Number One Ugly Husband

Dong Lingce nodded to the senior slaves: "Don't worry about us, you continue to work."

"Okay." The high-ranking slaves didn't hold back in front of Dong Ling Ce and Bao Ye, and continued to sing and work.Those with supernatural power are either strong or fast, and some slaves with relatively high supernatural power are responsible for bombing the ground with various spells. In the cave, there is a formation enchantment arranged by Dong Lingce to support the entire cave, even if they use all their supernatural power , the hole will not collapse.

The high-level slaves cooperated with each other and worked very efficiently. In just 15 minutes, the big truck was full of soil and left.

Ou Yexi was very satisfied with their speed, arranged the current situation, and dug out the contents within half a year: "Mr. Dongling still has the ability to buy so many high-level slaves to work for you."

"Mr. Ou Ye, you're wrong. I didn't buy them, but I paid a lot of money to invite them to work here." Dong Lingce specially emphasized the tone of the invitation: "I knew that I would spend such a large amount of capital to hire them." If someone came to work, I should have asked the people from the Shenshang Bureau to pay me more compensation."

Ou Yexi smiled and said nothing, but he scolded Dong Ling Ce a hundred times in his heart. In the compensation to Dong Ling Ce, the director of Shenshang Bureau also asked him to pay half of the money. The gods of the Commerce Bureau came to seize the chief culprit of Dongling Ce's property.

Mr Tanglin, can we walk around by ourselves? "

"Please."

Ou Yexi took Prime Minister Gong Shan and they got out of the car and walked further inside.

Xia Zong, who was following behind Ou Yexi, had been looking for familiar figures from the time he saw the high-level slaves.

Bao Ye pretended to greet and chat with everyone, but glanced at Xia Zong from time to time.

There were too many people in the construction site, so it was hard to find, so Xia Zong asked a high-ranking slave next to him who was singing brother: "The song you sing is very nice, may I ask what it is?"

As soon as the senior slave couldn't remember, he asked the others: "What song are we singing?"

"Call...what are you calling us? I forgot." The others were also too busy memorizing the lyrics, forgetting the title of the song.

Xia Zong asked again: "Who taught you to sing?"

"It was our captain who taught us to sing."

"Who is your captain?"

The senior slave looked around and saw Tang Kaiji who was in charge of blasting the soil, so he raised his voice and shouted: "Deputy Tang...

When Bao Ye heard the slave calling his father's portrait, he almost rushed over and strangled the slave.

When Tang Kaiji heard someone calling him, he turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

The moment Xia Zong saw Tang Kaiji, he froze in place. Wasn't this Baoye's adoptive father?

He took a closer look at Tang Kaiji's face, and it was indeed exactly the same as the person in the photos that Baoye often took out to recall, and both were surnamed Tang, so he could be sure they were the same person.

So Bao Ye is really here.

The senior slave said, "Mr. So asked us what song we were singing."

Tang Kaiji smiled: "This song is called "My Good Brother"."

Xia Zong asked: "Did you create it yourself?"

"No, someone taught me."

"Who is it?" Xia Zong asked with a hint of eagerness in his tone.

Tang Kaiji felt that this person didn't seem to want to know the name of the song, but more like someone who wanted to teach them to sing, and he couldn't help but feel a little vigilance in his heart: "I don't know who he is, he taught me to learn this song. left after the song."

"Did he say where to go?"

Tang Kaiji shook his head.

"Then did he tell you anything?"

"No."

Xia Zong sensed that Tang Kaiji was on guard against him, and immediately said in a soft tone: "Deputy Tang, the person who taught you this song is probably my friend, but we have been separated for many years, if you know where he is, you can Please tell me, I have been looking for him for a long time."

Tang Kaiji knew that Chou Nu didn't have such a friend at all, and he didn't believe him even more when he heard such words: "Sir, I really don't know where he is."

Xia Zong didn't think he was lying: "My name is Xia Zong, if he comes to look for you again, can you send someone to Mr. Ou Zhi's house to inform me?"

Tang Kaiji nodded.

"Thank you." Xia Zong followed up with Ou Yexi and the others.

Tang Kaiji looked at Baoye, who was standing not far away, watching them, and turned to continue working.

Bao Ye frowned, Xia Zong found his adoptive father, as long as he used it a little in the future, he would soon find him.

Dong Ling Ce patted the back of his head: "What are you thinking?"

"I was wondering if you could..." Bao Ye wanted Dong Ling Ce to erase Xia Zong's memory of him and his adoptive father, but in the middle of the sentence, it was as if someone had suppressed his voice and couldn't speak.

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For a moment, Baoye couldn't think of what to say next. When he saw the high-ranking slaves singing, his eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "Can you sing a song too? I've never heard you sing before."

"In our era, there were only tunes and no lyrics. After the unblocking, I have never heard the song." Dong Lingce thought for a while, and conjured up an exquisite wooden flute that was three times thicker than ordinary flutes: " I can play the flute, do you want to listen to it?"

Watching him put the flute in his mouth, Baoye said speechlessly, "Are you going to play it now?"

"Well, consider it a reward for the slaves." Dong Ling Ce tapped his palms with the flute, squinted his eyes and said, "Maybe he can also feel my music."

Bao Ye was puzzled: "Who are you talking about?"

Dong Ling Ce didn't explain, and put the flute to his mouth to try blowing a few times, and then, a flute sound that seemed to come from ancient times came out of the flute.

The melancholy and melancholy melody made the chatting and laughing slaves stop their work and look at Dongling Ce, and even the Ouzhixi people who had gone away turned back because of the sound of the flute.

The helplessness and sadness revealed in the melody shocked the hearts of the people, and hit the souls of all present, making the slaves think of their tragic fate controlled by the slave master.

Bao Ye couldn't help thinking of his dead brothers, but he didn't understand how Dong Ling Ce could play such a sad tune.

Suddenly, the ground shook violently.

Everyone was surprised: "Is there an earthquake?"

Seeing that Dong Ling Ce could still play the tune so calmly, Baoye quickly comforted them: "Everyone, don't be nervous, there is a formation here, even if it is an earthquake, it will not be knocked down."

This piece of music can cause |vibration, which shows that the following things have a certain connection with Dongling Ce.

Seeing that Ouyexi and the others looked calm, the high-ranking slaves were no longer so afraid.

Ou Yexi and Gong Shanxiang sensed that the vibration was coming from underground, and quickly used their spiritual sense to probe below the ground. As the flute played to the climax, the underground vibration became more and more intense, as if seeing a long-lost friend, Swaying excitedly from side to side.

Dong Ling Ce looked at the ground, and combined his divine power to blow the flute, which resonated with the ground. When the melody reached the end, the vibration became smaller and smaller, and calmness was slowly restored.

He put down the flute and asked Baoye, "Does it sound good?"

Bao Ye said: "It sounds good, but the song is so sad that it makes people want to cry."

Dong Ling Ce twirled the flute in his hand, and said to him through sound transmission: "This is the last piece composed by Emperor Shi himself."

Bao Ye asked via voice transmission: "Did he know that the ancient gods were going to disappear when he composed this song?"

"Maybe, he didn't say anything when he played the piece."

"Ah--" Suddenly, Ou Yexi and Gong Shanxiang screamed, and then they were thrown ten meters away, hitting the slave who was still immersed in the song.

Wang Shu and Xia Zong hurried over: "Mr. Gongshan, Mr. Ouzhi, are you all right?"

"It hurts, it hurts." Ou Yexi and Gong Shanxiang yelled while covering their heads.

Dong Ling Ce snorted coldly: "It deserves it."

Baoye also applauded in his heart: "What happened to them?"

When I used my spiritual sense to detect something buried underground, it was bounced off by the barrier below.

...Ye secretly thanked himself for not being bounced by the barrier below when he used divine power to investigate last time.

Dong Ling Ce didn't care whether Ou Yexi and the others were alive or dead, he dragged Bao Ye into the tour bus and left.

Wang Shu and Xia Zong didn't dare to delay the treatment, so they took Ou Yexi and the others teleported back to the villa, looking for the genius doctor Ou Yexi brought from the upper world to treat them.

After about half an hour, the pain gradually disappeared.

Ou Yexi sat up, rubbed his still-stinging head and said, "I don't know what kind of treasure is buried in the ground, but even we can bounce back, it's amazing."

"The more powerful something is, the more powerful its aura is, and we want to get it even more." Prime Minister Gong Shan's eyes filled with anger.

"That's right." Ou Yexi looked at Prime Minister Gong Shan: "Are you okay? Have you hurt your consciousness and veins?" Prime Minister Gong Shan said with a sullen face, "I'm a god anyway, how can I be hurt so easily. "

Ou Yexi frowned, the face of Gongshan in front of him made him feel a little weird, the bloodshot eyes gave a very eerie feeling.

When Gong Shan met him, he stared at him, wondering, "What's wrong?"

"You really don't have any discomfort?"

Prime Minister Gong Shan smiled: "No really, but I'm a little tired, so I'll go upstairs to rest first."

Ou Yexi nodded, thinking that it must be his own illusion just now.

Prime Minister Gong Shan turned and went upstairs. When he was halfway up the stairs, he was accidentally kicked by the stairs. If he hadn't grabbed the handrail, he would have fallen to hell.

Prime Minister Gong Shan stood firm, and immediately kicked angrily towards the stairs that almost caused him to fall: "Damn it, even you bullied me."

With a bang, he kicked a big hole in the stairs.

Ouyexi frowned.

Wang Shu and Xia Zong glanced at each other, not understanding why Prime Minister Gongshan became so rude.

Ou Yexi looked at Wang Shu: "Did Ah Xiang encounter something unpleasant recently?"

"No."

"Then he just..." Ou Yexi's head hurt again just now: "Forget it, it's fine, you guys go upstairs to rest too."

"it is good."

Xia Zong returned to the room where he slept before, lay down on the bed, and thought of Tang Kaiji who he saw today, and began to make up his mind.