Paper people all have three tempers, let alone monk Wu.

He threw away the rope on his hand and stared at Chu Han with resentment: "Everyone is setting up tents, and you are watching from the side and still like to shout."

"If you have...you can fight yourself..."

The voice of the monk Wu's speech became weaker and weaker, and to the end, it was almost inaudible.

It's not because he suddenly stopped getting angry.

It was just because Chu Han had a folding knife in his hand for no reason, and he looked at him with a smile.

Monk Wu curled his neck and bent down to pick up the thrown rope, continued to fix the tent, and complained in a low voice: "Just talk, what kind of knife should I use."

After the camp is built, the one who makes the fire starts to make the fire, and the one who makes the cooking starts to make the meal.

There was a storm outside. In order to have a meal, a group of people even built a shed for the fire.

A group of people sat next to the fire, and Hong Tian was drinking beer and bragging.

"Hehe, you probably don't know about this tomb robbery?"

"As the saying goes, looking for dragons and gold to see the mountain. One level of entanglement is one level of gate. If there are eight levels of danger in the gate, it will not appear in the shape of Yin and Yang Eight Trigrams."

"I remember you, Brother Hong, I, who was a brother to the tomb robbers in northern Jilin. Don't believe it. There are not necessarily zombie female ghosts in this ancient tomb, but it's even more scary than these two. There's something big."

"Just talk about corpse turtle..."

Rumble!!!

A thunder that resounded through the world added a terrifying color to the night.

At first it was a thunderclap, but as the thunder passed, the rumbling sound was not over yet.

Everyone couldn't help but wondered when they were coming.

In the lightning, I saw the most shocking scene so far.

A few miles away from the land, a towering mountain collapsed like an old man who was dying. The rain brought the gravel and sand to form a rolling wave.

The rolling mud and mud tilted down, sweeping everything around you.

After the collapsed mountain was lifted up, a Taoist temple with a brilliant momentum like a heavenly palace appeared in front of everyone.

Monk Wu and others opened their mouths slightly, and they were so shocked that they were endless: "What's the fuck?"

Chu Han narrowed his eyes and thought, as if he had thought of something. He didn't say much, but said: "All employees should be transferred, don't be affected by mudslides."

"yes!"

...

Laokui Mountain, the ancient tomb of the Warring States Period.

The Wu family tomb robbers were stationed in the camp, and Wu Buxuan, who led the team, stood in the heavy rain and looked at the gym above, showing a crazy smile.

"Rare for me, you must find Guigu silk book and Gu poison before the tomb robbery. Whether my Wu family can become the next Zhuge family depends on today!"

"Captain, the family has a letter from him. I just got the news that the inspection team has a team that is coming to capture us and has already set off a few days ago..."

Wu Buxuan sneered: "It's just a group of laymen. In the ancient tomb, my Wu family is still afraid of a group of guns?"

"Hurry up and enter the ancient tomb!"

"yes!"

...

It was a night, and it was raining heavily.

Chu Han considers himself a firm atheist.

But after the transfer, I drank some wine and fell asleep, I dreamed that a beggar was smiling at him like an old man.

He pointed his hand at the Taoist temple behind him, under a mud statue.

Chu Han was awakened and wiped the cold sweat from his face and continued to fall asleep.

I just fell asleep and saw the old man again.

He still had the same smile, pointing his fingers under the mud figure.

Chu Han was completely angry: "Lao Zamao, you are so sick, right? I shot you!"

Plop!

The old man knelt on the ground at that time.

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was Monk Wu's aggrieved voice: "I just farted in the quilt. Brother Chu, don't you want to shoot me, right?"

"I'm not in your tent, can you sleep? Can I be wrong?"

Chu Han opened his eyes and realized that he had actually pushed the gun against Monk Wu's forehead.

Subconsciously frowning.

"I'm sleepwalking?"

"What?" Monk Wu was extremely pitiful.

Chu Han raised his foot and kicked the man over: "Get out, you're so fart when you sleep, go to bed and fall asleep in the tent of Hongtian."

“Hey.”

Monk Wu stood up quickly and went to Hongtian to sleep without looking back.

Seeing that someone had left, Chu Han sighed and took out a green military communicator from his package, with an antenna.

After turning on the phone and adjusting the frequency, Chu Han said heavily: "It seems that something has happened to me in my head. I not only had nightmares, but I even almost dreamed of sleepwalking and killing people."

After saying that, Chu Han was silent for a while before saying, "Can it be the sequelae caused by memory blockade?"

There is no sound of men and women and age on the other end of the communicator: "Cranyang, you are too tired."

"The wolf raising plan involves the dispute over national destiny. As the most critical link, memory blockade will never make any mistakes."

"Is that true?" Chu Han rubbed his face wildly and laughed in a crying voice: "I miss my dad a little."

"The general has been paying attention to you, and he is very pleased with your achievements in northern Hebei."

"OK."

Chu Han sighed and took the initiative to disconnect from communication.

Thirty years later, the Long Kingdom was in northern Hebei.

Everyone who saw this scene through memory extraction was once again in an uproar.

Langya Prison, in the central control room, Secretary Xiao Meng was shocked: "I haven't heard of the wolf raising plan..."

Governor Yuan lowered his head and thought: "General? A plan to raise a wolf? Is this the reason why the descendants of the generals of the army disappeared for no reason?"

"What?" Everyone was puzzled.

Governor Yuan looked up and said, "If you don't talk about it now, go forward for five years. Who has ever heard of any general in the army who has a son and a daughter?"

"If you go to investigate, you will find that the generals in our army are collectively infertile, not to mention sons or daughters."

"Then are they really collectively infertile?"

Everyone opened their mouths slightly, and there was a guess in their minds, but they didn't dare to make a decision.

"It's impossible." The first one to speak was Secretary Xiao Meng: "If you infer this way, then the descendants of those generals will be gathered together, participated in the wolf raising plan, and became a person like Chu Han... But..."

Secretary Xiao Meng couldn't believe it: "But these generals, not only have success or fame, but also have any status and status. The children follow them, not only have glory and wealth, but can they be safe in their lives, right?"

"How could they bear to turn their children into people like Chu Han? Don't they know that if they are not careful, their children may die without a place to die?"

Governor Yuan smiled bitterly: "That's because you don't understand the madness of those people above us."

"Those people will not blink even if they ruin their whole family for the sake of the country."

"Otherwise, in the era of wolves, how did our terminally ill ancient country stand up from the mud and become the second largest power today in just a few decades?"
Chapter completed!