Tomb Raider: I have a coffin-opening crit compensation!

Chapter 114 Departure, return to Seoul!
Although the old man was a little strange, he patiently explained to Fang Ye.

According to what he said, their so-called Fengshui burial masters have long stopped doing burials, and more rely on Fengshui burial techniques to determine the location of ancient tombs, and then explore the tombs to find treasures.

Speaking of this, the old man also felt a little emotional. The Fengshui burial master who was extremely brave back then is no different from a tomb robber now. Even, Fengshui burial master has gradually become another name for a tomb robber.

Hearing this, Fang Ye also roughly understood. It seems that today's Fengshui burial master is not the same as the one they met that day.

After dispelling the doubts in his heart, Fang Ye gathered six people to discuss and study the materials of the burial garden.

In the next seven days, several people have been studying the materials of the burial garden in the villa, cultivating a tacit understanding from time to time, and unifying some unique code words.

During this period, Gu Tianxing also came to find Fang Ye himself, saying that Cheng Dalong asked the villagers of Chengyang Village how long it would be before they could return.

Fang Ye entrusted the clay puppets to Gu Tianxing, told him how to unblock them, and asked him to take Cheng Dalong to rescue the villagers.

When he was running, he collected all the souls of the villagers along the way, and rescued them after he came out.

After Gu Tian left, Shirley Yang came to the door again, but this time she did not bring Li Kaide.

Everyone chatted happily, chatting about recent events, and Hu Bayi looked at Shirley Yang with a smile from time to time.

After talking and laughing, Shirley Yang once again asked Fang Ye and the others to go together to find the tomb of the ancestors. Fang Ye still didn't agree immediately, but said that they would go out in a few days and talk about it when they came back. thing.

Xue Liyang sighed when she heard the words, bid farewell and left, saying that after Fang Ye and the others returned, they would visit again.

After finally sending the two away, Xi Shi came to bed again at night, wanting to have a discussion with him.

After a few days, Fang Ye was a little exhausted, and finally made it to the day when the funeral home was about to open.

"Master Fang, how are you doing these days?" The middle-aged man in Tang suit got out of the car and greeted Fang Ye with a smile.

"Thanks to you, it's not bad. I should be able to gain something from this trip." Fang Ye said with a smile.

In the past few days, the few of them have done no less than dozens of tacit training, and now they can basically convey information with some unique gestures or eyes.

In addition, the young man's skill is also very good, even without a suppressor, he can still fight Hu Bayi for dozens of rounds. Of course, this is the case when Hu Bayi has not used the suppressor and open fire scripture.

After packing up their things and exchanging some more practical things with Gu Tianxing, the few of them followed the middle-aged man in Tang suit to Seoul.

Along the way, through chatting, I learned that Lan Jingwei, a middle-aged man in Tang suit, is the deputy landlord of Nanfeng Building. However, the landlord has long been out of charge, and he is basically the head of the house.

The young man's name was Wu Minglu, he had studied in Shaolin for two years, but because he couldn't hold back anymore, he ate meat, drank alcohol, smoked and burned his head, and was discovered by the people in the temple, so he had no choice but to return to vulgarity.

"No, you didn't have hair when you were a monk, so why did you perm your head?" the fat man asked curiously.

Hearing the fat man's words, Wu Minglu also said a little embarrassedly, "I'm not perming my own hair, but using the finished cigarette to perm someone else's head."

After everyone heard this, they all called Wu Minglu a ruthless person.

"That's not true, it was obviously that guy who said he was envious of the nine ring scars on other people's heads, so I burned him with a cigarette butt." Wu Minglu quickly explained, but unfortunately everyone was still teasing him.

The other two old men, the spiritual master named Wu Weiyi, entered the Nanfeng Building as early as a child, and they could be regarded as their own people cultivated by the Nanfeng Building.

The feng shui burial master joined halfway, named Li Yiti, who discovered a strange book in the mountains that recorded feng shui burial techniques, and since then embarked on a life of exploring tombs and hunting for treasures.

In the early years, he was saved by the landlord, and he stayed in Nanfeng Building to repay his kindness. In addition, Lan Jingwei was also very kind to others, so he stayed for a long time.

Then it was Fang Ye's turn to introduce themselves. After learning about their experience, Lan Jingwei and the others were amazed.

The experiences of the three of them are more exciting than most of their previous lives.

"Does the legendary Jingjue Ancient City really exist?" Li Yiti asked curiously. He also wanted to explore the Jingjue Ancient City back then, but unfortunately lost his way in the desert for half a month. May have died in the yellow sand long ago.

"Let me tell you, it's not Fatty's bragging. We also saw the Queen Jingjue. Unfortunately, with a mask on, I couldn't see the real lava clearly. Otherwise, I must take pictures to miss it."

Fatty obviously got excited too, and began to brag to Lan Jingwei and the others about being alert to what happened in the ancient city.

Of course, there are some things that Fatty didn't say, because he still has scruples after all.

However, after the fat man added oil and vinegar, I believe that no one should be able to recognize the key.

Amidst the laughter and laughter of the car, Seoul arrived.

It was almost nine o'clock when the car arrived. After staying in a hotel, they all searched for food in the surrounding streets.

This is a well-known cultural tourism town in Seoul. It has everything from elementary school to high school, and even some people have finished high school and have never left the town.

However, when Fang Ye and the others went to eat at night, they saw many old men in Taoist robes. Presumably, people from other forces had arrived.

The residents of the town thought it was a cos tour group, and they were already a little surprised.

According to the news brought by Lan Jingwei, this time the burial garden will be opened at an ancient ferry in the town.

According to legend, the town was originally an important ferry, but as time went by, the water level of the river and lake receded, and the lake gradually turned into houses and rice fields.

There are only a few ancient ferries left in places where there are not many people, and the entrance to the burial garden is in one of the ancient ferries.

Everyone found an old restaurant in the small town. After eating and drinking, they strolled back to the hotel, preparing for the opening of the burial garden tomorrow.

I don't know if it was fate, but Fang Ye and the others met people from Dongyu Pavilion on the road, led by an old man they had never seen before, but the young man fell in the team that day.

When he saw Fang Ye and the others, his expression suddenly became ugly. He wanted to say something, hesitated for a long time, but held back, snorted coldly, and pretended not to see it.

Lan Jingwei smiled and greeted the people leading the Dongyu Pavilion, but he didn't say much, and went back to the hotel with Fang Ye and the others.

Suddenly, whether it was an illusion or not, Fang Ye suddenly felt a familiar aura appearing around him, but he couldn't remember who this aura belonged to.

Fang Ye looked in the direction of the breath, but found nothing, only an old tree standing there, and the leaves on the tree were shaking with the wind.

Not long after Fang Ye left, a black figure emerged, staring at Fang Ye's leaving back.

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(End of this chapter)