Chapter 694 Hope for life!
The sound of mahjong came from the private room in a 24-hour teahouse under Wu Erbai's name. "What's wrong with your waist, little fat guy?" Hu Ming took a sip of tea and asked with a grin.
"Uh..., get out!"
The fat man knew that his uncle was asking questions clearly, and rolled his eyes in anger.
After all, I am old and I can't help myself, but I can't compare myself with my youth.
Ignoring Yin Nanfeng's uncovered contempt
The fat man rubbed his waist secretly and fell into deep thought. .
Maybe I will find an old Chinese doctor to prescribe two doses of medicine tomorrow?
"Talk serious... You two have been in the past few days? There is a smell of earthy body, and there is even um?"
Hu Ming smiled and stopped, then suddenly his face changed and his voice was solemn. "It's a strong smell of rotten and fermentation, and the smell of disinfectant from the hospital?"
"...Damn?"
Wu Xie and the fat man were immediately shocked, and the two of them were He looked at Hu Ming in disbelief.
They knew that Hu Ming's five senses were extremely keen, but this was something that happened nearly a week ago?
During this period, the two of them took a bath many times, and they could smell it? "Some time ago, a small-scale earthquake occurred in Hangzhou, and the ground of a warehouse collapsed. There was an ancient building inside. Tomb."
"The boss came to me and asked me to deal with it. Fatty and I went downstairs for a while. It was a musician's tomb that may have something to do with the rumored mysterious King of South China Sea."
"Nonsense, of course I know, that's right. The smell of rotten and fermented on your body is from the coffin dew. Did you knock over the coffin dew?"
"So continue."
< br>Hu Ming subconsciously took out a cigarette, took a hold of it, and Yin Nanfeng helped lit it.
"Oh, after that, a small accident happened. The coffin was knocked over and the fog was filled. I accidentally sucked in some, so I was sent to the hospital for two days."
"That's what happened."
Wu Xieyan briefly introduced his experiences with the fat man some time ago.
"...The Tomb of the Musician of King of Nanhai...You can't get anywhere in Nanhai's business scope. If it is not necessary, it is impossible to suddenly study the country in Nanhai that is almost difficult to find traces in history. "
"So, you are so sure that it is the tomb of the musician of the King of South China Sea. Is there any basis for Wu Sansheng contacting you?"
Hu Ming thought about it and was sure that he was sure The way. "Uncle, can you discuss it with that bastard Wu Sansheng?"
"I've escaped from the Queen Mother Kingdom of the West, and I didn't even meet Tianzhen. Later, I sent some messages for no reason. What does it mean?"
"Does he know that Tianzhen's body is no longer good? Do you have to let him do it?"
The fat man said inwardly. He didn't like Wu Sansheng at first, and he was even more dissatisfied at this time.
"It's really not the case this time. Wu Sansheng didn't contact me, but he contacted Wu Erbai."
"Anyway, I have paid attention to the matter of King Nanhai before. , looking for an opportunity, that's all."
"As for Wu Sansheng contacted you, he also provided you with some key clues..."
"Hey, my nephew, don't say it, your old Wu family is really interesting. .”
“At that time, your third uncle lies in various ways, which led to you not trusting your third uncle now. Your second uncle feels sorry for you and is unwilling to take any risks. Your third uncle doesn’t trust your second uncle If you can succeed, you will tell you the key information..." As he said that, Hu Ming suddenly became happy.
The way Wu Erbai, Wu Sansheng and Wu Xie get along is interesting.
"You mean, my third uncle also told my second uncle some news? Have you ever met my second uncle?"
Wu Xie keenly grasped the key point.
I can only say that I am a descendant of the Wu family and are born to play tricks.
"Well, your third uncle probably wants your second uncle to convey it to you, and let you work together to explore this King of South China Sea."
"It seems that your second uncle is indeed Or a typical Chinese-style parent, no matter how old the children and nephews are, in their eyes, they are just children and need their careful care...."
"Of course, it is not ruled out that your physical factors will make your second uncle dare not let you take risks again." Hu Ming explained casually. "So, Uncle Ming, I wanted to ask at noon, what do you want to do in the place you are thinking about going?"
No mistakes are made and posted One content, one in one 6, one in one 9, one book, one bar, one read! "Also, why are you connected with Wu Xie again? He is now a sick person. Do you have to go?"
Yin Nanfeng asked in due time. "As the rumors, the King of South China Sea built a Lei City in a secret place, and the Lei City claimed to have the mysterious power to soothe all regrets!" Hu Ming looked at Wu Xie, A meaningful way.
"Smooth all regrets? It's nonsense, this is not a fantasy novel. Wait!"
When hearing this, Wu Xie sneered and was about to refute it, but suddenly thought of something.
"Did you think of it?"
"This world is never as simple as you thought. You have never been exposed to the mysterious power that cannot be explained."
"Before, you could imagine that it was only With a bronze branch, can we embody the deepest obsession in people's hearts and even create flesh and blood humans out of thin air?" Hu Ming chuckled.
"Old itch..."
Wu Xie finally remembered his childhood friend who had broken off contact ten years ago, flew away, and was on the other side of the ocean. "Also, if you are closer, my eyes are enough to create!" Hu Ming's eyes stretched to a vertical and narrow length.
"So, Leicheng, does it really have a mysterious power that can cure lung fibrosis?"
"This is a terminal illness that cannot be cured!"
Wu Xie's eyes, which were originally somewhat depressed, shined with brilliance.
He had already accepted his fate, but he just wanted to enjoy the last few years.
But, since he has a chance to live, how could he not be moved?
Faced with death visible to the naked eye, no one can remain indifferent.
Hysterical and peaceful acceptance of fate are nothing more than despair in the face of destined death.
"That thing is not a magical skill after all, and it should be completely cured. It should not be possible, but it is more than enough to greatly alleviate your condition and allow you to enjoy your old age."
Recalling carefully the ending of Wu Xie in the original work, Hu Ming nodded and said confidently.