After staying underground for so long, it suddenly came out as if it were a world away.

The five buddies are very miserable, and this excavation has not been much, and they have been in the hospital twice.

Especially Cheng Yu and Lao Cai, one is blind in one eye, the other has a broken hand, and they don't know how to explain it to their families after they go back.

When it was handed over to Xing Jie, they were all young men. Originally, he was one of the best in the imperial capital, although his reputation was not very good, but one by one he didn't dare to say that he looked like Song Yu, but Yushu Linfeng could still be said.

But now?

Although these two bastards said it lightly, the loss in their eyes was something anyone could see.

"Brother Jie, my brothers are useless. The road behind can only be accompanied by the mouse Lao Huang and Qiu Kun, and when you return to the imperial capital, if you remember your brother, go find me for a drink. Cheng Yu's single eye exuded a gloomy look, and he looked at Xing Jie helplessly and said.

"Silly X, one of you who processes information is simply a powerless little white face. If you can't hold a knife or a gun, it's a salted fish who can only shout 666 in the rear, what kind of master is it?

I went to the hospital to rest for two days, and I came back with a fake eyeball. Who will do so much information except for your brothers? And you Lao Cai, losing a left hand won't affect you to pull the trigger and do arithmetic problems, right?" Xing Jie made a stinky face, kept muttering, and then lit a cigarette and stuffed it directly into Cheng Yu and Lao Cai's mouths.

"Brother Jie, do you mean we are still in the team?" the eyes of the two men once again exuded a look.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to the two of you, love doesn't come, as if Lao Tzu is begging you, you see how quiet people are after becoming deaf? And don't forget, this labor fee is still deducted here, tens of millions. If you don't, then I'll laugh it off. Xing Jie said shamelessly.

"Fool, Lao Tzu was only temporarily deaf at that time, and he didn't really become deaf. Brother Jie, if you dare to call me deaf again, I'll stuff the knife into your **!" Qiu Kun stretched out his hand and flicked the cigarette butt away, and said with a disdainful face.

Cheng Yu and Lao Cai were so excited that they almost cried. However, at this time, the helicopter came, and before he could say anything, he was pushed into the cabin by Ye Hao and Huang Xiaobo.

"You two should go to the hospital to see the beautiful nurse, don't be squeezed dry when you come back." Also, if you really have a particularly good-looking sister paper, don't forget to share the video, dear. Huang Xiaobo said with a smile.

Of course, it was the two middle fingers that Qi Brush stretched out in reply.

……

Watching the formation of troops marching towards the ruins, Xing Jie and the others sat on beach chairs, drinking beer with a calm face.

As if turning a blind eye to such a blatant act of taking credit.

Xing Jie's hand was raised, and a bottle of cold beer was thrown out directly, and the uncle reached out to catch the back thumb, and with a bang, the bottle cap was bounced away.

"Why are you calling me over on a hot day? Why don't you blow the air conditioner for a while?"

"Who knows what's in the room? ”

Xing Jie directly threw out the silver horn. He'd been playing with it for a while, and he didn't know much about it except that it was made of Mithril.

The length of the whole horn is about 40 centimeters, and the opening diameter is 8 centimeters. It's better to say it's a horn than a clarine. Of course, this thing is a silvery white one. However, the production is quite exquisite, the whole body is engraved with exquisite mysterious patterns, the tube body is thick, the weight is slightly heavy, but it feels very comfortable to hold in the hand.

It's a pity that this thing doesn't have a mouthpiece, so it's just an ornament, and it's impossible to use it as a musical instrument when you take it out to show off, so don't think about being able to blow it.

Xing Jie, who is not ornamental, doesn't care, his collection of things is gone, there are all kinds of strange things, and he even got a full set of bones of seraphim and demons through his relationship, so it is really nothing in multiple horns.

However, this thing was given to Xing Jie by Adams, and it was a very strange time to use that even more strange method. This made Xing Jie very unhappy.

What if my unobtrusive and cheap uncle cheats himself?

Don't say anything impossible, you must know that this thing is not your own uncle after all, and in addition, she is ruthless and black-skinned, and she can do anything!

And Xing Jie still remembers the excavation in Norway, this bastard didn't have any good intentions at that time, Xing Jie didn't care at all!

"This is the Holy Vessel of Christ, Silver Trumpet!" said the uncle after a few glances and threw it to Aunt Isabel. And the latter also looked at it over and over again before nodding.

"Isn't that the Turin Shroud, the Longinus Gun, the Holy Cross, when did a silver horn come out again?" Xing Jie immediately came to his senses when he heard this, and what he liked most was to listen to these secret things.

"That's all nonsense, of course, it may be a smokescreen released by the Holy See, in fact, there are actually only two real artifacts, the first is this silver horn. The second is the ring, well, the 'crown' made of arrowroot needles that Jesus wore on his head at the time of his crucifixion. However, it is said that the wattle ring has been lost a long time ago, but I didn't expect Adams to steal the silver trumpet, and the Pope is really going to have a big head now. What will I do with him when he is next in the papal legacy?" Aziz said with a nonchalant smile.

"I don't think you seem to have a good impression of this thing, this thing is a holy artifact anyway?" Xing Jie was a little incredulous, you must know that Aunt Isabel is a devout believer.

"It's a mutilated product, half missing, it's useless, it's more symbolic. The real effect is not as good as the trumpet you sell to the Pope. Moreover, this thing does not have a good reputation in history!

I believe you know the story of the angels blowing their trumpets, according to the instructions in the canon of the Orthodox Church and the handwritten instructions of the first pope, this is what the seven angels blew at that time. Aunt Isabel said lightly.

Before the words landed, his hand suddenly felt light. Xing Jie carefully took out a handkerchief and wiped it carefully. The focus of his expression was like stroking the stacks of red tickets. Of course, everyone present knew very well what Xing Jie would do next.

For betraying Adams, a cheap uncle, Xing Jie, this kid has no psychological burden. You don't have to think about it to know that he will immediately find the best blanket and shoot a set of high-definition videos. Then, of course, it will be sent to the black market for auction, and will the Pope be accidentally notified of the contents of the auction in the form of a mass mobile phone message?

Isn't this nonsense?

How can he earn more small money without informing that uncle? As for whether it will cause the Holy See to be unhappy? Xing Jie said that he did not have time to think too much.

And the Holy See should thoroughly investigate how this thing was lost, this is the right thing!