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Chapter 1 Qinling Sacred Tree

 On this day, Zhang Zhuoxun had just come out of the library with books under his arms when the phone in his pocket rang.

I took it out and saw that it was Wu Xiaoxie.

"Hello? What's wrong?"

Zhang Zhuxun responded casually, thinking about whether to eat fried rice noodles or fried rice noodles today.

How about fried rice noodles? The fried rice noodles at Li's Rice Noodle House at the school gate are strong and spicy.

"What? You're not in Hangzhou, then where are you?"

Wu Xiaoxie said something on the other side, and Zhang Zhuxun's voice suddenly rose, "What are you doing in that place? Forget it, you can explain it to me in detail when I get there. Remember, you are not allowed to be alone with that person before I get there."

Action, do you hear me?"

On the other end of the phone, Wu Xiaoxie quickly covered the receiver and smiled awkwardly at Lao Ti, who looked over curiously.

The phone hangs up.

Lao Itch asked, "Who are you calling?"

Wu Xiaoxie peeled off a peanut, rubbed off the skin and threw it into his mouth, "I am a good brother who has passed away. He is a professional in this business. He is different from the two of us who are half-assed. I can rest assured that he is here."<

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The expression on Lao Itch's face flashed unnaturally for a moment, and then he smiled and said: "Then, that relationship is good, you, you said, I am your good brother, I, I am sure, don't worry.



Wu Xiaoxie just lowered his head to pick up the cup and didn't notice.

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After hanging up the phone, Zhang Zhu changed his route and went to the canteen to eat braised chicken and rice, then took a taxi back to the house.

There is actually a secret room under the main building in the house. The original owner probably didn't know it. Zhang Zhuxun accidentally came across an old flowerpot on the shelf, which triggered the secret.

So Zhang Zhuoxun moved everything from the original underground warehouse, changed the mechanism, and built two defense devices.

I also materialized several 360-degree surveillance cameras from later generations and installed them in the front and back houses.

The third plot line is about to begin, but I don’t know why the system is still sleeping.

Put a few more usable equipment in the space. When he saw the evil phantom knife, Zhang Zhuxun struggled for a few seconds, and finally put it in the space and took it with him.

Before leaving, I went to see Pan Zi and left the keys to several doors in the house. I asked him to help take care of the fish and flowers inside.

Pan Zi didn't ask him where he was going, but only told him to "pay attention to safety."

Zhang Zhuoxun agreed with a smile, and took a red-eye flight to Chang'an City that night.

It was already four o'clock in the morning when I came out of the airport. I called Wu Xiaoxie and the other party told me the name of a big hotel.

Zhang Zhuxun took a taxi there, and when he got there he discovered that the so-called grand hotel was actually a food stall called "Grand Hotel".

There were not many people in the food stall at the moment. When I walked in from the door, I saw Wu Xiaoxie sitting at the third table by the window. Opposite me there was a guy with half-long hair and an unshaven beard, who was very arrogant.

A tall and thin man.

This person should be Wu Xiaoxie in the original plot, who has been squatting on the fence for three years.

These two idiots were talking loudly about going to the tomb, and they didn't know how to restrain themselves at all. Didn't you see that the people at the table next to them kept looking at them.

Zhang Zhuxun walked over quickly, pinched the back of Wu Xiaoxie's neck with his left hand, and blocked his elbow with his right hand, "What are we talking about?"

Wu Xiaoxie was about to make a move, but when he heard a familiar voice, he turned around and immediately smiled, "Muyu, here you are, Old Itch, this is the good buddy Muyu I told you."

After that, he introduced it to Zhang Shuxun, "This is my little old itch."

Zhang Zhuoxun squinted his eyes, pulled out his chair and sat down, then curled his lips at Lao Itchi and said, "Hello."

When Lao Itch saw that Zhang Zhuxun looked like a young master who was not interested in anything, he didn't look like a "professional" in Wu Xiaoxie's words. At the same time, he felt a little relieved, thinking that Zhang Zhuxun was right.

I was interested in going to the tomb and was invited by Wu Xiaoxie to play.

He smiled with an honest face and said, "You, too."

Zhang Zhuoxun looked at Lao Itchi without leaving a trace. This guy was very cunning. He played a game of chess very sneakily and fooled Xiaozhen to death. He had to keep a close eye on this guy.

However, what makes Zhang Zhuxun feel strange is that this Lao Itch has an aura that is very familiar to him, which is very similar to what the system has rewarded him with the materialization ability. Thinking that this Lao Itch is a real Lao Itch.

Zhang Chuxun was horrified that itching materialized. Could it be that the materialization ability rewarded by the system really comes from the bronze tree? Then... what is the system?

The system said it was transformed from rice's mind... it was a lie to him!

And the weird flame tattoo that only appeared once, is it related to his other half of the bloodline, or is it related to the system? Or are both connected?

While Zhang Zhu was thinking, he suddenly received an elbow on his waist. He turned his head and looked over. Wu Xiaoxie ordered him a small bowl with vegetables and meatballs and put it in front of him. "What are you thinking about?"

Zhang Zhuoxun smiled and said, "Nothing, let's eat some vegetables."

As soon as he picked up the vegetables and put them in his mouth, one of the people at the table next to him stood up and walked over, speaking in a thick dialect and asked, "You three, do you want to go to Ada to do local goods trading?"

Wu Xiaoxie couldn't understand the dialect, and was stunned without knowing what to say. The old man over there answered quickly, "Fellow, where is Ah Da?"

Seeing that they didn't understand, the man changed to Mandarin, which still had a strong earthy flavor, "What I mean is that you two want to do business somewhere, are you here to dig up dirt?"

Wu Xiaoxie was excited and was about to speak. Zhang Zhuxun put down his chopsticks and held down his arm. He raised his eyes and looked at the man with a smile, "Uncle, we three brothers are traveling in the wilderness. We took some documentaries and sent them to

Make money online, are the local products you are talking about the local specialties of this place?"

The man was stunned, obviously not believing it.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Zhuoxun took his backpack, took out a Sony (from the space) and waved it in front of his eyes. He asked with a silly smile, "Uncles, are you here to travel?"

Why don’t we form a team together?”

When the man saw this, he stopped wasting time talking nonsense to Zhang Zhu, said "No" and turned around to leave.

I returned to the table and whispered to the group of people, "It's okay, it's just that the three of them were just trying to figure it out. They carried a video camera and said it was for making a documentary or something."

Hearing this, the fatter person in the group nodded and said in a low voice: "I have seen many young people like them in the harbor. They have long hair. They say they are doing some kind of performance art. I guess they are too.

, let people stare at it for a while, and ignore it if there is nothing unusual."

Zhang Zhuoxun finished the food in the bowl and winked at Wu Xiaoxie, "Zhenzhen, you're already here, let's take a tour of all the scenic spots here before going to the mountains."

Wu Xiaoxie understood instantly, "Ah, that's fine, I'll listen to you."

"Okay." Zhang Zhuoxun stood up and put on his backpack, "Waiter, pay."


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