Chapter 180: The Plague God Leaves

I was apprehensive, but I couldn't help it.

The person has been buried inside, and more than a dozen craftsmen are in full swing to pile up white marble.

Now, it can only be said that we can wait for the tomb to be ready.

During the small talk, I mentioned the old man and said that he seemed to see that I was using Zuo Daoran's dragon control technique.

Huang Jiu suddenly came to his senses, stood up on my shoulder and said, "Why didn't you say it earlier, now hurry up and take a look, and kill him." ”

I tilted my head and looked at it speechlessly.

Sometimes I think it's very reliable, and sometimes I think its brain circuits are not normal, and the words it says are completely out of bounds.

Let's not talk about how long it has been, and the people are gone.

Is it still possible to find it, can we beat it?

From the place where you parked at the foot of the mountain to get here, it would take 20 minutes for a normal person to break his leg.

The old man may not have been at the foot of the mountain before.

And when I got up from the coffin, it caused a lightning strike to calm my Dragon Ball's resentment, but it was only six or seven minutes.

Can he be a normal person who can appear in the mountains in such a short period of time?

I didn't say this to Huang Jiu, because it was completely like sleepwalking, shouted, and fell back on my neck softly.

I complained: "It would be nice if you were a mink, at least this way, Lao Tzu still looks like a person who can afford to wear a mink." ”

"You can pull it down, I heard that wearing a mink will only turn into a mouthful, can you compare and debate with me?" Huang Jiu was weak, as if he was dead.

Those who know think it's a pet, and those who don't know think I'm carrying a dead mouse in my waist and pretending to be a hunter.

Huangjiu and I fought for a while, and Zhan Ling called.

said that the dragon ball had been handed over to the plague god.

I hurriedly asked, "Did he make any moves?" ”

Zhan Ling said: "As soon as Hu Wenyao got the Jiao Dragon Ball, he didn't wait for me to say that he seemed to know, and left in a hurry." ”

I breathed a sigh of relief.

He left in such a hurry, he must have gone to find Hu Wenhui and them.

One more strong person, and the second uncle, they are also one more safe.

Huang Jiu was sleeping, and when he heard me talking on the phone, his eyes were squinted, but his ears were pointed.

Zhan Ling asked if she wanted to come to the mountains to pick us up again.

I told her to stay at home and watch Xiaocui, if something happens, don't do it, just run if you can, and our affairs here will be over soon.

Hanging up the phone, Huang Jiu came to his senses again, got up and squatted on my shoulder and asked, "The plague god took the Jiaolong Ball, could it be that he ran away?" ”

I couldn't help it, knocked on your head and said, "What are you thinking about every day, Hu Wenhui is his twin brother." ”

As for Hu Wenyao not asking Hu Wenhui about it, this may also be the reason.

Because the twins had sensed each other before, perhaps he also noticed that something was wrong with Hu Wenhui.

But I still didn't feel at ease, so I personally called Jin Youcai and asked him how the second uncle was doing.

Jin Youcai did not answer immediately, but asked about the cemetery.

I said it truthfully, and said that the dragon ball had been given to Hu Wenyao.

Jin Youcai said: "That's okay, you can finish the cemetery, I'll tell Han Chu about other things." Don't worry about your second uncle's affairs. ”

Just about to hang up the phone, Huang Jiu suddenly interjected and asked, "Fatty, how much did you get from this business?" ”

Without waiting for Jin Youcai to answer, Huang Jiu warned again: "You honestly confess, a golden bull carrying the dragon's lair, it is not a joke." ”

There is no doubt that Jin Youcai has benefited from this.

I'm also curious and want to ask.

After all, the Han family, a hundred-year-old family, will be very generous.

When Jin Youcai heard this, he laughed and said: "Daxian has a good eye, I have drawn a small target for this business." ”

Neither Huang Jiu nor I knew what a small goal was, so Huang Jiu asked, "Be lenient in confession, and strict in resisting." ”

Jin Youcai said: "One hundred million." But even if I give you this money, you won't dare to take it. ”

I gasped.

I didn't expect so much.

But he was not wrong, I really didn't dare to ask for so much money.

Huang Jiu said: "No wonder Han Chu calls you the God of Wealth, your kid fell into the eyes of money, and he was lucky with shit, such a thing can be encountered by you." ”

Jin Youcai said with a smile: "Touch it once in ten years, good luck, good luck." ”

Ten years ago, he took over the accident here, and I think there was a lot of pay at that time.

This kind of thing happens once in ten years, and it is enough for others to run around for a lifetime.

I asked, "Uncle Jin, why are you willing to help the Han family so much?" ”

A golden bull carrying dragon is enough to cause a sensation in the feng shui world, and it is hard to find a thousand gold.

And it's not a natural treasure, it's the result of man-made.

Even if Jin Youcai is an unpredictable prophet, I am afraid that he has paid a great price.

If there was no other reason, he wouldn't have done it.

Jin Youcai said: "The Han family is rich, but they are not unkind and unjust, you may pay little attention to the news, the Han family has been a good person for generations, take Han Chu as an example, in recent years, the donation to the mountainous area is tens of billions, like this, if you don't help him, it will be unreasonable." ”

I stopped talking.

Ten billion may be just a drop in the bucket for Han Chu.

But there are so many rich people in the world, how many people can do this?

As the old saying goes, if you are poor, you will be good alone, and if you are rich, you will help the world.

In fact, if you are poor, you will be deceived and deceived, and if you are rich, you will be arrogant and lustful.

There are very few people like Han Chu anymore.

After hearing this, I felt a lot better.

Sometimes you have something that you can't do, and others have a strong heart, so try to help this person as much as possible, and that will also have your own merit.

After hanging up the phone, I sat aside and chatted with Qian Zhong.

I promised him to go back and have an explanation, and at this time, I also told him the ins and outs.

After Qian Zhong listened, he was a little foggy.

But I believe that he can be Han Chu's housekeeper, and this should be clear.

And Han Chu is there, Jin Youcai will also have an explanation.

Around four o'clock in the afternoon, the tombstone was set.

The tomb is inlaid with white marble bricks around it, shaped like an oval, and the front is also made of white marble, which is like the door of the ancient courtyard after combination.

The carved railing is made of jade, showing luxury.

Workers wash away the dirt with water, and the white marble shines in the sunlight.

It's beautiful.

The workers were also about to lay the floor in front of the tomb, and when I saw this, I stepped forward to stop me and said, "You will do the rest of the work tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and leave the time to me now." Those who want to see it retreat away, and those who don't want to see it can leave now. ”

When the worker heard this, he was a little puzzled and looked at Qian Zhong.

After all, Qian Zhong is the one who pays the salary, I don't count if I say it.

Qian Zhong said: "Listen to Mr. Li." ”

The workers then packed up their tools and did not stay, but went down the mountain with their bags on their backs.

For them, earning money is the most important thing, and even if they are curious, there is no time to delay here.

In the end, Qian Zhong and more than a dozen bodyguards remained, and after they retreated, I took a deep breath, opened my spiritual eyes, and walked to the location where the old cow's ass was, which was more than ten meters away from the new grave, and found the right position, and the rest was a hole.

When it becomes a hole, the matter is over.