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

As the old saying goes, a day in a cave lasts a thousand years.

This is especially true for retreats.

The seven orifices and five senses are sealed, and you don't know the passage of time at all.

In the blink of an eye, five days flew by.

In the past few days, waves of people have come.

Most of them are people from families and business firms that are attached to the Chen family.

You know, in a hundred years of business.

The Chen family is no longer just engaged in the fighting business.

In the generation of the old shopkeeper, when they had money, they started to buy land titles.

In recent years, there have been wars, natural and man-made disasters, and countless businesses have closed down.

In the entire Xiangyin, the rich and powerful can be counted on one hand.

In addition, the Chen family is the only one with hands and eyes that can handle both black and white.

Those desperate merchants, in order to survive, could only mortgage their shops to the Chen family in exchange for a sum of money to save money.

But this thing is far from enough to quench the thirst.

It’s been a long time.

The interest is getting higher and higher.

There is simply no way to repay it.

Those time-honored merchants exist in name only and are already the property of the Chen family.

However, they are still asked to help take care of it.

It is worth mentioning that.

In these trading houses, there are many gambling stalls, opium dens and smoke and willow places.

However, half a year ago, the opium shop was forced to close by Chen Yulou.

A strict order was issued. Anyone in the Chen family who dared to smoke cigarettes privately would be expelled regardless of their seniority or position.

As for the fireworks alley, it was also handed over to other companies.

Now, I heard that shopkeeper Chen is back from fighting.

They can't sit still.

After all, they rely on the big tree of the Chen family to make a living.

They all came to visit with gifts in hand.

It's a pity that Chen Yulou has gone into seclusion to practice and no one has seen him.

For serious businesses such as antique stores, rice and grain stores, clothing stores, and restaurants, Uncle Yu, the old butler of the Chen family, comes forward.

If you are engaged in gambling stalls, dental shops, or local goods shops, you will be treated by Huamaguai.

now.

Outside Guanyun Tower, Kunlun was still holding the spurge and guarding the door.

Huamaguai, who had changed into a robe, came all the way from the corner.

"Isn't the shopkeeper out yet?"

Kunlun shook his head.

"Hey, it's been a few days, how can I do it without eating or drinking?"

Hearing this answer, Huama turned around and frowned, and sat down against Kunlun.

How old was he?

It was a time of war and chaos, when the huge dynasty collapsed, and his father's skills were no longer useful.

Originally, the whole family just relied on Dad to earn a living in the Yamen.

Not to mention how good it is, but it’s still good enough not to starve to death.

But at that time, the court had too much to take care of itself. How could a single man stand on his own? The whole family was on the run.

Had it not been for Luocao being taken in by Changsheng Mountain in the end, Huamaguai might have starved to death.

This also caused him to lose his energy congenitally and grow smaller and thinner.

Right now it's next to Kunlun.

The difference in body shape is even more obvious.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a wild monkey and a blind bear sitting together.

"Kunlun, do you want to wake up the shopkeeper... It's okay to take a look."

He didn't know how many times he came here these days.

But it came up short every time.

Although the shopkeeper has often failed to show up in the past six months, it has never been like this.

It lasts for five days.

Counting it down, it has been almost six days.

He is not worried about anything else. The Chen family has been a single generation since the old shopkeeper.

Today, the shopkeeper is responsible for the entire Chen family and the lives of more than 100,000 people in Changsheng Mountain.

In case something happens.

Who can afford it?

That is to say, no outsiders know about this yet.

Only a few of their close men.

But paper cannot contain fire after all.

After all, when Zhuangzi comes back, everyone inside and outside is watching, and he has to show his face. As time goes by, rumors will easily spread.

of course.

He came over and there was another big thing.

Listening to his words, Kunlun shook his head subconsciously.

Before the shopkeeper went into seclusion, he made it very clear to himself that he should stay outside the door and not let anyone disturb him.

But the kidnapper was right.

How many days has it been?

People are not made of iron. If something happens to them, wouldn't they become a sinner?

But what if the shopkeeper is fine and goes in rashly to disturb him?

He wasn't enlightened at all.

When two choices are put together.

He immediately felt like he had a huge headache.

After much hesitation, Kunlun finally came up with an idea. He stood the euphorbia in his arms against the wall, making gestures and whining and saying something.

"You mean to wait and see what happens?"

Huamaguai stared at it carefully for a long time.

Only then did the fortune teller finally understand what Kunlun meant.

just.

Can it be done?

But then I thought about it, and there seemed to be no better way at the moment.

"Then let noon be the boundary."

"It's past this point, Kunlun, you can't stop me anymore."

Huamaguai said seriously.

Kunlun calculated on his fingers that there was about an hour or two left, and after confirming that nothing would go wrong, he nodded and agreed.

"Okay, you boy finally understands."

"I'm not leaving either. I'll just wait here with you."

Seeing that he finally let go, Huamaguai's tense heartstrings finally relaxed.

He was afraid that Kunlun would act stupidly and bite him to death. That would be a really bad thing.

Seeing the scorching sun above her head, Huama took a few steps aside and hid in the shadow of the corner.

Seeing this, Kunlun just grinned.

He seemed to be okay with the exposure.

After copying Euphorbia, I didn't mind the trouble. I took apart the cloth and wiped it bit by bit.

Huamaguai is already used to strange things.

Talking to him on his own.

But he was the one doing the talking most of the time.

It's nothing more than things at home or in the mountains.

Hundreds of thousands of people opened their mouths waiting to eat.

Although a trip to Pingshan can solve an urgent need.

But it was just June, and the weather was several times hotter than in previous years.

Such an unusual climate.

It made him worried.

Worried that the crops in the fields will not yield well.

Kunlun's attention was entirely on the spurge, as if wiping it clean was more important than anything else.

But occasionally he would raise his head and look at Huamaguai who was talking endlessly, with a bit of envy in his eyes.

He suddenly remembered something.

Some time ago in Pingshan, the shopkeeper promised him that when he returned to Zhuangzi, he would find a teacher to teach him how to read and write.

but……

Come back for a few days.