An is still the same as I have seen him before, and has not changed at all, so I recognized him at a glance.
"It's really lively here, everyone is gathered together! Sure enough, Old Master Long's power cannot be underestimated!" An An walked in slowly, scanning the antique shelves around him, looking here and there, touching here and there, and then
He shook his head and said, "They are not treasures."
"What are you doing here?" My grandfather straightened up from his chair, his expression not looking good.
"Of course I'm here to inquire about the news on your side! The real key to the tomb of the gods is about to appear. Let's see what your plans are, Mr. Long!" An put down a piece of porcelain in his hand and walked slowly.
Go to the edge of the counter.
Ye Qing glanced at An, stepped aside, and said quietly: "It seems that this treasure fighting conference is very lively, and you, the old fox, have also come out!"
"Even you have come out, why should I come out?" With an intriguing expression on his face, An leaned towards the place where Ye Qing had just leaned, looked at my grandfather at the counter and said, "Judging from your appearance, I still have plans.
You have protected this kid, do you think you have the ability?"
Ye Qing said: "Old fox, on this point, I have the same view as you, although the results we pursue are different!"
"A boy can be taught!" He glanced at Ye Qing secretly, and then turned his attention to me, "It doesn't feel like being kept in the dark, right?"
"What do you know?" I looked at Dark. I felt like the whole world knew about it, but I was the only one who didn't know anything.
"I know I can't tell you anything, otherwise I will openly go against Mr. Long! I can't afford to offend Mr. Long!" An said and laughed twice, tapping the knuckles of his index fingers twice on the counter.
, and then said, "It seems that Old Master Long doesn't welcome me very much, so let's see you at the treasure fighting conference!"
After An said that, he looked at me meaningfully and then left.
I watched An leave and remembered a lot of things before. After I came back from the ancient tomb, I didn't ask my grandfather about many things I didn't understand. Now I always feel that these things have something to do with me.
Logically speaking, I have never been in contact with the Immortal Tomb. I only knew about the Immortal Tomb in the past few months. But before that, I heard from a ghost that I had a map to the Immortal Tomb.
Ghosts never tell lies, so this matter becomes difficult to understand. And I can’t help but think of what I heard from the ghosts’ mouths, that my grandfather is not a human being. And then related to that dark photo, the one where my grandfather was
Where is the place? Grandpa really took a photo of the Immortal Tomb, but since Grandpa knows where the Immortal Tomb is, it seems that Grandpa doesn't know about the current situation.
My grandfather glanced at me and said, "Why are you thinking so much? You will always know what you need to know! Don't you remember what I taught you?"
I know what my grandfather is talking about. My grandfather has always believed in letting things take their own course. The most common thing he said to me is that when a car reaches the mountain, there will be a road, and when a boat reaches the bridge, it will be straight. So my temperament has been lazy since I was a child.
He is lazy and will only want to solve the problem when it comes to the matter.
Only this time, I felt that it had been on my head for a long time, and it hadn't fallen down yet because someone was holding it up for me.
I really want to ask everything clearly. I feel like my head is about to turn into paste. There is a mess in my head that cannot be sorted out. It makes me feel like I have two heads.
.
I'm not afraid of trouble, but I'm afraid that others will hide things from me, and it's still about my own affairs.
I looked at my grandfather and said: "Old man, today, you have to explain it to me. No matter what it is, it doesn't matter whether you like to tell me about yours or not, but I have to know about mine and why.
Hiding the invitation, why are you discussing it here in secret without telling me? There is obviously something fishy!"
My eyes swept around the faces of the group of people, and I saw Ye Qing's expression of gloating, saying: "Don't laugh, don't think that I don't know, you are hiding something from me. As a confidant,
I never knew you liked me, and I never knew you had such good kung fu!"
Ye Qing shrugged, spread his hands and said: "It's not that I want to hide it from you, don't you already know that I like you? As for my hand, I don't have the chance to show it in front of you. Is it possible? I
When I’m bored, I have nothing to do but fight you for my life. I don’t think I can compete with you with my three-legged cat skills!”
I glanced at Ma Xiaolan, Mo Yibai and the others. They all had similar expressions on their faces, frowning and hesitating to speak.
I still keep my eyes on my grandfather. I know that all the things were caused by my grandfather. Since they gathered here to discuss with my grandfather, it means that they are all with my grandfather, this old man.
I am still very clear about his abilities.
"Tell me! I have an explanation today! I'm not familiar with them, and they will hide it from me because of you. I have nothing to say, but you are my grandfather. Regardless of whether it is for my own good or not, you should let your grandson die.
Do you understand?" I said coldly to my grandfather.
My grandfather stopped shaking his legs, put the fan aside, looked at me and said, "Do you really want to know?"
"nonsense!"
"It's a blessing, not a curse, but you can't avoid it!" My grandfather sighed. Just when I thought he was going to tell me everything, I finally knew what it meant to be ginger or old and spicy. The old man said, "You kid,
You're really stupid. Can't you see why I did this? You've been to the ancient tomb too. You know how dangerous it is. You almost died. Do you think I'd let you go? Just like that
You can't even handle a simple ancient tomb. Immortal Tomb, how many arms and legs do you think you have? I don't let you appear at the treasure fighting conference for your own good. If it attracts other people's attention, do you think you can still do it?
Can you escape? The Tomb of the Immortals is not a place where just anyone can go. You are not going to be the emperor, so why would you go there? There are many people who are eyeing you. Didn’t you see that they are all very interested in you?..."
My grandpa told me a lot of things, but he was always making his own decisions. Although what he said was well-founded, I knew they were hiding something.
After all, I still couldn't get anything out of my grandfather, nor did I get any useful information from anyone.
Only Ye Qing told me that maybe the things on my back were related to the Tomb of the Immortals, but Ye Qing was tight-lipped about the details.
It’s so fucking maddening, the Immortal Tomb, the Immortal Tomb, everyone seems to be looking for the Immortal Tomb, and the Immortal Tomb seems to be related to everything.
I have an intuition that only by opening the tomb of the gods can I be liberated and know everything.
There was still one day left before the treasure fighting conference started, and City L, a city that was not usually very lively on weekdays, began to become inexplicably lively.
This is just like an ancient martial arts conference. When the time comes, martial arts people from all factions begin to rush to the location of the conference, and the same is true for the treasure fighting conference.
This year's treasure fighting conference is much more lively than in previous years. I think it has a lot to do with the fact that mysterious treasures will appear in the legendary treasure fighting conference. Even me, a person who usually has no interest in these things, is interested, and the rest of the people are even more interested.
Needless to say.
In addition to the invited ones and various vendors, many people on the road also came to L City. As long as they heard about the mysterious treasure, even those who were not qualified to participate in the treasure fighting conference also came to L City.
Everyone who showed up wanted to join in the fun or watch something happen, and maybe get some benefits out of it. There was no telling what would happen in the future, and everyone was hoping that they would have the opportunity to intervene.
One kick, even if it can't open the eyes, it's still okay.
From East Street to West Street, I saw countless strangers, all with strange expressions, talking about some treasure.
It can be roughly heard from the words of some people that these people know that there are treasures in the treasure fighting conference, but not many people know the legend of the Tomb of the Immortals. I am secretly relieved about this situation, and I am not afraid that others will follow.
I am fighting for the treasure, but I just thought that if everyone knew that there is such a place in the world, and there are such things, it would not cause chaos in the world. In the final analysis, people are selfish animals, and in the final analysis, human desires are unlimited.
To magnify, once you know that there is a place where you can get a lot of things for free, beauties, the world, and treasures, then I am afraid that even risking your life is what many people pursue.
As Mo Yibai and I walked, we looked at these strange and strange people around us. At first glance, we could see that they were from different places and from different walks of life.
There are white gangsters, underworld gangsters, and antique dealers everywhere. Anyone who is interested in treasures gathers here invariably. I am quite discerning, and many people can tell who they are at a glance.
"It's really lively. This is probably the busiest time in East Street and West Street in recent years." I said as I walked.
Mo Yibai didn't comment, but kept scanning the people coming and going, not knowing what he was trying to figure out. I didn't bother to care about him, since I couldn't see through him anyway.
I glanced sideways at the restaurant next to me. This largest building on East and West Streets has become even more prosperous and lively in recent days, with an endless stream of people coming in and out.
There was a person leaning on the wooden railing on the second floor. After scanning around, his eyes landed on Mo Yibai and me.
"Long Zuimeng, where did you die!" The voice shouted loudly, and the man on the railing pushed a flower pot and hit me directly on the head.
Mo Yibai was so quick that he caught it before I could reach out.
"Damn it, Master, you are seeking wealth and murder!" I shouted towards the stairs.
"Ah haha, no way. By the way, Mr. Xiao Long has made a lot of money recently. Interestingly, he even hired a bodyguard. Isn't he very skilled!" The person on the second floor said with a smile.
The person leaning on the railing is a friend of mine who grew up wearing a pair of trousers. He is also the owner of this huge antique restaurant on the corner of the interface between East Street and West Street.
It is said that this restaurant has a history of thousands of years. The owners have changed one after another, but the restaurant has never faded. It is like an antique. The longer it goes, the more prosperous it is.
The name of the restaurant is Jinxi. It is a very strange name that has been passed down for thousands of years. Now that thousands of years have passed, we still don’t know the origin of this name, and we still don’t know why the earliest owner chose this name.