Cao Ying and the old thief squatted together, watching Yang Xuan and Han Shishi talk.

"I still remember when I first met Lang Jun, the old man felt that he was reluctant and regarded us as trouble. At that time, Lang Jun was like a stubborn teenager. Cao Ying's eyes were filled with relief.

The old thief rolled his eyes, "Why the trouble?" It is a man's ambition to be promoted and make a fortune. ”

Cao Ying glanced at him and said with a smile: "Yes! Get promoted and make a fortune. ”

The old thief killed people, and the people of the He family and the people of the Chun Yu clan also killed. How can he go one step further and make it his mission to rebel?

Cao Ying coughed dryly, "Tomb robbery is interesting? ”

"Of course it's interesting." The old thief said with great interest: "What kind of honor those emperors will be during their lifetime, we can only look up to them." After death, he rests in the ground like us. The moment they opened their coffins, did you know what the old man was thinking? ”

"Rich?"

"Definitely!" The old thief took a deep breath, his face was full of brilliance and disdain, "No matter how good you are, after death, you still have to rub it flat and round in the old man's hands." ”

"You ......" Cao Ying squatted over, and there was more shock in her eyes.

The old thief was angry, "The old man doesn't have that fetish." ”

Cao Ying said: "People are people, ghosts are ghosts, and people and ghosts have different paths. By the way, the old man knew that there was a good tomb, and it was rumored that there was a night pearl in it. ”

"Pearl of the Night?" The old thief's eyes were as bright as the pearl of the night, "Where is it?"

On the same day, the old thief went down the mountain on the grounds that he was going to visit his relatives.

"The old thief has relatives?" Standing outside the camp, Yang Xuan looked at Zhou Ning, who was busy inside, and felt that this sister was really kind-hearted.

A woman with a good heart must have a strong man to protect her.

Cao Ying's expression looked at ......

"Lao Cao, you look like a traitor now, you don't need makeup." Yang Xuan had a headache.

"Lang Jun is wise." Cao Ying habitually touted, "What does Lang Jun think of the old thief?" Can it be useful? ”

"This person is cunning, and his ability to observe words and emotions is unmatched, and his usefulness is not small."

"The lord is wise."

"It's called Lang Jun." Yang Xuan felt that sooner or later, Lao Cao would die because of this mouth, and there would be no place to bury.

"Yes, the old man just agreed." Cao Ying smiled dryly: "This person is good at being cunning, and bad is bad at being cunning." He was aware of our affairs, but he didn't know why, several times we discussed, the old man specially observed the old thief, he was always far away, as if hearing a word is a disaster. ”

"What do you want to say?" Yang Xuan took his hand, "Lao Cao, it's not good to sell Guanzi." ”

"Subordinates who sell off with the leader either like to show off, or look down on the leader." The green light flashes.

"Yes." The gentleman Cao stood with his hands tied, seemingly behaving in order, but there was more of a traitor in his eyes, "Lang Jun values him so much, it is his blessing, but the old man is worried that he will not enjoy this life." ”

Yang Xuan heard the breath of some traitors preparing to use poisonous tricks, and wanted to ask, but as the lord, he could only hint reservedly, "Life?" ”

"Yes, yes!" Cao Ying stroked her beard, "If you want to change your life against the sky, the only way is to rob a tomb." ”

"Whose grave?"

"Our adversary."

"Lao Cao, your traitorous aura is getting stronger and stronger." Yang Xuan felt that this was a good idea, no, it was a poisonous ploy, which made him think of casting a name.

"It's all the lord...... Lang Jun said the name last time, the old man pondered carefully, it was really a good idea, to put it mildly, Lang Jun was wise. ”

Yang Xuan stood there.

Stoned.

……

The old thief was wearing a gray shabby dress at the moment, with a slit on the side to his crotch, which was the standard common people's clothing.

He rode his horse all the way to the bottom of a mountain.

Put the horse in a valley, and the old thief went into the mountain with a bamboo cane.

The mountain roads are rugged, and you will occasionally encounter woodcutters.

"Where is the old man?" The woodcutter was a little surprised to see that he was blind and dared to enter the mountain.

The old thief pointed to the ground with a bamboo cane and gasped: "Yesterday I dreamed of a god, saying that it was a chance to enter the mountain today. ”

"Huh! It was rumored that there were dragons and phoenixes flying together in this mountain, could there really be a god? ”

Dragons and phoenixes fly together?

The old thief was secretly happy, thinking that it was indeed a treasure of feng shui.

Lao Cao, thank you very much.

He occasionally took out his compass to face the opposite direction, and the more he walked, the more remote he became.

In the evening, he stood in a valley, looking at a mountain bag halfway up his waist and smiling happily.

The compass beats carefully.

"That's it, damn, you still want to hide it?"

The old thief took out his tools and excavated.

He dug until midnight before taking a nap.

In the early hours of the morning, he did not make a fire, but ate two pieces of dry bread and continued to dig.

Dirt piled up all around, and in a small thief hole, the sound of rustling continued.

"Damn, there are stone strips on the left and right, and there is a hole in the middle, which is the handwriting of the rich and noble. And it's still covered up ......"

"By the way, if you don't cover it up, the news of the noble person's tomb here spreads, and those peers are afraid that they will flock here."

The old thief found a more spacious place and squatted down to take a sip of water.

He sat down subconsciously.

As soon as his buttocks touched the ground, the old thief squatted up.

"The host was not invited, and could not sit. It's dangerous. ”

The old thief wiped away the cold sweat, listened carefully to the movement below, and felt it again.

"It's okay, it seems that the master doesn't mind the old man going in."

Then he went down through the open hole.

The coffin was very heavy, and the old thief's cultivation almost couldn't lift the lid.

Open the lid, touch it, and I'll go.

"Rich."

There are no night pearls, but there are a lot of jade.

The old thief put the jade in the bag, closed the lid of the coffin, and threw his hand at the coffin.

"The master's family, the old man's family is poor, and he has come to borrow some money today. If not, you can make a noise. ”

The old thief's eyes purred.

After not moving for a long time, he arched his hand, "Thank you, thank you, I'll visit the door next time." ”

He found the hole and got some grass to cover the hole.

Then he sat on the edge of the small bag, opened the bag, and took out the jade to dry to get rid of the yin qi.

"What a jade pendant!"

The old thief's movements suddenly stopped.

He pointed his jade pendant to the sunlight and looked up at the row of words......

"Pure in ...... Pure in ......"

The old thief looked at the tomb and said in disbelief: "Is it the tomb of the head of the Chunyu family?" ”

"I can't!"

The old thief rushed over in a frenzy, removed the weeds that had been covered, and went into the thief's hole again.

This time, he was familiar with the road and opened the lid of the coffin with ease.

There is a book next to the skull in the coffin.

The old thief picked it up and turned the first page.

By the light of the candle, he read in a trembling voice: "Chunyu clan genealogy...... Don't forget ......"

As soon as his hand loosened, the genealogy fell to the side of the skull.

The mouth of the skull looked like it was laughing.

Grinning.

……

After Liang Jing and the others came, Yang Xuan was fine.

He spends his days wandering around the mountains, pondering with iron ore.

"Hey! What about Assistant Teacher Zhou? ”

Yang Xuan broke his foot.

"In the camp."

"Second child, help me go."

Wang Lao Er held the jerky in one hand, and easily set up Yang Xuan with the other.

"Lao Tzu is a human, not a cow, where is your special mother's frame?"

Wang Laoer's hand moved, "Oh. ”

Zhou Ning was discussing with a group of old doctors.

"Assistant Teacher Zhou, Yang Shaofu is looking for you."

Zhou Ning got up and bowed his head, and all the old doctors stroked their beards and smiled.

"Go, go, boy, girl, it's enviable!"

Zhou Ning followed the comer to the outside of the camp and saw Yang Xuan sitting on the ground, holding his ankles with both hands.

"I'm broken."

Zhou Ning squatted in front of him and held his ankles with both hands.

"Ahh

After a tragic sound, Yang Xuan felt that his feet were much better.

"I'm afraid I can't walk."

But Liang Jing and the others decided to leave today.

"You go and return to your life first, and I will raise it for two days."

Cao Ying watched Liang Jing and the others go down the mountain and said, "I don't know how many people in Chang'an City are happy and how many people are sad. Lang Jun didn't go at the moment to avoid the whirlpool. ”

"I can't avoid it." Yang Xuan held the grassroots in his mouth, feeling that this world was really strange, "More than 2,000 people have eaten bad stomachs, how spectacular." Who can do that? It is impossible to have no internal should. ”

"Those who dare to attack the Wang family are those families, or the emperor." Cao Ying sneered: "Dog eats dog." ”

"Lao Cao, the Wang family has some fireworks friendship with us." Yang Xuan felt that Lao Cao was a little floating.

"Yes."

"Cao Ying!" Someone was running and shouting, only to find out later that it was an old thief...... An old thief with a disheveled head, red eyes, and rage.

"It's an old thief." Yang Xuan waved his hand, "You go and solve it." ”

That's how good it is to be a leader, to be able to leave trouble to subordinates.

Cao Ying and the old thief found a private place to settle their grievances, and when they reappeared, Cao Ying's eyes were bruised and swollen, and one of the old thief's cheeks was swollen.

"I've seen Lang Jun." The old thief was much more respectful.

"Good job." Yang Xuan's head.

Turning around, he asked Cao Ying, "Whose grave did you pit it?" ”

"The old thief has a dead hand." Cao Ying touched the corners of her eyes and hissed inhaled, "The tomb of the head of the Chunyu family." ”

"Who's?"

"Chun Yushan's grandfather."

Chun Yushan is the most retribution, the ancestral tomb was stolen, he is afraid that he will swallow the tomb robber's mind alive. When he knew that it was the old thief's hand, Yang Xuan felt that the old thief couldn't escape Chun Yu's pursuit even if he ran into the sky.

"Lao Cao."

"Hmm."

"Be kind."

The old thief touched it and saluted respectfully, "Dare to ask Lang Jun, what is the big thing we are doing?" ”

Yang Xuan stretched out his hand, and the old thief immediately bent down and asked him to pat his shoulder smoothly.

"Our business...... The future is bright. ”

On the fifth day, Yang Xuancai took people back to Chang'an.

Outside the city gate, the staff of the Wang clan stood there with a smile, and when they saw Yang Xuan coming, they smiled and said, "I have seen Yang Shaofu, thank you this time." Lang Jun prepared a banquet at home and invited Yang Shaofu to go. ”

At this moment, the Wang family is a whirlpool.

Yang Xuan said sincerely: "It's just a little help, it's not worth it, it's not worth it!" ”

The staff invited him several times, but Yang Xuan firmly refused.

No credit.

Not gaunt.

It's rare for young people to have such an open-mindedness!

The staff couldn't help but secretly approve, but then they became worried.

The officials of the four surnames of the DPRK and China suddenly made an attack, and more than a dozen officials of the Wang family were impeached, and the evidence was conclusive. Originally, he could have been able to maneuver around, but this time Chang'an Tiegui, Wang's black pot was very hard to bear, and the emperor opened his mouth to allow it, this is the punishment, and the Wang family can only swallow the bitter water.

"Get out of the way!"

Dozens of horsemen rushed out of Chang'an City.

"Hey! The leader seems to be Chun Yushan, the head of the Chun Yu clan. ”

Someone was surprised: "He looked anxious, how did he look like his grandfather had died." ”

After a while, the news came.

"Chunyu's ancestral grave has been stolen."