Tomb Raider: The Young Captain Mojin

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening that everyone returned to the shore of Daqingchi Lake with a lot of harvest on their backs, and got into the dense forest.

Wu Sanye had already arranged for a follow-up, a phone call was made, and thirty brothers arrived in haste.

They will cross the Tianshan Mountains again and return to China by another road.

This time, they did a big deal that they never even imagined before, enough for the Wu family to prosper for dozens or hundreds of years.

It has been a week since I returned to Hangcheng.

This time, the Wu family has gained a lot and made a lot of money.

To be on the safe side, Mr. Wu discounted the shares of Lisa, Huba, Sun Kaixuan, and Maya, and gave each of them a large sum of money, enough to pay off their debts, and to have enough food and drink for the rest of their lives.

Wu Sihua was not interested in money, but Wu Sanye still gave him and his younger brother, the same percentage as the blind man, which didn't take advantage of him.

Mr. Wu was not in a hurry to sell the things brought back from Genghis Khan's tomb. He wanted to operate them well and sell them at a good price, and spend the rest of his life relying on these things like dirt.

Wu Sihua's life was extended by 20 years, and he was no longer in a hurry to go to the grave to find Muchen Bead.

The main reason was that he had no goal and didn't know where to find the divine orb to lift the curse.

Ten years passed by.
Wu Sihua has also grown from a child of more than nine years old to a young talent with a height of 1.8 meters [-].

The little brother left alone eight years ago, and the fat man also left. I don't know where they went.

Mr. Wu was old, he washed his hands in the golden basin, retired from the body, and no longer made a living in fighting.

Even Wu Xie was married and had children, and moved out of the Wu family manor.

At the age of 18, Wu Sihua also moved out of the Wu family manor and lived alone in his own big house.

He has plenty of money, and the money given to him by the old man and Mr. Wu is enough to live his life without any worries.

Wu Sihua was thinking about Muchen Bead all his heart, and he would go out to find Muchen Bead's whereabouts every holiday these years, but he still failed to do so.

Fortunately, he still has ten years to live, so he can slowly search for it.

University life is colorful and boring.

For Wu Sihua, going to school is a kind of torment.

Compared with going to school, he prefers to haunt deep mountains, old forests, and cold ancient tombs, looking for the legendary Muchen Bead.

On a summer night, at three o'clock in the morning, the ghost city of Hangzhou.

Both sides of the road are filled with a dazzling array of goods, including antiques that are difficult to distinguish between real and fake, various daily second-hand goods, and of course there are also habitual thieves selling stolen goods.

Wu Sihua was walking in the ghost market, wanting to find a better compass for tomb robbers.

Walking to a middle-aged stall, Wu Sihua pointed to a semi-old compass on the ground.

"Uncle, how do you sell this compass?"

The middle-aged man smoked a cigarette and picked up the compass from the ground.

"Three thousand. This is an old product passed down from the Republic of China, with an authentic rosewood chassis."

Wu Sihua curled his lips, and tilted his head to look at the so-called rosewood compass by the light.

"Grandpa, you can really fool me. It costs 3000 yuan just for this thing. I really want it. Tell me the real price."

The middle-aged man spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth and rolled his eyes.

"Boy, the things are here, asking you for three thousand is not high. If you can't afford it, go play as soon as possible."

Wu Sihua chuckled, but was not angry.

"Uncle, I really want to buy something because I saw something good. I have to ask for a bargain."

"Boy, let me tell you, this thing is left by my grandparents, it's a real good thing"

Wu Sihua sighed lightly, and got up slowly, this thing is not worth three thousand.

"It's a good thing, but it's too expensive. I'll give you 2000 yuan. If you sell it, I'll buy it."

Although Wu Sihua is rich, he is used to thrift and has to bargain for everything he buys.

The middle-aged man waved his hands and shook his head like a rattle.

"Not for sale. Not for sale. The minimum is two thousand eight"

Wu Sihua walked from the north end of the ghost city to the south end, took out a cigarette and lit it, exhaled a big smoke ring, and murmured, "It's so difficult to buy a decent compass."

Just as Wu Sihua was sighing, he suddenly felt someone stabbed him, and then there was a whisper.

"Little brother, I have something good here, come and have a look."

Wu Sihua looked towards the speaker through the somewhat dim street lights.

The person next to him looked about 30 years old, and there was a faint smell of earth from his body.Although he was dressed like a dog, his slightly cunning face made people uncomfortable.

Wu Sihua glanced at the man who was smiling all over his face, and his triangular eyes were squinted so he couldn't see his eyes.

"I don't need it, you can find someone else, thank you"

Wu Sihua turned around and wanted to leave, but the man opened his backpack and placed it in front of Wu Sihua's avatar.

"Little brother, since you want to buy a compass, you must like this thing. If you miss this village, there will be no such shop."

"Why are you like this, and eavesdropping on other people's conversations?"

"Little brother, don't misunderstand me. I happened to pass by and listened to it. To tell you the truth, my stuff is pretty good, and there is no righteousness in buying or selling it. You have to look at the stuff first before talking about it."

Hearing what the man said was so mysterious, Wu Sihua was also a little moved.

"You've been talking for a long time, but what is it? I don't have much money"

The man opened the opening of the backpack again and took a photo with a strong flashlight.

"Look, this is a good compass, an old object of some years. It is absolutely fine workmanship."

The closer the man got, the more smoky the earthy smell on his body became.

No matter who Wu Sihua was, he immediately thought that this person must be doing a lot of fighting to make a living.

Wu Sihua took a step back and stretched out his head to glance at the contents in the backpack.

"I thought it was something good, but it turned out to be a metal compass."

A good compass is generally made of rare wood, with exquisite workmanship and high precision.

The compass in the man's backpack in front of him, although it looks old, is just an ordinary 24 Mountain Bagua compass, which is troublesome to use.

Seeing that Wu Sihua is an expert, the man looked a little embarrassed.

"Little brother, although this compass doesn't look very good, it is an old object with at least a few hundred years of history. If you really want it, I will sell it to you for 5000 yuan."

Wu Sihua sneered.

"Brother, do you think I look like a rich man? Pay back 5000 yuan, and I don't want 3000 yuan."

After Wu Sihua finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave, but was grabbed by the man.

"Since brother said three thousand, then three thousand, the right to make friends"

"Brother, can you hear me clearly? I mean I don't want three thousand, you should find someone else, I can't afford it"

"Little brother, you can make a price, as long as you don't let me lose money. I paid 2000 yuan for this thing."

"It's just you, and you paid 2000 yuan. It can only be said that you were pecked by a house sparrow."