Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

The night is getting darker.

Chenjiazhuang has lost its former silence; the entire village is now brightly lit and bustling with people.

Even the lakes were filled with countless lotus lanterns.

The fire is shining.

It looks like a pool of golden sand, very beautiful.

In addition to celebrating the safe return of the shopkeeper, it is also because the community day is approaching.

If it wasn't too late and there wasn't enough time, given Uncle Yu's personality, he would have planned to go to the county town to hire a troupe.

But even so.

The Guanyun Tower by the lake was still bustling with activity. Even the large lanterns that were only lit during the Chinese New Year had been hung up. In the night, it looked like a full moon, reflecting the rugged waves on the lake.

All the people in the group are here tonight.

The three brothers and sisters of Partridge Whistle, four elders from the previous generation including Yang Fang, Zhou Mingyue, Uncle Yu, Guaizi, Kunlun, Red Girl and White Ape.

Girls holding golden lanterns and jade cups walked back and forth between the buildings.

The ring is fat and the swallow is thin, each has its own merits.

Everyone has a bright smile, and just looking at them makes people feel happy.

Dozens of dishes were served to the table like a constant stream, covering four or five types of cuisine, including Sichuan, Hunan, Shaanxi and Huaiyang.

Of course, there is also a wide variety of drinks, which are inexhaustible.

Because Chen Yulou loves wine, Uncle Yu has collected a lot of good wine from all over the place over the years and hid it in the wine cellar for several years. Many of them have even become extinct outside.

Even though it was known that the Chen family was wealthy and the most prestigious family in Xiangyin.

But at this moment, sitting at the table, Yang Fang still couldn't hide the shock and amazement on his face.

It is said that the family of the owner of the Five Tripods has bells ringing and tripods serving food.

He had never had a clear concept before, but today he has broadened his horizons.

As for the three people of Partridge Whistle.

Although he was also a little reserved, he had been here several times and was much calmer than him.

"Come on, everyone."

"I am here on behalf of the young master. Please fill up your glasses. The farm is bustling today and I am happy too. Let me drink first as a sign of respect!"

Uncle Yu is used to this kind of scene.

In addition, the young shopkeeper had just rushed back from outside, so he stood up, picked up a glass of wine, and drank it in one gulp while chatting and laughing.

"Uncle Yu, drink slowly. You are old now. Just leave this kind of thing to us younger generations."

The old man is still in good health.

The beggar helped him sit down with a smile.

Afraid he'd drunk too much.

Among all the people in Zhuangzi, Uncle Yu is the most senior one in terms of age and seniority.

His father took the whole family south to escape disaster.

When they passed by Zhuangzi, it was Uncle Yu who took them in.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be where he is today.

The most important thing is that Uncle Yu has a gentle personality and never takes advantage of his seniority. He always speaks in a friendly manner, whether to the servants in the family or to the tenants who have taken refuge in the farm.

It's almost never heard that he had a quarrel with anyone.

"You kid..."

Uncle Yu shook his head and smiled.

It’s not that he refuses to accept his age.

At their age, they can clearly feel that their energy and spirit are not as good as before.

The old illness in my body could no longer be suppressed.

Old friends of the same generation also gradually left.

There are fewer and fewer familiar faces.

But thanks to the young master, he brought back a lot of precious medicines from Pingshan last year. They were all secret medicines and spiritual objects that could not be seen outside. He was worried that an old man like him might not be able to hold on one day, so he insisted on sending him a lot of pills made from powerful medicines.

have to say.

Those medicines really work.

After taking it, my old illnesses were gone, and even my body became a lot looser, making me feel younger as I get older.

As for the young shopkeeper, although he has only been back for a short time, he has watched him grow up before his eyes and Uncle Yu is very familiar with him. But tonight, Uncle Yu finds that he can no longer see through him.

Just by sitting there, one can feel like a master with unparalleled strength.

The same is true for several others.

He didn't know what had happened.

But to him, he is just an old dog of the Chen family, and it is good enough to see the young master succeed smoothly.

"Come on, let's have a drink, old guys."

He smiled and glanced at Lao Qi and others beside him.

Uncle Yu didn't argue about anything.

They are old and the people at the table are all young people, so they really can't communicate with each other. If they talk too much, it will make them feel awkward.

"Come."

A few old folks got together for a drink.

Seeing this, the beggar didn't waste any words and put his arm around Yang Fang's shoulders.

I've noticed that he's a little bit restrained.

"Isn't it said that you have the most arrogant personality? Why are you so restrained when having a meal?"

Filling the cup in front of him with wine, the kidnapper grinned and said, "The shopkeeper said that you can't come back until you are drunk. The door is locked tonight and no one is allowed to escape."

"You are making up stories again."

Chen Yulou was so sharp-sighted, how could he not hear this?

Seeing that he was using chicken feathers as a token of authority, the corners of his mouth twitched and he cursed with a smile.

"Boss, you can't blame me for this. You don't know how busy I am these days. If I wasn't free tonight, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to drink for another half a month."

Hua Maguai spread his hands.

He wasn't really complaining.

Ever since they were the first to lead people back to Zhuangzi.

For nearly a month, he was busy counting the artifacts day and night.

The trip to the Western Regions excavated three ancient cities, plus the royal tomb of the Queen of Jingjue. The harvest was astonishing, almost surpassing the total of several years in previous dynasties.

The thirty-six countries in the Western Regions were located on the ancient Silk Road, connecting the inland and Central Asian countries for trade.

The funerary objects span such a long period of time and are so diverse in categories that it is hard to imagine.

For this purpose, more than 20 masters were specially recruited from various Gu Wanhang shops. But even so, after more than a month, they were able to barely clear out 60% to 70%.

It will take at least half a month to categorize everything and put them into storage one by one.

Banjinlou has not been open for business for a long time.

It’s time for the underworld to take some action.

wrong……

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Hua Maguai, who was holding the wine cup, was suddenly stunned.

As the Chen family's most famous antique shop, Banjinlou has such a great reputation in the industry that it extends from outside the Great Wall in the north to the port cities in the south, and even attracted countless foreigners in the past few years.

This is the Chen family’s golden signboard.

As long as the invitation letter is sent out, everyone knows that good things will definitely come out.

Therefore, countless people are waiting for Banjinlou to open.

However, judging from past years, Banjinlou has only been open once, at most ten and a half years, or at least three to five years, and just last year. Wouldn't it be too short an interval to open again?

but……

Judging from the funerary objects that have been collected and classified so far.

There are already quite a few things above the three tripods.

Moreover, it has a very Western style, which is no worse than in previous years.

It might not be a bad idea to open it again.

"Well, I'm happy today, and I won't go home until I'm drunk."

Chen Yulou shook his head. He certainly didn't mean to scold him. If he wasn't a kidnapper, he wouldn't have felt so relaxed.

"Boss, I'll toast you too."

While talking.

The red girl sitting beside had sparkling eyes and a rippling look in her eyes.

It has been more than a month since they parted in the ancient city of Hanzhong. For her, this period of time has been like a year. Although she knows that with the shopkeeper's current strength, there are few people in the whole world who can hurt him.

But the world is so chaotic now.

Warlords were fighting each other and there were wars everywhere.

If someone doesn't know how to handle things properly and offends the shopkeeper, he'll get hurt or sick.

They were all rough and unsophisticated people in their group, with no one to take care of them, so she was anxious all day and could only pray for the gods and Buddhas to protect them.

Now I see that the shopkeeper is safe and sound.

A stone in my heart finally fell to the ground.

"And me, Brother Chen."

Hear the words.

Hua Ling, who had been silent all this time, also raised her little face with a smile.

It's been more than a month since we last met.

Compared to the childish little nun in my memory, she seems to be more mature now.

Her black hair was like a waterfall, and her Taoist robe was replaced with a chest-length skirt in a bluish color. She looked like an ancient girl walking out of a landscape painting.

Even Chen Yulou couldn't help but have a hint of surprise flash across his eyes for a moment.

She is like a lady from a noble family who has been kept in seclusion in the boudoir. The moment she walks out of the room, the feeling she gives people cannot be described in simple words.

She seemed to notice his gaze.

Hua Ling's cheeks couldn't help but feel hot.

The white fingers holding the jade cup seemed to be stained with a layer of crimson.

"Junior Sister Hua Ling has made rapid progress. Her foundation has been established. It seems that the great path is not far away."

Chen Yulou smiled faintly, picked up the wine cup in front of him, and clinked it lightly with the two of them.

There were a few people who were originally secretly looking over here.

Upon hearing this.

There was a sudden look of shock on his face.

On that day at the Ancestral Dragon Summit of Kunlun Mountain, she had just established her foundation with the help of the dragon pill's spiritual energy. How long has it been since then, and her foundation has already been solidified?

Not only the old foreigner, but also the eldest senior brother, Partridge Whistle, could not hide his amazement.

I should have known that my junior sister had the highest talent among the three of them.

But the speed of his improvement was still somewhat beyond his expectations.

While being happy for her.

I couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency deep in my heart.

He was the oldest among the group. According to Taoist Xingya, spiritual practice and martial arts training were essentially the same when they went to Jianfu Palace that day.

When you are young, take advantage of your abundant energy and blood and do it in one go.

After that, the best path is for water to drip and stone to be worn away, and for a strong accumulation to be achieved.

"How can there be..."

Hua Ling doesn't really like being in the spotlight; she prefers to practice in silence.

Breakthrough and promotion will only happen in the next few days.

He didn't even tell the red girl he was with every day.

Unexpectedly, Brother Chen saw through it at a glance.

"It's a good thing to improve your practice."

“Others haven’t been able to do this yet.”

Seeing this, Chen Yulou shook his head and smiled.

"Just go with the flow."

"Junior Sister Hua Ling, what you said might offend people..." Chen Yulou shrugged and pointed at Yang Fang and the old foreigner who were dumbfounded not far away.

"No, Senior Brother, and Brother Yang Fang, I really don't mean that."

The flower spirit originally had its head lowered.

When he heard this, a trace of panic flashed across his face and he explained in a low voice.

As soon as this scene appeared.

Everyone smiled at each other.

Hua Ling is still that well-behaved and lovely little girl.

"Come on, come on, drink."

"I must not return home drunk today, and tomorrow... I will practice harder."

"Haha, I think so too. Let's drink tonight and catch up tomorrow."

Everyone stopped dwelling on this and each picked up their wine glasses, clinking glasses and toasting each other. Yang Fang gradually relaxed and was no longer restrained as before, he was just about to drag the crutch to compete in drinking with the old foreigner.

Compared to a few young people who like the hustle and bustle.