Tomb Robber: I am Hu Bayi’s cousin

Yang Xueli helplessly glanced at the three bodies lying on the ground, then slowly walked forward, trying to help her lover up.

Why bother.

Especially Hu Bayi and Fatty, who have seen Hu Ming's impressive martial arts many times, but they still want to become serfs and sing?

What about dreaming?

"Hu Ming..." On the way back, Yang Shirley, who was supporting Hu Bayi, hesitated to speak.

"Yes, I do have a way to save Peter Huang. It doesn't cost much, just a black donkey's hoof is enough."

Hu Ming knew what Yang Xueli was thinking, nodded and said calmly.

At this time, the fat man and the lama had also stood up from the ground and followed Hu Ming.

Hu Bayi and three others also heard the words and looked thoughtful. Even the lama didn't say much.

From their interactions during this period, he could also tell that Hu Ming was not the kind of person who would do anything evil.

Even when I saw the lama rescuing the damn poachers at the Fairy Lake, I didn’t say much.

There must be a reason for being able to watch Peter Huang die.

"Lei Xianming is not a good person. His goal is indeed the crystal corpse, and he wants to dump it and sell it for money."

"Let's not talk about whether he can get the crystal corpse. Even if he gets it, don't you think he will really be satisfied?" Hu Ming said lightly.

"What do you mean, Akiko?"

Several people looked at each other. Hu Bayi seemed to have grasped something keenly and asked in surprise.

"Man will die for money, and birds will die for food. This is an eternal truth, not to mention a ruthless person like Lei Xianming?"

"Our goal is the Demon Kingdom Altar. As far as I know, there is a secret passage leading there at the bottom of the nine-story demon tower."

"Do you think Lei Xianming will really be satisfied with the value of the crystal corpse and stop here? Or are we pretending to quit there and go back another day?" Hu Ming shrugged.

"And his bodyguard used to be a pirate in the Nanyang area. He has countless blood on his hands and is extremely cruel."

"Although we are not afraid of him, we are afraid that if that grandson does something underhanded, someone will inevitably fall into his trap."

Hu Ming and the others don't have that disgusting virgin bitch. Even lamas have experienced many things and don't have that kind of fake compassion.

Hu Ming just explained it briefly and they understood.

You can only be a thief for a thousand days, how can you guard against a thief for a thousand days?

What's more, Peter Huang's death was indeed his own fault. He dug things out of other people's bags without permission that he didn't dare to touch.

Hu Ming didn't do anything, he just sat back and watched.

The most terrifying creature in the world is never a dirty thing like the ghost of a rice dumpling.

It's people! Dirty things don't have the insidious and cunning thoughts of humans.

The human heart is the most terrifying thing in the world. After thinking about this, several people shook their heads.

I originally had no feelings about Peter Huang's passing, but now I feel even more indifferent.

Maybe the appearance of Wangui last night was just a coincidence.

That night, Hu Ming did not sleep to death, but woke up from time to time and paid attention to what was going on in the city.

After midnight passed, the horrific scene last night still didn't happen, so he felt relieved and fell asleep peacefully.

Early the next morning.

The group of people got up early. At this time, the sky had cleared and the sun was shining brightly.

In the eastern sky, a golden sun rose slowly, illuminating this ancient ruins. In a short period of time, too many things had happened. For the sake of safety, the group did not set off directly to Mount Caramere. .

Instead, under the leadership of the lama, they first went to Naizhibuqing at the foot of the mountain.

Replenish necessary supplies there, find local guides who are familiar with Mount Caramere, etc.

Lei Xianming was mainly a boat operator in Hong Kong and Nanyang before, and also worked part-time as a mummy dealer.

Although his ancestor was engaged in the business of carrying corpses, the inheritance has long been discontinued. He himself knows nothing about the practice of carrying corpses.

Therefore, although he was extremely wary of Hu Ming and others, he still decided to follow a few people.

Because he knew that by himself, let alone carrying a crystal corpse, he couldn't even find the nine-story demon tower!

After all, he knew nothing about Feng Shui.

However, for the sake of safety, Lei Xianming, Han Shuna and Axiang hid at the back of the team on the way to Naizhibuqing to avoid close contact with Jiang Nan and others.

In this regard, Hu Ming and others did not say much. The lama was already old and his health was not as good as before.

The torment along the way has become a bit too much for him.

Under the dissuasion of Hu Ming and Hu Bayi, they could only agree to the good intentions of a few people with a wry smile, and promised not to follow them to the Kunlun Glacier, but to wait for their return in Naizhibuqing.

But before that, the lama was telling Yang Shirley poems about Yang Xueli along the way.

These things are really indispensable if you want to successfully achieve your goals.

However, heaven-given singers are very rare, and it was impossible to find a suitable one in a hurry, so we had to make this last resort.

However, Shirley Yang was born with a photographic memory. Even if the lama only said it once, Shirley Yang could remember most of a long poem.

This surprised the lama and shouted that this was a gift from the Buddha.

Along the way, the yak was replaced by a car, and it took more than 20 days to reach Naizhibuqing.

Hu Ming felt that most of their time had been spent on the road.

It's very annoying.

But there is no way, Western Xinjiang is too vast, and transportation is not developed these days.

Especially here in Western Xinjiang, most transportation relies on Route 11 and yaks, so the speed cannot be faster.

Hu Ming and others stayed in a herdsman's home.

Before dinner, the lama brought a man in fine clothes.

This person's name is Ji Ji, which means the first day of the lunar month in Xijiang language.

He is less than forty years old in the first year of junior high school. He is a typical Kham man, smart and capable.

He is the only person in this area who has penetrated deep into the Caramere Mountains.