Live treasure appraisal: Netizens asked me how to open the bronze door

Chapter 87 In fact, I am the descendant of Li Chunfeng!
Mobei Town Hotel.

After being cooped up in the house for two days, the three masters, unable to bear any more, came to the counter.

"What about people?"

Terry knocked on the counter and shouted upstairs. When he heard footsteps coming downstairs, he threw the keys on the table.

"check out!"

A woman wearing an orange-red windbreaker and a wide-brimmed felt hat walked down slowly. After glancing at the four people, she entered the counter.

She glanced at the key and held out her hand to Terry: "Four people, eight hundred!"

Terry took out his wallet and counted four bills: "We agreed on two hundred a day. Why does it cost eight hundred for just two days?"

"It's just four hundred, if you want it or not!"

The woman's hat brim was pulled down low, and she was wearing a veil, so her expression could not be seen. She was seen stuffing four bills into her pocket, and then picking up a stack of felt hats of a similar style to the one she was wearing from under the counter.

At the same time, there was a burst of hurried footsteps coming from upstairs.

There was a noisy sound, obviously more than one.

Several people frowned slightly.

Terry also showed a dangerous look on his face: "I didn't see it."

"It turns out to be a shady shop!"

"Little girl, you really know how to choose people!"

The woman glanced at the closed door and said calmly, "You can't leave without buying a hat."

Terry pulled out the black-bladed dagger from his waist and stuck it on the counter: "What's the matter?"

The woman was not afraid at all. She just snorted and took off her hat, revealing a familiar face. Her big dark eyes were shining with intelligence. "It's very windy outside today."

Zhou Cheng came back to his senses and pointed at the woman in surprise, "Song Linglong?"

Terry was also shocked!
He had seen this girl at the Linglong Tower banquet.

I didn't expect it to be here!
"So you've been here a long time ago!"

He tried to grab the dagger with a gloomy look on his face, but saw Song Linglong's long white palm suddenly slap the counter!

The counter had been in disrepair for a long time, and only a layer of board with many worm holes was left. She slapped the board and it sank.

"Buzz!"

The dagger bounced up directly.

Terry's eyes widened, but he saw Song Ling grab the dagger in mid-air, flip it in her palm a few times, then deftly cut the nylon rope tied to the felt hat, and then handed the dagger to Terry.

Terry subconsciously reached out to take it, but saw Song Linglong's white and tender palm clenched, and the dagger was inserted into the previous knife hole again.

He widened his eyes: "I'll go."

Song Linglong's black crystal eyes flashed with a smile: "Knives are used to kill people, not to scare people."

"You broke my table, add another two hundred!"

Terry, who was annoyed by the show, was furious: "Little girl, how dare you play tricks on me?"

Song Linglong shrugged and looked at Zhou Zeyi who had been silent: "Third Master?"

The Third Master took out the wallet from Terry's pocket, took out six bills and handed them to Song Linglong.

Song Linglong then revealed a satisfied smile and stuffed a thousand yuan into the cash box under the counter: "According to the business rules of the Song family, no credit is allowed!"

She glanced at Taili and said, "Learn from your Third Master!"

Embarrassed, Terry immediately rolled up his sleeves, but was stopped by the tall and thin man.

The tall and thin man raised his chin towards the stairs and said, "There's someone I know here."

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a fat man hugging a woman and walking down the stairs with a smile on his face. Behind him was a black boy wearing a short-sleeved shirt and carrying a copper stick with animal patterns on his back.

"Third Master!"

"meet again!"

Fatty Han held a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes narrowed into slits as he smiled.

The Third Master also smiled, which was rare for him. He walked forward, shook hands, and gave him a hug!
The two of them looked so enthusiastic that you would have thought they were old friends!
The Third Master leaned close to Fatty Han's ear and said with a smile, "I heard everything last night. Your thing doesn't work, but don't worry, I promise to help you find the corpse pill!"

Fatty Han bit his gold teeth and made a clattering sound, his expression frighteningly cold: "That's great."

"But I want the Purple Gold Bell too!"

The Third Master sneered and said, "That depends on whether you have the ability."

The two men let go of each other's hands, and their faces were instantly filled with coldness.

"Ding ding~" Song Linglong knocked on the table twice, looking at the two groups of people who were on the verge of a fight without any concern: "Grandma said that after we find the ancient tomb, you can take revenge if you have grudges, and you can get justice if you have grievances."

"But before that, no one is allowed to fight."

The atmosphere was silent, and several people took the felt hats on the counter.

Song Linglong glanced around at the few people, then lifted up the counter top, revealing a map on the back.

Several people gathered around in an instant.

“Is this a topographic map?”

The third master's eyes flickered, and after a quick glance, he said in surprise: "It's still hand-painted."

"It seems that the fairy lady has been prepared for this."

Fatty Han didn't look at the map, but stared at Song Linglong and said, "Didn't the ghost boy come with you?"

"What about others?"

The Third Master frowned: "What ghost child?"

Song Linglong did not explain, but just shouted to the outside of the door: "Come in."

As soon as she finished speaking, the wooden door was pushed open.

The strong wind brought yellow sand all over the sky and rushed into the crowd.

A young man in white clothes and with fair skin walked in.

Terry looked at the young man in surprise, and suddenly curled his lips: "I thought he was a ghost child."

"How dare you do this to your son."

He snorted, but noticed out of the corner of his eye that the Third Master's eyes had darkened as he stared at the young man.

"What's wrong, Third Master?"

The Third Master blinked and said in a surprised voice: "This young man is not ordinary."

The ghost boy seemed not to hear anything. After closing the door, he walked behind Song Linglong and stood there like a piece of wood.

"The yellow sand is three thousand feet long, thunder falls from the sky, the ghost Buddha chants the burial sutra, and the snake cypress rice is granted by heaven!"

Song Linglong's clear voice rang out, and everyone's attention returned to her.

Zhou Cheng narrowed his eyes and stared at Song Linglong. These were the four secret words on the Dragon Bone Book, and also the secret of Li Chunfeng's ancient tomb!
Fairy Song claimed that she had deciphered the meaning.

Now it’s time to announce her granddaughter Song Linglong.

The other people obviously had the same idea. They looked at Song Linglong in silence, waiting for her to speak.

But Song Linglong chuckled: "I know you have all heard these four secret words."

“I’d also like to know what it means.”

"But in fact, it is impossible to find Li Chunfeng's ancient tomb with just these four secret words!"

After these words were spoken, the faces of Third Master and Fatty Han and his group changed drastically.

Jinlian frowned: "That's not what the fairy said when I came here."

"Miss Linglong, you didn't forget what the fairy told you and just said something nonsense, did you?"

Terry held it in for a long time and nodded: "Yes!"

But Song Linglong shook her head: "Of course not!"

She blinked: "By the way, have you ever thought about it?"

"Given the wealth of our Song family, why would grandma want me to take the risk and wade into this muddy water with you?"

Terry crossed his arms: "For the Purple Gold Bell."

Song Linglong glanced at him and smiled, "Yes, but not entirely."

Terry sneered: "It's nothing!"

"Let's be frank. All three of us are here for the Purple Gold Bell."

"Your grandmother is no exception."

"Don't say such words to comfort children."

Hearing this, Song Linglong suddenly took a deep breath and looked at everyone with her bright eyes: "You may not believe it if I tell you."

"Our Song family is actually the descendant of Li Chunfeng!"

(End of this chapter)