"Then Uncle Cao, what kind of clan are you talking about?"

Hearing what Cao Qing said, Yan Jun couldn't help but feel a burst of amazement in his heart, he hadn't even noticed these things, but Cao Qing, an old Jianghu, could think of this step from those extremely small places.

I have to say that in the line of inverted fighting, Cao Qing is really powerful.

"The Wu clan is just a general term, and I can't guess his true identity."

It's a pity that Cao Qing can't give an answer to Yan Jun's question.

It wasn't until the twilight was getting darker and the guys came to call them for dinner that Yan Jun and Cao Qing ended their discussion.

Looking up, the camp was already shrouded in night, and it was dark all around, except for the lights on their part, there was no movement in the entire Longquan Mountain.

"Let's go, let's go eat first."

Getting up from the ground, Cao Qing subconsciously wanted to touch the cigarette, but found that the cigarette box was already empty, and the grass under his feet was full of cigarette butts.

Unknowingly, he chatted with Yan Jun for three or four hours, but Cao Qing couldn't see the slightest tiredness on his body, but there was a bright light in his eyes.

Yan Jun brought him too many surprises today, and even he himself was a little numb in the back, especially Yan Jun's brain was active, and many times the things that came out in a flash of inspiration could help him a lot in his guesses.

The more they talked, the more speculative they became.

"I have to eat, and if we continue to talk like this, I'm afraid I can't accept it."

After chatting with Cao Qing for this time, Yan Jun gained a lot.

In the second half of the chat, the two had already jumped from the current tomb of the King of Chu to the inverted bucket, Cao Qing was experienced, and he himself was in desperate need of knowledge supplementation.

Yan Jun didn't understand a lot of things, so he had to go back and ponder them.

"Okay, Master Yan, I guess if I talk to you like this a few more times, the little water in my old Cao bucket will be emptied."

"Uncle Cao, you're too modest." Yan Jun said helplessly

With more than 30 years of experience in inverted fighting, how can it be possible to be clean in a few days after chatting, Cao Qing's self-deprecation is too distracting.

"But seriously, Uncle Cao's chat with you is really better than reading a book for ten years, no, you can't even find those dry goods in your stomach."

"Haha, Master Yan, you are a so-ber sycophant, you still need to practice."

Having said that, Cao Qing's heart was as if he had drunk wine, and he was comfortable.

"Let's go, let's eat."

The two of them walked towards the camp one after the other, but unlike in the past, the guys were not in good spirits and looked a little listless.

Yan Jun also understood that they were stimulated by the accident under the tomb during the day.

"All of them raise their heads for Lao Tzu, all the big men are as lifeless as wood, what do they look like?"

Cao Qing frowned, he didn't know how many newcomers he had brought over the years, and death was commonplace.

He also knew that the guys must be in a low mood, but now is not the time to be depressed, and mentality is the thing that is most likely to affect a person, and even cause a series of accidents.

Now it's time to get them all back together.

"How dangerous it is to go down to the grave, I'm sure each of you knows from the first day you came."

"Yan Zai is dead, I know you are uncomfortable, and I am also uncomfortable, but is it time to suffer? No! The more times like this, the more calm you have to be. ”

"Whoever wants to admit that he's a, just keep crying." Cao Qing's eyes swept over everyone fiercely, and he scolded angrily.

He knows better than anyone how difficult it is to see through life and death, but they are not pampered flowers in a greenhouse, and they don't have that kind of qualification.

Yan Tsai is dead, but who of them dares to say that he will definitely live?

Walking on the verge of death every day, it is even more necessary to get used to life and death, only in this way can they have a greater chance to live.

"Eat, rest well after eating, and tomorrow you have to go down to the tomb to work."

When they are in a trance and unsettled, they need an old Jianghu like Cao Qing to come out and wake them up in an extreme way.

Of course, it is not a blind accusation, this thing has to be stopped in moderation, if the degree is too much, it will cause the opposite effect.

Glancing at everyone, Yan Jun found that although they were still gloomy, their situation was much better than before.

I have to say that Cao Qing's old rivers and lakes are old rivers and lakes, and he can be a psychological counselor in his previous life, of course, he must first get rid of his fiery temper.

Gradually, the atmosphere in the camp began to return again.

Everyone got together to chat about some topics of interest, but Yan Jun knew that the topic between them would never be separated from women.

Yan Jun didn't go to join in the fun, but returned to the tent, thinking about the two questions that Cao Qing had raised before.

Especially the identity of the mysterious person in the mural, he seems to be shrouded in a lot of fog, which makes it impossible to see through.

The topic of the guys can't get around women, and the tomb of the king of Chu can't get around that mysterious person.

Originally, Yan Jun also wanted to use his mobile phone to check the ancient books of Longquan Mountain's generation to see if he could find some clues from them, but unfortunately the signal in the deep mountains in this area was poor.

In this way, not only did he not find the information, but Yan Jun's mentality was almost collapsed, so he simply threw his mobile phone aside, lay on the bed and went to sleep directly.

Early the next morning.

The genius Ma Ma Liang got up.

All he thought about was the mysterious man, and he woke up several times in one night, and couldn't sleep at all.

To his surprise, Cao Qing also got up, and there was a familiar figure on the side.

Three sons!

Yesterday, I sent Lao Hei down the mountain to the hospital for treatment, and made sure that Lao Hei had no big problems, leaving two guys to take care of in the hospital, and he himself rushed back overnight.

The two didn't know what they were talking about, their words were fierce, both of them were holding Luoyang shovels in their hands, and there was a lot of lime sprinkled on the grass, which should be the selected exploration point.

"Master Yan, why don't you sleep more?"

It wasn't until Yan Jun stepped forward that the two found him and stopped arguing, Cao Qing turned around and handed him a cigarette and asked.

"I can't sleep, get up and go around."

Taking the cigarette light, Yan Jun looked at them with some puzzlement and asked, "Uncle Cao, where are you?" ”

Bringing soil in the morning, this move really stunned him.

And only recently did Yan Jun realize that something was wrong with Cao Qing and An Zi, his face was extremely ugly, and he even saw a trace of fear and jealousy in Cao Qing's eyes.

Yan Jun said in his heart: What's going on?

Cao Qing is also a veteran of inverted buckets, and after decades, not to mention that he is not empty, he should also be experienced? Why does it look terrified? Why exactly?

Could it be that something has changed?

No, I'm going to ask!

In any case, I want to play this fight.