Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 691...My Second Uncle?

Speaking of "His Majesty the First Emperor," Hu Ming still couldn't figure out what this "First Emperor"'s purpose was.

He suddenly appeared before Hu Ming, and they traveled together. He seemed very friendly, answering all his questions and revealing all sorts of secrets from tens of thousands of years ago.

Was the First Emperor really just there to see the "little guys" he described as failures?
Regarding the many suspicious points surrounding "His Majesty the First Emperor," there was too little information available for deduction and reasoning, making it difficult for Hu Ming to draw any useful conclusions in the short term.

But one thing Hu Ming was certain of was that this was his first meeting with "His Majesty the First Emperor," and definitely not his last!
One day, they will surely meet again.

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Two people were crammed onto the 1.2-meter-wide bed, one was lying on the sofa, and the other was sleeping on a makeshift bed on the living room floor.

Last night, Hu Ming and the other three were too lazy to go out and bother, so they simply stayed at Fatty's house for the night.

The fat man had a peculiar obsession with his bed and refused to give it up no matter what.

Although if he sleeps on the sofa or on the floor, the 1.2-meter bed is enough for two slender people to sleep comfortably.

Unfortunately, Hu Ming, Xiao Ge, and Wu Xie, regardless of their inner state, all appeared somewhat thin.

Left with no other choice, Wu Xie was ravaged by Fatty all night last night.

The fat man is not a peaceful sleeper. Rolling around, grinding his teeth, snoring, and talking in his sleep are minor issues. When he is sound asleep, he often mistakenly believes that Wu Xie next to him is a fallen woman he has saved.

The evidence is
"hiss!!!"

"Terrible, really terrifying! What did you do after we fell asleep last night?"

"Men on top of men? Knowing men and going for it? Fatty, does your dad know about this?"

Hu Ming, who was brushing his teeth on the sofa with his mouth full of white foam, gasped as he watched Wu Xie and Fatty walk out of the room. He almost swallowed the mouthful of foam.

The young man who was quietly eating bread and drinking milk also silently stopped what he was doing, turned his head away, and couldn't bear to look at him.

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I felt like there was a hint of disdain in the guy's eyes?
"..."

Wu Xie covered his face in shame, not wanting to speak.

Several red marks of unknown origin on Wu Xie's neck were rather glaring.

Beside him, the fat man, true to his nature, showed no embarrassment whatsoever. Instead, as if to disgust people, he put on a shy, hesitant expression like a young girl in her late teens.

"..."

Hu Ming said that he doesn't need to eat breakfast, lunch, or dinner today.

That's disgusting enough.

After enough joking around, we also easily solved the breakfast problem.

"Uncle Ming, I don't plan to stay in Beijing any longer. I'll be returning to Hangzhou this afternoon."

"I've been away for so long, and there's a ton of stuff piling up over there. I have to go back and deal with it as soon as possible."

"Put the collar of your coat up," Wu Xie said softly.

"Oh."

Hu Ming said indifferently.

"Hmm, how about I go to Hangzhou with you, naive girl?"

The fat man's eyes flickered, showing some interest.

"Hmm? Something's wrong with you! Something's really wrong with you! What do you want to do?"

Wu Xie was startled and looked at the fat man warily. "...You're overthinking it. I'm a man, and I like women. Last night was just an accident...after all, I've been lonely for too long."

"I can't stay in Beijing these days... I mean, it's not suitable for someone like me. I can't live like this at all."

The fat man recalled the embarrassing incident of being caught by the police for extending his time at a foot massage parlor, and his face showed a look of unbearable recollection.

As someone who has spent most of my life in the world of adventure, this is the first time I've ever been taken to the authorities for playing around!
The fat man remembered that Uncle Ming seemed to have said that Beijing was a very special city, so he figured the situation in Hangzhou should be much better.
Besides, the environment shapes the people, and Hangzhou is a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery, which nurtures the girls there.
Ahem, I can't think about it anymore, or it'll go 404.

"At your age, can't you just settle down?"

Wu Xie sighed helplessly, but after all, they were good brothers who had gone through thick and thin together, so he couldn't criticize his good brother's hobbies. He just silently opened his phone and booked a plane ticket for Fatty.

Besides, Wu Xie isn't exactly an honest person, is he?
With Fatty, this experienced driver, leading the way, Wu Xie felt... um!
"Two foot-massaging monsters... Hey buddy, what about you? Any plans?"

Hu Ming pursed his lips and turned to look at the silent young man.

"I?"

"Still haven't made up your mind. Maybe it's the temples in the snowy mountains of Medog, or perhaps Banai Village in Guangxi Province?"

Having shed all constraints and fate, the young man seemed unsure how to pass the long and uncertain future ahead, a rare hint of confusion appearing in his eyes.

"Want to live a secluded life at such a young age? That won't do! How about this, young man, stop causing trouble and come with me for now. Who knows, you might encounter something interesting someday..."

Hu Ming could not bear to watch his good friend become a monk and live a life devoid of desires.

"Alright."

The young man thought for a moment and then nodded decisively.

"So young..."

Looking at Xiao Ge and Hu Ming's eighteen-year-old faces, and then considering their actual ages... Damn, that's unbelievable!
"After a while, I'll probably go to Hangzhou with Nanfeng. There are some small things I need to take care of."

After thinking for a moment, Hu Ming added.

"Huh? Hangcheng? And Yin Nanfeng? I thought you'd be with Xiuxiu or Lanting? Uncle Ming, don't you ever get bored with the old and crave the new?"
Wu Xie asked, feigning surprise.

"...I'm not a heartless person, my heart just happened to be broken into many pieces, and a girl just happened to live in each of those pieces."

"Alright, let's stop joking about these scumbags. I don't want to go either, but Nanfeng insisted, so I have no choice. In a while, it will be the anniversary of her great-aunt's death."

"The remains of Master Zhang and Yin Xinyue are both laid to rest in Hangzhou..."

Hu Ming casually made a sarcastic remark, then his expression turned serious, and he said solemnly.

"Damn it, Uncle Ming, are you saying that Master Zhang's remains were actually buried in Hangzhou!?"

As expected, Wu Xie's expression changed, and he exclaimed in surprise.

Zhang Dafoye is truly a name that evokes a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, deep emotion/reflection).

"Many people know this; it's actually a semi-public secret."

"I have no idea!"

"Because the current head of the Wu family is your second uncle... your own second uncle, not you!"

"Uncle Ming, do you mean that Zhang Dafoye's remains were buried in Hangzhou, and my second uncle was in charge of arranging it?"

"He was just a hands-off manager, outsourcing all the work. Yes, the person in charge was indeed your second uncle."

"My third uncle should know something, right? It's a miracle he didn't dig up Zhang Dafoye's grave..."

Wu Xie looked out the window and sighed softly.

If it weren't for Zhang Dafoye stirring things up behind the scenes, none of this mess would have happened back then.
Wu Sansheng is a petty man; how could he endure his wife being persecuted like this?