"Sleep, sleep, you will have a big job to do tomorrow!"

Zhao San yawned and went out humming a little tune, and the sick ghost and the cripple also left one after another.

turned off the lights, the room was dark, Zhang Meng couldn't fall asleep on the bed, he remembered the scene of several uncles who kept silent after occasionally saying something to themselves over the years, and remembered that Zhao San and they were a little too doting on themselves, in fact, when they were in Hong Kong, as long as they did something not too excessive, it was Zhao San and they came to wipe their butts for themselves.

Once he was greedy and got into a thief hole, when Zhao San and the sick ghost found him, he still remembers the scene of a long sigh of relief. Could it be that what they said is true, and the ghost vein in his hand is a hurdle, and he is destined to live to be twenty-three years old?

Thinking that he would set off tomorrow to find the tomb of King Guangchuan, Zhang Meng was excited, this was a great opportunity for him to explore the truth, and it was not easy to feel in the dark.

Zhang Meng didn't know when she fell asleep, and as soon as she closed her eyes, that familiar dream repeated again. The demon shrine was opened by several people, and the thing hidden inside suddenly sat up! Zhang Meng lifted the quilt with a hula, sweating profusely.

It was this dream again, he wiped his sweat, only to find that not far away stood a wet man, staring at him, whose hair and clothes were completely attached to his body, and his eyes were dull looking at this side.

"Daddy! No, my dad was killed, who are you? Zhang Meng shouted vigilantly.

Zhang Shaoye showed a strange smile, he suddenly tore open his face, revealing the miserable white skull inside, as if turning into a beast and rushing towards Zhang Meng.

Zhang Meng waved his hands and feet hoarsely, trying to drive the man away.

"Whew...... Whew......"

"It's a dream within a dream! How to dream of things is becoming more and more bizarre. Zhang Meng smiled bitterly, he wiped the sweat on his face and looked at his watch.

"Oops, it's past eight o'clock, third uncle, they've been waiting for a long time." Zhang Meng jumped up and washed up quickly, Zhao San and several of them have a common characteristic, that is, they get up very early every day, which is diametrically opposed to Zhang Meng. According to Zhao San's meaning, the most wonderful time of the day is early in the morning, and those who waste the morning are wasting their lives.

Sure enough, after Zhang Meng came out, he saw Zhao San and the bald head gathered together, sorting out a bunch of messy things, Zhang Meng walked over curiously, staring at the strange things on the table. The buckets he used to pour in Hong Kong were all those remnants that did not enter the stream and were patronized countless times, and he could go through the entire tomb with a Luoyang shovel, where could he use these complicated things.

"Folding sapper shovel, this is a German-style military product, digging mountain soil and rock speed is first-class, you see this conical groove, is a piece of hard marble top will be torn apart, this is much better than the Luoyang shovel we used back then!" Zhao San exclaimed.

"What is this?" Zhang Meng picked up a small stick with a tail finger thickness and asked curiously.

The sick ghost picked it up and threw it out, and the stick bounced on the stone wall a few times and fell to the ground, at this time it actually emitted a bright green light, although it was not bright, but it was enough to see three or four meters around.

"You don't know the essential glow sticks for the inverted bucket?"

Zhao San said with a dead face and a blank face. Zhang Meng is a complete novice, a small fight in Hong Kong, it is useless at this time, seeing Zhang Meng's unpromising appearance, even Zhao San, who has been fighting back and forth for hundreds of years, can't help but feel the pressure of the mountain.

Zhang Meng didn't notice Zhao San's dark face, he was studying those things and having fun.

"Stop......"

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, Zhao San looked at him with a sad face, a large piece of orange-red light burst out from the muzzle of the gun, and the bald heads were suddenly stunned, the strong light in front of them almost blinded them directly, and they opened their eyes wide for a long time before they gradually had an image.

"You stupid calf! Do you use a flare gun like that? If it weren't for Lao Tzu's quick reaction, these dog's eyes would be blind in your hands! Zhao San snatched the signal gun in Zhang Meng's hand and quickly bolted the gun, and then said happily.

The faces of the lame and sick ghosts are not very good, the bullets of this kind of flare gun burn at a temperature of at least more than five hundred degrees, even a piece of steel can directly burn red, if this bullet falls on them just now, they will shudder a little when they think about it.

"Isn't that unknown? Now that I know, rest assured. ”

Zhang Meng found that several people in the room were looking at him like ghosts, and he was also a little embarrassed, and he reached out to pick up an iron hook on the table out of the corner of his eye.

"Mengzai, you didn't rest well yesterday, and now you're very tired, I'll take you to the car to take a rest!" Zhao San grabbed Zhang Meng's legs expressionlessly and hung him on his shoulders, not giving Zhang Meng the slightest chance to react.

The sick man and the lame man tidied up the pile of things on the table, packed them in two military packs, and carried them on their backs.

Chen lame said: "Bald, I have worked hard for you this time, and when I return to Hong Kong, I will take credit for you in Hongye!" ”

"Uncle Chen, this is what I should do, without Master Hong, I am in the Netherworld now, I don't need to say these words again." The bald head arched his hand.

"It's just that on the side of Shangyong, Hubei, many generals and princes have been exiled before, and there are a lot of ideas there, and it is a place that the Ye family focuses on monitoring. When you get over there, Uncle Chen, you have to be more careful, although the mainland is now a society governed by the rule of law, and the Ye family does not dare to use knives and guns in a big way, but it is still very simple to make a stumbling block in secret. ”

"yes, I see."

Chen lame sighed and said, the current Ye family is not as good as fifteen years ago, almost the entire Chinese tomb robbers are firmly grasped by the Ye family. If it weren't for the fact that the things investigated this time involved the cause of Ye Ye's death, they might never set foot on this sad land again in their lives.

"Third uncle, do we have to fight with the Ye family like this? The forces on both sides are so big, it is better to cooperate together for a win-win situation than to fight for both sides! Zhang Meng said curiously, most of his affairs about the Ye family were learned from Zhao San and the others, and he was not as hostile to the Ye family as the older generation of the Zhang family.

Zhao San knocked the cigarette gun to Zhang Meng's smooth forehead, and sneered: "Hmph, cooperation? Back then, your uncle and Ye Ba were both heroes, how could they send people under the fence. Your uncle acts frankly, and Ye Ba is unscrupulous for the sake of the end, this is the biggest difference between them, your uncle has always pursued the principle of not dealing with the government, otherwise, it will be the Ye family who will roll up and leave! ”

"The third child, defeat is defeat, there is nothing to say. Besides, retreating to Hong Kong is not a good thing. The sick ghost sitting in the front seat of the car said indifferently, he was much more open than Zhao San when he rushed to Hong Kong.

"I just can't swallow this breath, the rules of the rivers and lakes, it is a coward's behavior to pull the government. I'm not ashamed of this guy, garbage, slurp! ”

Zhao San spat heavily, he didn't have a sick and open-minded mentality, all these years he was still fantasizing about one day going back to the inland and getting back the account of the year with interest.

"Meng Zai, I can tell you, the feud between the Ye family and the Zhang family is a mortal enemy, the kind that can't be solved in a lifetime, when you meet someone from the Ye family, don't leave any compassion for others, you don't know how to die when the time comes!" Zhao San glared at Zhang Meng fiercely.

Zhang Meng responded vaguely, he was not afraid of Zhao San, and he was a little sneering at Zhao San's words, what hatred could not be solved, and it was not interests that were at work, of course, he didn't dare to say these words, otherwise he would have to eat a few big chestnuts.

This dilapidated Xiali was specially bought by Zhao San, this kind of car is stable to drive, and if it is not for a particularly difficult slope, it will not bump very much. Moreover, in the mainland in this era, there are very few luxury cars, and driving this broken Xiali will not attract attention.