Tomb Robbers: Tiandao System

Yanjing.

Panjiayuan.

No matter day or night, Panjiayuan is always lively.

Almost everywhere you go, there are stalls.

The antiques on the stalls may be really valuable, but most of them are fake antiques that are just fake and the stall owners are not afraid of not being able to sell them.

As a stall owner, when it comes to business, you can live or die. There will always be one or two fools who come to your door and let them kill you.

"squeak--"

The moment the door rang, Fatty Wang, who was wiping his gadgets, paused for a moment and said to himself: "Business has come to the door so early. It seems that we are really lucky today."

"welcome."

I looked back and saw who was coming, "You're here, sit down!"

"Yeah." Wu Liang nodded and lay down casually on the sofa.

Fatty Wang put down what he was doing, sat down next to Wu Liang, and made a pot of tea for himself.

"Here, have a drink." Fatty Wang handed the teacup to Wu Liang.

Wu Liang sat up straight, picked up the tea cup, blew on it gently, and drank a cup.Fatty Wang also took a drink.

Putting down the tea cup, Fatty Wang said: "Why do you have time to come to my place today?"

"It's boring. It's not like you don't know about Li Zhao. Apart from being more lively at night, everything else is boring." Wu Liang changed to a comfortable position and sat down.

Fatty Wang smiled and continued to make his tea.

Wu Liang lay comfortably, looking out the window, his heart full of daydreams, "Xiao Qian, where are you?"

After a two-month trip to [Miao Border], they traveled all over [Miao Border], but still could not find the whereabouts of Xiao Qian and the others. Helplessly, they returned home lost.

I am really unwilling to accept that the only clue is cut off like this.

"Wu Liang! Wu Liang

! ! "After the tea was brewed, I asked Wu Liang to drink tea, but I saw that he seemed to be thinking about something and didn't even hear him.

"Uh! Ah! Drink tea, drink tea." Wu Liang came out of his memories.

Seeing that Wu Liang looked distracted, Fatty Wang didn't say much about the reason, and sipped his tea by himself.

For a while, the two of them were silent and drank tea alone.

After a while, Wu Liang put down his tea cup and stood up.

"What? What is this?" Fatty Wang paused.

"It's okay, I just want to go out for a walk." Wu Liang said.

"So urgent." Fatty Wang said.

"I just want to take a walk." Wu Liang said.

Knowing that something was wrong with Wu Liang, Fatty Wang didn't stay any longer.

"Let's go then." Fatty Wang said.

"Ah."

After leaving Fatty Wang's shop, Wu Liang looked around and walked to the side with fewer people. As for where he was going, he had no purpose, but just wanted to take a stroll.

......

Gradually, Wu Liang didn't know how long he had been walking. He only knew that it was already dark and he was still walking on the road.

Suddenly, there was an inexplicable gust of wind. The wind was an eerie wind, and ghost papers were flying on the road.

However, he didn't care about these at all.

He didn't even know what he was thinking. His mind was empty and he was walking on the road in vain.

Where to go, he didn't know.

"Ouch!"

There was a cry of pain, followed by another yelling, "Fuck, boy, you don't have eyes when you walk!"

It turned out that Wu Liang bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry." Wu Liang apologized lightly.

"You, what's your attitude? Is this how you apologize?" The person who was hit was particularly angry.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, and the man who spoke,

Suddenly something was stuck on his face. The man took it off and took a look. When he saw it was a ghost paper, he spat, "What bad luck."

He looked at Wu Liang next to him again, "Today is terrible. I met an idiot and got this thing. It's unlucky enough."

Wu Liang didn't seem to care about what he said at all, but lowered his head and looked at the old woman squatting at the man's feet.

"Wow!" The man then realized that there was another person at his feet and couldn't help but be startled.

The old woman picked up the ghost paper on the ground and smiled, "Young man, don't be afraid. I'm not a ghost. I went to the intersection ahead to burn paper."

After a pause, he looked at him and Wu Liang, and said, "You two young men, you guys, go home quickly. You can't walk alone at night today."

Wu Liang looked at the old woman and didn't say a word. On the contrary, the young man, seeing that Wu Liang had no intention of asking, couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart and asked, "What's going on today?"

"Today is the Ghost Festival, and the gates of ghosts are wide open. Those from the underworld, the souls without owners, will all come to the earth. There are so many ghosts today."

"You guys, go home quickly!"

The old woman advised earnestly, "Let's go!"

At this time, a bus came from a distance, and the bright light shone on them, but they all raised their hands to block it.

Wu Liang squinted and looked at the car.

It seemed that he was really frightened by the old woman's words, and the young man hurriedly got into the car.

Wu Liang, on the other hand, glanced at the old woman and then got into the car.

The young man who got in the car looked through the window at the old woman who was still standing on the roadside. He kept looking at her until she could no longer be seen, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Follow

Finally, I looked at the situation on the bus and found that in addition to myself, Wu Liang, and the driver, there was also a woman in red sitting at the back.

There were only four people in such a big bus. The man couldn't help but wonder, why were there so few people?

I didn't think too much about it, I just found a seat and sat down, put on my headphones, and relaxed my nervousness.

Wu Liang looked at the woman in red, and the woman in red seemed to notice it, raised her head, and looked at Wu Liang.

You two look at me, and I look at you, a glimmer of light blooms in their eyes.

Afterwards, Wu Liang glanced at the bus again and found a seat to sit down as if nothing had happened.