Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

The white-haired drought demon seemed to understand his words and angrily pounced this time.

"What a little brat, you're asking for it, *smack*..."

Ji Haobo chuckled, and the Crimson Sun Serpent Vine appeared from his palm, which he flicked out like a whip.

Amidst the cracking sound of the air, the white-haired drought demon, which had been pouncing through the air, was sent flying backward by a lash, unable to help but let out a painful cry.

"Woo..."

But Ji Haobo didn't let it go. He flashed and chased after it, continuing to whip it.

"Slap...slap...slap"

"Woo... woo... woo..."

For a moment, the sound of whips and shrill screams echoed continuously in the tomb.

The onlookers were stunned. Hearing the screams, they couldn't help but feel sorry for the little drought demon.

Fatty Wang swallowed hard. The sound of the whip reminded him of his childhood experiences, and he felt a burning sensation all over his body.

"Hey Zhang, are you sure this really is a drought demon? Why is Master Bo putting on such a filial son-son scene with it?"

Zhang Menzi was also completely bewildered, but being a man of experience, he looked at the Crimson Sun Serpent Vine in Ji Haobo's hand and said with utmost seriousness:

"That whip is very dangerous; it's alive."

The group was taken aback upon hearing this, and stared at it for a long time. Apart from its bright red color and crystal-clear appearance, which was very beautiful, they did not find anything unusual.

The group stopped paying attention to the matter and watched as Ji Haobo chased after the little drought demon, creating quite a chaotic scene.

"Seeing this scene makes me want to silently mourn for my nephews' childhood for three seconds."

Old Hu's expression was strange, as if he really wanted to laugh. As soon as he finished speaking, Fatty Wang chuckled strangely.

"Hey! I feel the same way. Just thinking about Bo Ye chasing after a bunch of kids in the manor, getting furious, makes me laugh."

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xie and Erpang imagined the scene and couldn't help but laugh.

Only Ah Ning felt uneasy, thinking to herself that Hao Bo was usually a good person, but she didn't expect him to like hitting children.

If my own baby misbehaves in the future, will he hit him like this too?

Ji Haobo kept smoking for half an hour before finally stopping, taking out a cigar and taking a deep drag, looking like he was so angry he wanted to smoke to calm himself down.

Then he looked at the white-haired drought demon hiding in the corner, trembling, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and waved to it.

"Come here, let me see if you're hurt."

Those around couldn't help but mutter to themselves, "You were hitting so hard just now, and now you're trying to play the good guy."

Even if it were your child, let alone a little drought demon, it wouldn't give you a second glance.

But to their utter surprise, the white-haired drought demon saw Ji Haobo beckoning;

She hesitated for only a moment before running over and hugging his leg, making a "gurgling" sound.

"Is this...is this little drought demon a masochist? After being beaten by Master Bo, it actually became obedient."

Fatty Wang's eyes lit up as he looked at the drought demon whose little head Ji Haobo was stroking, and something came to mind.

"Hey, do you think if I grabbed that little dumpling at the beginning and gave it a good spanking, would it become this obedient?"

"laugh…"

Old Hu chuckled and mocked, "..."

"If you actually run into them, who knows who'll end up punching whom!"

After saying that, they curiously walked slowly towards Ji Haobo, and the others did the same.

However, their approach still caught the attention of the little drought demon, who immediately turned around to lash out in anger.

"Alright, alright! Don't be angry, your master has something good for you."

Ji Haobo smiled and gently patted its head, then the Crimson Sun Serpent Vine wrapped around the white-haired drought demon's body.

The little creature trembled at the sight of the whip, immediately clinging to Ji Haobo's leg and frighteningly flashing its eerie green eyes.

"Woooooooo..."

"Don't be afraid of Whitey, that's a little friend your owner gave you. By the way, from now on you'll be called Whitey, okay?"

With Ji Haobo's reassurance, the Crimson Sun Serpent Veins wove themselves into clothing on the White-haired Drought Demon's body.

The two heads of the serpent rose and swayed provocatively on its shoulders, and the white-haired child, like any other child, was quickly drawn in.

"Go play somewhere else, your owner will call you later."

Seeing how well-behaved the little drought demon was, immediately going to the side to play with the snake vines on its body, everyone felt a strange sense of envy.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Master Bo, you've subdued a drought demon so easily, it's unbelievable!"

Old Hu was deeply moved. He recalled how his grandfather had described the rice dumplings in the tomb as terrifying, but they all behaved themselves when they came to Master Bo's place.

"Yeah! Bo is awesome!"

Fatty Wang grinned and gave a thumbs-up, then asked in a low voice:

"But this white-haired creature is, after all, the legendary drought demon. What if it suddenly becomes ferocious?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little creature seemed to have heard someone talking bad about it and immediately turned its head to look over.

Wang Pangzi was startled and shuddered, then quickly put on a smile.

"Hehe, Uncle Fatty wasn't talking about you. White Fur is the best-behaved and cutest!"

Seeing his cautious and sleazy appearance, everyone couldn't help but want to laugh, but they were afraid of getting into trouble, so they could only suppress their laughter.

"I thought of what Fatty said too, otherwise I wouldn't have put a golden headband on it."

Ji Haobo smiled and subtly revealed his backup plan, then looked at everyone and said:

"Although I don't know what the thing that flew out of the cat's corpse at the beginning was for."

But this guy's appearance must be related to that, so the white-haired cat is very sensitive and can sense your thoughts.

Don't think bad things about it, or it will definitely be sensed.

"hiss…"

Everyone was extremely surprised; it was just like a lie detector, truly amazing.

Fatty Wang said smugly with relief:

"Luckily, I mistook it for my nephew and didn't curse it in my heart."

Ji Haobo's face darkened, he rolled his eyes and said nothing more, then turned and walked to the coffin.

"Alright, all of you move aside. I'm going to empty the contents of the coffin now."

After saying that, a burst of power erupted, shaking the base of the coffin open, and then he pushed it hard.

"Boom"

The coffin tilted to its side instantly, spilling the corpse and black water all over the ground, along with some burial items.

"Damn, this corpse has twelve arms. That's incredibly weird. Wang Zanghai's research is beyond bizarre."

No sooner had Fatty Wang finished cursing than Second Fatty rushed over in a hurry.

"Why are you meddling so much! Hurry up and help remove those things from the corpse!"

The two fat men were equally greedy. If it weren't for meeting Ji Haobo, Wang Pangzi, who had plenty of food and drink and lots of money, might have been even more greedy than Er Pangzi.

Ji Haobo put the coffin away, and A Ning, shining her flashlight, saw the hole below and asked in surprise:

"Hey, Haobo, why is there a hole at the bottom of that coffin?"

"What else could it be? It's something that Wu Laosan and Zhang Menzi dug up when they came here before!"

Ji Haobo shrugged and walked to the side, picked up the white fur and put it on his shoulder to prevent it from getting dirty.