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

Chapter 32 [Being followed? ]

"Oh? Someone is watching you?"

Yang An asked back, his calm expression made Hu Bayi admire him. Look at his composure.

"Yeah, but it could be that I'm just too sensitive."

"Tell me carefully."

Yang An was playing with a small scabbard-covered dagger in his hand. This was the symbol of the leader of Xiangling, Xiaoshenfeng, given to him by Blind Chen before they left.

At this moment, it was spinning very fast in his hands.

Hu Bayi felt very handsome, with quite the murderous aura seen in Hong Kong movies.

Hu Bayi looked around, then lowered his voice and expressed his judgment.

He went to eat instant noodles just now and noticed a tall man with short hair staring at them. He looked like a martial artist or had served in the military.

As soon as their eyes met, the other person quickly turned and left.

But Hu Bayi felt something was not right. It was as if the man was staring at him specifically instead of just glancing at him.

And this wasn't the first time they had run into this person.

As early as when he boarded the train, he noticed that there was a group of people getting on the train, and each of them looked different from ordinary people.

"Could it be a coincidence?"

Hu Bayi shook his head, took a deep puff of smoke and exhaled.

"No, I've seen their carriage. It's four train cars away from ours. Why would someone from someone other than our carriage come here?"

"Anyway, it's definitely right for us to be careful."

Hu Bayi hadn't said anything yet.

He was worried that these two people from the United States were too conspicuous and were being targeted. The situation was turbulent and unsafe during this period, and all kinds of evildoers were emerging.

"Okay, I see."

Yang An nodded calmly, indicating that he understood.

Then he turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

The steps are firm and the back is hurried.

Hu Bayi was stunned and quickly called him: "Hey! Little Master Yang, don't be impulsive."

"Where? I'm going to the bathroom."

Yang An waved his hands. He really came out to go to the toilet.

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Hu Bayi was speechless.

After a moment of silence, he turned and left. After passing by the Jingjue Ancient City, he almost forgot that no matter how powerful Yang An was, he was still a human being.

Squat down comfortably.

Yang An looked down at the very healthy black column and was very satisfied. Healthy!
I just don’t know when he will be able to reach the state of fasting where he no longer needs to eat.

As for who was targeting him, Yang An didn't care at all. If he was really a bad guy, he would bury him under a tree and grow mushrooms when he returned to Nanyun.

Flush, open the door.

As a result, a person hurriedly walked past.

"Oh!"

She bumped into the door and cried out in pain. Yang An looked over and saw that it was a girl in a red dress.

She looks innocent and weak, and seems easy to be bullied. At this moment, she is covering her red forehead and crying, with a book in her hand.

"Sorry." Yang An smiled, but didn't wait for him to finish.

The girl looked up at Yang An, her face turned red, and she turned and ran away.

Whoosh~ An awkward breeze blew by.

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This girl is quite shy.

Yang An smiled awkwardly but politely, and didn't take the matter to heart. He turned and walked towards his own carriage.

As a result, the narrow passage ahead was blocked by two men.

No morals at all.

Yang An thought unsatisfactorily.

One was a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses, with a beer belly and a shiny head. The other was a burly man with a flat head, at least 1.8 meters tall, strong and capable, and it was obvious that he had been a soldier.

"Boss, this is the carriage."

The man with the flat head was respectful and spoke with a Hong Kong accent.

Hiss, that’s not right.

Yang An thought of what Hu Bayi said: "Could this be the man that Lao Hu said was watching them?"

Perhaps he heard the footsteps, the flat-headed man stopped talking before he finished speaking and turned back cautiously. Yang An looked at the flat-headed man and said calmly, "Please make way."

Yang An could see the surprise in the other person's eyes.

Coming for them? Yang An thought, probably.

The fifty-year-old man also turned around and saw Yang An, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Seeing that the two of them didn't move away.

"Please, move aside!" Yang An emphasized his tone, and the other party said "oh" twice.

I moved aside, but the man with the flat head looked like he wanted to kill me.

Yang An seemed to be unaware and was about to go over. If the other party wanted to commit a crime, he would teach the flat-headed brother an unforgettable lesson.

It depends on what choice these two people will make.

Yang An silently added another item to his study plan in the Harry Potter world.

Learn Legilimency as soon as possible.

Yang An now has six times the physical fitness. If his mental power is placed in some mysterious world, he can definitely be a rare little genius. He can be called [Innate Spiritual Psychic Master Saint Body] [King of Psychic Power]

But how can this be accomplished without a means of mental attack?

Just as Yang An was thinking and walking towards his own carriage, the middle-aged man behind him exchanged glances with the man with the flat head.

Open your mouth to stop.

"Wait a moment!"

coming.

Yang An raised his eyebrows, turned around and looked, and the small divine peak in his hand quietly appeared, but disappeared again.

Forget it, I'll just beat them up later and let them jump out of the car and 'commit suicide' after they're infected, Yang An thought. Otherwise, it would be very troublesome to just kill them directly.

"Hmm? Please make way. You two don't need to be so concerned."

The atmosphere seemed a little tense.

The middle-aged man, hearing Yang An's impatient tone, kept a serious expression on his face for only a second.

Then it turned into a bright smile.

When he took off his sunglasses, his face with his flat nose looked like an ugly fat orange, and he kept waving his hands.

"Hey, my friend, you misunderstood. I didn't mean to cause any trouble~"

"I saw that you looked familiar to me, have we met before somewhere?"

"We shouldn't know each other, right?"

Yang An stared at the 'big cat' and shook his head.

The other party clapped his hands, as if he suddenly understood something.

"You must be the famous writer, Mr. Yang An! I am a fan of your books."

“Bang!” Yang An staggered and glared at the other person.

"what???"

"No, no, no, it's my daughter. My daughter is a fan of your books, Ali Potter~ right! I'm here to ask for your autograph for her~"

"You want an autograph?"

As he spoke, the other party seemed to remember something and pulled out a leather wallet from his coat pocket. After spreading it out, Yang An seemed to see a few Hong Kong dollars and took out a business card and handed it over.

"My name is Lei Xianming. I'm from Hong Kong and I'm a small businessman."

"Lei Xianming?"

This name sounds slightly familiar.

Yang An glanced at the name on the business card, then compared it with the sneer-faced man in front of him.

The man rubbed his hands and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, everyone usually calls me Uncle Ming."

Yang An kept searching through the memories that had become clear in his mind, and thought of a "legendary" character in Ghost Blows Out the Light - Uncle Ming!
He is also from Hong Kong. On the surface, he seems to be a respectable antique and jewelry dealer, but in fact, his ancestors were also tomb robbers.

Although not as famous as the tomb raiders and mountain movers, the corpse carriers in western Hunan are also well-known.

However, Uncle Ming did not pass down his ancestral craft.

Instead, he went out to sea at the age of fourteen or fifteen and became a smuggler. Later, he settled in Hong Kong and became famous for stealing mummies from ancient tombs and selling them to foreign countries.

His mistress once spent 60,000 yuan to buy the pair of Liu Bi with moth-shaped and crab-shaped patterns that Hu Bayi found when he first robbed a tomb in Yerengou, Heifengkou.

The reason why it became famous is that the other supporting characters went to the tomb with Hu Bayi, Fatty, and Shirley Yang, and some died or went crazy, and none of them had a good ending.

It can be said that they are an iron triangle with changing supporting roles.

Only Uncle Ming followed Hu Bayi into the tomb twice and escaped unscathed both times.

This person is neither good nor evil. He can be considered a good person, but he is also not a very evil person.

He was a very concerned person and he also doted on his son who was addicted to gambling, which resulted in him wasting his whole life's hard work.

What does it mean that this guy is here?
(End of this chapter)