As a result, he lost everything with just one move and the fat man won the first game.
Looking at the expression on Pan Zi's face, the fat man smiled proudly and said, "I'm so lucky, Fatty. Get in the car!" Then he walked excitedly towards his big pickup truck.
Pan Zi:
Shen Tingsi looked at the two people's somewhat childish behavior and did not express any opinions. He was in a particularly good mood at the moment, so it didn't matter which car they took.
"Later, we'll charge directly into Aning's camp and give them a head start!"
The boastful tone was clearly that of a fat man.
In the camp
Zhang Qiling carefully packed the things he was going to take away and put them into his backpack one by one, not even leaving behind Ji Huaichuan's snacks.
"Hey, Mr. Zhang, what are you doing? Boss Aning has told you that you can't leave!" said Wu Laosi.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Qiling ignored him, picked up his backpack and walked out without even looking at him.
"Hey? Hey! Mr. Zhang!" Wu Laosi was confused. Wow, this guy is so arrogant, what should I do?
Seeing that the situation was not right, Wu Laosi quickly chased after him and stopped Zhang Qiling.
"Mr. Zhang, I, Wu Laosi, am more or less a cultured person. I wanted to have a good chat with you about poetry and songs, but you insisted on fighting with me, right?" Fenfen'er's expression was quite unconvinced, and he planned to give Zhang Qiling a practice.
Just as he was about to take action, he saw a car coming up from behind. It was a green pickup truck. It was Fatty and his friends.
The car stopped steadily in the middle of the crowd. Fatty and Pan Zi opened the door and got out, looking very arrogant.
"Brother, long time no see!" the fat man said loudly.
Seeing this, Zhang Qiling threw the backpack in his hand to the fat man and walked towards the car.
Wu Lao Si rubbed his eyes in the back and said, "Isn't this our car? Hey, you three! Do you treat me like air?"
"Uncle Pan, please clear the way for this young man!" the fat man said slowly while leaning against the car.
Pan Zi took off his sunglasses and walked towards the crowd. Shen Tingsi was watching the excitement in the car and couldn't help but feel a little itchy in his hands.
"Fatty, do you need help?" Shen Tingsi asked.
The fat man looked back at Shen Tingsi's excited face and said helplessly: "If you want to go, go. Don't get tired."
After hearing what was said, Shen Tingsi got out of the car quickly. He had specially changed into neat clothes when he came, just in preparation for the fight.
Only then did Zhang Qiling notice the person with a ponytail, and a hint of inquiry quickly flashed in his eyes.
Shen Tingsi naturally noticed Zhang Qiling's reaction, smiled at Zhang Qiling, and followed Pan Zi.
"Pan Zi, let's make a bet to see who can knock down more people!" Shen Tingsi said excitedly.
"sure!"
Seeing that the situation was not right, Wu Laosi ordered his men to rush upwards.
Pan Zi and Shen Tingsi also moved. Pan Zi dodged and grabbed a dagger that was stabbing at him, then grabbed the man's wrist, pulled it back and chopped it, and the man fell to the ground instantly.
Shen Tingsi's movements were as light as the wind, and his steps were unpredictable. In a short space of time, he packed up three or five people and threw them aside. During the whole process, even his hair was not messed up. He even said jokingly, "Master Pan is not good enough."
"Hey, wait and see!" Men can't say no!
Pan Zi delivered a spinning kick, knocking down another one. In a matter of seconds, more than a dozen mercenaries were thrown to the ground, groaning non-stop.
"Sure, you're quite skilled." Shen Tingsi straightened his sleeves and walked towards Pan Zi.
"You're not bad either!" Pan Zi said with a smile.
The unfortunate Wu Laosi had already disappeared somewhere and didn't even dare to show his head.
Seeing that Pan Zi and the others had almost finished fighting, the fat man said to Zhang Qiling, "Brother, the Third Master has found the way. Let us come and pick you up."
Zhang Qiling nodded, opened the door and got into the car.
The fat man then asked, "Brother, where is your innocence?"
Devil City
"Why is he going there?" The fat man frowned, not understanding.
Zhang Qiling didn't say anything as if he was thinking about something. The fat man didn't care and went over to pick up a climbing buckle and a flashlight.
"That's about enough. Let's go, Panzi, and find your Third Master."
"So the Third Master is not here. Why did you tell me earlier? Let's go find the Third Master!" said Pan Zi.
"Hey, hey, hey, you can't leave! You can't leave!" Wu Laosi suddenly appeared from somewhere.
Shen Tingsi turned around, glanced at Wu Laosi, and said faintly: "Sir, you talk too much nonsense... Fatty, order now."
It can only be said that Wu Laosi was unlucky. He happened to catch up with Shen Tingsi when he was a little unhappy, and his little Huaichuan was not at home.
"Okay!"
When the fat man heard the request, he smiled and took the oil barrel off the truck bed and scattered it towards the camp. Wu Laosi and his men were frightened and retreated one after another. Finally, the fat man took out a lighter, lit it and threw it to the place where the oil was spilled. A fire broke out instantly.
"This is a reward from Fatty!" Fatty laughed loudly, turned around and got into the car with Pan Zi and the others.
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"Hey, there are words on it!" Wuxie exclaimed.
"What's written?" Aning asked. She didn't know much about those ancient characters.
"Some information about the tomb owner's life, and... elixirs?"
Ji Huaichuan leaned on the deck and watched the two people studying with great interest. He was tired, really tired. He now only hated that woman Yao Qiong for loving to show off and writing everything. He had told her that some things could not be written, but she refused to listen. She even carved all the places that could be carved in order to retaliate against him. It was just the behavior of a primary school kid!
"Pills? Then what?" Aning asked.
"It's been severely oxidized and I can't see clearly." Wuxie said.
Well done! Ji Huaichuan was overjoyed, Yaoqiong, Yaoqiong, the heavens are helping me, you had so many carved, and they all oxidized, hahaha!
Just when Wuxie was regretting that there was nothing more to study and was about to stand up, he suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" Aning asked.
"Don't move! There is a silk thread and I almost got hooked. I don't know what mechanism is connected here." Wuxie said carefully.
Ji Huaichuan looked at the two people who were suspicious and couldn't help but laugh: "Alright, alright, hurry up and get up. The mechanism has been broken for a long time. Otherwise, you will be caught when the thing rises from the dead."
"Ah? I was worried for a long time, but it turned out to be bad?" Wuxie instantly lost his strength and let out a long sigh.
"It's better to be careful." Aning also breathed a sigh of relief. She was almost scared to death by Wuxie.
"Who is in this coffin?" asked a mercenary who came with Aning.
"She was a capable general under the Queen Mother of the West. She contracted a strange disease at a young age. The Queen Mother of the West fed her elixirs to prolong her life, but there was nothing she could do. Heaven wanted to take her away, and no one could stop her. She died just like that. Her meridians were severed, which was tragic. As for why she became smaller, it must be a conflict between the elixir and the disease."
Ji Huaichuan explained aloud that he had only picked out some unimportant things and interspersed them together, hoping to fool people.
Aning looked at Ji Huaichuan, then turned to Wuxie and asked, "Have you heard the story of the Queen Mother of the West seeking the elixir of immortality?"
Wuxie suddenly realized, "You mean... the tomb owner drank the elixir of immortality?!"
Damn, we're back again! Ji Huaichuan cursed countless times in his heart.
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