Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

Before they could ask, Ji Haobo took another puff of his cigar, the smoke making him look somewhat unsteady.

"I am an orphan and grew up in an orphanage. Life there was not good. We often didn't know where our next meal would come from, and the winters were unusually cold."

But that was already the best the dean could do; she often traveled around trying to find kind-hearted people in the community.

We hope they can donate some money, food, or old clothes, but there are too many people in this society who need help.

You need it, and others need it too. With more monks than porridge, the dean repeatedly put aside his dignity.

People wouldn't let her in when she went to their homes. Even when it was windy, rainy, or bitterly cold, she could only stand on the road where people passed by, wearing her lips out and saying all the nice things she could think of.

They even knelt down in public, just to beg those kind-hearted people to save the orphans out of pity.

But compassion is finite; you can't expect them to help every time.

After a while, anyone would get annoyed, but what could the headmistress do? Could she just watch those children suffer from cold and hunger?

I received help from people in society when I went to school; otherwise, I might be carrying bricks on a construction site or tightening screws in a factory now.

I should repay kindness tenfold, but I am not a noble person and cannot beg for favors like the dean.

Therefore, I agree with what the fat man said: when you have the ability and the opportunity, you must save yourself.

My goal is to ensure that the children in that former orphanage no longer suffer from cold and hunger;

But what about the rest? They also need help from kind-hearted people and assistance from society.

As his words fell silent, Old Hu and Fatty Wang stared in awe at the figure shrouded in smoke.

They never imagined that Ji Haobo, a returnee from overseas, had such a painful past and had not forgotten his birth.

After a long silence, the old Party Secretary let out a heavy sigh.

"Xiao Bo! You are a good kid, and so are Xiao Hu and the others. Since you are both having difficulties, I won't stop you."

However, safety should always be the top priority, and nothing is more important than one's life.

"You should all prepare some things tomorrow! I'll help find a guide. If things don't work out, come back and figure something out."

"That's great! We're all fighting for our ideals, we're sure to succeed!"

When Fatty Wang saw that the old Party Secretary had agreed, he clapped his hands excitedly, his face beaming with joy.

Seeing that he was happy, the old Party Secretary didn't say anything to discourage him, but just shook his head and told them to get some rest.

The three exchanged glances and lay down on the kang (a heated brick bed). Fatty Wang and Old Hu tossed and turned, unable to sleep; one was too excited, and the other was uneasy.

"Brother Bo, do you think we can defeat the old zombie we encounter in the tomb?"

"Hey! Old Hu, you're worrying unnecessarily. The key now is to find a place. As for that old zongzi and Old Wang's pile of rotten flesh, it's still fresh in our minds!"

Compared to Lao Hu's worries, Fatty Wang was carefree and didn't care about any of that; all he wanted to do was go underground to retrieve the treasure and make a fortune.

"I know what you're thinking. Did your grandfather tell you how dangerous it is to go underground, and that if you accidentally open the coffin, the corpse will rise up?"

Since they were going to cook together, Ji Haobo didn't hold back and went straight for the kill.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Old Hu's expression changed, and he sat up from the kang in surprise, looking at Ji Haobo with an uncertain expression in the darkness.

"Master Bo, do you know about my family?"

"I know, and I know more than you do. Hu Guohua is a disciple of Sun Guofu, who has the ability to see ghosts. Am I right?"

Besides these, I even know about the tomb raiders' lineage.

Ji Haobo did not deny it, but instead revealed his grandfather's background.

Upon hearing this, Lao Hu's expression turned to surprise and uncertainty, and he was momentarily stunned.

But Fatty Wang didn't think too much about it and moved closer curiously.

"Brother Bo, Lao Hu and I are also considered tomb raiders, and we're about to start our careers. Can you tell me about being a tomb raider?"

Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing to not even know about the affairs of one's own sect.

"I can talk, but don't get so close, I don't have a habit of getting close to men."

Ji Haobo felt that this guy was almost squeezing into his blanket, and his face immediately darkened as he cursed.

Old Hu stopped staring blankly and quickly lay down to listen to the secrets he didn't know.

"The tomb raiders have existed since ancient times, but there are only a few who are truly skilled. Old Hu's ancestor was one of them, known in the martial arts world as Zhang Sanlianzi."

He earned this title because he carried three tomb raiding talismans by himself.

This man's legend could go on for three days and three nights, so I'll just give a brief summary.

Legend has it that Zhang Sanlianzi's life was full of twists and turns, ups and downs, but he always managed to turn bad luck into good and had many wonderful encounters.

In the process, he not only honed his tomb raiding skills to perfection, but also mastered various Yin-Yang secret techniques obtained through fortuitous encounters.

In his later years, he combined his skills with the Dragon Seeking Technique and compiled the Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret, which is divided into Yin-Yang Secret Technique and Feng Shui Secret.

However, he felt that the Yin-Yang secret technique was too unconventional and not a good thing, so he burned it on the spot, leaving only the Feng Shui secrets to survive.

Zhang Sanlianzi had four apprentices in his lifetime: Jin Suanpan, Tie Motou, Feitian Suanni, and Yin Yang Yan.

The three talismans were passed down to four disciples, which was naturally not enough. Fortunately, only the first three were truly capable of tomb raiding. The Yin-Yang Eyes only told fortunes and did not go underground.

That's why he had to pass on the secrets of feng shui. He was also Grandpa Hu's teacher. That's how you got that half of the sixteen-character feng shui book."

The two men were deeply moved by what they heard. Suddenly, there was no sound, and they felt uncomfortable all over. Fatty Wang even sat up abruptly.

"Master Bo, is that all? Aren't you going to tell me about those apprentices?"

Old Hu sat up again, staring at Ji Haobo as if to say, "Hurry up and tell me!"

Unfortunately, the sound of Youyou's voice disappointed them.

"There's nothing to say! Those guys disobeyed Zhang Sanlianzi's instructions, and they all died while tomb raiding. They might even need us to collect their bones in the future."

"Hiss... They're all dead? Looks like the treasure underground won't be easy to get!"

The two gasped in shock and couldn't help but exchange a glance in the darkness.

"Master Bo, what instructions did my ancestor leave behind? Why do those who disobey him die?"

"The tomb raiders live when united and die when separated, meaning they each have their own unique skills."

Together they could face most dangers, but separated they would be like a tree unable to support itself. And that was indeed the case; the three of them proved the saying true.

After saying that, Ji Haobo ignored the two of them and closed his eyes to fall fast asleep.

However, before going to sleep, I felt like I had forgotten something, but I couldn't remember it.

Old Hu and Fatty Wang could only lie down again, and it wasn't until midnight that they finally drifted off to sleep.