Live expedition from tomb raiding

"Anchor, stop for me, answer my question before running away, do you have a girlfriend or a wife!"

"If not, the little girl is eighteen years old, she can go to the hall and go to the kitchen..."

"Anchor! Don't listen to the above, look at me, this girl is 23 years old, she can warm the bed and make the quilt..."

"Hehe, what are you doing, anchor, I'm 25 this year! Focus, this girl is proficient in eighteen martial arts, and she is proficient in all of them. Keeping them will make you drunk and dreamy!"

Ding Ze: "???????"

Ding dong, the old Wang next door is haunting: "Fuck! Eighteen kinds of martial arts, proficient in all of them? So awesome? Girl, leave a contact information?"

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Slip away, these female sand sculptures are really scary.

Can't afford to be provoked, so hurry up and slip away.

[You have confirmed that you have entered the easter egg plot. 】

When his eyes fell on this line of text, Ding Ze immediately chuckled silently, "Sure enough, it's what I thought. '

Then counting the time, Fatty and Hu Bayi should have almost returned to Panjiayuan... Even if they didn't go back, they would go back soon.

"Gulan County is not fun, choose Panjiayuan," Ding Ze thought, making a choice.

[You have chosen Panjiayuan, waiting to enter, countdown, three, two, one. 】

The same scene happened again, and the surrounding scene changed rapidly. In the blink of an eye, Ding Ze found that he was already standing on the street of Panjiayuan.

He had never been here before time travelling, only heard about it, but looking at it now, hey, it's quite impressive, there are street stalls selling all kinds of antiques everywhere.

In fact, there was a booth right next to him.

Of course, he suddenly appeared like this without a sound, and the stall owner didn't feel any unreasonableness. At this moment, he just thought that he was here to buy antiques, so he greeted him with a smile.

"Boy, what did you see?"

Ding Ze heard: "?????"

Hey, let's do it, it's hard to come here, let's see if the jokes I saw before time travel are true.

Thinking about it, Ding Ze smiled, and was not in a hurry to find Fatty and Old Hu, so he squatted in front of the booth and took a look.

He knew what a fart. After a glance, he casually pointed to a big thing that looked like ancient armor, "How do you sell this?"

Hearing this, the stall owner looked at Ding Ze's attire again, he was concerned, and made a decisive expression with an exaggerated expression.

Seeing this exaggerated and unnatural expression, Ding Ze couldn't help thinking, "Your acting skills are really bad, if you join the crew, you'll only be a trick at best." '

The stall owner was frothing, "Young man, you have good eyesight, you really are not a mortal. This set of armor is my treasure!"

As he said that, the stall owner suddenly moved his head closer, pretending to be mysterious, and said, "Young man, I can only tell you this quietly. Don't be afraid after hearing this. This set of armor is very powerful. Years ago, a group of local masters entered an ancient tomb of the Western Zhou Dynasty, and forcibly pulled it off a general in the tomb!"

The voice fell into my ears.

Idle is also idle, Ding Ze thought, his face was full of panic, his eyes widened as much as possible, "Boss, are you fooling me? If this is the armor of the Western Zhou Dynasty, you will lose your head if you just hold it. Dare to sell it here openly?"

Can set up a stall in Panjiayuan, but the stall owner can still be stumped by such a small problem?

The stall owner smiled immediately and shook his head slightly, "Young man, you don't understand this. This is called a big hermit hidden in the city, and I put it here. Who would have thought it was true?"

When Ding Ze heard this, he opened his mouth wide in surprise, with a look of disbelief, "The most dangerous place is the safest place!"

The stall owner chuckled, "Yes, that's the truth!"

Ding Ze nodded, "The boss is really good at it, I admire it... However, I still think it should be from last week, not from the Western Zhou Dynasty."

As soon as this word comes out.

The stall owner's face changed instantly, and his brows were raised immediately, "Young man, it's inappropriate for you to say that, aren't you saying that I lied to you?"

Ding Ze smiled, "Boss, you said this, I didn't say it, forget it, I said it carelessly, then boss, how much is this set of armor?"

Seeing Ding Ze's apology, the stall owner's face finally softened a little, and he extended a hand, "500 million, not a penny less."

Ding Ze: "100 yuan, the highest!"

Stall owner: "Young man, you are the one looking for faults!"

The tone suddenly turned bad!

Can Ding Ze be afraid?

Afraid of wool.

Swish!

The black gold dagger was drawn out and placed between the two of them.

It is now [-], copying knives is just copying knives, it doesn't matter much, not to mention that this is an antique market, ancient knives are not uncommon.

"Boss, don't be impatient. I said 100 yuan, and you can make some money. And I'm not looking at the boss, you seem to be bored, so I'm chatting with you."

"Then boss, how much do you think my knife is worth?"

Stall owner: "(ΩДΩ)!!!!!!"

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Blinked hard.

Then he moved his eyes away from the black gold dagger and landed on Ding Ze's face.

The feng shui took turns, and the stall owner's face and eyes were full of panic.

"Fuck! Take it away! Take it away! You fucking want to kill me!"

The stall owner was hysterical and anxious...

Ding Ze: "Eh...my hand is real, boss..."

The words came out, and the stall owner heard it, seeing that Ding Ze actually dared to speak directly...

The vendor is crazy!

"It's just because it's true, that's why you're so fucking quick to take it away!"

"I'm going to sell some fakes, you're going to get a real one with your head off!"