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Chapter 74(2/2)

"Oh my god, what a coincidence!"

Shopkeeper Hu slapped his thigh: "So we are colleagues, but our business is a family tradition, and this tomb came here strangely. Only people from Ningyuan have a chance to get involved. After all, we are still from our hometown...

…”

This grandson looked at me sideways, and the meaning was so obvious that he almost asked me - Brother, you are not my son, are you?

I almost punched him in the face, but I finally figured it out: these bastards were the group of tomb robbers in the late Song Dynasty and early Yuan Dynasty. The name of my hometown at that time was Ningyuan.

It's just that it's okay to be cowardly, but being a grandson is no longer the case. I forced myself to calm down and said helplessly: "Brother, we don't have the same last name..."

"oh oh……"

Shopkeeper Hu responded vaguely twice, then squinted his eyes and asked tentatively: "Are there any elders in your family who are particularly down and out, marrying into someone else's family, and their children take that person's surname?"

What the hell...

After going in such a big circle, isn’t it coming back again?

After all, I still doubt that I am his seed!

I got a little carried away and said patiently while holding my breath: "Brother, what you said is really not true. Our family is from a single generation, both of whom are surnamed Wei. We really have no blood relationship. At most, it is fate that we met here!"

"It makes sense, it's fate..."

Shopkeeper Hu laughed "hehe", and then said to me in a low voice: "Brother Wei, since it is fate, I won't hide it anymore, let's share the good things together, I tell you

, I just have a great opportunity here, I think you are a good person, let’s work together?”

This is a pit...

What a great opportunity, I think there is a shortage of manpower, so it has been waiting for me for a long time!

But the pirate ship had already boarded, and I was quite worried about Lao Bai. After a moment of hesitation, I could only pretend to be surprised and said: "Thank you, brother, but what on earth is going on? Is there any chance?

As big as the sky."

To be honest, this grandson has really aroused my curiosity. What are these masters who have been dead for hundreds of years and still haven't stopped? What are they planning?


Chapter completed!
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