After about a few hours, I met the fat man in the store, and I hadn't seen him for a few months, he was neither fat nor thin, and he still looked obscene. At the same time, he also brought a girl about sixteen or seventeen years old with him.

"Is this ......," I asked.

The fat man smiled innocently: "My master."

I was taken aback by the fat man's words, is this the master in the fat man's mouth who taught him the art of inverted fighting? Still a girl!

The first thing I felt at that girl was that she was beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy, with long shawl hair, watery glasses, a cherry red mouth, and a cold arc slightly drawn at the corners of her mouth.

She held an iron umbrella in her hand. The iron umbrella is a common tool for tomb robbery, its skin is made of iron, invented by a tomb robber in the Song Dynasty, it can resist the poisonous arrows or poisonous snakes suddenly shot out of the ancient tomb, and it is very easy to carry. It can be seen that this girl is also a tomb robber.

She looked at me calmly, with a look in her eyes that I couldn't see, I didn't know that from now on, the appearance of this girl would make me miserable for the rest of my life.

Later, I learned that the fat man's master is called Ji Xiaozhi, who is an inverted individual customer, although he is young, he is famous in the south, and he can boldly enter and exit the tomb like a man.

A year ago, she met the fat man, and when she saw that the fat man had unicorn blood and talent, she took him as an apprentice. But as for where her craft was taught, the fat man said he didn't know it himself.

The fat man said to me that the Yingkou Fallen Dragon Pit that I was going to this time was indeed a fierce place, and the Cultural Relics Bureau sent many people to go there but there was no news, and no one could tell the danger inside.

The Yingkou Fallen Dragon Pit is in the forest at the north entrance of Wang'er Mountain, and it has now been secretly sealed off by the government, but the fat man is a person with a doorway, and he bought off the people above and told them to deliberately expose a flaw for us to enter.

In fact, the so-called flaw is the most precipitous place in the whole Wang'er Mountain, the locals call it the ghost forest, it is rumored that this is the place where the prisoners were buried in World War II, and the cry of the lonely ghost will be heard every night, and it is naturally a place where no one dares to guard.

This time, I took a few guys, including Liuzi, and went to the Ghost Forest with the fat man and Miss Ji.

It takes about three days to get from Beijing to Liaoning, and Yingkou is located halfway between Shenyang and Dalian.

The journey was very boring, and I got a little motion sickness, so I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. After a moment of trance, I was just about to fall asleep when I was woken up by the tea room that came by, and I saw him looking at me with a smile. Placing a cup of tea on the table in front of me:

"Sir, the flower tea you wanted."

I said okay, okay, you can put it there, the implication is that your mother is noisy until Lao Tzu sleeps, why don't you get out quickly?

As soon as the teahouse left, I reacted: I didn't order tea either? Everything on this train is expensive, in order to save money and pay off debts, where will I spend lavishly?

My first reaction was that this idiot was sent to the wrong place, or okay, to earn a cup of tea money for nothing, and not to drink it for nothing. Thinking of this, I raised the quilt to drink, only to find that there was a small flower folded into paper floating on top of the tea!

I looked around vigilantly, and when I was sure that no one was watching me, I picked up the paper flower, spread it out, and saw a line of words written on it: Last end of the train car, come quickly.

I didn't know what to do for a moment, but I looked at the guy and the fat man, who were sleeping, and curiosity drove me towards the end of the train.

It was already night, and there were only a few lights in the carriage, which flickered and flickered, which made me feel a little frightened.

After walking about twenty paces, I came to the end of the train carriage, which was timeless, but not locked. After thinking about it again, I pushed the door open, and the inside of the carriage was almost black, so to speak, and I couldn't see my fingers. I fumbled in my pockets, not with a flashlight, but I had already made it here, and with my curiosity, I stepped into the carriage anyway.

"Anyone?"

I shouted tentatively, but no one answered.

Wouldn't it be some little kid's prank? I was thinking about it, and suddenly I felt a cool air coming from my back, and then my neck tightened, and I felt something strangled my neck fiercely, and while struggling, I subconsciously touched it, it was a very thick hemp rope!

I can still react to this kind of thing immediately, reach out and grab the hemp rope that is strangled at the throat, and withdraw forcefully, it is obvious that the other party's strength is not as strong as mine. The rope loop was quickly withdrawn by me through a gap, and as I spoke, my head shrank down, broke free, and then I turned around and punched the other man!

The other party obviously didn't react, and was stunned by my punch, when I saw a black figure standing in front of me, he staggered backwards, and then was about to run out.

He wasn't stupid either, he didn't run where there was light, but went around the dark part at the end of the carriage.

I admit that I wasn't as fast as he was, and he was scurrying around like a monkey, barely making out the outline. There was no tea room there, and no one would notice him, so I forced him to a place where there were people, he didn't prevent it at first, and finally I forced him into a corner to know that something was wrong, seeing that I was getting closer and closer to him, and I didn't know that his tendon was twitching, so I opened the window in the carriage and jumped out!

Fuck, you're really not afraid of fucking death, this train is running so fast, the inertia of jumping down can cut a big hole in your flesh!

I hurriedly rushed to the windowsill and poked my head out to see the man sluring down the hill with a grunt.

At this time, I began to realize how this guy's back was so much like the old brute who used to plot against me in the tomb: Master Shao!

Master Shao is a member of the Buddha's Hand Society, which is the largest cultural relics smuggling organization in Beijing.

Damn, how annoying their people are, I follow them wherever I go, and hang themselves on my tree. It seems that in this search for the Fallen Dragon Pit, there are still people and horses of the Buddha's Hand Society hidden behind it.

My pressure increased in an instant, and not to mention the dangers in the Fallen Dragon Pit, the Bergamot alone gave me a headache.

I touched the strangulation mark on my neck, and I still haven't breathed yet. I didn't tell the fat man about it, went back to his place and fell asleep.