People are robbing tombs: Get the black gold ancient sword at the beginning

Chapter 365 Uncle 3, does this old fox know that stuffy oil bottle?

Chapter 365 Does Third Uncle, this old fox, know that stuffy oil bottle?

Chapter 365 Does Third Uncle, this old fox, know that stuffy oil bottle?

On the other side, still far away in Inner Mongolia, on a deserted grassland, Wu Xie and Fatty Wang were looking around with sweating profusely.

I was hoping that a car would pass by and be kind enough to pick them up, otherwise it would take them a whole day to walk back alone.

"I'm talking about Fatty, what was going on earlier? Why did those people leave so suddenly, and why did your uncle Qiling just leave the two of us here?" Wuxie breathed heavily. , while curiously asking Fatty Wang beside him.

Fatty Wang also sighed helplessly after hearing this, looked at Wuxie with a complaining expression and said, "It's okay if those people don't leave. I, Uncle Qi Ling, can suffice with just those few pieces of rotten garlic." Everything was settled for you, not to mention that my uncle came over in person afterwards.

This has already given those people enough face. If they don't know how to continue, then I'm afraid they really don't have to leave!

It's just a pity, Fatty, that I followed you for more than ten days in vain, and I'm about to get the bull's head, now?

All that's left is a rag! Why were you so stubborn? It would have been nice to just hand the bull head over to me. "

When Wuxie heard Fatty Wang's complaints, he rolled his eyes secretly and was too lazy to pay attention to Fatty Wang.

"Give you the cow's head directly? Who knows if you, the fat guy like you, may have any other plans."

Seeing that Wu Xie didn't reply to his words, Fatty Wang shook his head and stopped talking. He continued to walk forward along the road with his feet up.

Seeing this, Wu Xie hurriedly followed him, but he kept thinking curiously in his heart, who was this fat man's young man called Uncle Qi Ling, and who was the so-called uncle?

Why are even those overseas tomb robbing gangs so afraid of these two people! Just by simply showing his face, he scared away so many gun-toting desperadoes?

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The two of them walked on the grassland road under the scorching sun for more than half an hour.

Just when they felt like they were about to faint and fall to the ground, "Beep, beep, beep!" A car horn sounded suddenly from behind them.

This horn sound was like the sound of nature to Fatty Wang and Wu Xie at this time. Wu Xie quickly turned around and waved desperately in the direction of the car behind them.

Fatty Wang even took off his red vest, holding it in his hand and waving it.

A disciple of the Zhang family who was disguised as a truck driver at the back couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth when he saw Fatty Wang and Wu Xie waving to him in utter embarrassment.

"This little fat guy and the little guy from the Wu family, it seems they still need to be trained and trained. They have such an inexperienced little body..."

After complaining in a low voice, the Zhang family disciple drove the car and stopped in front of Wu Xie and Wu Xie. After briefly chatting with them, he "warmly" let them get in the car. , heading towards the nearest service area.

After safely delivering the two little guys Wu Xie and Fatty Wang to the service area, the Zhang family disciple quickly drove away.

It was only after getting on the highway that the Zhang family disciple took out his mobile phone and called his brother back to express that his mission had been completed.

The little brother who was walking alone in a wilderness secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hanging up the phone.

According to what Chen Xiao told him before, the junior from the Wu family of the Nine Sect named Wu Xie is the key figure for him to recover his memory. Before he recovers his memory, he must not make any mistakes!

After putting the phone back in his arms, the little brother's figure turned into a black shadow and galloped quickly in the endless wilderness!

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It wasn't until a week later that Wuxie finally returned to Hangzhou, but when he came to Wushanju with great interest, he was about to give the sheepskin map containing the second half of the Warring States Silk Book to his third uncle Wu Sansheng. When deciphering.

But he saw the younger brother being put into a business car by his third uncle, laughing.

"Does Uncle Third, an old fox, know that stuffy oil bottle?" Wu Xie, who saw this scene from a distance, murmured in a low voice.

Wu Sansheng, who was watching his brother's car slowly drive away, was about to turn around and go back to the house, but he accidentally saw Wu Xie who was hiding aside and peeking, and immediately shouted in surprise: "Niece! You!" When did you come back?"

Seeing that Wu Xie could no longer hide, he had no choice but to walk out from the corner, showed a smile, and hugged Wu Sansheng.

"Third uncle, I haven't been back for the past three years. How are you and grandma and the second uncle doing?" Wu Xie asked pretending to be concerned.

Wu Sansheng also smiled and nodded: "Everything is very good. Don't worry." Then he turned his head and shouted towards the store: "Wang Meng will prepare another pot of tea using the jar of tea leaves I treasured. My eldest nephew and I will Let’s have a nice chat.”

Wang Meng, who was cleaning the house, heard Wu Sansheng's shout and quickly put down his work and trotted to make tea.

"Eldest nephew, it's cold outside at night. Let's go in and chat slowly." With that, Wu Sansheng walked into Wu Shanju with his arms around Wu Xie's shoulders.

Wu Xie had no choice but to smile and walk in, but her eyes kept staring at the position of the car where the younger brother was sitting.

Wu Sansheng, who noticed Wu Xie's strange behavior, also had a hint of enlightenment in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface. He was still happily chatting with Wu Xie.

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