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"My life is hard, it's really hard, it's just that I took off my clothes~~~"

The minor tune of Hu Xuan was beaten to pieces in the gale without taking a few steps. On the desert of the Western Valley of the Valley of the Kings in Egypt, Fang Wen was wearing a tattered coarse cloth clothes and carrying a shovel, and was mixed with a group of local Egyptian migrant workers, struggling to shovel the sand and gravel on the ground. While working hard, Fang Wen hummed a small tune in a low voice, and at the same time complained to himself why he didn't raise his vigilance and had to be arrested.

In view of Fang Wen's excessive energy, Mr. Feng Da gave the order and asked him to participate in the work of the archaeological site. And it's the hardest front-line excavation.

Don't talk nonsense about people with high internal strength, the sun is shining overhead, the vast yellow sand nearby, and the surface temperature can be used to fry eggs. A strong wind swept by, plopping the thick yellow sand on Fang Wen's face, making his skin ach faintly. There were crumbling boulders and sand everywhere, and from the sand popped up a few pitch-black scorpions and some strange vipers, and the only green in the field of vision was a marching tent in the distance. Doing hard work in such an environment, no matter how profound Fang Wen's skills were, he felt unbearable.

"Life, it's really ~~~"

With a faint sigh, he looked at the few small overseers hired from the local area standing on the boulder with vigor and giving orders, but he had to work as a coolie here, Fang Wen felt that life was really speechless sometimes.

This time, the British Museum spent a huge sum of 8 million pounds, summoned nearly 100 famous experts and scholars to the Valley of the Kings to conduct a large-scale archaeological excavation, and signed an agreement with the Egyptian government that all cultural relics are owned by the government, and the British Museum only needs the right to research. This incident caused a great shock in the international archaeological and academic circles, and many media also sent a team of reporters to follow the whole process, and after more than a month of preparation, the excavation work finally began in the West Valley of the Imperial Valley.

More than ninety percent of nearly 100 experts and scholars are from Huamen. Hundreds of reporters, directors, cameramen, logistics, liaison and other people from dozens of media are also Tianmen's staff. Thirty percent of the migrant workers who carried out the excavation belonged to the disciples of the Egyptian branch of the Tianmen Division, and among them there was also a Fang Dashao who 'honed his mind and consumed too much energy' in it.

Coupled with the disciples of Tianmen who entered Egypt in advance and the mercenary team who were preparing to respond at the border, this time Tianmen mobilized a total of more than 30,000 people and mobilized most of their semi-dark piles in Africa, striving to hit with one blow, and must find the gods that work with the Xuanyin Heavenly Bell from the ruins of the temples of those high-hat people.

This time, except for Mr. Feng Da and his core, no Tianmen disciples knew the true purpose of their trip, and even those Tianmen disciples didn't know that a large number of high-ranking Tianmen people had come to Egypt. This is for the sake of secrecy. If the rumors are leaked this time, it will be much easier to investigate the spies.

Fang Wen was tumbling through the gravel on the ground for a while. Damn, how thick of sand and gravel have been piled up on the ruins of the temple for thousands of years? How long will this be dug up? "My beauty, my sports car, my food and wine! Master, you don't have to do it so absolutely, do you? I'm like this group of Egyptian monkeys who nibble on bread and drink raw water every day? God, I don't want to live. It's only been two days, and I'm tanned like an African aunt. ”

Glancing angrily at the row of green marching tents. What a good equipment, air conditioning, water trucks, various drink tubes, and even sunscreen oil provided. Fang Wen saw two tall white men hanging from world-renowned archaeologists lying on beach chairs, applying sunscreen to their tanned breasts.

“Fuck！ They are just outer disciples! That's too bad, isn't it? ”

An angry shovel stabbed the ground fiercely, Fang Wen transported three percent of his true qi in it, and the shovel was more than two feet deep in the ground.

A crisp 'ding' sound came from the ground, and several small overseers nearby immediately turned their heads keenly and shouted loudly.

A large number of people rushed out of the tent, pretending to be experts, pretending to be scholars, pretending to be professors, and pretending to be a team of reporters. They all showed the excitement and excitement they should have performed, and rushed over with shouts.

A hole was quickly dug out of the place where Fang Wen was standing just now, revealing what had been hit by Fang Wen's shovel. It was a fist-sized copper bowl with an intricate and beautiful pattern. But Fang Wen's shovel slashed the copper bowl into two pieces, and the broken ballast was brand new, shining brightly in the dazzling sunlight.

Several experts and scholars who really didn't know the purpose of this trip looked at Fang Wen angrily. In their opinion, this is a crime, this is murder! Fang Wen has destroyed a work of art of great value! This is a naked crime. Several gray-haired old men roared angrily, rushed to Fang Wen and scolded him.

"Gentle, gentle! It's as gentle as you help a woman take off her clothes! Don't you understand what kind of chill it is? Look what you've done! An old man put his face in front of Fang Wen and howled hysterically: "Look at this pattern, look at this workmanship, look at the symbols on it!" My God! This is unprecedented! You, you, you ruined it! ”

Fang Wen looked at the old face close at hand, and muttered in a low voice: "Hymen sewing and repairing can also be used as a new one, a copper bowl, isn't it enough to find an electric welder?" ”

Several old men looked at Fang Wen blankly, their fingers trembling and pointing at Fang Wen, and suddenly they fell to the sky. They are not disciples of Tianmen, they have not cultivated internal strength, and under the agitation of qi and blood, they will fall. A middle-aged man with blond hair pointed at Fang Wen and scolded loudly: "You, you've been expelled!" I've received my wages for the past few days, get out of here! You, you, I'm going to sue you in your local court! ”

After a while, several old men were carried to the tent for first aid, and no one paid attention to Fang Wen for a while.

Fang Wen cheered with a smile on his face, jumped up and ran away. He muttered, "I was fired by you, and I have nothing to do with Ben Dashao." Oops, relief! Wine, beauty, I'm coming! Ha, ha, ha! ”

Two hours later, Fang Wen returned to Cairo in a helicopter. He took a good shower in the room, comfortably ate a long-lost meal of wine and food, and sighed contentedly. Although he had only been working on the construction site for two days, Fang Wen felt as if he had lived a lifetime.

"It's easy to go from simplicity to luxury, it's difficult to go from luxury to simplicity, the ancients didn't lie to me." Lying on the luxurious soft bed with his stomach patted his stomach, Fang Wen sighed in a low voice. "When Lao Tzu was in Beijing, although he was not very poor, he was not very rich, and he gambled with his life, and there were few when he won. Where is it like now? The wine is not wine, but silver with white flowers! ”

Satisfied, he crossed Erlang's legs and hummed a few times, and Fang Wen suddenly heard his door being pushed open.

Straightening up his upper body, Fang Wen silently looked at Feng Yuan who walked in quietly, and after a long while, he lazily raised his hand to greet him: "Senior brother, okay!" "He instinctively hates Feng Yuan, just as Feng Yuan instinctively hates him.

Feng Yuan stared at Fang Wen and didn't speak for a long time.

Fang Wen frowned, patted his chest lazily, and sneered: "Da Shao, I'm not a beauty, what are you looking at me for, senior brother?" Could it be that you are also interested in men? ”

Feng Yuan grinned and nodded lightly, "Senior brother is right. ”

"!" Fang Wen scolded, hurriedly jumped up and grabbed his shirt, covered his exposed chest, and frowned: "Don't fucking disgusting people, let's say something straight." ”

Feng Yuan squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, and said lightly: "You colluded with the people of the Dragon Gate." ”

Feng Yuan stared at Fang Wen indifferently, watching the change in his demeanor.

How do you know that Fang Wen's skin is as thick as the bark of an old oak tree, and he doesn't pay attention to Feng Yuan's bluffing like this. While dressing neatly, he shouted nonchalantly: "Lao Tzu colluded with the people of Longmen!" Lao Tzu colluded with the protector of Dawei Monastery, the most mysterious holy place in the Longmen Liberation lineage, and he was Lao Tzu's old friend. What's the matter, you're not convinced? ”

Raising his middle finger and comparing it to Feng Yuan, Fang Wen sneered presumptuously and arrogantly: "Lao Tzu has colluded with the people of Longmen, you say, what should I do." Are you going to clean up the portal? It's up to you? The middle finger was fiercely pointed at Feng Yuan, and Fang Wen, who had a habit and bad character in Beijing City, gave full play to his scoundrel face. He forced a few steps forward, clasped his hands in front of his chest, moved desperately with one foot, tilted his head and sneered: "You clean me up?" You're cleaning me up, huh? It's up to you? ”

Thumbs up to himself, Fang Wen sneered: "Senior brother, I respect you~~~ But don't try to make trouble with me." If you don't accept it, Lao Tzu pulls half of the wind department out, you pull half of the secret wind department out, and Lao Tzu and you are single! ”

"Fuck you." Feng Yuan was so angry that he smoked, and cursed Fang Wen angrily in his heart. Use half of the wind control department and half of the secret wind department? Can he figure it out? Can he say it?

There was not the slightest expression fluctuation on the perfect face, and Feng Yuan said lightly: "Master asked you to go to his room." After saying that, Feng Yuan turned around and left.

"." Fang Wen wiped the cold sweat that suddenly oozed from his forehead. "If you lose your life, you don't lose the fight, if it weren't for the fact that Lao Tzu also broke out in Beijing back then, and saw a little scene, you wouldn't be scared to death today?"

"Hmph, Lao Tzu colluded with Longmen? You guessed it right! Glancing fiercely at Feng Yuan's heart, Fang Wen suddenly thought of the secret plan he had received in the woods outside the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang. He said coldly: "If you can use such vicious means to frame yourself and kill Lao Tzu, guess it, it's just Lao Tzu's three senior brothers." Non-toxic no husband, hum! Damn, what is the contact information that Long Shao gave me? Can you report to the Dragon Gate through the Secret Wind Department? Lao Tzu can do it too! ”

Vicious thoughts came out of Fang Wen's heart one after another.

Everything that Tianmen planned had nothing to do with Fang Wen, this guy who was full of the aura of the Second Ancestor in his bones, and he was bent on eliminating his potential threat. What is the overall benefit of Tianmen? A gangster who doesn't know how to learn, do you expect him to understand this?

Feng Yuan quietly walked back to his room, quietly closed the door, quietly stripped off his clothes, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and slowly walked into the bedroom.

On the bed in the bedroom was a black girl struggling desperately with wire. The girl's mouth was gagged, and her pretty face was full of horror and despair.

Feng Yuan walked to the window with a smile, gently stroked her neck, and whispered, "Can you understand my words?" Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I am a very gentle person. ”

Reaching out to grab his lower body, Feng Yuan gently crushed the girl's neck with his other hand.

He reached ** in just a few seconds.

At the moment of squirting, he said with a hideous face: "Fang Wen, little junior brother... You will know the fate of provoking your brother ... Soon, you'll be able to see that hellish despair. ”

Fang Wen walked into the living room of the suite where Mr. Feng Da lived.

Mr. Feng Da was sitting on the sofa, playing with a copper bowl that was divided into two pieces, and when he heard Fang Wen's footsteps, Mr. Feng Da raised his head with a gloomy face and glared at Fang Wen fiercely.

Fang Wen raised his hands in resignation, knelt on the ground and shouted, "Master, I have repented!" I regret it! I understand my mistake! I shouldn't use True Qi when excavating monuments! I was wrong, I was really wrong, who knew that thousands of years ago Egypt would have counterfeit products? I was just a gentle shovel and it cracked. I decided to search all over Egypt to find the descendants of the workers who made this bowl and destroy their gates! ”

Mr. Feng Da only felt that a mouthful of stuffy blood was tumbling in his heart, with his such good cultivation and such advanced qi cultivation skills, he almost wanted to vomit blood.

His fingers trembled slightly, and Mr. Fengda pointed at Fang Wen and smiled helplessly: "You... You... That's it, in the next few days, you are not allowed to leave the master for half an inch, and the master will teach you to do things one by one. You, you, you're going to be angry, fourth. Don't waste your Wind Spirit Body! ”

"Not allowed to leave half a foot?" Fang Wen looked at Mr. Feng Da helplessly, his tongue was very slippery, and he said something that made Mr. Feng Da explode instantly.

"Then, does it mean that when you are a prostitute, Master, I must also observe and learn from the sidelines?"

With a terrible sound of breaking the air, Fang Wen was blasted away by Mr. Fengda's whip leg, shattering the wall of the room headlong, breaking through the other wall of the corridor outside, and rushing into the room of Mr. Yueda on the other side.

"Help~~~ Master is going to kill me~~~Help~~~"