Live expedition from tomb raiding

Panjiayuan.

After being teased by Ding Ze, Shirley Yang was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said, "I'm just a little surprised that you're here...Mr. Ding, you look good, can I ask you a question?"

Ding Ze sat up and lit a cigarette, "Of course, you can ask."

Shirley Yang asked, "Do you know Partridge Whistle?"

Ding Ze heard, good guy, I'm sure, his name is indeed in Partridge Whistle's notes.

Don't panic, it's not a big problem.

Ding Ze shook his head as his thoughts raced, "I don't know."

A group of sand sculpture audience: "????"

"What's going on? Why did the name Partridge Whistle suddenly appear?"

"Am I missing something?"

"Also, anchor, can you stop lying like this without changing your face or beating your heart!"

Shirley Yang was still frowning, obviously not accepting this answer much.

When Ding Ze saw it, he was not in a hurry to say anything, because he was sure that Shirley Yang had only a little doubt at most, and he probably couldn't convince himself.

After all, this kind of speculation is too ridiculous.

Facts have proved that Ding Ze was right, Shirley Yang really thought her idea was too absurd.

If this Ding Ze is the Ding Ze in the notes, doesn't that mean that he will live forever?

With such a thought, Shirley Yang's brows loosened a little.

At this time, Hu Bayi, who was really curious, said, "Miss Yang, who is the partridge whistle?"

Hearing the voice, Shirley Yang turned her head slightly, "It's my grandfather."

Hu Bayi was even more puzzled when he heard this, "Your grandfather, how did Lao Ding know your grandfather?"

Hearing this, Shirley Yang took another look at Ding Ze who was smiling and smoking a cigarette, this time she didn't stare at him, and quickly said to Hu Bayi, "I should have made a mistake, let's talk about it Come on, I came here this time to ask you to do something, is it convenient to chat?"

Hu Bayi reacted quickly, if something happened, if something happened, it must be a matter of imprint.

"Okay, that big gold tooth, help me look at the stall, fat man, Lao Ding, let's go."

Shirley Yang: "Ah..."

As in the original book, Shirley Yang originally planned to chat with Hu Bayi alone, so when she saw Hu Bayi greeting Ding Ze with the fat man, she suddenly reacted a little abnormally.

Seeing this, the fat guy may not be so smart in other things, but hey hey when it comes to embarrassing Shirley Yang.

That reaction, whoosh, whoosh, was really fast.

The fat man immediately smirked, and his tone was so weird that he called out to Ding Ze, "Old Ding, Miss Yang doesn't seem to want us to follow."

Ding Ze nodded immediately and smiled, "Old Hu, then you go, Miss Yang is here to look for you, it's not suitable for me to keep up with Fatty."

Hu Bayi: "Ah..."

Shirley Yang is a young woman after all, what the fat man and Ding Ze are talking about inside and out, she is not a fool, how can she not hear it?

Hearing it, a hint of shyness suddenly appeared on the pretty little face.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's go then."

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"Anchor, do you know what you and Fatty are now?"

"You two are big light bulbs with [-] watts. Shirley Yang wants to date Hu Bayi. Why are you two so ignorant?"

"Hey! If I were Shirley Yang, I would absolutely hate the anchor and you two."

There was chatter in the live broadcast room, but Ding Ze didn't watch it.

I don't care if I read it, I should follow or have to follow.

As for Fatty, he has always been at odds with Shirley Yang, and he is happy to be able to add trouble to Shirley Yang now.

There was a Longtan Park outside Panjiayuan, and there were hardly any people there at this time of day. After the four of them found a place to sit down, Hu Bayi opened his mouth because he was anxious.

"Miss Yang, what you want to talk about is about the eye imprint on your back?"

The words came to my ears, because after reading the notes of Partridge Whistle, Shirley Yang was not surprised and nodded, "It seems that you have already discovered that I am indeed here for this matter."

"Do you still remember that prophetic book? After I went back some time ago, I found that eyeball mark appeared on my back, and I did some investigation."

"The prophetic book mentioned that among the four of us, one was a descendant of the prophetic family... You guessed it right at the time, that person was indeed me."

The voice just fell.

Fatty immediately got a little excited and preempted Hu Bayi and said, "I knew Miss Yang that you had something to do with that hole. Fortunately, I was resourceful and took decisive action..."

Words come out.

Shirley Yang immediately turned her head and glared at the fat man, but Hu Bayi didn't dare to hesitate, fearing that the fat man would be unrestrained, he tied them up with their trouser belts, and then put a black donkey's hoof on Xue Li Yang's mouth. After talking about Li Dang's matter, he hastily reached out and interrupted Fatty's words.

Immediately, she said to Shirley, "How can you be a descendant of the Prophet family? What's the situation now? Is the imprint on our back a curse?"

"Also, you just asked Lao Ding if he knew your grandfather, is it related to this matter?"

Hu Bayi said one after another, and the questions popped out like a cannonball.

Yet even so.

At this moment.

Compared with the performance of the sand sculpture audience in the live broadcast room, Hu Bayi can actually be said to be very calm.

I saw, in the live broadcast room.

"Fuck! What does this mean?"

"Partridge Whistle is Shirley Yang's grandfather!"

"Curse, descendant, Shirley Yang..."

"What the hell, I'm running out of brains!!!"