Chapter 13: The Treasure That Was Contested
"Yang Xiuyuan!"
Without warning, I opened my eyes and saw Pei's face magnified several times.
“……”
Looking at each other, my mind went blank for a moment.
"I'm finally alive." Pei pursed his lips and did not speak.
"I thought you didn't sleep to death, Uncle Zhao asked me to take you first." Watching Pei Mali packing his luggage, I was stunned for a while.
I rubbed my temples, and the dream was still so vividly engraved in my mind.
"Uncle Zhao, what about them?"
"Uncle Zhao and Li Wen are going to return the things to the tomb owner, let the two of them go first." Without much explanation, Pei threw the huge package on me.
"I haven't washed my face and brushed my teeth yet." Pei unceremoniously picked me up and threw me into the bathroom.
I scratched at my hair that had become a chicken nest and began to wash up with some irritation.
In the morning, there is usually no one, and the receptionist at the front desk is resting on the table for a while.
"Check out!"
The knuckles flexed slightly, and he tapped on the tabletop.
Half an hour later, Pei and I left the hotel.
"Where to go now?" I couldn't help but ask, you can't just wander around aimlessly, right?
Pei glanced at me with disgust, and he pointed ahead.
"We're home, you know?"
I fell to the ground in a decadent state: "I really can't walk." The inhaled air slashed his throat hotly.
"It's coming soon, do you see that?" Pei pointed to a dilapidated house in the distance, "We'll wait for Uncle Zhao and them there." ”
I jerked my head up, then my face turned pale, and I got up and ran without saying a word.
"Hey, you fucking slow down!" Pei threw his backpack aside for some unknown reason and chased after him.
I leaned against the door and breathed a sigh of relief, finally able to rest as I was about to die of exhaustion.
"Did I say there's a ghost chasing you behind you? As for running so fast. Pei put the bag on the shabby chair, and the whole person was almost exhausted.
At that moment, I seemed to hear someone hurrying through the door. I poked Pei with my elbow and stood up sharply.
"There seems to be someone out there."
Pei frowned, this is the suburbs, this is their base, few people come here, or is it Uncle Zhao that they are back?
Pei and I glanced at each other, and both quietly came to the back of the door, Pei vigilantly took out the pistol and clinged to himself......
"Passengers and friends, please pay attention, the bus to Nanchong is about to arrive, please check your belongings carefully......"
He pinched his eyebrows and tried not to fall asleep. Since yesterday in the ruined temple, I was frightened by Li Wen and them, and now my heart is still difficult to calm down.
I slowly opened my eyes, and it took a few seconds for the sensations in my body to regain. Because of the cold, I had to wrap up several layers of coats and look sickly at them.
"I said, Yang Xiuyuan, your body can't afford to toss." Li Wen still seems to have a soft spot for scolding me.
I don't know if it's a problem of not adapting to the conditions, but I sneezed several times as soon as I got out of the car.
"Haven't you been okay yet?" Uncle Zhao also seemed a little puzzled.
I shook my head and rubbed my itchy nose unconcernedly, "Where are we going now?" ”
"Tomb Search" Uncle Zhao spread out the notes in his hand, and a bunch of small cards fell one after another. On the card, there are bewitching and colorful women, who look extremely erotic.
"That bunch of people just shoved it into me." Uncle Zhao put the pile of small cards into his pocket expressionlessly.
"Chongguo was one of the four powerful regimes in the Sichuan Basin at that time (Ba, Shu, Chong, Tho), and Nanchong was named Nanchong because it was located in the south of Chongguo." Uncle Zhao pointed to an address on the note and explained to us.
"Let's go and rest for the night first, and find out the information."
I sat in the antechamber for a while when someone pulled open the curtain and walked in. As soon as he entered the door, he began to shout: "Lao Zhao! You're finally willing to come! ”
I was a little surprised, and then realized that he might know Uncle Zhao. Either way, it came at the right time.
I slowly stood up and wanted to take a walk outside to digest it.
"What's wrong Xiaoyuan, it's like a wooden pestle there, haven't you cleared up your brain yet?"
The man who had just come in looked at me in surprise.
What is more than changing the face is changing the sky, this God's face changes faster than a three-year-old child.
I was lying on the chair in a daze, the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was blowing all over the building, the trees on both sides of the road were blown to the side, I closed the window, and the sound of their discussion came from time to time.
This old man is Zhao Li's old friend on the road, and he is older than Uncle Zhao. It is said that the inheritor of the Yin and Yang family, since he met me today, has been sighing at my fate.
When I arrived at Old Man Zheng's house, it was almost night.
"Did you find the dragon's eye?"
Uncle Zhao shook his head, his expression was serious and a little regretful.
"This time I came mainly because of it, and I heard that everyone was looking for it." Uncle Zhao took the cigarette and lit it.
I sat by the window and listened to what they called code words.
"The big boss of the Bai family paid 100 million yuan and hired a group of people to find it, and I think you know the result." Then, Old Man Zheng lowered his voice: "Now the white and the underworld all want this thing, as for who ......" The latter words were not finished, but some of the meanings were not clear.
I looked at Pei who was sitting on the sofa in wonder and quietly kicked him.
"What are you looking for?"
Pei shook his head, in fact, he didn't know the specifics. Although Zhao Li is his adoptive father, this person is very scheming, and he usually won't talk to him about this kind of big thing.
I sighed.
"Little brother, do you have any tricks up your sleeve?" At some point, Old Man Zheng suddenly turned the topic to me.
"Me?" I didn't seem to react yet, after Pei kicked me.
"Neither do I." Scratching his head in embarrassment.
Seeing this, the man didn't embarrass me much, but looked at Uncle Zhao: "Old Zhao, this is a rare good seedling." ”
I turned my head and glanced at the men, frowned and straightened my back solemnly, ignoring them.
The development was beyond my expectations, and somehow all the topics started to revolve around me. I feel like a cabbage in the market, being watched and commented on by others.
Suddenly, there was an instant silence, and no one spoke, as if they could only hear their own breathing. It went on like this for two or three minutes, just when I wanted to say something to break the awkward atmosphere.
"Lao Zhao, have you really thought about it, maybe it's not here at all." Old man Zheng said earnestly.
"Damn, hearsay or not, since you are suspicious, then you have to come, and you must find out."
Looking at Uncle Zhao's gaze, I really couldn't think of what it was that could make so many people fall so far.