Since Third Uncle had said so, Wu Xie also wanted to take a look.
How powerful was the wisdom of the ancients?
If...
If he could even fight against such a smart ancient.
Then, he should be able to compete with Wu Jing, that little demon, right?
He thought about it.
Wu Xie turned her gaze to the tomb wall in front of her, studying it seriously and expectantly.
Ten minutes later.
Wu Xie looked at Ming who had been studying for a long time but still had no clue.
Wen.
He directly doubted his life…
"How is it, Nephew?"
"You can't solve it, can you?"
Wu Sansheng patted Wu Xie's shoulder and said with a smile,"
"It's okay. I'm just letting you try anyway.'
"I can guess that you can't solve it."
"To be honest, even I can't tell, let alone you?”
Wu Xie was dumbfounded."
"No, third uncle…"
"Since you know that I can't solve it, why do you want me to study it?”
"Hehe!"
Wu Sansheng let out a rare evil laugh.
"Only by enduring the hardships of hardship can one become a superior person.”
"I simply wanted you to remember.”
Increase your memory?
Just return it?
Was there such a way to make his nephew remember?
Are you sure…Wasn't this just for fun?
Wuxie wanted to cry.
"Haha!"
Pan Zi and Da Kui couldn't help but laugh.
It was the same when they went to the tomb with Wu Sansheng.
The latter would always think of ways to make them suffer.
And the effect of doing so was also remarkable.
Don't talk about Dakui.
At the very least, Pan Zi could now take charge of the tomb alone.
Because people could only grow faster in setbacks.
Regarding this, Wu Xie had nothing to say.
The lesson was indeed remembered.
But he was really depressed…
At this moment, Wu Jing's leisurely voice suddenly came from behind."
"Speaking of which, Nephew…"
"What's wrong, Little Uncle?"
Wu Xie turned around subconsciously.
He thought Wu Jing would say something comforting.
But…
She turned around and saw Wu Jing's face full of disgust." I say, nephew, you're already in your twenties…"
"You're not young anymore, are you?"
"I've been running an antique shop for so many years and have seen so many rubbings and ancient texts.”
"Why can't you see anything?”
Wu Jing's tone was full of disappointment.
Isn't that so?
When he saw that Wu Xie wanted to study the ancient characters on the tomb walls, he was rather excited.
He was looking forward to picking up some ancient language proficiency abilities from Wu Xie.
results
The result was obvious.
Just like the pitiful attribute point 1 that Wu Xie had dropped previously.
It's okay.
Forget about skills…
This guy didn't even let out a fart.
It was a complete waste of the little anticipation he had been brewing for a long time!
"If it wasn't Little Uncle, can you blame me?"
Wu Xie was dumbfounded."
"I'm just doing business, not specializing in ancient language!”
"It's enough to know a little. Why do you have to study it so thoroughly?”
"Can this thing be eaten?"
Wu Jing didn't know if it could be used as food.
However, he knew one thing.
He was very unhappy now.
Therefore, he could only…
Let the dog bite:
"Brother Xiaoman, go!"
"Bite me…Qin Wuxie!"
"Woof!"
Brother Xiaoman also smiled evilly when he heard that. Without a word, she pounced on him…
Wuxie: Don't come over! (Д)!!
.......
Ten minutes later.
In the dark tomb.
Wu Jing was riding on Brother Xiaoman's back with a relaxed expression.
The latter licked her big red tongue.
A look of aftertaste
As for Wuxie…
At this moment, she was hiding behind the young man's tall body.
His clothes did not cover his body.
His face was filled with resentment.
She looked like a bullied little wife.
He wiped his fair face with a handkerchief.
He couldn't help but complain,
"Third Uncle, can't you control Little Uncle?!”
"He's already bullying your eldest nephew like this…"
"Aren't you going to do anything?"
"Cough cough."
Wu Sansheng, who was in front of him, held back his laughter and said,
"I can't do anything about this!”
"Although my seniority is a little higher than Little Chen's.”
"But we can't resist the addition of Brother Xiaoman!”
"How can I care if the two of them are together?!”
"Good nephew, just bear with it…"
" Brother Xiaoman is just a dog anyway. He didn't take much advantage of you."
"Puff!" "Hahaha!"
At this point.
Da Kui and Pan Zi, who had been holding back their laughter for a long time, finally couldn't help but laugh.
It sounded.
He had lived for so many years.
This was the first time I saw a young man being taken advantage of by a dog.
Here!
It was really the first time a young lady had entered a bridal sedan chair!
After a short laugh.
The tension brought by the bloody corpse seemed to have lessened a lot.
Grave robbing mentality was very important.
He couldn't be too scared and nervous.
Just like Da Kui, he would be startled at the slightest movement of grass.
He couldn't relax too much.
If he was too relaxed, he wouldn't be able to concentrate.
Of course, he couldn't be like his little brother, who was as calm as an ancient well.
That fellow was purely bold because he was skilled.
If it was anyone else who did what he did, they would have died long ago…
The group walked along the dark tomb path for about ten minutes.
The terrain in front of them began to rise.
However, Wu Sansheng did not continue.
Instead, he stopped and looked cautious.
"What's wrong, Third Master?"
Pan Zi sensed that something was wrong.
At this moment.
His hand was already on the pistol at his waist.
If something really happened.
He would be able to attack at the first moment!
"It's fine, I found a burrow.”
Wu Sansheng took a deep breath and shone the lamp in his hand.
Not far to the right, there was an irregular circle.
The entrance of the cave appeared in front of everyone.
Pan Zi carefully went up to check."
"Third Master, this hole was dug in a hurry.
I want to fight!"
"Was it left behind by someone in front of us?”
Wu Xie said subconsciously.
"If nothing unexpected happens, yes."
Looking at the messy hole in front of him, Wu Sansheng felt as if he had something.
I miss you.
Pan Zi's analysis was right.
This hole was clearly dug from the inside out.
And it was extremely rushed.
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