The water zombie that Fatty was talking about.
It was actually a zombie that was soaked in water.
According to common sense, seawater had a certain anti-corrosion effect. In addition, in a dark environment, it was easiest for corpses to rise.
"Then bring the black donkey hoof with you.”
Wu Xie immediately suggested.
After experiencing the bloody corpse in the palace of King Lu, he still had a shadow in his heart.
"Yes, we do. Miss Ning, you've prepared this, right?”Fatty turned to look at Ah Ning and asked.
"Yes."
"That's good. How about this? In addition to firearms, bring along a probe lamp, a dagger, a lighter, food, water, and the black donkey's hoof. When the time comes, I'll take the lead. Little Third Master and Ah Cheng will be in the middle, and you'll be in charge of bringing up the rear.”
"After all, I've experienced life and death. Don't worry, I'll leave my back to you guys.”
Fatty was quite satisfied with his arrangement.
When the few of them heard this, they had no objections. This was almost the best choice.
Seeing that they had made up their minds, Ah Ning also went to look for Boss Yu. She did not know what kind of price she had to pay, but the latter agreed to continue sending them on.
After resupplying at Yongxing Island, the fishing boat set sail again.
By the time they reached the sea area where Third Uncle had crashed, it was already the next day. The group of people had a quick meal.
Wang Cheng stood on the deck and looked around.
The weather was not bad, and the sea was calm. The deep blue water was bottomless.
The boat that Third Uncle was on disappeared.
It was unknown whether it had been blown away by the wind or had sunk in the storm.
Wu Xie and Hua Zi didn't look too good, their eyes filled with unconcealable worry.
Wu clan was relying on Third Uncle to support them now, if something happened to him, one could imagine how those people who relied on Wu clan to make a living would riot.
Uncle, who usually had a pleasant expression, would turn into a wolf without any hesitation and tear Wu clan into pieces when interests were at stake.
the old Nine Gates declined.
What were the rules?
Without the three provinces of Wu, how could Wu Xie suppress the jackals?
"Ah Cheng, let's begin."
Wu Xie sighed softly. He had always lived under the protection of his third uncle. Although he had not experienced much bloodshed, he also understood that the Wu family could live without anyone except his third uncle.
He looked at Wang Cheng with a pleading tone.
Now, he no longer treated Wang Chenghuan as an ordinary shop assistant.
On the day he returned to Hangzhou, his third uncle had talked to him late into the night in the study, telling him to be careful of the two of them.
One was the little brother, and the other was Wang Cheng.
The little brother's origins were mysterious. Even he couldn't figure out his purpose. Before he knew who his enemies and friends were, he would always be a huge hidden danger.
As for Wang Cheng, although he did not attack many times in the Lu Palace, it still made the old fox in Wusan Province suspicious.
The scene of him killing the bloody corpse was especially shocking.
"Alright."
Wang Cheng nodded.
He also wanted to enter the underwater tomb to verify his guess.
More importantly, he had to find Wang Zanghai's corpse and try his best to restore the truth of what happened back then.
He looked away from Wu Xie and took out the Dragon Seeking Ruler from his backpack.
In order not to arouse suspicion, he had already placed the Dragon-Seeking Ruler in his backpack from the system space. Otherwise, how could he explain it if it appeared out of thin air?
"Dragon Seeking Ruler?"
Fatty was an expert after all.
She recognized the ruler in his hand at a glance.
"Isn't the Dragon-Seeking Ruler a gold-looting officer?" A Ning was puzzled.
"Who said that this thing can only be used to touch gold? It's not like the era a few hundred years ago. These local masters of the southern sect can't do anything else, but we can't be blackmailed for gathering the strengths of hundreds of schools.”
Fatty curled his lips.
He even claimed to be a gold-looting officer.
In fact, he only had a gold-touching talisman from the antique market as his identity.
Ignoring the two of them, Wang Cheng placed the Dragon-Seeking Ruler in his palm and silently recited the Dragon-Seeking Art in his heart. In an instant, there was movement on the Dragon-Seeking Ruler.
The Dragon Scouting Needle in the middle kept spinning and pointing the way.
Wang Cheng had used it once in the Lu Imperial Palace and used it to discover the thief's cave from hundreds of years ago.
Now that he was using it again, he already felt like he was familiar with it.
Even though they were deep in the sea, the Dragon-Seeking Ruler was still able to locate the bottom of the sea quickly. Wang Cheng pointed at a few points and turned to look at A Ning.
"Send someone to take a look at this area of water.”
Ah Ning nodded.
Most of the people she brought with her belonged to the company's salvage team and had deep experience in deep sea operations.
Five or six frogmen quickly entered the water in the area Wang Cheng had designated.
"Ah Cheng, your Dragon-Seeking Ruler looks quite old. Is it an old item?”
While waiting for the results of their investigation, Fatty came up to him and asked curiously.
"When I went to Inner Mongolia in the past, I saw a person who also had a Dragon Seeking Ruler in his hand. He said that it was passed down from his ancestors, but the quality was far inferior to yours.”
"You play this too?"
Wang Cheng remained calm.
Fatty was definitely not as simple as he looked. On the contrary, he was meticulous and cautious. It was just that his boisterous personality made people easily misunderstand.
Otherwise, how could he have survived all these years?
"No way, I just thought it looked like it. That person told me that geomancy and surveying tombs, searching for dragons and pressing acupoints, had to be matched with an incantation. I've always heard about this matter. Tell me, is it true?”
"Dragon Seeking Art?"
Wang Cheng frowned slightly but did not think too much about it.
Similar to the Gold-Touching Talisman, the Dragon-Seeking Ruler was also a symbol of the Gold-Touching Commandant's status.
This line of work had been passed down to this day, and there were many capable people. There were definitely many people who knew the Dragon Seeking Art.
Fatty was enlightened." Yes, yes, yes. It seems to be such an incantation.”
Next, he seemed to be excited and chatted with Wang Cheng about nothing but bragging about the Yuan Dynasty battle in Inner Mongolia.
"That person's means and knowledge are not shallow. I'm just curious. Is there anyone from the Hu family in this business?”
"Which one?"
Wang Cheng's thoughts about Xunlong's results went in one ear and out the other.
However, Fatty's words still shocked him, and he looked at him in disbelief.
"Hu Clan."
"Do you still remember that person's name?"
"It's been quite a few years…Let me think, he seems to be called Hu Yitong? No, no, he's called Eighth Hu. Yes, Eighth Hu, I remember now.”
Fatty was still immersed in the past, but Wang Cheng's heart had already set off a monstrous wave.
It was actually Eighth Hu.
Didn't that mean that the world he was in wasn't a simple grave robber, but a multi-plane fusion?
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