The Unorthodox Tomb Raider

Wu Xie quickly asked.

"Third Master hasn't returned since he went out last time. However, someone claimed to be one of your brothers and insisted that I tell him where he is. I don't know where he came from, and he didn't seem like a good person, so I sent him away. But this guy left a phone number before he left. Do you want me to send it to you?"

"That's what the guy said."

"How old was the person who came to see me? Do you remember their build and appearance?"

"I can't quite put my finger on his age, but he's probably around your age. He just looks a bit odd, and he stutters a little when he speaks."

"Is it that this guy has to repeat himself a sentence more than ten times before he can finish, making it really give you a headache?"

"That's right, that's right. His question really gave us a headache. We had to stammer and explain a lot before we understood what he meant."

"Then please send me his phone number as soon as possible. He is indeed a friend of mine. Thank you." 19

Wu Xie took the phone and made the call.

“Who…who?”

The voice on the other end of the phone was one that Wu Xie recognized very well.

"Damn it, you've been missing for almost three years now, and you can't even recognize my voice anymore?"

"You...you are Wu Xie...it's been three...three years since we last met, and I really didn't recognize your voice..."

Wu Xie felt a pang of sadness in his heart. The person on the other end of the phone was his old friend, Lao Yang.

I've long forgotten his real name. Wu Xie and this guy grew up together since they were little. Old Yang's family was relatively poor.

Unable to find a job, he could only work at Wu Xie's shop, and the two of them ran the business casually like that.

Old Yang may not be a smooth talker, but he's incredibly good at conning people.

Three years ago, this guy went to the Qinling Mountains with a fellow Jiangxi native to raid tombs, but they got caught.

My cousin was sentenced to life imprisonment, but luckily he's good at bluffing.

He kept deceiving and fooling him, turning himself into a young man who had been scammed.

He was eventually sentenced to three years.

At first, Wu Xie wanted to see him, but the guy just didn't want to see him. He was too proud to admit it, so they lost contact. Unexpectedly, he was released from prison just three years later.

"How about this, we can't explain this over the phone. I'll book a place for you tonight. If you're free tonight, come over early and we can have a good drink together."

"That's great! I... I haven't had a drink in ages, I'm going to drink... drink my fill this time!"

That was settled. Wu Xie took a shower and went to the agreed place to wait for Lao Yang, ordering all the meat dishes on the menu.

Old Yang is quite efficient; Wu Xie hadn't even had a chance to sit down before this kid arrived.

When Wu Xie looked up, he saw that the man was a completely different person. He had gained a lot of weight, and his face was swollen, looking like a pig's head.

Full of wine and food.

"To tell you the truth, this time when we went to raid... tombs, we found a bronze tree."

"No wonder you two idiots got caught. People who raid tombs usually go for the small items, but you went straight for the biggest thing. If you didn't get caught, who would?"

"I... I'm not that stupid. I was sure I brought something small. It's just that my cousin insisted on moving that bronze tree, saying it was a treasure. We frantically dug around and finally found that the tree was actually growing in the ground. Isn't that strange? We dug down almost seven or eight meters and still couldn't find the roots."

"Then I roughly know how you got caught. I guess you just sold the stolen goods on the spot."

"Hey, you've got some skills. I've only said a couple of sentences and you already know how we got arrested. But we're not completely broke... we didn't get anything. Look at this... is this thing worth anything?"

As he spoke, Old Yang pointed to the earrings hanging below his ears.

Wu Xie took a closer look and was immediately sobered up.

"Damn, this stuff was also poured out of that tomb."

Wu Xie said in surprise.

"I...I only have this one left, so could you help me estimate...estimate the price and see how much I can sell it for so I can transfer the money to my mother."

"But judging from your tone, it seems like there's something more to your words."

Old Yang seemed to have read Wu Xie's mind.

After thinking for a moment, Wu Xie, considering they had grown up together, recounted his experiences at the Lu Palace and the underwater tomb in detail, which startled Old Yang.

"But I can't care about that now. You still have family to support you, but my family is counting on me. I haven't sent money to my mother for three years. She's counting on me to take care of her in her old age and see her off when she dies. I don't have any skills, so I can only resort to... this crooked idea. I've made up my mind, I still have to go to the Qinling Mountains again."

Old Yang sighed.

"You're really fearless, kid. If you go back in now, it might be more than three years. You need to think this through. 640"

Wu Xie could see that Lao Yang was in a difficult situation.

"How about this, if anything happens to your family, I can still help you. Don't treat me like an outsider, I'll lend you anything I can."

Wu Xie quickly replied.

"Forget it...forget it. Do you think I don't know how much money you have? I don't just want 100,000 or 200,000, I want four million."

Old Yang waved his hand and downed the liquor on the table in one gulp.

"Here's what we'll do. I'll contact someone. If he's willing to help, I'll go with you to pull off this big heist. If he's not willing, I can only try to think of a way to help you."

Wu Xie said helplessly.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

"Master Fang Yun, I'm sorry to disturb your rest so late. I'm Wu Xie, and I have something I'd like to tell you."

"But it doesn't matter."

"Here's the thing, I had a really good friend who was arrested for tomb raiding in the Qinling Mountains and sentenced to three years. He got out today, and we got together for a drink as soon as he was released. But I didn't expect to see something he brought out of the Qinling Mountains, the hexagonal copper bell that we've seen twice before."

Wu Xie quickly replied.

"They have this in the Qinling Mountains too? That's interesting. When are we leaving?"

Chapter 302 Heading to the Qinling Mountains! (Colleague Slang!)

Fang Yun said calmly.

"There's no particular rush at this point. Didn't I promise to help Fatty sell his fish-eye stone? I'll come to the antique shop to see you after I've taken care of these things. Is that alright?"

Wu Xie quickly replied.

"That's fine. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now."

Fang Yun hung up the phone after speaking.

Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Fang Yun say that.

"Who...who did you call?"

Old Yang looked at Wu Xie with a puzzled expression.

"I need to make this clear to you beforehand, kid. The guy I just called is a formidable figure. If he can help with this, there shouldn't be any major problems. I know your situation is urgent right now, and you don't have that much money. Consider this my help, but I have to tell you beforehand that when we go in, you'll do whatever that guy I just called says. If you offend him, I'll leave immediately as soon as he turns around and I won't stay."

Wu Xie said.

"That's right, that's right. I'll definitely listen to you on this matter. You, Lao Wu, are quite capable in the outside world. You can make friends with all kinds of people. As long as you can get me this 400 million, I'll even call you 'Dad'."

Old Yang said excitedly.

Before the two parted, Wu Xie wrote another note, asking Lao Yang to take care of everything.

Taking advantage of the spare time, Wu Xie quickly helped Fatty get rid of his fish-eye stone.

Hero Mountain.

"Old Hai, as the saying goes, practice makes perfect. Can you estimate the price of this fisheye stone for me?"

As Wu Xie spoke, he handed over the fisheye stone.

“Sir, this place sells antiques. Yours is definitely a good piece, but you should at least set it on some kind of clothing. If you just give me this one piece and ask me to appraise it, people won’t believe it’s an antique.”

Old Hai said with a smile.

“I’m a bit pressed for time right now, so I probably can’t go through with anything too complicated. How about this, I’ll leave this item with you, and you can set it with whatever you think is suitable. We’ll sell it together, and then you can decide how to split the proceeds with me.”

Wu Xie quickly replied.

“That’s easy. Leave me your phone number. You can take the 25 yuan deposit first. I’ll call you when I find a buyer, and then we can discuss the price.”

Old Hai said.

Wu Xie took the money and left Hero Mountain.

Antique shop.

"That's roughly how things went. Master, is there anything else you want to ask?"

Wu Xie asked.

"Call your friend Lao Yang into the shop. I want to take a look at that hexagonal brass bell."

Fang Yun said calmly.

Wu Xie quickly called Lao Yang and sent him an address.

Old Yang quickly hailed a ride and rushed over.

"Bring that bell over here so I can take a look."