"Hey, who are you? What do you mean?"
Seeing Lin Changqing pull Rong Baoxiao behind him, Chen Yulou and the others were so angry that their noses were crooked. Old crooked Luo even pointed his finger at him.
"Rong Bao, you can go back, I'm here.”
Lin Changqing didn't seem to notice the gloomy faces of Chen Yulou and the others. He calmly found a chair and sat down in front of Chen Yulou.
"Little brother, what do you mean by this?”
Elder Luo walked over and reached out his hand to press down heavily on Lin Changqing's shoulder.
"Kacha!"
It was too late to say, but it was too fast.
Lin Changqing moved like lightning and grabbed Old Luo's crooked wrist. With a crack, it seemed like it was about to be dislocated.
"Damn it, it hurts…Hurry up and let go."
Old Luo's face was twisted with malevolence. He leaned his body and shouted through gritted teeth, his hand already reaching for the Burke revolver at his waist.
The expressionless Hong Nu laughed when she saw Old Crooked Luo being taken advantage of by a young man. The way she looked at Lin Changqing changed.
"Little brother, if you have something to say, talk it out.”
Chen Yulou was shocked. He waved the folding fan in his hand and hurriedly stopped Lin Changqing and Old Crooked Luo from competing.
Just now, even with his strength, he was actually unable to see Lin Changqing's attack clearly. He suddenly felt uneasy in his heart.
"Old crooked Luo, if you dare to attack me again, I will chop off your fingers.”
"Du!"
After Lin Changqing finished speaking, he took the ox horn knife from his waist and cut it on the wooden block at the side.
"I'm Chen Yulou, may I know who this little brother is?”
As soon as Lin Changqing said this, Hua Ma Guai, Hong Gu, and the others surrounded him and blocked Lin Changqing's path.
"Who I am is not important! Are you really just ordinary peddlers? You're pressing my intelligence against the ground and rubbing it against it, causing sparks to fly.”
Lin Changqing's expression was calm, as if he didn't feel any pressure at all. He stared at Chen Yulou and said word by word.
"Little brother, you really know how to joke. We're just ordinary itinerant merchants. You must be mistaken.”
Chen Yulou was also a person who had experienced great storms and waves. This kind of small scene could not scare him at all.
"Chen Yulou, the head of Xie Ling, is actually doing such a thing to fool a child. Don't you think it's beneath your status?”
Lin Changqing sneered and stared at Chen Yulou, speaking in an unquestionable tone.
"Crack!"
"Little brother, be careful with your words. Otherwise, I don't mind listening to you.”
Old Crooked Luo took out his Burke revolver and shook it, intentionally or unintentionally threatening him. However, this time, he did not dare to point it at Lin Changqing.
"Handsome Luo, put down the gun. Little brother, how did you know that I was the chief of Xie Ling? What is your purpose here?”
Chen Yulou didn't get angry when he heard Lin Changqing expose his identity. Instead, he looked at him with interest.
"I know that you came here for the Yuan Dynasty tomb in Pingshan to obtain the masterpieces inside and exchange them for silver to help the refugees. I, Lin Changqing, may not be talented, but I'm not someone who can't distinguish between good and evil. I know that helping refugees is a matter of merit. I'm willing to be your guide.”
Lin Changqing stood up and cupped his hands at Chen Yulou, his face full of righteousness.
"Deal! Little brother, I, Old Crooked Luo, am impressed by you!”
Old Luo put away his revolver, stroked his beard, and praised him generously.
Although Chen Yulou felt that something was wrong, he didn't think too much about it.
After packing up, Lin Changqing went home to inform the old farmer, then brought Chen Yulou and the others to the Old Bear Ridge.
On the road.
"Brother Changqing, how did you know that my family came here for the Yuan Dynasty tomb?”
The Flower Aunty seemed to be filled with curiosity towards Lin Changqing. She lowered her voice and voiced out the question in her heart.
"Xie Ling's chief, Chen Yulou, has tens of thousands of disciples. He is a chivalrous and righteous person…How can I not know…"
Lin Changqing knew that these people were testing his identity. Compared to the people at this moment, his skin was as thick as the Great Wall. After bragging, no one continued to ask.
While Lin Changqing and the others were on their way up the mountain, three Taoists were carrying bamboo baskets on their backs. They were like ghosts in the mountains as they quickly rushed in the direction of the mountain.
These three people were Zhe Gushao, Hua Ling, and the old foreigner. After obtaining the possibility that the Dust Bead was in the Yuan Tomb of Pingshan, the three of them rushed over without stopping.
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Lin Changqing brought Chen Yulou and the others over the mountains and ridges. After drilling in the Old Bear Ridge for half a day, they finally climbed to a cliff.
Everyone stood on the top of the mountain. They could see the mountains at a glance. The peaks were stacked, the springs were flowing, and the clouds covered the top of the mountain.
"Look, that place is Bottle Mountain.”
Lin Changqing pointed at a mountain peak in front of him and shouted excitedly to everyone.
In the middle of the mountain peaks, a tall mountain peak that looked like a huge treasure bottle stood in the middle of the crowd. A stream of water flowed down, and the surrounding shrubs were green and glistening.
In the sky, golden clouds surged and scattered colorful lights. It was like the Nine Heavens Soaring Heaven Palace, beautiful and magnificent.
"To think that there would be such a marvelous scene in the human world. The divine workmanship of nature is truly unfathomable.”
This was the first time Lin Changqing had seen this Bottle Mountain up close, and his heart was filled with shock.
"Damn it, this thing really looks like a bottle. Could it be that the pill furnace of the Grand Elder on the stage was kicked down by that monkey? Looking at the golden light, they all felt that this was a treasured land. It seemed that this was definitely the location of the Origin Tomb.”
"Deal!"
Old Crooked Luo was born poor and didn't have much ink in his stomach. He also didn't understand the situation of the earth, so he could only use the word 'proper' to replace it.
"Marshal Luo, that's treasure aura."
"A thousand feet to see the power, a hundred feet to see the shape.”
At this moment, Chen Yulou pointed at the location of the bottle mountain and took the opportunity to point out to Hong Gu and Hua Ma Guai.
"Always remember. We'll remember."
It was unknown if the two of them understood, but they both nodded.
"Rumble!"
At this moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck from the clear sky. Black clouds surged in the void, and it was as if a heavy rain was about to fall.
"It looks like it's going to rain! Little Brother Changqing, is there a shelter nearby?”
Chen Yulou looked at the dark clouds in the sky and turned to stare at Lin Changqing.
"There is a place, but I don't know if you have the courage to live there.”
When Lin Changqing saw this situation, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes. He glanced at everyone and said with a strange expression.
"Oh, tell me where it is.”
Chen Yulou's heart skipped a beat. He folded his fan and asked with a smile.
"There's a building at the bottom of the valley. It's usually used to store the dead. It's spacious and you can live there as you wish.”
"Motherf * cker, I, Old Crooked Luo, have traveled far and wide. It can be said that I came from a group of four. Isn't it just a club? What's there to be afraid of? President Chen, how about we go to the valley to gather?”
When Old Crooked Luo saw Lin Changqing finally look at him, he immediately stood up and turned into a spirited young man.
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