Tomb robbing: only one person can do it

"Look at the red snake and the green snake on this sculpture. They both have one eye, and they are surprisingly big and completely inconsistent with the normal proportions. The style of the single eye is somewhat similar to the legendary Muchen Bead." The younger brother continued.

"Muchen Pearl..." Xie touched his chin and murmured.

"The name of this bead is so strange!" Qinghuai said with some confusion.

The younger brother glanced at Qinghuai and continued: "The Muchen Bead is also called the Phoenix Gallbladder. It is shaped like a human eyeball and is made of a mysterious material similar to jade. It is a rare treasure in the world. The Muchen Bead was used in ancient times. It has appeared, and there are various legends about its origin. Some say it was left by the Yellow Emperor when he transformed into an immortal; some say it was found thousands of feet underground, and it is a ten thousand-year-old jade transformed by the Earth Mother; some say it was It is bound by the aura of the phoenix. Legend has it that the Muchen Bead can open the imaginary space channel, but there is no way to know the details, and I don't know much."

?Xie couldn't figure it out. The Wu Xian Kingdom was located in a corner of southern Xinjiang. How could it be related to the Muchen Pearl? According to his understanding, the Muchen Pearl was once owned by people from the Demon Kingdom, and the Demon Kingdom was located in...Kunlun. Could it be that it was Did someone bring Muchen Bead to southern Xinjiang?

Just when Xie Bai was puzzled, he suddenly felt an unusual itching on his arm. He rolled up the sleeve of his left hand and found a strange-shaped eye on his arm. The eye was blood red and looked extremely strange. .

Qinghuai hurried to Xie's side, looked into that person's eyes, and said anxiously: "Xie, how did you get this up there?"

After saying that, he subconsciously wanted to touch it. As soon as Qinghuai's hand touched the pattern, he felt a tingling pain in his fingertips and shouted: "It hurts~~~"

?Xie nervously grabbed Qinghuai's hand, looked at the red fingertips, and frowned slightly: "What's going on?"

Qinghuai felt the pain and burst into tears, and said slowly: "As soon as I touched this pattern, my fingers suddenly felt like they were being burned. It hurt..."

The younger brother looked at the hands held by the two of them, his eyes darkened, he stepped forward and grabbed Qinghuai's hand, looked at it carefully for a while, and then his expression changed: "This is... a backlash."

"Backlash?" Xie looked at the little brother with confusion on his face and asked, "Brother, what do you mean by this?"

The little brother looked at the pattern on Xie's arm and said, "You must be cursed."

? Xie stood up immediately and said in disbelief: "How could it be? How could I..."

"Jingle Bell--"

The sudden ringing of the phone disrupted several people's thinking. Xie looked at the notes on the phone and fell into deep thought.

Why did Fatty call me suddenly?

After the call was connected, it was the angry voice of the fat man. This tone was different from the usual loud voice, but with a hint of impatience and fear: "Innocent, where are you? The fat man is here to find you..."

?Hearing this, Xie replied inexplicably: "You don't know how to..."

Then he paused and said, "I'll send you the address. Come over quickly."

Qinghuai was blowing into the hot fingers, his eyes were red, but tears were rolling inside, and his intermittent sobs echoed in the room: "Brother...? Evil... hurts..."

?Xie was originally thinking about something when he heard Qinghuai's voice and hurriedly walked to him. Looking at Qinghuai's painful expression, he said with concern: "Qinghuai, is it still painful?"

Qinghuai looked at Xie, who didn't look very good. He lowered his head and sobbed, "It doesn't seem to hurt that much anymore."

?Xie looked at the little brother and asked: "Brother, what is the backlash you just mentioned? How could Qinghuai..."

"The eye pattern on your arm should be the evil curse of Wu Xianguo, and it should be related to this." After finishing speaking, the little brother turned to look at the statue on the table.

?Xie looked at the statue for a few times, and twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly: You thought my fortune had turned, and my love was waiting for me here?

"Then you just said that Qinghuai was backlashed. What's going on?" Xie looked at Qinghuai's red fingertips, and his tone was a little excited.

The little brother glanced at the white and slender little hands and the light pink fingertips. A faint irritation crept into his heart. He slightly wrinkled his beautiful eyebrows and said: "Wu Xianguo is famous for making urns, and he is also known as the witch god and evil spirit." Legend has it that due to differences in beliefs and values, there have been many conflicts in the country. Some people who believe in evil gods have moved to live in the mountains of Lancang River, which is the Worm Valley of Yunnan. The leader of this group of people calls himself King Wu Xian."

"As for backlash, witchcraft itself is also evil, and is naturally evil. People with simple minds are pure in heart, and evil things are equivalent to two extremes. If they come into contact with nature..."

?Xie looked at Qinghuai's confused eyes and murmured: "So is it because Qinghuai is naive and ignorant and knows nothing?"

I can't help but sigh: I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing. Qinghuai has a simple mind and doesn't understand the ugliness of the world, so he maintains a simple and kind heart. Maybe it's because of this that he is not infected with the curse!

Suddenly he seemed to think of something, and he raised his head and looked at the little brother: "Brother, what about you? Are you okay?"

I couldn't help but guess: No way! The little brother looked silent and didn't look like a kind person, but he turned out to be simple-minded?

? Xie looked at the younger brother and Qinghuai silently, and couldn't help but cover his face and laugh. It was hard to imagine that the younger brother and Qinghuai had the same expression. No, it's too stupid to do that... Hahaha...

The younger brother glanced at Xixie strangely, not understanding the other party's inexplicable behavior, and shook his head: "My bloodline is special, this curse is useless to me."

Special bloodline? Thinking of the scene in the cave before...

?Xie clicked his tongue a little irritably, wondering how mortals could compare with gods.

As soon as the fat man arrived at Wu Shanju, he hurried in. Looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh: Good guy, fat man is in a hurry, so you can just eat and drink here.

He sat down directly and said, "Fortunately, you guys have a conscience and haven't forgotten me, Fatty." After saying that, he picked up the bowls and chopsticks in front of him as if he hadn't eaten in a few days.

The corners of Xie Wang's eyes twitched, and he said helplessly: "Fat man, can you eat a little more elegantly?"

The fat man took a big mouthful of rice and said "Ah" with a puzzled look on his face. Suddenly, his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.

The little brother was eating his meal calmly, while his left hand was holding Qinghuai's right hand. The fat man felt that the world seemed a bit mysterious. Am I hallucinating?

The fat man looked at Qinghuai and the little brother with a strange expression, and said in a surprised tone: "Brother, are you working at Hua Girl's?"

Qinghuai held the chopsticks with difficulty in his left hand. After trying several times, he still couldn't get the rice into his mouth, and he held his mouth in frustration.

Hearing Fatty's words, he wondered: "Fatty, what kind of flower girl?"

? Xie picked up a steamed bun and stuffed it into the fat man's mouth angrily, and said viciously: "Eat yours, it won't even close your mouth."

The fat man was caught off guard by the huge mouthful of steamed buns. After reacting, he took out the steamed buns from his mouth and took a big bite. He asked doubtfully: "Someone can explain to me, fat man."

?Xie briefly told the fat man about what happened before, and the fat man looked a little serious: "According to you, we were cursed by some kind of witch or pickle country, so we have this pattern on our bodies."

Upon hearing the fat man's words, Xie held his forehead helplessly, thinking: I want to hit someone.

Then the fat man looked at Qinghuai and the little brother, pointed at the hands they were holding, and said angrily: "Then explain to me what's going on?"