We're wondering what those mandrills do. But suddenly I heard the sound of "clanging" from the stone house.

There was no rhythm to the sound. It sounds noisy. It disturbs my mind. The mind is in chaos. Bursts of lightheadedness. Some are unable to stand firm.

Not much. Black and yellow smoke rose from the chimney of the stone house. And not upward. Spread and sink. and gradually spread.

I was shocked. I want to reach into my backpack and take out a gas mask or mask and put it on. But I found that my hands had not listened to me. Let my brain drive it. I couldn't move at all. It's as heavy as being filled with lead.

Even. The iron pipe in my hand also became heavy. I can't hold it anymore. Make the two iron pipes fall off the ground. The "clanging" bounce crashed into the ground. And then get out of the way.

The black-haired mandrills looked at us coldly. Raise your right arm very neatly. Slammed on the stone table. There was a neat and deafening loud noise. It's like thousands of troops marching in order.

Then. They raised their left arms neatly. Just like the one you trained. He slapped his mouth while opening his mouth and screaming. It makes a sound like that of ancient people hunting.

The black and yellow smoke does not blend with each other. Intertwined. Soon the platform was shrouded in it.

Think of what happened to us when we were caught in the black fog at the altar of the previous platform. I secretly called it "oops". But there was nothing to be done.

Not much. Zhang Yi's pistol. Shen Dali's sapper shovel. The bow and arrows of the Oniduo. and even Leng Yue's pair of iron chopsticks. One after another fell to the ground.

What kind of magic are these goddamn mandrills using? We were disarmed so easily.

In our current state. If they attack us at this time. I'm afraid we won't be able to fight back. It can only be slaughtered like meat on a cutting board.

But. The mandrills still repeat their behavior. The smoke also gets thicker and thicker in the process.

Vague. I saw it in a black and yellow mist. A black figure appears. Walking back and forth. It's like a ghost. The scene is very scary.

And those stone houses. A huge lotus-shaped stone platform. Jumping over the fire inside the light trough. It's getting more and more blurry. It's getting more and more distorted. It gradually stretches into strange lines. intertwined with each other.

My consciousness began to blur. Everything I saw before my eyes became ethereal. I just felt as if I had no flesh anymore. Only the soul is left to keep flying upward. Rubbing countless hanging coffins. Break through tens of meters of ground. Seep into the darkness of the night. Run into the endless starry sky.

This state of affairs lasted for a long time. I felt as if I had broken through the sky. Immersed in an illusory sea of clouds. Looking down on the mountains. I also saw the lights of thousands of homes.

Suddenly. I felt like my body was sinking. Falling downward. And it's accelerating.

The intense feeling of weightlessness made me feel fear that I had never felt before. I want to open my mouth to vent. But he couldn't make a sound.

Everything flew by before my eyes. I felt like my spirit was on the verge of breaking down. I can't pass out like this. But the brain is as clear as a mirror like ever.

Finally. I fell back to the ground. The soul that rises up returns to the body.

I shouted. Jumped up from the ground. Zhang Huang waved his arms in confusion. I was amazed to find that my body was able to listen to me again.

It's just that. I'm confused. Where exactly am I now?

I looked around. Suddenly stunned.

On my side. It is a row of branded clothing stores. On the other side, there is a lot of traffic. I'm full of people, right and left. But they avoided me from afar. The way I look at me is like looking at a psychopath.

This place is familiar to me. It is the pedestrian street of Changsha. And here. It was the place where I first met Zhao Ye.

I don't like shopping. But Yang Qing chose such a place for me to meet Zhao Xue, the master of Feng Shui. After she and Shen Dali brought me to this place. So I secretly went to the mall. I was left alone to embarrass in the crowd.

The sun hangs high overhead. The hot air weighed down my chest and I was short of breath.

I bought a bottle of ice soda from the mobile cart and filled half a bottle of "Goo Dong Goo Dong". A long sigh of relief. Then light a cigarette for yourself. Continue to wait impatiently. secretly scolded Shen Dali in his heart for not being a brother enough.

Then. An old voice came from behind me.

"Wu Yishu."

I hurriedly looked back. I saw an old man who was very old but had the bones of a fairy and looked at me with his hands behind his back and smiling.

"Master Zhao." I smiled. Say hello. and hurriedly took out his mobile phone. Let Yang Qing and Shen Dali come back quickly.

After the four of them met. We found an elegant café and opened a private room. Ordered something at random. Let's get down to business.

Zhao Xue came by himself. Not a lot of words. But the addiction to cigarettes is quite big. Sitting across from me smoking cigarette after cigarette. Plus me and Shen Dali. The private room immediately became smoky. choked Yang Qing coughing all the time.

I asked Yang Qing to go out for a walk by herself first. Then he began to talk to Zhao Ye about business.

"This time, the pot. For the tomb of a king of the Qin Dynasty in Shaanxi. It's not a good place to find. There is only one sentence in the local chronicles. We went to step on the point. Nothing was found. So I had to trust the relationship to find you. "I'm going straight to the point.

Zhao Ye squinted at me. A faint smile. After extinguishing the cigarette butt. He said, "Actually, I don't like you grave robbers. ”

Shen Dali was furious when he heard this. Immediately stood up. If I hadn't stopped me, I guess I might have picked up the ashtray and abused the elderly.

Zhao Ye glanced at Shen Dali lightly. His face sank. continued: "But. I'm short of money. ”

"Isn't that all there is to it?" Shen Dali muttered. Sit back in your seat.

I tried not to let my anger and disgust come out. He asked in a deep voice, "How much do you lack?" ”

Zhao Ye is not pretentious at all. Straight up two fingers. "Two hundred thousand." ”

I nodded. After thinking about it for a moment. Said to Zhao Ye: "Okay." Let's take out the stuff. After shipment. Average score per capita. If one is less than 200,000. I will make up the rest for you. Do you want to make a note. ”

Zhao Ye waved his hand and said, "Then you don't need to." But. I have two conditions. ”

He held up a finger. Said: "One. I'm just a staple. I don't fight. This is the first time I've done something like this. I hope it's the last time. ”

I gritted my teeth. Nod vigorously. Squeeze a "good" word out of your teeth.

Zhao Ye raised his second finger. Said: "Two. I really don't feel at ease with you newbies. If it weren't for the fact that you were the heir of Buddha Sun. I'm not going to come at all. So. I recommend one. ”

I nodded and gritted my teeth and asked, "Okay." You said. Who is it. I contacted him. ”

Zhao Ye said lightly: "Fat Liu." Liu Hongyu. ”