Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

"Biaozi, we're leaving tomorrow, but you look so pitiful, I feel a little bad about it!"

Ji Haobo rubbed Biaozi's big head and sighed with pity.

"Besides being beaten frequently, there doesn't seem to be anything worth staying for here."

How about you come with me out for a good time, eat and drink well, and be a carefree slacker?

Old Hu and Fatty Wang rolled their eyes speechlessly when they saw Bo Ye trying to fool Biaozi like that. It's not human; it would be a miracle if it could understand.

Sure enough, Biaozi tilted his head and stared at Ji Haobo, as if trying to figure out what he meant.

But Ji Haobo seemed not to see it, nodding to himself as he spoke.

"Oh! So you agree? Come on, let's sign a contract first."

In a certain month of a certain year, Biaozi voluntarily followed Ji Haobo, acknowledging him as his master and becoming his loyal and obedient follower.

As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper with strange symbols written on it, and took a little blood from Biaozi's foot and covered it with the paper.

Immediately, the paper burst into flames and turned to ashes. Biaozi seemed to understand something instantly, tilting his head and rubbing against Ji Haobo affectionately.

"Damn it, you idiot, you just signed a contract selling yourself and you're already asking for food? That's really something!"

After the contract was successfully signed, Ji Haobo and Biaozi had a strange feeling that they could communicate without any obstacles.

Even if Biaozi didn't cry out, Ji Haobo could understand what it meant; this feeling was quite magical.

Old Hu and the others watched from beginning to end, completely stunned and speechless.

"Brother Bo, Biaozi just sold himself out? What was that contract we were talking about earlier?"

Looking at Biaozi, Fatty Wang seemed to suddenly become more human. With such a large size and a fierce scarred face, it felt particularly strange for him to make cute gestures.

"Oh! That's a good thing. It can help Biaozi build a bridge of communication with me. Now it can understand what we're saying."

Ji Haobo raised an eyebrow, patted Biaozi's big head with a smug look, and turned to look at Fatty Wang.

"Don't you dare say anything bad about it in the future, or it'll give you a massage with its huge, fan-like feet. Are you scared yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Biaozi swept his gaze over, and the invisible ferocity made Wang Pangzi feel a tightness in his anus, and his legs trembled.

"Heh...heh, how...how could that be? I just fed Brother Biaozi more than ten bowls of meat. We're good brothers, how could I talk bad about him behind his back?"

Wang Pangzi's fawning smile seemed to please Biaozi, who nodded slightly and then let out a deep, muffled growl.

Unfortunately, Fatty Wang didn't understand what he meant at all and looked at Ji Haobo in confusion.

"Your brother Biaozi thinks highly of you, kid. He's handpicked you to be his meal-getter, and he's hungry right now, so you can start working immediately."

"puff"

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Lao Hu and Yingzi burst into laughter upon hearing this. Wang Pangzi's fawning manner was already comical, but now his wide-eyed, incredulous expression made it even funnier.

The group sat around the fire, watching Wang Pangzi, with a mournful face, busily serving Biaozi.

The guy was lying on the ground, enjoying bowl after bowl of meat being poured into his big mouth, keeping Fatty Wang very busy.

After eating twenty or thirty bowls, Biaozi finally fell asleep like an old man, his eyes half-closed.

Fatty Wang plopped down, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and muttered breathlessly.

"Phew... Damn it, I never thought I'd have to serve such a tyrant one day. I'll have to prepare a big basin when I get back, otherwise I'll be exhausted."

Ji Haobo, who was checking the panel, chuckled sarcastically and said:

"Hehehe... You should be content! Even the Monkey King, who went to heaven, was still just a horse feeder; "

You're something else! Serving a beast as domineering as Biaozi is practically a blessing from your past life, a privilege you've earned in this day and age.

"Ha ha ha ha…"

The next day, when the sun was high in the sky, everyone got up and started packing their things. Since they could return to the village that day, there was no rush.

After a night, although Biaozi's left leg was not yet healed, he was able to walk on the ground.

This is a fracture, and it's amazing that it recovered so well in just one night.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. If he didn't have such a strong ability to recover, Biaozi probably wouldn't have lived this long.

Moreover, having eaten so much nourishing meat last night, I'm getting enough nutrition, so I'm recovering faster.

On the way back, Ji Haobo originally wanted to continue riding a horse. Although he wanted to ride Biaozi, he was afraid that its leg was not yet healed, so he could only think about it patiently.

However, Biaozi felt insulted by Ji Haobo riding a horse, and roared, demanding that Ji Haobo ride on his back.

So, to the astonishment of the soldiers at Niuxin Mountain, a man riding a giant beast came slowly in front, followed by three large dogs and several other horsemen.

Ji Haobo sat astride Sang Biao's back, a cigar dangling from his mouth as he puffed out smoke;

Looking up at the former archaeological team's camp, the bustling villagers were gone, replaced by many soldiers on guard and patrol.

It seems something happened here someday, but we don't know if there were any casualties.

On a distant mountain ridge, Ji Qiankun, who had gotten up early in the morning, was staring intently at the forest through binoculars.

When Ji Haobo appeared, a hint of excitement appeared on his usually stern and dignified face.

"Here he comes, here he comes... Ji Lao Er, Xiao Bo is back, riding a huge tiger... no, it's a leopard! As expected of my son, he's so domineering!"

The people behind him were all speechless, their lips twitching. Old Master Ji gave a disdainful snort.

"Hmph! Ji Laowu, you coward, I really didn't expect that the so-called cold-faced Yama of Bureau 94 would be so cowardly."

Hiding here before dawn, afraid of her own son—people would laugh their heads off if they knew!

"Bullshit! I haven't even figured out how to face him yet. That old bastard actually kicked Rongrong out while I was on a mission!"

She was forced to return to Hangzhou alone, and eventually died in childbirth. Fortunately, Xiao Bo was adopted by the director of an orphanage who happened to be passing by.

Otherwise, I'll dig up that old bastard's grave and let him see if he's lived up to his grandson's reputation.

Ji Qiankun was very emotional when he said this, and his eyes were red. The people behind him remained silent and sighed inwardly.

"Fifth brother, didn't the old man not know that your sister-in-law was pregnant back then?"

He later learned the news and that his younger brother and sister-in-law had a difficult childbirth. He was filled with remorse and also sent people to Hangzhou to look for Xiao Bo.

Who knew that the director of that orphanage was actually from Kyoto? Little Bo made a fool of himself right under our noses.

He has suffered a lot over the years, and we are trying our best to make it up to him…”

Over the past few days, aside from matters abroad which were beyond their reach, they had already thoroughly investigated Ji Haobo's situation.