Chapter 695 is deeply hidden

Lao Lu poured wine and chattered: "I'm worried about the key to the coffin and your secret treasure house...... Be sure to find a safe place to hide your ......."

Cook Ma stood up slowly, patted his chest and said, "The key to the coffin...... It's hidden in the ...... ...... in my treasure trove."

Lao Lu frowned, and said anxiously: "If the treasure house is discovered by the bad guys, the key to the coffin will be difficult to keep." ”

The horse cook burped again, and came over with a drunken expression, and he had barely taken a few steps before he fell to the ground with a stumble.

Lao Lu hurriedly came over to help.

Cook Ma stood up slowly, pointed at Lao Lu's nose and laughed.

The second monk of the old Lu Zhangzhang was puzzled, and he looked at the horse cooks in a daze.

Cook Ma spoke, his tongue shortened: "Treasure trove...... ...... in the bamboo forest ...... in the pool No one could have imagined ......" He shook his fat body, and his mouth was still muttering: "No one can think of it...... Ha ha...... No one could have imagined ......."

Lao Lu's round and black face suddenly glowed, and his black face was faintly crimson. He hugged Cook Ma and said with concern: "Boss Ma, you are drunk, you need to take a good rest!"

Cook Ma's head hung on Lao Lu's shoulder, but his mouth said, "I'm not drunk...... Didn't get drunk......"

Lao Lu took his glass of wine and said with a smile: "If Boss Ma is not drunk, he might as well drink another glass." He brought the wine to the mouth of the horse cook. Cook Ma opened his mouth to drink. After only half a drink, he fell asleep groggily.

Lao Lu sneered and walked away.

The fat body of the horse cook fell on the table with a thud.

The table was knocked over, and the dishes tumbled to the floor, shattering.

The bamboo forest is silent.

Lao Lu was carrying a lamp and was walking on the path paved with blue bricks. The night is surprisingly quiet. The night wind swept through the dense bamboo forest, making a rustling sound.

A spring moon drills out of the clouds. The faint and soft moonlight spilled down. The breeze is light, and the bamboo shadows are swaying. Picturesque view. It's a pity that Lao Lu was not in the mood to appreciate it at all, and he hurriedly shuttled through the bamboo forest. Although Lao Lu has been in the Ma Chef Restaurant for a long time, he rarely comes in the bamboo forest in the backyard.

The bamboo forest in the backyard is a private forbidden place for Chef Ma, and no one dares to break in without Chef Ma's permission.

Lao Lu stepped into the bamboo forest in the backyard for the second time, the first time was a few days ago, the third black hand came, and he broke into the bamboo forest to report to the horse cook. That time, Chef Ma didn't blame Lao Lu, after all, it was an extraordinary period, and he also understood Lao Lu's mood at that time. This time, the horse cook did not stop him, for he was still lying on the floor of the hall like a dead pig.

The bamboo path leads to seclusion. The faint moonlight was blocked by the lush bamboo branches. Lao Lu held a dead wind lamp, and the dim light reflected a blurred circle of light in the dark bamboo forest. The bamboo forest is very large, covering an area of 238 acres.

Lao Lu scurried along a narrow path. On the side of the trail is a winding stream. The creek flows slowly from north to south.

Lao Lu suddenly laughed, and smiled happily, because he had guessed the direction of the bamboo forest pool.

At the end of the creek, there is a pool. The pool surface is very open, covering an area of about three or four acres.

The cold moonlight sprinkled on the surface of the pool, giving people a desolate feeling.

Lao Lu was very excited, as if he had seen countless gold and silver treasures.

"Treasure trove...... In the pool of the bamboo forest...... No one could have imagined ......."

Lao Lu remembered what Cook Ma said when he was drunk, so he circled around the pool.

The calm surface of the pool has not a single ripple, like a huge mirror. Lao Lu frowned, he really couldn't see any traces of hidden treasure here.

Is this what Cook Ma said when he was drunk? Old Luhu was suspicious, and he walked around the pool while carefully examining it. Suddenly, Lao Lu discovered a very strange phenomenon. The rocks around the pool are rough and uneven, except for the rocks at the corners of the pool, which are as smooth as a mirror, as if they had been polished by a stonemason.

Lao Lu's eyes lit up, and his heart jumped up. How could the corners of the pool be so smooth? Could it be that people often come and go from here? Could it be that the treasure house is hidden under the pool?

Lao Lu couldn't hold back the ecstasy in his heart, clenched his fists and roared: "Okay...... "Good ...... over the years, in the Ma Chef Restaurant, he swallowed his anger and sent people under the fence, and now, he has finally come to an end.

Lao Lu trembled his hands and stretched out the angry wind lamp. The dim light shines on the walls of the pool. There is a line of stone steps on the wall of the pool. The stone steps are short and narrow, allowing only one foot to step on.

Lao Lu held a lantern in one hand and climbed the pool wall with the other, and walked down the steps. The stone steps lead up into the pool.

The water of the pool was clear and shining silver in the moonlight.

Lao Lu had calmed down, and he inserted the qi death wind lamp in his hand into the crack in the pool wall.

Chef Ma's private treasure trove is most likely hidden under the pool.

Lao Lu gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed, and he slowly put his right foot into the pool.

Lao Lu just wanted to go into the water, but suddenly there was a rush of footsteps in the bamboo forest.

The footsteps are heavy and give a feeling of oppression.

Lao Lu's body was tightly pressed against the pool wall. The dim circle of light of the Qi Death Wind Lantern shone right on Lao Lu's black and round face.

In the bamboo forest, the sound of heavy footsteps still came unhurriedly.

Footsteps are getting closer.

Footsteps suddenly stopped at the corner of the pool.

At the moment when the footsteps stopped, Lao Lu's tall body suddenly rose into the sky.

The white crane soars to the sky! The harrier turns over! Mount Tai presses the top! The ordinary moves are deduced by Lao Lu.

In the hazy moonlight, a person was split in half alive by Lao Lu.

The person fell, but Lao Lu stood by the corner of the pool in a daze.

The person who was split in half by Lao Lu's palm turned out to be a clay figure made of yellow mud!

Lao Lu looked around in surprise, just now he obviously heard the footsteps, he also calculated the direction, but he didn't expect that it was a clay man!

How can a clay figure walk?

The night breeze is blowing, and it is already cool!

Lao Lu clenched his fists, and his heart beat into a ball.

Moonlight, void and faint, gives people a sense of unreality.

The yellow clay figure on the ground, although it was split in half by Lao Lu, still looks lifelike.

Lao Lu's face gradually changed, because he accidentally saw the face of the yellow clay man. The face of the clay figure is round and black, with a short beard stubble on the chin.

Lao Lu's pupils constricted. The face of this clay figure is exactly the same as Lao Lu.

Who has such a pair of skillful hands? Who is so familiar with Lao Lu? Could it be her......

Lao Lu clenched his fists, and the muscles on his face twitched violently.

Over the years, Lao Lu has had nightmares every night, and he would rather die than face that woman! Could it be that the person who came was her? The faint moonlight suddenly sent a faint figure. A woman with a disheveled hair walked over quietly. The woman's face was withered and shriveled, like a rotten persimmon that had been flattened by someone.

(End of chapter)