Choose Wanjie from Douluo

"Arctic Pavilion Meteorological Museum!"

Wu Xie casually took his mobile phone and was writing and drawing, and he figured out the text message sent by his third uncle in a few seconds.

Beixinqiao, bamboo smoke and rain, this refers to the Arctic Pavilion Meteorological Museum.

Returning home in the cold night, deep on the road, means 221 locker.

Wrapping the stick, Nanjing Drum Tower East, Arctic Pavilion Meteorological Museum, Locker 221...

"It's okay to be naive, you are very good at deciphering codes!"

Fatty Wang looked envious and subconsciously approved the content of the text message.

"You two, what do you mean?"

Li Changsheng asked in a low voice with some uncertainty.

"Uncle San asked us to go here to get the goods!"

Wu Xie glanced at him and finally chose not to hide it.

"Get the goods?"

"Your third uncle asked you to go there to get the goods. Could it be that he has been disappearing all these years to make a fortune?"

As soon as he heard that there were tickets, Fatty Wang's eyes lit up and he stamped his feet excitedly.

“It should be a round!

Your third uncle may not be your third uncle, and Wu Sansheng may not be Wu Sansheng. "

Li Changsheng made a solemn judgment.

"No matter how much, this matter concerns my third uncle without delay."

Wu Xie immediately started packing his backpack, installed all the basic equipment, and signaled everyone to set off.

"Brother, you must be thinking wrongly. Could it be that his third uncle has dug up some big treasure?"

"Your third uncle is so interesting. There must be a treasure inside, believe it or not!"

When he heard the news, Fatty Wang didn't care so much and packed his backpack in the same haste.

"Okay, I'll accompany you on the road so you can take care of me."

Li Changsheng nodded in agreement. He also wanted to find out what the so-called listening to thunder was all about.

Two hours later.

The three of them sat in a van and quickly arrived at their destination, the Arctic Pavilion Meteorological Museum.

The ancient name Jiming Mountain was also called Chicken Cage Mountain because it resembled a chicken coop. In the Ming Dynasty, "the state set up instruments on the top of the mountain to measure the mysterious latitude, named it the Observatory, and changed its name to Qintian Mountain."

"This place is most suitable for sightseeing, killing people and grabbing treasures. It's a good place."

Although Li Changsheng didn't understand Feng Shui, as a monk, he instinctively felt extraordinary.

221 lockers!

Wu Xie kept exploring, but didn't find anything.

"How long has it been? I think your third uncle's treasure is probably a kickback from the weather station staff!"

Fatty Wang muttered to the side, and then asked the staff next to him in a roundabout way.

"Generally speaking, the 221 locker may be just a reference object, and the real treasure should be nearby. You can try the guestbook next to it."

Li Changsheng was a little unsure and subconsciously pointed to the side.

“Lot No. 87, Section A, Changping Road, Xiaosongshan, Zhijiang, was transferred to Wu Xie free of charge.

Transferor: Wu Sansheng. "

Wu Xie read it in a low voice, his eyes filled with tears, he felt a trace of warmth, and he resisted the tears.

"Damn it, now you've made it, how can you dismantle the second generation?"

Fatty Wang rushed over, staring at the guestbook and flipping through it.

"Congratulations, this place is quite big, hello future billionaire."

Li Changsheng smiled and joked, not caring.

"It's not a house. If I remember correctly, this place is a weather station. It was a clue left by my third uncle to me."

Wu Xie explained with certainty.

"No matter what it is, as long as the place is big enough, it will be a big deal."

Fatty Wang couldn't sit still anymore, so he pulled the two of them into the car and drove as fast as possible.

An hour later, I saw a desolate building complex surrounded by dense woods. It looked deserted for a long time, and it was weird.

"The whereabouts of third uncle."

Wu Xie hurriedly got out of the car and rushed over first, followed closely by Fatty Wang.

"Ding dong!

Main mission [-]: Ask the master to go to the Yang family ancestral hall, dance on the tomb, and be rewarded with a soul-locking chain artifact from the underworld. "

"Uh-huh, are you sure you are the best archaeological system in history, not the most shameless tomb robbing system in history?"

Li Changsheng was defeated by this main mission and felt speechless.

"How could the master wrong the young? I am really the best archeological tomb robbing system in history. I specialize in assisting generations of hosts to restore history through large tombs, witness the changes of eras, and understand the mysterious laws of heaven."

It had a serious look on its face, and Li Changsheng was stunned for a moment as it spoke.

"Innocent, I think the third uncle is just teasing you. This land can only be used to build a ghost house."

Fatty Wang laughed and complained in public.

"Yes, the spiritual energy here is relatively strong, and it may be possible to raise corpses."

Li Changsheng agreed with this statement. As a monk, he could feel the strange spiritual energy in every place on Blue Star.

The three of them broke into the long-deserted Tongzi Tower. Each floor exuded a rotten atmosphere. It was certain that there were dead people inside, mixed with other things.

"Basically, I've looked at it and found nothing. The bullshit weather station has been abandoned for several years."

Fatty Wang was rummaging around while complaining.

"Don't be impatient, take your time."

Li Changsheng was very patient, observing the abnormalities around him.

"Let's just open a secret room here to escape. Don't just look for the three of us. We can all look for it. Maybe we can make a lot of money. Then we will install a secret room behind this cabinet and write three characters in it. Funny you play!"

Fatty Wang said with a joking smile.

However, at this moment, there was a cave inside the drawer, a mechanism.

Wu Xie also followed and patted the drawer, and unexpectedly discovered that there seemed to be a small hole inside.

"Damn it, fat man, please let your crow's mouth shine!"

He pushed it and actually discovered what was inside.

Oncoming was a wooden door with a light yellow talisman affixed to it.

Fatty Wang opened the door first. It was the same dilapidated room as outside.

Directly in front of the room is a writing desk.

There was a corpse sitting quietly on the chair in front of the desk, which shocked the two of them.

"Fuck me, this is a fucking corpse, isn't it a zongzi?"

Fatty Wang was a little worried, with a trace of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"Yin-yang eyes!"

Li Changsheng's eyes were shining as he observed the Yin and Yang Qi around him. He saw a strong death Qi on the corpse in front of him, and a weak ghost Qi hovering above his head.

"Holy shit, bro, your eyes are shining again!"

Fatty Wang was startled, and his eyes turned frightened when he looked at Li Changsheng.

Wu Xie stepped forward step by step, muttering the word "third uncle" in his mouth, and the crystal tears in his eyes kept spinning.

"If you touch him, the chance of transforming into a corpse will be at least half."

Li Changsheng saw some clues. This corpse was not simple and could easily cause accidents.

"Innocent, you should calm down!

Your physique is extraordinary. If you encounter a dead body, you will fake it. Let me, Fatty, worry less. "

At the critical moment, Fatty Wang held Wu Xie so that he could not get close to the body.

"boom……"

The sitting corpse suddenly widened its pupils and stared at Wu Xie. After looking at each other, it suddenly exploded and charged straight to kill three people.