Chapter 78: Lao Yang's Tragedy

After enjoying a "delicious and sumptuous" lunch, Wuxie asked Lao Yang about his disappearance in the past few years and why he came here now.

Wuxie felt sad when he learned that his childhood friend had been in jail for the past few years.

Thinking of his third uncle's illegal tomb robbing, reselling of cultural relics, imprisonment and restriction of others' personal freedom and other criminal acts, he couldn't help but ask on his third uncle's behalf about how the food in prison was.

Xie Laoyang thought that he was veiledly criticizing him, and felt somewhat unhappy, but he did not show it on his face at all. He just spoke a little awkwardly.

"It's... it's okay... it's okay, probably better than your... this... instant noodles."

Wuxie choked, feeling as if he was pointing at him, but he had no evidence.

"It's okay, just get out. Didn't you find a job and come to me for help? Apart from anything else, just because of our friendship over the years, I'll definitely provide you with food and shelter if you work here!"

Just take care of food and accommodation, nothing else.

Does that mean there is no salary at all?

Jie Laoyang's eyes twitched. He used to think Wuxie was a kind person and was surprised that there was such a simple person in the Wu family. He never realized that Wuxie had the potential to be a capitalist!

Shouldn't he say that he is worthy of being a homeless person?

In fact, Jie Laoyang really misunderstood him. The money Wuxie had now was only enough to support himself. Wushanju had not received any income for several months, and now he owed Wang Meng four months' salary.

Wang Meng's last salary was five months ago, when Wu Erbai came to inspect Wushanju and couldn't bear to see it anymore, so he paid him the money.

If Wang Meng was not actually from Wujia and was ordered to come and help Wuxie, he would have a way out no matter what, and if Wuxie's place provided food and accommodation, Wuxie would not even be able to keep a young servant like him.

Wang Meng's management skills and antique appraisal skills are actually quite good, and he also knows some martial arts, but he has never had the opportunity to show them.

Until now, Wuxie still thought that Wang Meng was a young man who knew nothing but playing Minesweeper on the computer, had no ambition, and was only interested in giving up.

"No, no no... No, it's money, I need..."

"stop!"

As soon as a certain key word was mentioned, Wuxie instantly leaned back in his chair, crossing his hands to express strong resistance.

"Let me make it clear right up front, there's absolutely no way I'm going to lend you money. Forget about the door, there's not even a crack in the window!"

"No, you...look, look at this."

Jie Laoyang knew that he stuttered and it would take some time for him to explain things clearly, so he simply took out the small bronze bell he had prepared in advance and showed it to Wuxie.

"You want to come to my place to sell antiques? Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll take a look at what era these items are from. Let me tell you, the antique business is complicated. The price we charge is definitely lower than the selling price..."

Wuxie took the bell and gave him a warning, telling him to be prepared that the item was worthless.

Then he was surprised to find that the bell looked extremely familiar.

Isn’t this the kind of bell that confuses people and is hung on the coral tree in the Xisha underwater tomb?

It seemed a bit similar to the bell hanging on the tail of the giant turtle in the waterway cave in front of Prince Lu's Palace, but the environment was dim that time and he didn't pay attention to it.

Wu Xie took another closer look and found that the patterns engraved on the two bells were about 80% similar. However, the bell he saw in the Xisha Islands had a flying bird pattern engraved in the middle, while the one in his hand now had a haphazard pattern engraved in the middle, some thick and some thin, but with no regular pattern, and he couldn't tell what it was.

"Where did you get this bell?"

Wuxie still remembered the power of the bell so clearly that before putting it on the table, he stuffed the ball of tissue paper that was blocking it back in.

"From...from...from the Qinling Mountains, there is a large...tomb. I invite...you...to come with me..."

Jie Laoyang spoke haltingly, but Wuxie already understood what was going on.

Lao Yang found a big tomb from somewhere, but it was quite dangerous and he didn't have the ability to go there by himself. Then he thought of himself and wanted to go down to the tomb with him.

Thinking of his special fate, Wuxie felt a little uneasy.

In front, there is a female ghost in the water tunnel demanding life, a bloody corpse in the Lu Palace chasing souls, and behind, a ghost with a human face and a sickle is on the boat, and a sea monkey and a forbidden woman are sticking to them.

Wuxie is now afraid that once he leaves the tomb, his friends will be harmed by him.

This is not just ordinary evil, it might even result in death!

"This... I can't agree to this. To be honest, I have a natural conflict with the things in the tomb. It's either you die or I die..."

Hearing Wuxie's refusal, Jie Laoyang became a little anxious.

"No, now only you can help me, please, please help me..."

Lao Yang looked at Wuxie anxiously and spoke haltingly. Wuxie didn't get anxious at all, but his face turned red from anxiety.

"Don't be impatient. Drink some water and speak slowly."

Wuxie poured him a glass of boiled water and comforted him kindly.

Next, Wuxie listened to a tragic drama.

The protagonist Lao Yang was thrown into jail at the beginning of the story. After he finally got out, he found that his mother was seriously ill and urgently needed 500,000 yuan for treatment, but he did not have a single cent.

Just when he was so anxious that he had no other options and was about to go to his despair, he suddenly received news about a big tomb.

Although he had been imprisoned for several years and had received careful teachings of correct values ​​from the police, in order to raise money for his mother's medical treatment, as a filial son, he resolutely embarked on the path of illegal tomb robbing.

This is so touching…

Wuxie was so moved by his filial piety that his eyes were misty. It was a pity that he had no money at the moment. Let alone 500,000, he didn't even have 10,000. Otherwise, he really wanted to lend money to Lao Yang in an emergency.

"Brother, you are so filial. I was right about you. Unfortunately, I don't have any money right now and can't help my aunt. How about I introduce you to my second uncle? He is very rich and will definitely help you for my sake."

With Wuxie's words, Jie Laoyang knew that this matter was settled, so he quickly struck while the iron was hot.

"No, no, let's go to that...that place. There must be...good stuff there, very valuable. Let's go together...Ordinary people...I'm not good enough to tell him yet..."

“Yeah, yeah, I believe you.” I just don’t believe in myself!!!

Wuxie felt that since they were all friends, the news must be reliable, so it was not impossible for him to go with them. However, he was worried in his heart, wondering whether he should call the fat guy and the others to see if they were willing to go. If they came along, the trip would be a little safer.

Otherwise, I have to find my third uncle... No, my third uncle is still "missing", so I can only ask my second uncle for help.

But this area of ​​their family is managed by their third uncle, and I don’t know if my second uncle can help him allocate more staff.

In addition, Wuxie was still thinking about whether he could find someone from the Jie family to go with him.

Because this tomb seemed to be a lucrative job, he might be able to take this opportunity to ease the relationship between the two families. After all, the incident with Jie Lian was something his third uncle did that was not fair.