When he heard that it was a person who was [One], Ku Ding smiled. He didn't know who was in the private room just now. This was a completely unexpected surprise. He paid attention to it because he saw the young man with fair skin in the private room before, the young man who ran away when he saw his face.

If it is a person, then the young man can explain it.

"Their education work is doing well. Do you want to go over and say hello?"

The old man surnamed Jin was asked by the bastard, and if he was facing each other, he would know what would happen. Even though he was a real power figure in Xianledu, he could not afford to offend either of them.

"Mr. Ding, there is only a B-level operation team on [One]. I think you don't need to say hello to them specifically."

As long as the chef does not do something that people cannot handle, there are many ways for the old man to do. After all, the chef is still human, and he has desires when he is a human, and the chef...

The old man looked at Ku Ding carefully. He was still the same as when he saw him. The passage of time seemed to not show power on him. He seemed to be a person abandoned by time, but many people couldn't find it.

"Mr. Ding, I have already brought it tonight's highlight. I think Mr. I came here for this thing. Why don't you take a look first?"

——Distract the topic first, and don’t talk too much about [One]. I remember that [One] chose to betray him. If he got into trouble with this master... the matter in the tomb would be postponed again. Since he has appeared, it doesn’t matter whether he has [One] or not. However, it may not be a good thing to take a side now. After all, he has disappeared for so many years.

——This world is no longer what it used to be.

The old man was also worried. Lao Qi was "Alexander" over there. He signed a dead contract with the chef Ding, thinking that he hugged a thigh. Now it seems that this is not just a thigh, but also a towering tree. Even the fairy music that occupies the underground world has to curry favor with the chef Ding. Lao Qi had to estimate his value and whether he had the ability to hug this big tree. The weak are relying on. In addition to blood ties and love, how many people will take the initiative to protect themselves on their shoulders.

In the private room, except for Meng Po who was looking through the things she bought just now, it seemed that she was under great pressure.

"Just kidding, don't be so nervous. Let the doctor deal with the matter, just don't feel uncomfortable. If you are willing, bring them a message and you will always have to pay back the debts you owe."

The auction was just like that. The Ku Ding, who had lost interest, walked into the private room and opened the octagonal box there, with a bronze mirror inside. If Ku Ding remembered correctly, the bronze mirror was the one taken by Lao Qi in the photo he gave him. The back of the bronze mirror was a bloody feast of hundreds of ghosts.

"That was taken out of the tomb?"

When the old man heard that the chef changed the topic, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"The tomb was not the first one we found. The first batch that went down was almost completely destroyed. With the experience of the first and second batches, it was already the third batch when we went down. Although many people died, we also brought some things. This bronze mirror is the most valuable. The simple identification method is not applicable, and no relevant history is found, so its specific age cannot be confirmed and belongs to fault items. But its workmanship is absolutely unparalleled. The details of each evil ghost are fully depicted in the picture of the hundred ghosts on the back of the mirror. Even the broken limbs and broken limbs next to it are almost realistic, which is inconsistent with any era in history. If the identification results did not show that this bronze mirror has a history of at least three thousand years, I would have thought this was modern craftsmanship."

"Then you underestimate the abilities of the ancients too much."

The cook held the entire mirror in his hand and wiped it along the patterns on the edge of the mirror.

"The mirror is a good mirror, but it should not appear in that tomb. Before you get to the tomb, go and help me investigate and look for the joint archaeological institution. There is only one photo in detail. If you turn back and take it from him, this mirror should have some stories and clues. Let me tell me again, I will wait for you for a day. After the tomb, it is best to make the tomb quieter before that."

The photo that Ku Ding mentioned was naturally shown to him by Lao Qi before. The information was given by Lao Qi's previous employer, that is, the evil ghost. I don't know if it was deliberately left by the evil ghost or for other reasons, but this is a clue. The group of people in the photo should be doing some kind of joint investigation. As long as there is still a foundation, they will definitely be able to dig out something.

After leaving Lao Qi behind and handing over to the old man, Ku Ding took Meng Po, who had bought enough little bits and pieces, and left the private room, and took away the bronze mirror. This thing did not belong to anyone.

After leaving the gate of Xianledu Nightclub, Ku Ding and Meng Po did not take the bus. They planned to walk back. Chuzhou is not a first-tier and second-tier city, and the night view here is still very beautiful.

“How long has it been since we walked like this.”

Holding Ku Ding's arm, Meng Po was like a fairy under the moonlight, but under the reflection of the moonlight, they only reflected a figure, and the shadow grew longer and became as evil as a demon.

"It's been a few years. I originally thought I'd take you to find a place to rest, but I still returned to that place. I couldn't help but open that store. I've been struggling intermittently for several years, but I still can't stay idle."

The Butcher looked up at the moon above his head. It seemed that the wind was blowing, and a dark cloud blew, covering the bright moon tightly.

"If you want to be idle, how can you get into contact with us? You often say that the world is fair, and gains and losses are our greatest fairness. As long as you want, what can stop you from the world? Right? Or, I should call you: my Lord."

The two of them became more and more remote, and soon there were no driving or passers-by.

Meng Po stopped. There was no moonlight, only the street lights on the roadside. The yellow lights were very dazzling, which made her eyes look blood-red. She turned her head to look at the corner of the street, where there were many dark shadows and murderous intent emerged.

"Sir, wait a moment. There are always some bugs flying around at night, but it's very annoying."

Boom!

It seemed that the current was unstable, and several street lights exploded, making the street dim. A few phantoms floated out of the corner of the street, spreading their teeth and claws, like ghosts.

Meng Po put her bag on the ground, and her fingernails stretched out longer and longer, just like when Qianlong's corpse changed. However, the blood red in Meng Po's eyes became stronger.
Chapter completed!