Tomb Raiders: Begin As a Little Brother

　　Wouldn't it be delicious to eat it here?

　　But the three of them squatted in the hut in a circle.

　　This one has just been pulled, the taste is still there, and the taste is quite strong.

　　This big golden tooth was pulled, and he smelled it and felt nothing.

　　Huba couldn't stand the smell and felt a little overwhelmed. He hurriedly covered his nose and mouth with his hands, and then calmed down slightly.

　　On the other hand, Fatty Wang was still holding a steamed bun and a radish stick in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth, which was not affected at all!

　　"Master Hu, look at this, how is it?"

　　As he spoke, he swept away the dirt in an area with his hands.

　　A stone inscribed with words was revealed.

　　"Yo! It's a good thing, why do you put it here?"

　　With a full smile on his face, Da Jinya said excitedly: "As far as I can see! This should be from the early Western Zhou Dynasty, but it's a pity! The words are all smoothed out."

　　When Fatty Wang heard his words, he immediately wanted to understand one thing.

　　"That is to say, there are tombs of the Western Zhou Dynasty nearby!"

　　He asked Huba Yi suspiciously.

　　Hope to get the answer from his mouth.

　　Huba pointed at him: "I found that you are very quick in thinking in this regard!"

　　Although there is no clear answer.

　　But when Fatty Wang heard this, he seemed to be boasting, so what he just said must be right.

　　There should be tombs of the Western Zhou Dynasty around this place.

　　He was relieved and took another bite of the bun in his hand.

　　As soon as Huba saw him here, he still ate as if nothing had happened.

　　Curiosity drove him to ask Fatty Wang a question.

　　"Is it fragrant?"

　　Fatty Wang replied with a serious look: "It's okay! It's just a little hot!"

　　Annoying Huba Yi, both of Da Jinya cracked and laughed.

　　At this time, the old man took out another plate of food from the house.

　　Seeing this stone table, only Zhang Lin was eating, and the others were gone.

　　Looking around, I found that the three people who disappeared were squatting in the hut in a circle.

　　Then he raised his voice and shouted: "Lady, that is a thatched hut, not a place to eat, eat here!"

　　Hearing the call of the old man, the three of them returned to the stone table to eat.

　　After all the food was ready, the old man sat aside to weave a basket with rattan.

　　"Master, in your hut, where did you get the slate for the footsteps!"

　　Da Jinya was a little curious about the origin of the slate, so he asked the old man.

　　The old man was not stingy, and said frankly: "I had it when I was a child, before! There is a professor in Beijing who said this thing is good!"

　　"It's good to be good, and it can't be eaten as a meal. I'll use it to pad the ditch."

　　When Zhang Lin heard the uncle's calm tone, he couldn't help but admire him.

　　Others used it as a treasure, and he used it to step feet in the thatched hut.

　　Sure enough, the uncle is still the uncle!

　　Hu Ba put down the steamed bun in his hand at this moment, and asked with a serious face: "I want to ask you something!"

　　"Do you know the man Ma Bold?"

　　He still knows very little about this daring horse who wants to betray his own group.

　　Decided to ask the old man in front of him if he knew about this person. .

Chapter 18

　　Chapter [-] Insidious tricks, eat more fish

　　As a local, Ma Bold's name is quite loud.

　　Basically everyone knows this guy!

　　"Of course I do! He! It's been a few years since I came here with some of his buddies, and when we came, we set up a coffin shop. He also has a nickname, the Living King of Hell."

　　The old man said something very mysterious.

　　With that extra serious tone.

　　Sounds like the real thing!

　　Those who speak are serious, and those who listen are also serious.

　　Huba and three people put down what they were eating.

　　Staring at the old man

　　Listen attentively.

　　They wanted to know about the guy who was chasing them all over the county.

　　What the hell is it.

　　At this time, only Zhang Lin was still eating.

　　He didn't have much interest in Ma Daran, and to put it bluntly, he was a bandit.

　　In the end it won't end well either.

　　Not much to note.

　　However, the professor in the old man's mouth,

　　It attracted him to listen to two sentences.

　　in his impression.

　　This professor is no ordinary person.

　　Although the old man did not introduce the professor too much.

　　But Zhang Lin knew that what he was talking about was Professor Sun, a big man who ran through the whole situation.

　　Also a very sad person.

　　It's been a rough life experience!

　　One or three of Huba have yet to get in touch with the professor.

　　So there is no need to tell them about it now.

　　I haven't seen anyone on one side, and if I tell them, it won't attract too much attention from them.

　　What attracts them now is the somewhat mysterious Ma Bold that the old man said.

　　After all, this person has been calculating them from beginning to end.

　　The old man is still talking about the mysterious things about Ma Daan.

　　"It is said! There is a coffin in his coffin shop. If this horse dares to pat the coffin board, one person will die in the ten miles and eight villages. The more force he shoots, the farther the dead person will be!"

　　"The business of this coffin shop is not good, so he will take a photo of the coffin board!"

　　After listening, Fatty Wang swallowed his saliva, and some generals questioned: "Really! Fake! So evil! Then, why don't you quickly smash his coffin?"

　　He doesn't have the sanity of Da Jinya and Huba Yi.

　　Instead, listen word for word.

　　Although these mysterious words came from the mouth of the uncle.

　　But I don't believe in these things.

　　I think this is too evil.

　　The old man, Fatty Wang, doesn't look smart on the surface, but he didn't expect his brain to be smart either.

　　He said earnestly: "This is just a legend, and it doesn't have any real evidence, so it's smashing people!"

　　This is implying that I don't understand such a simple truth.

　　Fatty Wang smiled awkwardly and continued to eat the buns in his hand.

　　Hearing that outsiders were inquiring about Ma Bold, I couldn't help but be curious.

　　"What did you ask him to do?"

　　"Oh! It's okay, just asking! A friend mentioned it!"

　　Huba and the others now understand the details of how bold this horse is.

　　It's the gangsters doing the dirty work behind their backs.

　　The legend in the uncle's mouth may also be half-true.

　　This is obviously what the people boast about.

　　But there are dead people in the words, and the three of them think it may be true.

　　According to their speculation, the dead people may be some outsiders.

　　These unfortunate outsiders are just like Huba and the others, who were deceived here.

　　Then the goods cannot be taken away, and people and money have to be left.

　　A particularly classic insidious trick in the antique industry, eat more with one fish!