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

The space between heaven and earth is as dark as a curtain.

Among the endless Laoxiong Mountains that stretch for thousands of miles, there is only a single flame in Pingshan.

Like that ancient bottle from heaven.

Thousands of years later, another immortal ignited the earth's wind and fire in the belly of the bottle and smelted the golden elixir of immortality.

It seems to have an indescribable sense of mystery.

It attracted the peeping glances of countless things in the mountains and wilds.

only.

Because of the phoenix that pierced the clouds and cracked the rocks before, they didn't dare to get close at all. They only dared to hide deep in the forest and watch secretly from a distance.

Of course, there are also mountain bandits and thieves who dominate the mountains.

Why are all the villages in Miao territory not having enough to eat, but they all have high walls and are patrolling day and night with muskets.

Beware of warlords and bandits.

As the old saying goes, banditry is like combing soldiers through a grate.

Because of this, the mountain people hate those people deeply.

As soon as they saw the figures of those demon kings, they either fired a row of muskets, or they rolled up their belongings and fled into the mountains.

All around Bottle Mountain.

There are several bandit forces.

I have long been coveted by the legendary Yuanren Tomb.

However, they have no ability to move mountains and unload mountains.

After coming here several times and losing dozens of corpses, I no longer dared to mention the matter of stealing the Pingshan Great Treasure.

Nowadays, Chen Yulou is making a lot of noise.

Especially in the middle of the night, the inside and outside of Pingshan Mountain were illuminated by fire as bright as day.

How could they not understand what happened.

They each sent a few spies to try to find out.

but.

Chen Yulou had been on guard against all this for a long time.

Before going to the tomb in the morning, an old man from the Chen family was arranged to guard Pingshan with his mountain men.

It directly named Changsheng Mountain.

These days, the three words Changsheng Mountain are the golden signboard.

Three Hunan and four rivers, plus the green forests of sixteen provinces, who dares to mess around?

Those who are not afraid of death and still want to fish in troubled waters should be killed directly.

At this moment, deep in Pingshan.

Huama was busy running back and forth without even touching the ground.

He kept calling for help from the mountain men to carry the utensils.

"Cheer up, everyone. It will be over in a few hours."

"Besides, be careful with your hands. If you break a lamp, you won't be able to afford ten lives."

"Give way and stop blocking the brothers behind you."

From busy day to now.

His throat was almost hoarse.

But as the current steward of Changsheng Mountain.

Watching the extremely luxurious and priceless artifacts being transported out like flowing water.

The smile on Huamaguai's face never stopped.

I am already thinking that when this batch of goods is sold, the lives of the brothers on the mountain should be much easier.

In the past few years, those warlords have gone crazy, fighting to the death for their territory.

Coupled with successive years of natural disasters.

Food is several times more expensive than in previous years.

This is still priceless.

Hundreds of thousands of people on the mountain need to eat.

The mountain of pressure almost crushed him.

Fortunately.

On this trip to Pingshan, at least I will have enough food and clothing for the next two years.

However, there was a question that had always been hidden in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask it.

He has been with the shopkeeper for some years.

As his right-hand man, Huamaguai can actually guess some of his thoughts.

In the past few years, overtly, he has been recruiting strange people and heroes from all over the world, but secretly he has been supporting three or four warlord forces, large and small.

Chaos has arisen in the world now.

The shopkeeper seems to want to compete with each other one by one.

After all, throughout the ages, the crape myrtle star has always risen in every troubled time.

The shopkeeper's various plans and layouts should be vaguely moving towards that direction.

But I don’t know what happened. In the past six months, he seemed to be a different person. He didn’t see anyone all day long.

I don't care about those things anymore.

I also ignored everything on the mountain.

It's just a hands-off shopkeeper.

Even before coming to Pingshan, Luo Laowai visited Chenjiazhuang several times, but the shopkeepers avoided him.

He's caught in the middle.

The two ends are not human.

However, Huamaguai is not complaining.

Just can't figure it out.

Such a good opportunity, given the Chen family’s foundation and strength.

I dare not say that I am fighting for a big position.

There is still a chance for the three Hunan and four rivers to be mastered, right?

But this kind of thing has always been tacitly understood. Who would say it openly?

Even if he is senior enough, he only dares to criticize a few words in his heart.

If I really asked him face to face, wouldn't my brain be flooded?

He exhaled.

The fog in Huamaguai's eyes slowly dissipated.

Anyway, he is just an errand boy. Whatever the shopkeeper says, he will do whatever he wants.

"Hey, be careful."

"This thing was personally named by the shopkeeper. If it gets broken, you can do it yourself."

He took out the kettle from his waist and was about to open it to quench his thirst.

From the corner of my eye, I could see a dozen people pushing a wheel over from a distance.

There is a large cauldron mounted on the car.

There were dozens of ropes wrapped around it.

But the road was not easy to walk, with bumps and ups and downs, as if he would fall at any time, which made him jump wildly in the corners of his eyes.

Huamaguai didn't even bother to drink water and quickly reminded her loudly.

"Yes."

The gang of thieves heard that it was the shopkeeper's roll call.

How dare you hesitate.

Two more people were immediately separated and carefully protected on the left and right sides.

Seeing this situation, Huamaguai breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he didn't understand, what was the use of bringing a broken cauldron that burned pills all the way back.

But the shopkeeper seems to be particularly interested in it.

Before leaving Danjing, I gave him a few special instructions.

The bronze tripod is actually a tricky thing to store any time.

Rich people don’t want it.

Those who have no money cannot afford it.

What's more, antiques in prosperous times are gold in troubled times.

These days, no bright weapon is as valuable as gold and jade.

To put it bluntly, he felt that rather than expending so much effort to transport this big cauldron back to Xiangyin, it would be better to get a few good coffins back.

Golden nanmu, small-leaf rosewood, and mahogany lacquer coffins.

Take it apart and it's all good stuff.

But since the shopkeeper said it, of course he didn't dare to have any objection.

After watching the group of people protecting the alchemy cauldron walk away, he withdrew his gaze and drank a few sips of cold water to dispel the heat and quench his thirst.

Then, he seemed to remember something again.

Huama turned around and looked at the side of Wuliang Hall.

The mist is flowing.

Two figures were faintly reflected.

One holds a big bow and stands like a spear.

The other one was sitting cross-legged on a rock.

Astonishingly, they were the two brothers from the Banshan Gate.