The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

"But what?" Erbao asked.

Zhang Suo frowned, "But I don't know if this jade seal is still useful now. After all, this is modern times, and no one can be an ancient emperor."

Erbao curled his lips and said, "It's just a broken stone. If it can't become the emperor, what's the point of using it? We made such a long trip."

Zhang Suo shook his head: "Young Master, you are wrong. Even if you can't become emperor, this jade seal is very old and must be priceless. It is definitely a treasure."

Hearing that it was priceless, Erbao's eyes lit up again and he hurriedly urged, "Daddy! Hurry up and get the jade seal! This treasure is very valuable."

Bo Jingzhou stared at the jade seal, with a dark tide in his eyes.

However, no matter how Erbao urged, Bo Jingzhou remained unmoved, his expression indifferent, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Erbao's eyes rolled around. If his daddy doesn't take this treasure, then he won't be polite.

While no one was paying attention, he tiptoed to the edge of the stone platform, stood on tiptoe, and grabbed with his little hand.

The result was that I caught nothing.

"Huh? How could this happen!" Erbao widened his eyes.

Why can't he catch it?

Dabao walked over and pointed at the words on the bronze wall: "It says that a blood sacrifice is required to activate it. It should be activated with blood."

"Blood sacrifice?" Erbao's little head spun again, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind. "Watch me!"

He bit his little finger and hissed in pain, and a bright red blood drop immediately came out.

"Tick."

Drops of blood fell on the surface of the jade seal.

Bo Jingzhou did not stop him.

Erbao chuckled and reached out to grab it again, but still caught nothing!

Erbao was immediately disappointed: "Humph! Just forget it if you won't let me take it!"

Zhang Suo scratched his head in confusion, "Could it be that... the young master's blood is not good?"

The second baby didn’t work, and the other babies didn’t try either.

Bo Jingzhou was silent for a moment, and finally stepped forward: "I'll do it."

Everyone's eyes were on him.

He pulled out a dagger and cut a gash in his palm. Blood immediately gushed out and dripped onto the jade seal.

"Tick, tick..."

The blood beads were continuously absorbed by the jade seal until it turned deep red, and finally, all the dark golden lines disappeared.

"Clap."

The jade seal fell down and landed steadily on the stone platform.

Inside the stone chamber, the air suddenly became stagnant.

Everyone found it unbelievable. Could it be that this jade seal could recognize its owner?

Erbao felt that he must not have enough blood, otherwise he might be the little master.

This time, Bo Jingzhou picked up the jade seal easily.

The blood-red jade seal in his hand grew slightly hot, just when everyone thought everything was settled.

"Rumble..."

The stone platform suddenly rose again and the ground began to shake.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of heavy mechanisms echoed in the stone chamber, and then a snow-white jade coffin slowly rose from the ground.

"Coffin, coffin?!" Zhang Suo gasped.

Sanbao shuddered, his face pale. "So there really is a dead person in here?"

"Don't be afraid, young master." Zhang Suo stepped forward bravely, "Let me take a look first."

He wanted to block the sight of the four young masters, but how could he stop the curiosity of the little guys?

They crouched down and approached quietly.

The jade coffin was crystal clear, and inside it lay a man.

He looked to be about forty years old, with a peaceful face and skin as plump as a living person's. Even the folds of his robe were clearly visible.

Zhang Suo's voice tightened. "Boss Bo, could this be the ancestor the gravekeeper is supposed to protect? But... this person looks too young!"

Bo Jingzhou frowned and walked closer, his fingertips lightly touching the surface of the jade coffin: "I guess this jade coffin is made of special materials, which can prevent the body from decaying."

He stared at the face of the man in the coffin and suddenly felt that he looked familiar. "Zhang Suo, take a picture of him and go back to check his identity."

"Yes!" Zhang Suo quickly took a photo, then hesitated, "Then what should we do with this jade coffin?"

Bo Jingzhou retracted his gaze: "Since this is his tomb, let him stay here. After he leaves, restore this place to its original state."

Zhang Suo hesitated, "Then what about the treasure we promised Xiao Hengyu? Do we really have to give him the jade seal?"

They searched around but found no treasure, no gold, silver or jewelry. The only valuable thing was the jade seal.

Erbao suddenly jumped out and patted the jade coffin with his little hands: "If it really doesn't work, just give this coffin to him. I think this coffin is worth a lot of money."

The corner of Zhang Suo's mouth twitched: "..." It would be strange if Xiao Hengyu agreed!

Bo Jingzhou's eyes darkened slightly, and he took the jade seal into his arms: "Let's go out first."

Zhang Suo nodded.

As soon as Bo Jingzhou and his group stepped out of the underground secret passage, they were surrounded by a dark crowd before they could adapt to the dazzling sunlight.

Dozens of men in black stood there with guns in hand. In the distance, a military helicopter was parked, and the strong wind created by the propellers kicked up a cloud of dust.

Bo Jingzhou's eyes suddenly turned cold.

None of the people he arranged to meet him outside were anywhere to be seen.

Being controlled? Or...

"Who are you?" he asked in a deep voice, protecting the four little treasures behind him.

The crowd in black suddenly parted and made way.

"Tap, tap, tap—"

The sound of a cane hitting the ground came closer and closer, and Rawson slowly walked over with Bron on his side.

"Old hole?!"

Erbao's eyes widened and he blurted out in surprise.

The corner of Braun's mouth twitched fiercely, and he glanced over fiercely. Erbao was not intimidated at all, but instead asked, "Are you here to steal the treasure too?"

Hearing this, Braum didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "Since you have the treasure, hand it over."

His skinny fingers stroked the dragon head of the scepter, "Otherwise, you won't be able to leave here today!"

"Really?" Bo Jingzhou sneered, with a cold look in his eyes.

Bron narrowed his eyes. "You think I'm kidding?"

Before Bo Jingzhou could say anything, Dabao suddenly took a step forward, his little face tense.

"Grandpa, you can't be so shameless. Daddy got the treasure first, so it's ours. If you come to steal it now, you're a robber!"

Erbao followed closely behind with his hands on his hips: "That's right! What gives you the right to steal our things? Bandit! Robber!"

"This is ours. Daddy won't give it to us, and we won't let you take it away!"

Sanbao and Sibao also stood in front of Bo Jingzhou. The four little guys stood in a row, like a small city wall, not giving an inch.

Braun laughed in anger: "You two are working together."

"Of course!" the four little treasures said in unison.

Rosen sighed and tried to mediate: "Young Masters, a wise man is one who knows the current situation..."

Erbao raised his chin and said, "Now, I'm going to return this to you exactly as it was said. If you know what's best, get out of the way. A good dog doesn't block the road!"

Bron's face turned pale: "Aren't you afraid of death?"