Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

Shen Mingchao was certain that this was the worst sleep she had ever had!

Like being paralyzed by a ghost, she finally managed to break free and sprang up from the bed.

Shen Mingchao gasped for breath, barely escaping death. He instinctively reached out to rub his face, but a sharp, needle-like pain shot through the back of his hand.

"hiss......"

"Don't move."

My wrist was gently held by a slightly cool hand.

Shen Mingchao looked in the direction of the force and realized that there was a needle sticking out of the back of her hand and an IV drip was hanging on it. The person holding her wrist tightly was Zhang Qilin.

She looked completely bewildered: "What happened?"

Standing at the foot of the bed, Wu Xie explained simply, "You were having a nightmare and we couldn't wake you up, so we had to bring you to the hospital."

"Huh?" Shen Mingchao's eyes widened.

It's just a nightmare, it can't be that serious.

"So, how are you feeling? Is there anything that's bothering you?" Wu Xie asked.

"It's not that I feel uncomfortable," Shen Mingchao said after carefully examining himself, his expression troubled, "It's a bit hard to describe..."

She suddenly remembered a meme about Anya and felt that one of the lines in it was very apt.

"It's just a little heartburn!"

The fat man couldn't help but laugh when he understood, "Girl, are you still half asleep? Why are you speaking in Northeastern dialect?"

Wu Xie was very curious: "What exactly did you dream about?"

Mentioning this, Shen Mingchao was equally bewildered. She also wanted to know why she had two dreams in a row, and both dreams involved people she had absolutely no connection with.

Could it be... that I'm really possessed by a ghost?

Wow! This is practically a horror movie.

Shen Mingchao hesitated before saying, "If any of you have connections, I might need to find a master to exorcise the evil spirits from me."

This sounds strangely familiar.

Just as Wu Xie was about to speak, Hei Xiazi suddenly darted out from the side, shoved him aside with his butt, bent down with a fawning smile, and pulled out a business card to hand to Shen Mingchao.

"My name is Black Bear, and I've been brothers with these guys in the room for years. People in the underworld call me 'Boss Black.' I have a wide range of businesses; as long as the money's right, there's nothing I can't solve. Little girl, how about you consider it?"

Shen Mingchao looked over upon hearing the sound.

In my line of sight, the man was tall and strong, wearing only a work vest, which generously revealed his muscular arms. Beneath the seemingly relaxed posture, every muscle was taut, like a cheetah lurking in the night.

At this point, she finally unlocked a legendary achievement—she checked off the Tender Beef Five-Square Challenge!

She instinctively took the business card, glanced at it, and was almost shocked to death by what she saw on it.

[Zigron Dongqiang Blind Massage]

[A century-old brand, everyone who's tried it raves about it]

[Part-time services: bodyguard, long-distance delivery, Didi driver, drain cleaning, lock picking and lock replacement, screen protector application, fortune telling, manicure, eyebrow shaping...]

Shen Mingchao opened his mouth as if to speak, but then stopped himself.

I thought to myself, this person truly lives up to Shen Mingyue's certification as a 100-year-old abstract individual who will never be out of character.

It is said that he is full of clever tricks, has a capricious personality, does things his own way, and loves money more than anything.

Shen Mingchao instantly became alert. All her wealth came from Xie Yuchen on credit, so how could she afford to hire Hei Xiazi? She didn't want to starve, so she chuckled and said, "No need, I was just joking."

Black Bear sighed deeply, "That's really a pity."

Of course it's a pity.

He came specifically for Shen Mingchao.

He didn't go to Changbai Mountain to pick up the mute man, but that doesn't mean he knew nothing. On the contrary, he was very well-informed.

I heard that when the mute left the bronze gate, he had a tail following him. That's really something!

He directly messaged Wu Xie and Xie Yuchen to find out what was going on.

That's where the problem lies.

Both of their answers were evasive and avoided the main points.

If it were Wu Xie's rebellious apprentice, knowing he was curious, he could understand deliberately keeping him waiting. But Master Hua wasn't one to beat around the bush.

Unable to find an answer, Hei Xiazi lay in bed at night, his curiosity driving him to distraction.

So when he learned that Wu Xie and his group were at the hospital, he drove straight there without even having lunch.

Now that the truth is right in front of Hei Xiazi, he is no longer in such a hurry.

Because he discovered something even more interesting.

Hei Xiazi looked around, taking in everyone's expressions. After Shen Mingchao woke up, everyone's face showed concern and worry to varying degrees, even the usually indifferent Zhang Qiyu was no exception.

In particular, he also saw an unfamiliar bracelet on the mute man's wrist, with a longevity lock hanging on it and the words "Ming Dynasty" engraved on it.

This was clearly Shen Mingchao's personal item, but now it was being worn on the mute's wrist, which made him think.

Black Bear suddenly came up with a completely absurd, yet self-perceived, conjecture.

He couldn't eat or sleep if he didn't get the answer.

While the others continued to offer words of comfort, Black Bear, with his sharp ears, heard a faint sound. A smile crept onto his lips; this was the moment he had been waiting for.

Pulling out a steaming bowl of green pepper fried rice, and kicking Wu Xie aside who was blocking his way, Hei Xiazi raised an eyebrow at Shen Mingchao's curious gaze, "Little girl, are you hungry?"

As luck would have it, just as Hei Xiazi finished speaking, Shen Mingchao's stomach growled.

Shen Mingchao: "..."

She really feels like she could swallow a cow whole right now.

Black Bear grinned triumphantly, then tempted, "Little girl, if you answer one question, I'll give you this lunchbox for free, how about it?"

Before Shen Mingchao could answer, Xie Yuchen called out in a deep voice, "Blind man," as a form of admonition. He didn't know what the blind man was up to, but he was genuinely afraid that the blind man would do something reckless.

Hei Xiazi glanced at everyone and reassured them: "Don't worry, it's a very simple problem."

Shen Mingchao finally understood: the fried rice wasn't important; Hei Xiazi was simply curious about her.

She was genuinely hungry.

She figured if the question was really offensive, she'd just not answer it. It wasn't like she absolutely had to eat fried rice; if she was hungry a little longer, she could order takeout.

She also wanted to know what Hei Xiazi's problem was.

"Go ahead and ask."

"Great, that's satisfying."

Hei Xiazi slowly bent down, his gaze passing over Shen Mingchao and looking at Zhang Qilin behind him.

When he met Zhang Qilin's questioning gaze, he gave a sly smile, casually draped one hand over Shen Mingchao's shoulder, and asked in a low voice:

"Are you Zhang Qilan's childhood sweetheart?"