"Will you move the remains of a saint?"

After listening to Lu Ban's narration, Juwan felt a little surprised.

Although everyone says that the remains of saints are still walking on the earth, this is only a metaphor. In most of the legends about the remains of saints that Giant Wrist has heard, these powerful corpses are mostly lying in coffins, and they will go berserk only when someone approaches and disturbs them, or they are imprisoned by something, and once released, they will destroy the world.

However, the remains of a saint walking around like a naughty child, as described by Lu Ban, is indeed a bit unbelievable.

As for Lu Ban, he was also helpless.

Next to the giant wrist, the "saint's remains" in white clothes and with black eyes was standing nearby, listening to Lu Ban talking about it. It also nodded and pondered along with the giant wrist, which looked inexplicably funny.

Lu Ban has confirmed that no one can see this guy except himself. If Lu Ban is a madman with a brain problem, then he might think that there is something wrong with his brain.

But Lu Ban thought he was normal, so it must be this guy's problem.

Is it really like Xia said, that I am the chosen one, chosen by some unknown god from somewhere?

This saint's remains took a fancy to me?

Lu Ban heard a roar and the earth shook. They looked at the city square from the building and saw a huge pit in the center of the square. Another group of wilderness hunters were carrying supplies and equipment down there. They seemed to have discovered something underground.

"Isn't this a bit like Indiana Jones? If it was the same as the movie, we should have been discovered by the other party and then taken away. Now, we can only watch others explore and we can't go in."

As Lu Ban was muttering to himself, he suddenly had an inspiration.

"In that case, why don't we just show up and follow them down?"

He thought he was really smart.

Anyway, their mission is to find the treasure, and it doesn't say that they must rely on themselves. Wouldn't it be easier to just go over and ask for help?

Moreover, Lu Ban also came into contact with the remains of a saint. Maybe the treasure here is guarded by that silly guy. He has a lot of bargaining chips.

Jiandan said a few words to Juwan and the others, asking the three locals to hide and leave immediately if anything unexpected happened. Then he walked straight into the city square.

In an instant, several crossbows were aimed at them. Lu Ban saw a man with arms covered with crystals standing at the entrance of the cave. It was obvious that he was the boss here.

Lu Ban did not stop, but continued to move forward towards the man with the crystallized arm.

Iron Fist was curious about the other party, so he waved his hand and asked the alert crossbowman to put down his weapon.

"Who are you?"

Tiequan looked the man up and down. Apart from the crowbar on his back, there didn't seem to be anything special about him.

"You can call me Joker."

Lu Ban said generously.

"I'm here to discuss a business with you."

"Business?"

Iron Fist found it amusing and chuckled.

The man next to him with half of his face crystallized was a little annoyed.

"You are definitely not alone. Where is your companion?"

"No need to rush, Wumian."

Tie Quan stopped his men and turned to look at Lu Ban.

"Do you think I need anything? I have much more information about this place than you do. Don't you think it's a little funny that you come to me to discuss business with me empty-handed? Aren't you afraid that I will just kill you and throw your body into the desert for insects to eat it all?"

He was telling the truth. Tiequan felt that no one understood these ruins and these civilizations better than he did. After all, his city-state considered itself the descendant of this civilization. The map in his hand was passed down from his ancestors, plus the one he collected in the wilderness.

But now this man is talking about business.

Before seeing the chips, Iron Fist only thought that the person in front of him really looked like a clown, a jester in the old days who used funny actions and performances to please others.

"Otherwise, let me perform a magic trick for you first."

Lu Ban casually took out a survival knife from his backpack.

"I want this knife to disappear from your sight..."

"what are you up to?"

The crystallized half of the face of the man called Faceless suddenly changed color, and Lu Ban could feel the air around him turning cold.

The next moment, he inserted the knife into his left hand. The blade sank into the flesh and blood, and the bone could be vaguely seen.

Tiequan was a little confused. Why did this guy start stabbing himself without saying a word?

But when Lu Ban pulled the knife out of his hand, Tie Quan saw that Lu Ban's wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, grass began to grow in the bloody and deep wound where the bone was visible.

"Okay, can we start talking now?"

He smiled.

Tiequan was silent for a moment. He had seen some similar healing abilities, but he had never seen one as outrageous as Lu Ban's.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the wound disappeared completely.

Of course, he could kill Lu Ban in front of him as he said before, but Tiequan didn't want to test how powerful the force behind a person with such extraordinary recovery ability is.

"You talk about your business."

"It's simple. We join forces and when we find the treasure, we split it 50-50."

Lu Ban said in a deep voice.

"But I don't think we can find the treasure without you, unless you have any new information."

Tiequan spread his hands and showed his team.

"Did you know that there are saint's remains in these ruins?"

Lu Ban asked.

Tiequan disagreed, as this was the information he knew.

"Go on, I'm listening."

"Do you know that the remains of the saint are standing next to you now?"

Lu Ban asked again.

"!"

Tiequan suddenly became nervous. He turned around and looked around, but there was no one there except his own people.

"Are you kidding me?"

"No, it really stands beside you."

Lu Ban pointed at the air next to Tiequan.

There, the guy in white was imitating Iron Fist's movements and looking around, looking like a naughty kid.

Tiequan looked in the direction where Lu Ban's finger was, but still found nothing.

He glanced at Wumian beside him, and Wumian also looked confused.

"You'd better prove what you say."

Tie Quan clenched his crystallized fist.

"Pure white clothes, long black hair, barefoot, looks like a man and a woman, eyes are completely black..."

Before Lu Ban could finish his words, Tie Quan took a step closer.

"Is it really here?"

Tiequan asked in a low voice.

"Yes."

Lu Ban glanced at the side of Tiequan, and the guy also moved closer, with his head just within reach of Tiequan.

"Boss?"

Wumian was a little confused.

Tiequan thought for a short while and quickly reached out his hand towards Lu Ban.

“It’s been a pleasure working with you.”

"From today on, we are comrades!"

Lu Ban clenched his flesh and blood hand tightly around the iron fist and swung it vigorously.