Shiquan River Town.
In front of an empty Tibetan courtyard.
Fatty Wang and Xue Li Yang drove the off-road vehicle and rushed to the assembly point.
In the courtyard, Hu Bayi, who had been waiting for a long time, came out to welcome them as soon as he heard the sound of the car.
Beside him was an old man with slightly messy white hair, maroon skin, and a stooped figure. He looked at the guest with a kind gaze.
This person was the heaven-blessed poet that Hu Bayi had met when he was a soldier in Kunlun, Ake.
Because of the eye-catching black protective iron staff on his back, he was also known as the Iron Staff Lama.
Seeing this, Fatty Wang also hurriedly used the Tibetan language that he had just learned and said.
"Tashi Dele, nice to meet you."
Hearing this, the Iron Stick Lama nodded in greeting. Then, he pointed at the empty house behind him and asked them to stay for the night.
Hearing this, Xue Li Yang also went upstairs and placed her luggage in her room.
At this moment.
The Iron Stick llama's expression changed, and his turbid eyes looked out of the door solemnly.
Following his gaze, the sandstorm outside the door seemed to have stopped for a moment. Then, the figures of two young men quietly appeared.
One of them was dressed in a red dragon robe, while the other seemed to be covered in black clothes. They walked into the courtyard one after another.
It was Su Chen and Zhang Qiling who had rushed over!
Of course, there was also the little Purple Qilin that had shrunk into a ball and was lying on Su Chen's shoulder.
This little fellow could absorb the Qi of Heaven and Earth on its own. Placing it outside the mysterious illustrated book could accelerate its growth.
Seeing this scene.
Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang quickly greeted him with a smile.
"Little Brother Su, you're finally here.”、
"Without your hair, Heavenly Official Qiu, our Gold-looting Commandant wouldn't dare to act.”
As they spoke, they all looked at Zhang Qiling, who was silent, and felt a little scared.
"And this is?"
Su Chen nodded at Zhang Qiling, indicating that he could trust her.
Seeing this, Zhang Qiling finally opened her mouth and said her name in a hoarse voice.
"Zhang Qiling."
After being imprisoned for twenty years, he had already forgotten how to communicate normally with others.
Upon hearing this name, the Iron Stick Lama, who had an abnormal expression, suddenly had a strange look in his eyes.
He looked at Zhang Qiling faintly, but he didn't say anything. He just raised his hand and bowed!
At this moment.
Su Chen could tell that Hu Bayi and the other man were suspicious and could not help but explain.
"Don't worry, he's a companion I found, he's also from Hair Mound Sect.”
"I see. Brother Spirit Awakener, I, Hu Bayi, am honored to meet you.”
Hearing this, Hu Bayi immediately cupped his hands at Zhang Qiling to get to know each other.
Fatty Wang's large eyes turned as he joked.
"So this bro is also Heavenly Official Fa Qiu. So he and Brother Su are the adjutant. Then Old Hu and I will have another leader.”
"Zhang Qiling, right? My name is Wang Kaixuan. You can also call me Lord Fatty.”
However, regarding this…
At this moment, Zhang Qiling's gaze was like a deep pool, and she remained silent.
Upon seeing this scene, Fatty Wang, who was asking for a snub, also scratched his head sensibly. He looked at the little Purple Qilin on Su Chen's shoulder as if he was resolving the awkwardness and said with a smile.
"Brother Su, I didn't expect you to buy a small Tibetan Mastiff. The little thing looks quite unique, hehe…"
However, before he could finish his sentence.
The little Purple Qilin seemed to be angered by the fatty in front of him. It suddenly let out a low roar like an emperor's engine. The fur on its body also became darker, as if purple electricity was circling it.
Although the voice was not loud, when it reached Fatty Wang's ears, it was like thunder exploding, deafening the deaf.
In an instant, Fatty was so frightened that he trembled. He shook his head heavily, but his vision was still a little dizzy.
"D * mn, what kind of Tibetan Mastiff is this? It's too fierce!”
As he spoke, he hurriedly took two steps back with a nervous expression. He was really frightened by the little purple qilin.
However, because the little purple qilin was only roaring at Fatty, the others did not feel anything strange.
Seeing this, Hu Bayi quickly pulled Fatty Wang over and said.
"Alright, alright. Look at you. You're so scared of a little Tibetan Mastiff.”
However, seeing this scene…
The old metal rod lama behind him started to tremble. He stared at the little Purple Qilin with his murky eyes, which were filled with awe and shock.
He couldn't help but look at this mysterious young man called Su Chen in front of him, and all kinds of guesses emerged in his heart.
This was because the " little Tibetan Mastiff " in front of him was extremely similar to the Sacred Beast Purple Qilin in the hearts of the Tibetans!
One had to know that in the legends, those who had holy beasts were passed down from generation to generation by the gods…
However, at this moment.
However, the voices of Uncle Ming and the others could be heard from outside the door.
Seeing this, Fatty Wang, who had just suffered a setback, immediately became interested. He called Su Chen and Hu Bayi to a corner of the courtyard and winked at them.
"Brother Su, Old Hu, let me introduce you to the goods that stingy Uncle Ming brought.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Uncle Ming's lackey, Ah Dong, walk in with a heavy suitcase.
"Dong, Uncle Ming's lackey."
Fatty Wang faked a smile as he greeted Hu Bayi, then turned his head and commented in a low voice.
"This kid has a glib tongue and his eyes are shining with a thieving light. He's definitely not a good person.”
After saying that, a noblewoman in a wine-red mink coat, wearing gold and silver, covered her mouth and nose as she walked in.
She looked around, her eyes filled with disgust.
"Han Shuna."
Seeing this, Fatty Wang also introduced in a low voice.
"Uncle Ming found this woman. She's from the antique shop that bought our Double Jade Wall.”
"It is said that he is researching some ancient corpse.”
Hu Bayi was stunned.
"Ancient poems? Three hundred poems of the Tang Dynasty? Isn't that good?"
"No, it's an ancient corpse. The taste is quite strong.”
Hearing this, Hu Bayi's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise. He then remembered that Granduncle Ming was a corpse carrier and couldn't help but tease him.
"It's really not like a family doesn't enter a family. When the time comes, if we meet a dumpling in the tomb, let this woman study it properly.”
At this moment, a burly man stepped through the door. It was as if there were four words written on his cold square face: strangers should not enter.
Seeing this person, Fatty Wang immediately pouted and said to Hu Bayi.
"This wooden face, Uncle Ming's chauffeur and bodyguard, also known as Peter Huang, has not smiled at all along the way. It's as if someone owes him money.”
Speaking up to this point, his tone was also a little serious.
"However, this brother is not simple. Looking at his posture, he should have been a soldier before.”
Su Chen had a rough impression of these people.
However, he did not care about this. If they were obedient, it would be fine. If they caused trouble for no reason, he would not be merciful either.
Hearing this, Hu Bayi couldn't help but frown and feel a headache coming on.
"I say, there are too many people."
One had to know that these people were not like veterans like them. It was their first time entering the tomb. To put it bluntly, they were a burden.
Fatty Wang pointed outside when he heard this.
"There are still many people here. There's another one in the car outside.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
Uncle Ming, who already had altitude sickness, walked in panting.
"Brother Hu, Grandpa Fatty."
As he spoke, he forcefully raised his hand and bowed to Su Chen.
"Mr. Su."
At this moment, a timid little girl followed behind him. Her fair face was very beautiful, and her deer-like eyes looked around nervously.
He looked to be less than twenty years old.
Seeing this scene, even Hu Bayi, who had a calm personality, was a little angry. He could not help but frown at Uncle Ming.
"Uncle Ming, what are you doing? She brought a family and a child with her. Did she really think she was here for a vacation?!”
Uncle Ming was not worried at all when he heard this. Instead, his face was filled with pride.
"Brother Hu, do you know about Yin Yang Eyes?”
"Yin Yang Eyes?"
Hu Bayi couldn't help but ask.
"What Yin eyes and Yang eyes? I've never heard of them. If you do this, not to mention Brother Su, even I will definitely not agree!”
Seeing this, Uncle Ming still explained solemnly.
"Brother Hu, you might not know this, but this girl is called Ah Xiang. She's my goddaughter. Don't think that she doesn't dare to talk to people usually, but when she's in danger, she's the first to see it.”
"In other words, she can see things that we can't. She's very spiritual and has saved my life more than once.”
However, at this moment.
"Ahhh!"
A young girl's scream interrupted everyone's conversation.
Looking in the direction of the voice, he saw that the little girl Ah Xiang, who had followed Uncle Ming into the room, was looking at Su Chen and Zhang Qiling in horror. Two lines of bloody tears were flowing down her eyes!
She shouted in a trembling voice as if she had seen a monster.
"Qi…Qilin…"
"Dragon!"
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