At this time, the entire underground palace was extremely dark, looking up, the flashlight was illuminated, and the eyes were full of Arhats looking down, and a hundred pairs of eyes were staring at Chen Pi A Si. Luo Han's pupils showed a hideous expression in an instant because of the change in light, and the atmosphere suddenly became very weird.

Chen Pi Ah Si scolded a few more bald donkeys in his heart, and said that these monks must have done it on purpose, and he couldn't care so much at this time, so he searched for a few more rounds, but still didn't find that there was a statue missing.

His heart flickered, and he slowly understood what the problem was, and the flashlight moved to the location of the white-faced arhat who had cracked his eyes.

Only this Arhat statue is obviously different from the others, and this should be the problem.

It is possible that someone knocked down one of the Arhats above, and then put the white-faced Arhat looking at the sky with the face facing upwards, which is why that Arhat is so different from the others.

Who the fuck is so boring to do this? And to be able to know exactly where he came down, and to aim the head of the statue at the place where he went down, it is impossible for someone in the industry to do it?

Could it be that he is entering the palace for the second time this time? Someone has already been here, and they put such a thing on the table to mix me with it?

Chen Pi Ah Si's flashlight shone on the fat white-faced Tiantian Arhat, and he checked the eightfold treasure letter in his hand, if it was the second time to enter the palace, why not take this thing away. It's impossible, people don't leave blank, they must have thought about it a lot, here is the trap set by those bald donkeys, so that they can think the wrong way.

Chen Pia Si eased his mind, a lot of age, after such a toss, he has reached the limit. He coughed a few times, and wanted to remove the flashlight from the arhat and take a look around to see how to go back with the least effort.

At this time, a terrifying scene happened.

At the moment when the flashlight moved away from Luohan's body, Chen Pia Si suddenly saw that his miserable white face suddenly twisted.

The flashlight moved too fast, and the scene disappeared all of a sudden, but Chen Pi Ah Si saw it really. He wasn't the kind of person who would suspect that he was wrong, and he felt his brain explode right now, and he almost sat down on the ground. He roared in the midst of the lightning to embolden himself, and at the same time flipped his hand and threw it out like an iron bullet machine gun.

He relied on the memory just now, and sent more than a dozen in a row. More than a dozen iron bullets bounced around on the top of his head, and he thought it was the monster-like white-faced Arhat who jumped down, and in a panic, he took out a box of Wang Ba that he had hidden in his early years.

He was really afraid, this gun had never been used for a few years after liberation, and he didn't dare to take it out easily, and now he took it out, knowing that it was useless and used to strengthen his courage, he was really panicked and couldn't find the north.

You said that after digging sand for decades, there are very few opportunities to encounter various zongzi, and such a scene is difficult to cope with even if my grandfather is there. Although Chen Pi Asi is a veteran in the old hands, his main experience lies in the life-and-death situation with people, and when he encounters something that is incomprehensible, he is still panicked.

In a panic, he saw the inconspicuous low stone door on the other side, it was impossible to climb up and go back from the thief cave, so let's find a way to run!

He burrowed into the low door, and inside was a stone room, and the mountain-like Dihuang Peak Nest grew from the wall, the scale was really not small, and I don't know what was originally placed in this stone room. After running a few steps, his feet were embedded in the bee bag, and all of a sudden the whole person fell into a dog and ate, and the flashlight flew out far away, and he didn't care about picking it up, so he picked up the box and rushed forward.

After the stone room is the mandao, that is, the regular entrance and exit of the underground palace, it is pitch black and nothing can be seen, he gritted his teeth and did not know what he stepped on, and finally the terrain began to rise. He ran a dozen more paces, and in the darkness he hit something headlong, and only to hear the sound of a falling crash, he had already rushed out and rolled to the ground.

The fire was blazing outside, and he stood up and looked around, and he actually crashed out of a broken wall, and it seemed that the entrance to the hidden Futu Underground Palace was actually in a wall. was surprised, several Miao people's Miao knives were already clamped around his neck, and at the same time, the things in his hand were also taken over.

Chen Pi'a's physical strength reached the limit, and he couldn't resist, so he kicked the back knee and fell to the ground. When he looked up, the few Miao young men he had deceived were holding torches around him, and the leader looked at him with a little annoyance, it seemed that they had searched around and found nothing, and had already found that they had been deceived.

Chen Pi Ah Si gasped heavily, this was not pretending, but in order to paralyze others, he aggravated his performance, and kept coughing, and the Miao people asked him questions, and he kept waving his hands, pretending that he was too angry.

Seeing that he was so tired, the Miao people looked at each other, not knowing what to do. The other Miao people were curious about where he came out, so they lit torches and probed in.

Chen Pia Si slowed down for a few minutes, and when he didn't see the monster-like white-faced Arhat chasing him out, he couldn't help but wonder. At this time, his physical strength had recovered to a certain extent, and unconsciously, he suddenly turned out an iron bullet, jumped up and snapped, and knocked all the torches to the ground in an instant.

Miao Ren was panicked all of a sudden, Chen Pi Ah Si sneered, his murderous intent had risen, and he turned out Wang Ba's box with his other hand, and wanted to kill. At this time, I heard the sound of the cold wind on the side, and when I touched it, the finger that pulled the trigger was gone.

When did Chen Pi Ah Si suffer such a loss, he was horrified, but before he could react, another cold wind followed. The last thing he saw was the calm eyes of the Miao leader and the dancing unicorn tattoo on his body. This was the last sight he saw, because in the next second, his two eyes had been blinded by a knife, and the earthen knife of the Miao leader slashed horizontally through the middle of his left eye, cutting the bone of the bridge of his nose, and slicing horizontally through his right eye, and the two eyes were scrapped at once.

When it was over, he met an expert, Chen Pia Si sighed in his heart, fell to the ground, and fainted in pain.

Lao Hai said: "Those Miao people handed over Chen Pi'a Si to the local joint defense team, and one of his comrades-in-arms who rebelled happened to be in charge of the joint defense there in those years, and saved him, so he was not shot." Later, the treasure letter was sent to the museum, and when the people there heard it, they sent someone to see it, and they didn't know if there was any result. However, when the treasure letter was opened, the last layer was not a relic, but a copper fish. He tapped on the newspaper, "No wonder, this was a thunderstorm at the time." After Chen Siye found out, he scolded loudly, saying that he had played tricks on people, and this treasure letter may have been opened by people several generations ago, and the contents were dropped. ”

I listened to Lao Hai's story at this time, and I had drunk a glass of wine unconsciously, and I was a little drifting, and asked, "What basis does he have?" ”

Lao Hai sucked the snail and said, "I don't know. Chen Pi Ah Si later became a monk and placed orders in Guangxi, but I only inquired about these things because of my old relationship, little brother. This news is not cheap, don't look at me cheaply if you have any benefits in the future. ”

I scolded and asked him what was going on with the auction in Hangzhou this time.

Lao Hai solved the last snail, smashed it in the mouth, and said: "It was a mess back then, and this fish didn't know where it went." No, someone actually put it up for auction today, and it's a common thing for me to participate in auctions, and I'm a little famous in the industry, so they sent me this brochure and an invitation. You see, this fish is on the auction list, and I saw that you were also very interested in this fish, so I got you an invitation by the way. It doesn't matter if it's useful or not, it's a good thing to go and see who wants to buy the fish. ”

As soon as I looked at the starting price, I snorted. 10 million, neuropathy will buy it. I still have two more, and if someone buys them, I don't have 20 million. The current auction house is too hype for itself, and others have to believe it.

Although Lao Hai's news is good, it is not what I want to know, and I have nothing to say for a while. We each lit a cigarette and thought about our own business, and the waiter saw that we were not leaving, and came up to close the stock. I had to ask him how his business was doing, and Lao Hai said that he also wanted to see something with me, but I couldn't see if it was sincere. I said it's better to be free, I don't plan to go to the ground again, don't mix with your old bones, so as not to drag yourself and me.

I was almost drunk with wine, and when I asked him to get the invitation, I told him to rest first. At night, Qin Haiting was clamoring to go out to play, I was the landlord, so I couldn't excuse myself, so I drove them around and had some snacks. But it was too cold, so they went back to bed early.

I drove to the house, but I didn't go upstairs, and suddenly I felt that the four walls of the house were very desolate. I haven't felt this way before, I think it's strange, could it be that these experiences have made me sang? Thinking that he also felt funny, he drove to the teahouse opened by the second uncle and ran to have evening tea.

Reading Grandpa's notes while drinking in the teahouse, thinking about what happened, I just felt that I was still confused. The main problem is that these three fish are not in the same dynasty, and the geographical location is so far apart. Regardless of the usefulness of these three fish, even the place where they were discovered, there is not the slightest clue that can be guessed.

The ancients must have a purpose in doing this thing, otherwise this battle is too big for ordinary people to afford. I thought about it and felt that the key was not to know what his purpose was, as long as he knew the purpose, there was a lot of direction to look it up.

It would be nice if grandpa was still alive, I sighed, or the third uncle is here, at least there is someone to discuss, and now I am alone, and I am really a little tired of thinking about these questions.

Suddenly I smelled a scorching smell, and when I looked down, there was a tourist map of China in the magazine I was borrowing, and I was comparing it with a cigarette while thinking about it, and subconsciously burned a hole in all three places, and it was too late for me to react. I quickly pinched the cigarette butt and looked around, but the waiter didn't notice that I was sabotaging, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although the second uncle is my relative, he is very perverse, and if he breaks his things, he will turn his face, especially the magazines here, each of which is very precious, and it is his collection, and if it is broken, he will have to tell him that it will not be more than a few years.

I pretended nothing had happened and returned the magazine. As soon as he put it down, an old man took it and stood there turning it over. I was afraid that he would find out that I was sabotaging, so I didn't dare to go far, so I fell on the sofa to the side, and when I saw the old man turn the page where I burned it, I couldn't help but sigh.

As soon as I heard it badly, he found out and was about to slip away, when I heard him laugh softly: "Who scalded out a feng shui bureau here, it's really lacking in virtue." ”