Walking into the bar that could almost pierce the eardrums, Shang Biao found an empty seat and sat down.

For those who love pure cultivation, this kind of direction is to be avoided, Shang Biao did not practice deeply in the past, although it had no effect on him, but he has not been here a few times.

Therefore, I watched with great interest the hundreds of men and women on the dance floor shaking their bodies to their heart's content, waving and dancing to the popular songs.

From time to time, some groping pig hands touch a certain snow-white thigh and round buttocks, teasing those hot and sweaty beauties who show their charm.

Or maybe a delicate arm with a tiny nail and a tattoo groped over the muscular abs that were deliberately exposed.

The music weaves through the hormones that stir up, spinning and jumping, stopping to drink after exhaustion.

Not long after Shang Biao took his seat, a bewitching woman took the initiative to come up.

"Brother~, is it alone?"

"What kind of wine do you want to drink, I have a few questions I want to ask you."

I haven't eaten pork and never seen a pig run, the profession of wine trust is really no stranger to an old Jianghu like Shang Biao.

The woman was not polite, and after a while, she brought over two bottles of XO, a bottle of Remy Martin, and a bartender with a credit card machine.

Therefore, this kind of thing only exists in legends, even if it is drunk and smashes the stall, then you have to pay for the wine first.

"An ancient tomb was dug up on Guangwu Mountain, do you know?"

Shang Biao didn't take the cup handed over by the bartender, and asked directly.

This kind of woman has contact with all three religions and nine streams, and the secret information may not be known, and some things that are placed on the surface should be clear.

"Brother, you really asked the right person, and you are not the first to ask about it. In the past few days, there have been a lot of new faces like you, who are as generous as you, and they are all asking about the tomb, and I have met three or four times alone.

Before you came, a few foreigners from the magic capital came in, and it was said that what kind of experts were received by our boss personally. ”

Interesting, there are still forces outside the country, Shang Biao is becoming more and more interested in the owner of this tomb.

He took out a few bills and stuffed them into the full breasts of the escort girl, and motioned for her to continue.

"The tomb appeared after a landslide with heavy rain half a month ago, Guangwu Mountain is not a lively tourist attraction, and it has just rained, so the first to discover the tomb are a few local villagers.

Those people were also very bold, and they broke in with a torch, but they saw no one alive or dead.

When someone died, this incident alarmed the public and surrounded the ancient tomb.

It seems that those 'great immortals' with mana are folded in the tomb several times, anyway, it's quite weird.

According to some guests, the tomb has been placed under martial law within 100 meters, and ordinary people cannot enter it except for archaeological research or 'great immortals' with magical powers. ”

This is a problem, Shang Biao touched his chin and thought.

"Your boss can receive foreigners who come to archaeology, it seems that the background is not small!"

"Brother, you don't want to think about it, if the background is small, can this Ming Concubine still become the biggest bar in this S City? I won't tell you anything, no matter whether it's black or white, as long as you want to mix in S City, you have to call our boss obediently big brother. ”

"What's your boss's name, maybe I've heard of it."

"As long as you have been to S City once, you must know that our boss's surname is Han Minggang, and we are all called Brother Gang."

After the words of the wine girl, Shang Biao laughed, and it seemed that the way to enter would have to fall on this big boss Han, who everyone called his brother.

Getting the news he wanted, Shang Biao got up and walked out.

This bar was a little interesting at first, but after staying for a long time, I felt a headache.

The escort girl is happy, encountering this kind of wronged boss who neither rubs oil nor pours wine, asks a few words to earn three bottles of good wine in vain, and returning to the bar is equivalent to getting a tip of thousands of yuan with a touch of the skin of the mouth.

Walking to the street, Shang Biao found a room in the most remote of the many small hotels.

The turtle shell shook gently, looking at the hexagram, Shang Biao pinched his fingers and calculated.

As for the calculation target, it must be the big boss Han, he can't stay in the bar all night.

It is inconvenient to do it in a crowded place, Shang Biao has to pick a remote place, and he can calm the other party by showing his ability, so that Boss Han is willing to lead the way to the tomb.

Three hours later, northeast, the fifth junction. ’

After calculation, Shang Biao figured out the time and place of the other party's appearance.

Unlike people who calculate special life qualities, that kind of needle in a haystack is a needle in a haystack, and no matter how high the cultivation is, there is no way to come up with an accurate answer.

Now this kind of is very easy, especially if Shang Biao still knows the name of the other party, and he can calculate it if he is a little virtuous.

Half an hour later, Shang Biao stood at the fifth intersection pointed to by the hexagram.

Not far behind him is the entrance of a high-end community, the name of the community is very familiar, pomegranate orchard.

It seems that there is a providence in the dark that makes him return Huang Gui's cause and effect, Shang Biao didn't care about Huang Gui's original message, but now that he has arrived at the door, there is still plenty of time, and by the way, it is good to end this cause and effect, and save the future regeneration of incidents.

With a simple trick on his body, Shang Biao passed through the guards at the door, looked at the building number and found the six 402s.

After knocking on the door, a middle-aged woman opened the door defenselessly.

The security of this community is very good, otherwise Shang Biao would not have used a blindfold to avoid trouble.

"You, hello, who are you looking for?"

The middle-aged woman was startled by Shang Biao's appearance and stumbled to ask.

"I'm a friend of the old lady's dead son, and I'm passing by here to pay a visit."

Shang Biao didn't know Huang Gui's real name, so he used the vague rhetoric of the Jianghu Xiangshi.

"Oh, I didn't expect Guixi to really make a lot of good friends. Please come in, the old lady is sick again now, please bear with me later. ”

Although the middle-aged woman felt that Shang Biao didn't look like a good person, she was not the owner of this house, and the door was open, so she didn't need to offend this young man who looked very vicious.

Shang Biao walked in, and the living room was messy, and scattered clothes were thrown everywhere. The air smelled of feces and urine, and it was disgusting.

"Where's the old lady?"

Holding his breath, Shang Biao's voice became even lower.

"In the room, she usually has to be locked in the room when she is sick, you look at this living room, I didn't pay attention when I was cooking just now, and it was made like this in a blink of an eye, I have to clean it up again, her family's money is really not profitable!"

The middle-aged woman complained and led Shang Biao to the locked master bedroom.

When the door opened, an old woman with silver hair, probably fifty or sixty years old, was slumped on the ground. There was little in the room except for a bed.

"Guixi, why haven't you come back yet."

"Guixi, my mother made your favorite hand-rolled noodles, where are you!"