C16 It Was as If He Had Gone Crazy but There Was No Sound of Music

Nanxi's morning mist.

When the door of the nine rooms was pushed open by Wang Qingtan, the morning light broke through the thick mountain mist. It slanted and shone on Wang Qingtan's body, pulling his body until it was long and slender. In the morning light, his buzz cut sparkled with strands of white hair. Those white hair stood on top of Wang Qingtan's head, unconvinced, stubbornly revealing how high-spirited and high-spirited this head had been in the past. How strong and robust this body used to be.

That's right, this was a body of martial arts.

From the day Wang Qingtan returned to Lotus Rui Village, he had been thinking about going back to the great ancestral hall to touch the 320 jin stone lock and 350 jin stone hammer. There was also the "ancestral drum" that recorded his glory.

Although Lotus Rui Village cultivated and preached, at the same time, their ancestors also established the rules of martial arts. The ancestors of the Wang family of Osiao had long left for martial arts in North Song. Therefore, Wang Qingtan had been practicing martial arts since he was young. The big ancestral hall was his childhood paradise. But today, before he could enter the great ancestral hall, his path was blocked by three foreigners at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

Wang Qingtan looked up and saw that the round Zhen Haochi was holding his right arm with a smile. He said, "Mr. Wang, that little yellow monkey ran away yesterday. Don't you remember it?"

"So what? It ran away anyway. It won't be able to eat the meat of the yellow monkey!" Wang Qingtan replied snappily.

Juliet took a step forward and said, "Bring us up the mountain again. We have a way to make you eat the yellow suede meat you want!"

Wang Qingtan said, "Why don't you coax a three-year-old?" Juliet pointed at an artifact in Barter's hand and said, "This is the advanced instrument we brought from overseas. It can help you find the little yellow suede you want!"

Thus, under the village's large Camphoragate tree, Xiao Yunzhi and the village's young and old couldn't wait any longer. The already bizarre Wang Qingtan was nowhere to be found.

At this moment, Wang Qingtan was leading three foreigners through the brush street in the morning wind, heading straight for the peak of Lanshan. After a few steps, Zhen Haochi handed him a bottle of water and said, "Drink some hot water to moisten your throat. " Wang Qingtan did not stand on ceremony and took over the bottle and drank half of it.

He brought the three of them and continued walking up the mountain. However, he found that his footsteps were getting heavier and heavier. Usually, he could easily reach halfway up the mountain, but at this moment, he felt as if his feet were filled with lead. Gradually, he could no longer move his legs. His eyelids also sank. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was already in front of Nan Qinyin's grave right above the bamboo forest in the middle of the mountain.

Alice pushed Zhen Haochi with her arm and whispered, "The medicinal properties have been reduced by quite a bit!"

Wang Qingtan was a little stunned. He raised his arm and felt that it was soft and powerless. He looked at the three foreigners in front of him and asked, "Where's Little Huang?" Zhen Haochi said, "Mr. Wang, we have found the Little Huang that you want, but you have to agree to one of our conditions. "

"Aiya, aiya, you're long-winded. Hurry up and bring the little yellow unk s down the mountain. I haven't eaten breakfast yet, so I'm hungry! Hurry up and tell me, what's your condition? "

"We want to ask you, on the day of the Qingming Festival, you came here to give the owner of this tomb peach blossoms and oiled vegetable flowers. Who is this Nanqin Yin lady to you?"

When Wang Qingtan heard this, his expression changed and he said, "Ask my ass, what does this have to do with you foreigners!"

Wang Qingtan half-knelt at the tombstone of Nan Qinyin. His rough hands gently caressed the two lines of words on the tombstone. "Yangping is listening to the tunes of the tunes. Jin Se is Unbowable to Distract Ousi. " Even though the color of the words had faded, they were still clear and distinct. Wang Qingtan seemed to have changed into a different person all of a sudden.

"Alright, alright, we won't ask, we won't ask. We're just curious about the matter of peach blossoms! " Zhen Haochi winked at Wang Qingtan and smiled. "Our condition is very simple. I heard that you have something interesting in your hand?" "What is it?" "Hundred Treasure Variant!"

When Wang Qingtan heard the words "Hundred Treasure Variant," his entire body trembled. He stood up from Nan Qinyin's grave and immediately said with a confused expression, "What Hundred Treasure Variant, Thousand Treasure Variant? Are you speaking in English? Aren't you people from China? Tell me some western stuff that I don't understand. . . " Wang Qingtan muttered. His eyes avoided Zhen Haochi.

Barter growled in a low voice: "Stop pretending!" Just as he was about to step in front of Wang Qingtan, he was stopped by Juliet. Zhen Haochi handed Barter a color. He shook his head lightly. He turned around and said to Wang Qingtan, "Think about it carefully. Didn't you come back this time to participate in the Oubo Meeting? Without the Hundred Treasures Verdant, The Oubao Meeting doesn't have the treasures of the ancestors. Isn't the Oubao Meeting no longer fun?"

"Yeah, yeah, there really doesn't seem to be any interesting Oubao in the current Oubao Meeting. It's not fun, it's not fun!" Wang Qingtan nodded his head repeatedly.

Zhen Haochi went forward: "You don't have 'Hundred Treasures Vermicelli', then do you have any fun treasures?"

Wang Qingtan said, "Yes, I do!"

Zhen Haochi was overjoyed. "What treasure is it? Is it the 'Broken Blade'? Where is it? Let me touch it!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and touched Wang Qingtan's body.

"What are you doing at my mother's grave!?

Following a delicate shout, in front of the bamboo forest, the daughter of Wu Xiu Nan's Nanqin clan, Nanyu, raised her eyebrows. Her jade-like fingers pointed directly at the four people in front of her mother's grave. Behind her stood Luye'er and Xiao Xiaoyun.

When Wang Qingtan saw Nan Yuxin, he patted his head. He exclaimed, "Cuckcuckoo, today's day. . . How could I have forgotten!" He turned around and quickly put his palms together. He only kowtowed to the tombstone of Nan Qinyin. "The sound of the guqin, it's all that damned little yellow monkey! Yes, he said. It's that little yellow monkey that has aroused my appetite. I forgot that today is your death anniversary. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. The next time I see that little yellow monkey, I'll definitely eat it cleanly!"

Xiao Xiaoyun laughed heartily when he heard that. He went forward and said to Wang Qingtan," Uncle Qingtan, Aunt Muqin is so kind. She won't let you eat the little yellow monkey. Hurry up and apologize. "

"Oh, oh, Musical Uncle, then I won't eat Little Huang's Succubus. The next time I see it, I'll definitely fiercely smack its butt!"

Xiao Xiaoyun pulled Wang Qingtan up, turned around, and asked Zhen Haochi with a fierce gaze, "Why are you guys here with my Uncle Qingtan?"

"We're helping your Uncle Qingtan find Goldie!" When Xiao Xiaoyun heard that, he snorted. "Mind your own business!"

Ashiya, who was standing at the side, did not say a word. When Wang Qingtan stood up, Ashiya'er, who was also a martial artist, saw the changes in his body and went forward to help Wang Qingtan. When she turned around again, she found that Zhen Haochi and the other two had already hurried down the mountain. That figure made Lu-er frown.

The moment she left the mountain, she went straight to the nine rooms. She had Wang Nan Yuan take out the pictures taken on Qing Ming on her phone. That day, a few mysterious figures disappeared in the pine forest. Those few figures and the few figures on the mountain today had already coincided perfectly with each other in Ashiya'er's eyes. . . A question that had been fuzzy in her heart gradually became clear. The three foreigners' target was not only Wang Nanyuan, they were also staring at Wang Qingtan. Then, "Hundred Treasures Vermicelli" must have something to do with Wang Qingtan!

In the evening, Xiao Yunzhi finally found Wang Qingtan. This time, He had to convince Wang Qingtan to stand on his side. He couldn't be sure if there was a "Hundred Treasure Variant," so he couldn't take the risk. He had to follow the original plan and carry out his village reorganization plan. The "boss" would fulfill the promise of paying the money according to the original contract. He no longer had time. If the villagers did not agree, If the bridge that was just a section away from the dragon did not merge, it meant that his bulldozer would not be able to drive into Lotus Village. His plan to change the village would be in vain. Thinking of his father on the sickbed, thinking of the company that he could not let his father, who was seriously ill, know about the high construction of debt, which was as dangerous as an egg, Thinking of the big boss Henry's eagle-like face, Xiao Yunzhi felt a chill run down his spine. Today, He had no choice but to spend all his money. No matter how painful his heart was, he could not bear to part with it. He had no choice but to take out a treasure. This treasure was something that his father had always treasured, and it was something that Wang Qingtan had always dreamed of but had never been able to obtain. It was the double treasured drum mallet that struck the enormous' ancestral hall drum 'in the great ancestral hall of Lotus Rui Village!