The operation was successful, but Doctor No. 5 gave a bad review. Wu Sanxing was hospitalized for half a month. His plan to set a trap for his nephew while drinking at home had to be moved to the hospital.

"Uncle San, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you're not young anymore. How can you handle so many people at once? Take it easy."

Wuxie peeled an apple and stuffed it into his mouth while scolding his uncle.

"Is it okay now? I had kidney failure!"

"Just shut the fuck up! Don't you see so many people are here to seek revenge?"

A banana peel hit Wu Xie, who was so shocked that he didn't even dodge it. "Uncle San! Were you raped?"

Wu Sanxing now felt that if he wanted to say a few words to this kid, his liver would have to be removed, so he quickly changed the subject.

"It's the people of Jin Ya in the capital. They are a bit too much for the old festival. It's not like before!"

When Wuxie heard the name Jin Ya Jingcheng, he immediately thought of the old man he met half a month ago and started talking about him.

Wu Sanxing happened to have the printed photo with him. He quickly sat up while holding his kidney. He put on his reading glasses and looked at it for a long time before he exclaimed, "This is a fucking tomb!"

Wu Xie quickly asked, "Can you tell who it belongs to?"

Wu Sanxing muttered a lot of things, and Wuxie was itching to go there. After he went back, he called every few days, asking about the ancient tomb in various ways. Finally, he persuaded Wu Sanxing to agree to take him there.

We took a long-distance bus, then a local bus, then a motorcycle, and finally a bullock cart. When our butt was about to be broken by the shaking, we finally arrived at a green mountain stream.

Along the way, Wuxie discovered that apart from Pan Zi and Da Kui brought by his uncle, the remaining one was the young man who was kissing downstairs.

He was either sleeping or in a daze the whole way, and ignored everyone he spoke to. Wuxie secretly complained in his heart that his parents had strict education and he was quite a man of integrity.

The last leg of the journey not only requires crossing the river in front of us, but there is also a water cave ahead. The local guide that the group found was an old man.

Wu Sanxing asked the old man to send him here, saying that a waiter would come to pick him up. Thinking of this, he waved his hands and said, "Boss, it's not that my father-in-law is nosy. For decades, this river has only been driven by that boatman. Anyone else who goes in can't get out!"

"What? Your water cave can eat people?" Wuxie teased the old man like he was a black tour guide.

"I dare not say anything nonsense, but it has been like this for years. No one dares to joke with their own life."

Wu Sanxing sighed, feeling helpless but unable to show it. That guy was not his friend, but his living ancestor!

Suddenly, a wave rolled up on the surface of the river, as if a giant beast from the bottom of the river was surfacing. Wu Xie was so scared that he quickly took a few steps back, while Men You Ping, who had not said a word on the way, was still moving forward. Wu Xie didn't care about others and hid behind a tree to look quietly. The surface of the river split in the middle, revealing the true face of the giant.

The old man who wanted to persuade her again shut up completely.

Pan Zi's cigarette fell out of his mouth. "What the hell is this model?"

"Uncle San! How can it be reasonable for you to ask me to spend money to buy equipment when you can call for a submarine?"

Although it is a pocket-sized one, with a diameter of less than 3 meters and a length of only 10 meters, it is also a submarine!

What is true? Grandpa's notes must be a joke!

Wu Sanxing also looked desperate. He had never done tomb robbing with a submarine, okay? This was the first time I had seen this either.

"Boss Wu~Boss Wu~Here!"

As soon as the hatch opened, Zhang Muchi bared his little white teeth and called out enthusiastically.

"Well, you get what you pay for. I said our service is top-notch. I guess your 300 million is not wasted~"

Wu Xie: "Uncle San! You spent 300 million to build a tomb! Is the Jade Emperor buried in it?!"

Wu Xie was shocked. How much money can tomb robbing make? Isn't it said that the blood on the blade makes the head hang on the belt? Feelings are just a lie to children!

Wu Sanxing refused to speak and withdrew a kidney.

The submarine was fully loaded with 7 people. After Wu Xie got in, he found everything curious. He touched and looked around. When he turned around, he saw Monk Oil Bottle with his eyes closed, not curious at all. He looked like a bumpkin, and cursed in his heart, why are you pretending?

In the submarine, he looked at Zhang Muchi and always felt that the man's back looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

As a retired veteran, Pan Zi is not proficient in weapons and equipment, but he has some knowledge about them. This kind of miniature submarine requires at least four crew members to operate it, but this one in front of him... When did a submarine become like driving a car? It's really outrageous.

Not to mention the extremely quiet space, which is impossible for such a small submarine.

"Brother...what model is your submarine?" Pan Zi couldn't hold it in any longer and approached Zhang Musi and asked, "Can you tell me?"

"It's convenient. What's the inconvenience? This is our company's own and not for sale. The model is "Umbrella-100"."

"An...what the hell is An?"

"It's just an Umbrella 100-ton displacement submarine, nothing special!"

Wu Xie was shocked when he heard this. This was a man's dream! Who wouldn't want to rob a tomb in a submarine?

Zhang Musi picked up the radio and started broadcasting.

"Dear passengers, please take note. We are about to arrive at the Wufenling Water Cave, the first stop of this tomb raid."

Bang, all the lights in the submarine turned on, and the originally dark water hole was suddenly illuminated.

Along with the terrifying atmosphere, Wu Sanxing's soul also disappeared.

It’s over, this is just a bullshit!

"The mountain we are passing through now is called Wufenling. According to unreliable legends, this mountain is an ancient tomb. What is certain is that the water tunnel we are passing through now is an ancient robber's tunnel."

A Kui: Master San, he was talking about my words...

Wu Sanxing: Do you think I have any more words?

Not long after entering, rustling sounds were heard all around the submarine.

Wu Xie looked through the observation window and saw a huge creature passing through the boat like a black fog.

Da Kui let out a roar and successfully said the first line of the day.

Wu Sanxing was furious. "What the hell are you yelling about? You scared us like this even in the submarine! You're going to pee your pants when you're on a boat!"

Pan Zi was also frightened. The beast was too big. They were not big enough to fill the gap between their teeth. Wu Xie was also panicking and looked straight at his uncle.

At this time, Third Uncle actually looked at Men You Ping, as if asking for his opinion. Men You Ping had now opened his eyes, and without saying a word, he stood up and walked to the bottom of the cabin to look at Zhang Mu Si.

Wuxie suddenly became nervous. He always heard that the Lamas would fight over trivial matters. But this Monk didn't say a word and just stood there waiting for someone to open the hatch. Who would tolerate his bad habits?

Zhang Musi's face darkened, he glared at him fiercely, turned around and took out something, then...

"These are gloves. Put them on quickly. The water here is dirty and unsanitary. Put on your waterproof suit... No, you must put it on!"

Wuxie: Why don’t you bring him an orange? How can a child go to kindergarten without fruit?

No! Is this guy so good-tempered? Is he shouting for war and killing?

Outside the submarine, Zhang Qiling hooked the hatch with one foot, hung upside down, and plunged his right hand into the water like lightning. In almost an instant, his whole body bulged up and he was already standing in the submarine's cabin, holding a black insect between his unusually long fingers.

Wu Xie quietly asked Pan Zi where this oil bottle came from. Pan Zi quietly pointed at his fingers and asked, "How many years does it take to practice this?"

Zhang Musi handed the microphone to Zhang Qiling and asked, "Excuse me, sir, what is all around us now?"

The look in his eyes hinted wildly, "Brother, I'm good to you, I'll save all your words for you!"

Zhang Qiling: No need

Wu Sanxing: The atmosphere has collapsed again and I can’t even recognize my mom!

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