"Caught!"
Lu Yao shouted, and stabbed downwards with the sword in his hand. The feeling of the sword piercing into the flesh was very obvious. Since it had been stabbed, Lu Yao did not stop. The hilt of the sword turned, and the thing that was stabbed felt its strength. It suddenly increased in size and forced itself away from the fat man's hand.
A bloody gray hand stretched out from the depth of the hidden compartment, and quickly grabbed the suitcase and pulled it out. I don't know if it was because of the greater strength, or because there was a mechanism when they took it just now, but the suitcase was quickly pulled away from the hidden compartment. Fatty Stretching his head and looking down, he saw that the wooden board on the other side of the secret compartment had been broken off, and the hand reached in through this hole.
As soon as he saw the box being taken away, Zhang Qilin had already broken the window and rushed out immediately. Lu Yao stopped Wu Xie and Fatty and asked them to pack up the photos under the glass, while he went after Zhang Qilin and Tiao Shoulder.
Depend on! How come the slumped shoulders came so quickly? There was still time in the book for Wu Xie and the others to take out the Milo Tuo!
Fatty and Wuxie put away the things on the table in a panic.
"Fuck! Naive, the human hand I grabbed just now is like it has no bones."
Wu Xie comforted the fat man without any clues, "If you are stabbed by Lu Yao and it bleeds, you must be a human. If you are a human, you don't need to be afraid!"
Putting the photos and moldy books into their bags, Wu Xie and Fatty hurriedly followed the blood on the ground.
Wuxie and the others saw them outside the village, and Zhang Qilin was already fighting with the guy with the slumped shoulders.
"Huh... I'm so tired, fat man. Damn it... Huh... Is there really someone with such a slumped shoulder?"
The fat man held Lu Yao and gasped, "Why don't you... get up?"
Lu Yao stepped on the suitcase, "Brother won't let me do it."
Wuxie held on to the tree next to him and rested his strength, "Thanks to Lu Yao for hurting him, otherwise we really wouldn't be able to find him."
Lu Yao nodded, "He is very familiar with this place. If it weren't for the blood on the ground, my brother and I might not be able to catch up with him."
The fat man frowned and stared at Zhang Qilin, "Why do I feel that this shoulder-slumping move is a bit similar to the little brother? Isn't this guy a big fan of the little brother?"
When the slumped-shouldered man heard what the fat man said, he seemed very angry and glared at the fat man.
"Damn it! He actually stared at me! Xiaoluzi, come on!"
Lu Yao stabbed him with a funny sword. This guy with a flat shoulder had just been hit by a sword, so he naturally knew how powerful the sword was. When he was dodging, Zhang Qilin tore off half of his sleeves, revealing the tattoo on his body.
Zhang Qilin paused for a moment when he saw the tattoo, and actually let him seize the opportunity to escape. The forest here is deep and dense. If you are not a local who is familiar with the situation, it is easy to get lost running around in the mountains.
"Damn! Is this slumped shoulder from the village? I think he ran in the direction of the village?"
"There shouldn't be any blood left for us to follow this time, but I think Fatty is right. Brother, do you feel that his moves are very similar to yours? The tattoo he showed just now is also very similar to yours. .”
The fat man nodded, "Yes, I just saw it. The tattoos are the same and the moves are the same. That means this is a member of your family? Then why did he hit you? Is it possible that there is something ancient in your family? According to the clan rules, outsiders cannot be brought in?"
"His appearance is also very strange. It feels like all the bones in his body are gone. When I grabbed his hand just now, it felt like I grabbed a piece of pork."
"You said he was the one who did the little things in my little brother's house? Then he lured us out again. What was his purpose?"
Lu Yao glanced at them and said, "Have you taken out the photos and ancient books?"
Wuxie opened the bag and poured everything out, "Thankfully I brought a bag to carry your camera."
The fat man picked up a photo of a man shooting a gun, his face invisible.
"What is this? Is that bald head deceiving us? What is this? A family portrait of men, women, old and young?"
Wuxie took Fatty's family photo. It took too long and the photo was already taken. "Why do I feel like this man looks a bit like my grandfather? Is it my imagination?"
"Let me see?"
There are more than a dozen people in this photo. The one Wuxie said looks like his grandfather is sitting on the right side of the front row. You can see that he seems to be holding something black in his hand.
"My grandpa's favorite dog in my family is called San Cinching. It's not big, as big as a toy dog. Do you think it looks like the one he's holding?"
Lu Yao also went over to take a look, doubting that this was a group photo taken of the legendary 'largest tomb robbery in history', but why were there thirteen people above? Aren't there only ten people in Jiumen plus Zhang Qilin? Who are the other three? Jin Wantang? Impossible. He is just a translator of silk books and should not be qualified. Who else could he be? black glasses?
Wuxie and Fatty recognized two women in the photo. The one on the edge looked like a woman, but upon closer inspection, she looked like a man.
"Only the Huo family in the Nine Clan is headed by a woman. If this is the generation of the old Nine Clan, who is the other woman?"
The fat man knocked his head, "Maybe it's the one from the Yin family? No, the location is wrong."
Needless to say, Fatty himself overturned his guess.
The positions in the photo are six in the front and seven in the back. The first woman is on the far right in the front row, next to the person suspected of being Grandpa Wuxie, and the second woman is in the middle of the back row.
Wu Xie put down the photo in his hand and quickly looked up his photos to see if there were any clues. Soon Wu Xie's hand holding the photo froze and his face turned pale. .
The fat man saw that something was wrong with him and wanted to take the photo in his hand. Unexpectedly, Wu Xie's grip was so tight that the fat man didn't pull it for a while.
"Tianzhen, what's wrong? What did you find?"
Looking at the photo, he really couldn't take it away, so the fat man simply stepped forward to see what kind of excitement could make innocence become like this.
"Holy shit! Your photo? Why is your photo here? Who is taking the photo with you? Does it look familiar?"
In the photo, Wuxie is about the same age as she is now. She is wearing clothes with a sense of the times. She is leaning on the man next to her with a smile. The man looks a little younger than Wuxie. He has one arm around Wuxie's shoulders. The smile is very bright.
"This man is my second uncle!"
