu Ming already knew the whole story, and Lei Xianming was not a good thing.

To be honest, Hu Ming was already thinking about it when he saw this guy.

How about after finding the "Jig Silver Eyes", how about plotting to kill the grandson?

Thinking about it, Hu Ming subconsciously pinched his hand and looked at Dongzi with an evil look.

The boss is dead, how can we still keep this bastard?

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