Even Uncle Jiu couldn't help but feel excited after not seeing his old lover for many years.
He even changed his clothes specially, replacing the yellow Taoist robe he usually wore with a black suit.
He looked serious and stern, and he even took out a cane from somewhere.
Russell's eyes were dull as he watched. He just felt that it would be more reasonable for Uncle Jiu to replace the cane with Guan Gong's broadsword.
You got a cane
Have you ever considered how the zombies feel when they are beaten
Is this reasonable
Of course, there is no need to adopt Russell's opinion. Uncle Jiu is wearing a black suit and holding a small cane. It's true that he looks a lot younger than before.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that Uncle Jiu had already trimmed his hair and beard the moment he entered the room to change clothes.
Alas, no wonder she looks so much younger. Do men always have such little thoughts when they meet their first love
Under the leadership of Nian Ying, several people immediately set off and headed for the small villa where Michelin was.
According to Nianying, her brother-in-law is a warlord known as Marshal Zhang.
But it is obvious that he is not from the Northeast, so he is naturally a small warlord, and it is not known whether he has 10,000 people under his command.
Of course, in this chaotic world, if you have guns you have power, if you have guns you have influence, and naturally you will have wealth and can dominate an area.
Russell was still very interested. After all, it was his first time to come into direct contact with such a warlord force.
I wouldn't say I was in awe, I was just very curious.
If they really get angry, they will fly away into the sky, and these people without planes or missiles will be able to just stare at them helplessly.
If they look at your birth data and make a fuss about it, they will stab you in the back and some of them may even kill you.
Head-on confrontation
Allow me to practice some more.
Nian Ying quickly brought the two of them to the so-called Marshal's Mansion. Regardless of how Marshal Zhang was at commanding the army, he seemed to be a very enjoyable person.
He doesn't live in the county town, but builds several villas in the wilderness. At first glance, you can tell that he is a greedy and rich man.
As soon as he entered the door, Russell saw Marshal Zhang sitting there and glared at Uncle Jiu next to him.
The scene was like a turtle versus a mung bean, extremely awkward.
The two of them just stared at each other without saying a word. After all, they were rivals in love back then, and it was very awkward when they met in this scene.
Fortunately, the situation was soon broken, and Nian Yingla came to support her from the sidelines, a beautiful woman.
Michelle, she is not pregnant yet.
"Brother Fengjiao!"
"Sister Lian!"
The two looked at each other affectionately, and Marshal Zhang coughed desperately at the side, "Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough."
The coughing sound was so loud that one could even suspect that the throat was coughed out.
But it did work. Uncle Jiu looked at Michelin, sighed slowly, and swallowed back many of the words he had prepared.
I chose to become a monk back then, so I can’t blame others.
Michelin was sad, but soon recovered and began to show concern for Uncle Jiu as if he was facing a family member.
He also glanced at Russell, and his eyes lit up. He kept touching Russell's head with his little hands.
He kept praising the little kid, saying he was really an eye-catcher.
Looking at Uncle Jiu's threatening eyes, Russell was very well behaved and didn't dare to say a word.
He had heard that he had been slapped 10,000 times in Uncle Jiu's little notebook. If he was not given this face today, the number would probably increase to at least one million.
"Come, come, come, eat, eat, eat."
Michelin was very concerned about Uncle Jiu, which made Marshal Zhang feel uneasy, but he didn't dare to say anything to Uncle Jiu.
After all, Uncle Jiu is very famous now. He kills monsters, determines Feng Shui, kills dragons in the water, defeats three thousand zombies with one hand, and steps on thunder in the sky with one foot.
Although it sounds a bit far-fetched, all the masters in the surrounding counties gave Uncle Jiu a thumbs up and praised him continuously.
Marshal Zhang had to believe this. The higher his position, the more he believed in Taoism, the more he believed in luck, and the more he believed in strange things.
As expected, he was a rich man. All kinds of delicious dishes were constantly served on the table, including a rich variety of wild game, as well as everything that flies in the sky, swims in the sea, and crawls on the ground.
Marshal Zhang originally wanted to show off his financial resources, but he soon regretted it and could only watch Michelin continue to pick up food for Uncle Jiu.
That feeling.
It was like a thousand alpacas were passing through my heart.
The meal was so uncomfortable that Marshal Zhang had to speak first, as he was afraid that his wife would finish her meal while they were eating.
"Hey, Douchiying." Marshal Zhang came closer to Uncle Jiu and said, "Let me tell you, I actually have a favor to ask of you."
Uncle Jiu was also a little surprised. This guy was very arrogant and had the same temper as him.
Why is he like this today? He even comes to beg him for help.
Seeing Lian Mei's pleading eyes, Uncle Jiu's heart softened. He put down the delicious mustard in his hand, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Marshal Zhang did not say anything, but clapped his hands, and a black man suddenly walked in from outside the door.
As soon as the young man walked in, Russell felt that he was full of yin energy and smelled of earth. It was obvious that he was a tomb robber.
Sure enough, Marshal Zhang asked, "Dou Chiying, you are a Taoist priest, have you ever heard of the four major tomb-robbing sects?"
Uncle Nine: …
"You should just call me Lin Jiu!"
Listening to Marshal Zhang's "Douchiying, Douchiying", Uncle Jiu couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand, thinking, "Taoist, how can you pronounce it as Douchi?"
He turned his head and looked at the young man who came in. His eyes were sharp and he saw that the young man was uncomfortable all over.
"Dou Chiying, let me tell you, he said he is the successor of the four major sects, and he has a pure gold token in his hand."
Marshal Zhang gestured with his hands. It would have been better if he hadn't said anything. As soon as he said this, Russell couldn't help but sneered in a low voice.
"It turns out to be Guanshan Taibao!"
The young man's face tensed, he didn't know where to put his hands, and he became much more reserved. It was obvious that what Russell said was right.
Uncle Jiu was also a little surprised. He was a Taoist priest and had little contact with tomb robbing. He only knew Xiao Xiaosheng, and as for the inside story, he really didn't know much.
How did little Russell know that he was Guanshan Taibao
"There are countless tomb robbers in the world, but they are divided into sects, a total of five major sects."
"Four of the five major sects are the Captain of the Tomb Raiders, the General of the Forge, the Taoist of Moving Mountains, and the Warrior of the Ridge."
"The Lieutenant General of the Faqiu Sect has the Faqiu Seal, the Lieutenant of the Mojin Sect has the Mojin Talisman, the Taoist Master of Moving Mountains has the Mountain Moving Technique, and the Warrior of the Xiling Sect has the Xiling Armor."
"Originally, there were four factions that stood side by side. Later, the Taoist monk Banshan defected to the imperial court and changed his name to Guanshan Taibao, so their seals were all made of gold."
"Guan Shan Tai Bao led his army to hunt down the other three factions. Six of the nine descendants of the Tomb Raiders were killed. There are only three Tomb Raiders left in the world."
"The Fa Qiu Seal has disappeared, and the Xi Ling Li Shi hid in the mountains of western Hunan, and finally escaped the disaster."
"After the Ming Dynasty fell, Guanshan Taibao's life became difficult."
The young man had a silent expression and didn't say a word, but he clenched his fists tightly. Perhaps, he was the last descendant of Guanshan Taibao.
Everyone suddenly understood what was going on. They had never expected that within the tomb-robbing sect, there would be so many grudges and disputes.
It really caught them off guard.
Suddenly, Marshal Zhang seemed to have thought of something, "Wait a minute, kid, you just said there are five major tomb-robbing sects."
"I counted carefully, there are only four in total, so which tomb-robbing sect is the remaining one?"
The young man also looked up. He had never heard of anything that could be ranked alongside the four major tomb-robbing sects.
"This remaining sect is the strongest and most powerful among tomb raiders!"
Russell said mysteriously, "It's called the Archaeology School!"