“I also have professional ethics. I only take one or two valuable items from inside, and I don’t touch the rest. I will even fill the soil back up for them.”
Let me tell you, there really aren't many tomb raiders like me left in this world.
"Really? Then I should thank you."
"No need to thank me, we're brothers, it's nothing... Wait, why does this voice sound a little unfamiliar?"
He slowly turned around and found the gravedigger standing behind them.
Now it's getting better and better, and four people can even make a table for mahjong.
It's no wonder the tomb keeper came at this time; the three of them were making quite a commotion, and Bai Yi was still digging at that moment.
The gravedigger is not some deaf and blind man.
"Tomb raiders, how dare you!"
"Don't worry, buddy, I've got it sorted out."
In front of the gravedigger, Bai Yi took the coffin out of the ground, the whole process was smooth and natural, just like he was back in his own home.
"Goodbye everyone, I'm going home now. It's getting dark, I need to go home and collect the laundry."
"Oh right, I remember now, my mom called me home for dinner."
"Let's go together! I remember it's my birthday today, I need to go back and celebrate."
The three of them made up an excuse and ran away.
"You damned bastards, stop right there!"
Waving his stick, the gravedigger would show them what the legendary six strikes per second meant as long as he could reach the target.
Raising your hand with height, swinging the stick with angle, hitting with force, punching with measure, and stepping with warmth.
Six blows in one second, the victim remained silent, not because he was patient, but because the blows were too fast to scream.
However, this approach proved somewhat ineffective against the three uninvited guests.
"No way! If you just tell us to stop, we'll lose face!"
The gravedigger is also a path-fixer, but his opponents are all more experienced than him.
The tomb raider carried his full set of tools, while the tribute man had a pear in his mouth. Bai Yi carried the coffin on his right shoulder. In this way, the tomb keeper simply couldn't catch up.
"You all better remember this!!!"
He plans to increase patrols during this period to ensure that this kind of thing doesn't happen again.
On the other side, the three-person cemetery tour group split up at the exit. Bai Yi, carrying the coffin, arrived at a secluded place.
"Wuhu, I've got it. I can already feel the powerful fictional force accumulated on it."
The fictional story left behind by Han Feiyu before his death is Bai Xiaosheng's legacy.
Because almost everyone in the martial arts world knows that Bai Xiaosheng has the most and best original manuscripts, and also knows that he has accumulated a considerable fortune through his reckless behavior over the years.
Therefore, everyone believed it, believed that Bai Xiaosheng's legacy was real.
Time and again, the slightest clue about Bai Xiaosheng's legacy has stirred up a bloody storm in the martial arts world.
Those clues were all fabricated by other storytellers for their own purposes, which also strengthened everyone's recognition of Bai Xiaosheng's legacy.
Under such circumstances, after so many years, the fictional story of Bai Xiaosheng's legacy has reached a level that even Bai Yi is somewhat surprised by.
It's past midnight, a little later than planned, but it's not a big deal, not a big deal.
The fourth update is in preparation. The author always keeps his word and will definitely deliver the update for you.
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