Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

Just then, Black Bear returned with wet hair.

"They offer haircuts on this plane, why don't you guys give it a try?"

Xie Yuchen took a sip of coffee, shook his head, and refused. He had his own barber and didn't trust anyone else. Who would be responsible if he ruined the haircut?

"A hair salon on an airplane?" Shen Mingchao looked at Hei Xiazi's shorter hair and exclaimed, "Is this the power of money?"

Hei Xiazi walked over and sat down opposite them. Suddenly, he sensed that something was wrong with Qi Qiu. The boy was staring straight out the window with an unusually serious expression.

"Little fortune teller, what are you looking at so intently?"

Hearing Hei Xiazi say this, Shen Mingchao also became curious, and she immediately followed Qi Qiu's gaze to look out the window.

The sun was already setting, and she could see the clouds below the plane reflecting the plane's wing lights, and the shadows of the plane's wings were strange.

"That shadow looks like a person."

Xie Yuchen's attention was also drawn to it. He looked over and frowned, feeling something was off.

He then turned to look out the other window, where the shadow on the other side of the wing appeared normal.

Hei Xiazi half-jokingly asked, "Could someone be illegally crossing the border?"

Shen Mingchao was both amused and exasperated: "Using this method? With that kind of perseverance, you'll succeed at anything."

"No." Qi Qiu, who had noticed the abnormality earlier, finally spoke up to explain, "That's ice."

Just then, the captain switched the footage from the external camera to the onboard screen. They discovered that there was severe frost under the wing, with a bulge that was even shaped like a human figure.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

"What will happen if the frost in this area continues to freeze?" Shen Mingchao suddenly had a bad feeling.

Zheng Jingyin called the captain, who replied over the intercom, "We are about to lose our balance."

The captain then said he wanted to lower the plane's altitude to clear the ice.

"It's no use." Qi Qiu shook his head.

Hei Xiazi chuckled, then his expression turned serious: "Looks like someone doesn't want us to go to Tokyo; they want to take care of us right there in the air."

Xie Yuchen also figured it out: "Did that person hire more than one feng shui master? Was the ritual performed in Tokyo?"

"It seems so," Qi Qiu said.

"Can you solve this?" Xie Yuchen asked. This kind of magical matter wasn't his forte. Then he changed the subject: "Don't force yourself. If you can't solve it, we can think of other ways."

As a qualified adult and a cautious head of the family, he would not place all the burdens on a young boy who had just come of age.

Qi Qiu smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Master Hua, but there's no need to go to such trouble."

At that moment, the boy raised a confident smile, his voice was firm and resolute, and even his eyes shone with an incomparably dazzling light.

"In this respect, he's no match for me!"

Next, everyone watched as Qi Qiu took out several talismans from somewhere, dotted them with blood from his fingertips, made several very complicated hand gestures, and finally burned all the talismans with fire.

Strangely enough, after the flames completely engulfed the talisman, the frost on the wings in the video was melting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Shen Mingchao's mouth was slightly open, and after a long while he sighed, "I always feel that my belief as a materialist is in jeopardy. The end of the world really is metaphysics."

"That's the kind of expression a normal person should have," Black Bear chimed in. He leaned down, tapped his finger twice, and whispered to Shen Mingchao, "Look at them, so calm, so boring. Ordinary people should be scared when they see something so ethereal."

Xie Yuchen glared at Hei Xiazi: "You seem pretty calm too."

Before Hei Xiazi could speak again, Shen Mingchao made the final decision, looking extremely smug: "So you're all boring adults now, but I'm different. I still have a clarity that hasn't been worn down by the years."

Black Bear curled his lip: "Ming Dynasty, you've really mastered the art of insulting people these days."

They're just finding different ways to say they're old.

After Qi Qiu finished the ritual, he strolled back to his seat and casually remarked, "Not including me."

Shen Mingchao suddenly teased, "Yeah, so you're a mature little adult now."

"Hahaha..." Hei Xiazi burst into laughter without any restraint.

After dealing with the strange frost, Shen Mingchao was bored, so he silently took out his practice books, asked Jie Yuchen for a pen, and began working on the problems with a serious expression.

This move left the other three stunned.

Hei Xiazi looked at the purple-covered book and felt a sudden sense of familiarity. If he remembered correctly, his rich but foolish second apprentice had also done something outrageous like leading a group of 53 students in the desert.

He never imagined that he would encounter two such geniuses in his lifetime!

"You even brought '53' with you?"

Hearing Hei Xiazi's surprised voice, Shen Mingchao didn't look up, only saying, "It was just a small thing."

"No, what I mean is, you come to a strange place without a weapon for self-defense, but you bring a Type 53 rifle?"

"Who said I didn't bring it?" Shen Mingchao put down his pen, took out a knife from his bag, and said, "I also brought the knife that you gave me, Blackie. I used it, and it's quite handy."

Upon seeing the familiar prices, Hei Xiazi's expression instantly changed, and he approached with a fawning smile: "Doing math problems is good. Mingchao, are you thirsty? Shall I go to the restaurant and get you a fruit platter?"

Surprisingly, Shen Mingchao really wanted to eat it. She nodded and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Blackie."

"No trouble at all, no trouble at all." Hei Xiazi turned around and raised his eyebrows smugly at Xie Yuchen and Qi Qiu.

See? She went out with the knife I gave her.

Xie Yuchen: I really want to open the hatch and kick him out.

Qi Qiu: I really want to send him down to see my deceased grandfather.

Black Bear: Why did I suddenly feel a chill down my spine? Never mind, Chaochao is still waiting for him to bring the fruit.

When the plane landed in Tokyo, it was already very late at night. The old lady seemed to have a bad relationship with her youngest son. After getting off the plane, she parted ways with them and only asked Zheng Jingyin to drive them to the villa.

In the car, Shen Mingchao couldn't help but ask Zheng Jingyin, "Would it be convenient to talk about Yuri and that Belyak?"

She was really curious.

If these two people have a close relationship, was the murder of Yuri's brother at Yuri's behest, or was it Belyak's own initiative?

Is she trying to fight for the family fortune?

She couldn't help but think of some family conspiracy theories.

"Um..." Jung Kyung-eun seemed to choke up, looking like he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Xie Yuchen's voice came from the back row, "We need to know as much information as possible to rule out any accidents caused by information asymmetry. I hope you can understand."

Hearing Xie Yuchen say this, Zheng Jingyin sighed and began to explain in detail.