Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Chapter 29 [Mr. Chen’s Head]

I looked at it several times.

Hu Bayi finally took his eyes away from Shirley Yang's face.

I didn't dare to look up again.

Hu Bayi thought that the four great beauties in ancient times were not as good as this one. She should be compared to Su Daji, whose beauty brought disaster to the country and the people.

At the same time, Hu Bayi pulled the fat man.

The fat man seemed to be awakened from a dream, and turned his head away just like Hu Bayi, not daring to look at Shirley Yang, and smiling at Yang An and Shirley Yang.

Hu Bayi touched his nose depressedly, and made sure that he was not bleeding before he spoke dejectedly.

"I'm not saying anything, Miss Yang, how could you suddenly become like this? Could it be that you were possessed by a vixen?"

"Go away, how can you talk like that?" Shirley Yang rolled her eyes at Hu Bayi.

In front of the four people was a hot copper pot, surrounded by plates of fresh hand-cut lamb.

It is red and white in color. It is not as thin as a cicada's wing, but it is of moderate thickness. After being dipped in water, it is coated with fragrant sesame paste, sesame oil and chives. It leaves a fragrant taste in your mouth when you take a bite.

Hu Bayi and Fatty had a hard time during this period and had to live frugally.

Now that I can smell the fragrance, I don’t care about anything else. I’ll talk about things after I’ve eaten and drunk my fill.

They will start to eat.

"Eat, eat, eat. You're welcome."

When eating, you have to rush to eat it, then it tastes delicious.

In particular, both Yang An and Shirley Yang became big eaters after their physical fitness improved.

Plus there are Old Hu and Fatty, who already have big appetites.

four people.

Chopsticks are used very well.

"Old Hu, don't fight with me. If it's not enough, ask for more."

"That's right, Lao Hu, my sister is treating us today, eat slowly, no one is going to snatch it from you."

"Young Master Yang, your appetite has improved. You can eat more than I did when I was in the army."

Ten kilograms of mutton is not enough.

There were piles of plates, and even the shop assistants were stunned.

Who would have thought that Shirley Yang, a beautiful girl, eats more than any man.

In the end, Hu Bayi and Fatty were both dumbfounded.

I just watched Yang An and Shirley Yang quickly clean up the mutton on the table.

"No, Lao Hu, I am not dreaming, is this American girl, Miss Yang, sick? Why is she so hungry?"

The fat man poked Hu Bayi and spoke in a low voice. Hu Bayi looked at him strangely and an idea flashed through his mind.

This little Master Yang can awaken some superpowers, so I guess Shirley Yang will also awaken some extraordinary powers.

Hu Bayi actually guessed it right.

Finally, Yang An and Shirley Yang were full. Shirley Yang regained her elegance and wiped her mouth with a tissue, saying sorry.

"I've been eating a lot lately. Sorry for making fun of me."

"It's okay, it's okay. Being able to eat is a blessing." The fat man quickly replied.

After asking the waiter to remove the copper pot, the four of them started to talk about business.

Hu Bayi could no longer wait and went straight to the point.

"Young Master Yang, are you sure you can find the location of the Zhuchen Pearl?"

"That's natural. It's over there in Nanyun."

Yang An wiped his mouth and refused the cigarette handed to him by the fat man. Now that his senses were sharp, he naturally didn't want to use this thing to poison his body.

"What about the exact location?" Hu Bayi asked impatiently.

"Old Hu, don't be anxious, just listen to me." Yang An explained from the beginning.

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After circulating for several times, the Zhuchen Pearl finally landed in the territory of the ancient Dian Kingdom and was obtained by King Xian, a leader of the ancient Dian Kingdom at that time.

King Xian was famous for his mastery of the art of trapping insects in the human body, a cruel art that would give rise to monsters.

At the same time, King Xian was also proficient in the secret art of Feng Shui. After obtaining the Zhuchen Pearl, he studied something unknown and actually led half of the ancient Dian people to leave their ethnic group and establish a country in the deep mountains filled with miasma.

In order to ascend to heaven and become an immortal, he spent more than 20 years building a huge mausoleum, buried himself in it, and took the Zhuchen Pearl with him.

However, those tribesmen who had followed King Xian in his wanderings could no longer endure his tyranny and cruelty.

After his death, he returned to the ancient Dian Kingdom and presented a human skin map of King Xian's tomb.

The location of King Xian’s tomb and various dangerous places are marked on it.

"If you want to find the tomb of King Xian, you need this map."

Hearing Yang An's description, Hu Bayi frowned deeply.

The fat man at the side couldn't help but ask: "Little Master Yang, you have the ability to predict the future, but you can't see where the tomb of King Xian is? Where can you find this so-called map?"

"That's right. This thing has been around for so many years. Who knows where it was thrown? It might have been rotten beyond recognition." Hu Bayi said depressedly.

Finding a human skin map is no different from finding a bead.

But Yang An sat there steadily and spoke quietly: "I already know who has the map, and I asked someone to invite him back."

"Um?!"

Now Hu Bayi and Pang were speechless and looked at each other. Was this true? Little Master Yang was too smart.

The fat guy couldn't help it now and leaned forward to try to please her.

"Then Master Yang, can you help me and Lao Hu see what our future will be like? Can we live to be a hundred years old? Do we have a wife?"

"Screw you."

Yang An knew that the fat man was up to no good: "Do you think I'm some shaman who knows everything? I can only predict the matter of the Zhuchen Pearl, and it's only a rough estimate. I can't compare with a prophet."

"That's it."

The fat man was a little disappointed, but Hu Bayi thought it was normal. If the ability to predict the future was really that easy to obtain, wouldn't it be a mess?

"I think the prophet may have known that the hope of the Zagrama clan to lift the curse in the future lies in you, Little Master Yang, so he gave you this ability."

Hu Bayi speculated.

The fat man was more curious about who had the map of King Xian's tomb.

Right now.

An old figure, leaning on a cane, walked shakily into the mutton hotpot restaurant from the door.

Seeing that he looked old and was wearing a pair of sunglasses, he seemed to be blind. The waiter thought he was a beggar and was about to go up and drive him away.

But he was stopped by Yang An.

"Mr. Chen, this way."

Yang An stood up and called out to the old man who was standing at the door and looking around. He waited for the old man to come over and then smiled at the surprised Hu Bayi.

"This old man is so far away and yet so close before our eyes."

The skill of speaking.

Blind Chen had already walked over to the group, and he swung his crutch left and right, hitting the fat man's calf.

"Hey! You old man, don't you have eyes?" The fat man got angry again.

Hu Bayi stopped him: "Fatty!"

Can't you see that the person is blind? How can he have eyes?
Chen Yulou, who was brought all the way from Western Shaanxi by Yang An, smacked his lips in dissatisfaction.

"Okay, young man from the Yang family, let me stay in the guesthouse alone and come here to eat and drink. If I hadn't read your fortune and predicted that you were here, I wouldn't have had this blessing."

Yang An laughed as he listened. He had clearly heard the sound of the vehicle stopping.

I guess it was sent by the people from the guesthouse.

Chen Yulou has become quite skilled in talking over the years and can even tell fortunes.

But he could fool others, but not him.

"Please take a seat first, Mr. Chen. It's a good thing that you're here. Could you please show us the map of King Xian's tomb?"

(End of this chapter)