Returning to the capital after a long absence, Wang did not notice any changes in the city.

The bustling scene remains, with people coming and going.

Of course, there are still some changes, such as people wearing less clothes.

Since someone died in the archaeological team, Wang Ye and others were investigated after returning to the capital.

Of course, some people who should have said something have said it, and some people who should not have said a word.

Then Wang Ye and the other three separated from the archaeological team.

Professor Chen seemed to be stimulated by the ghost cave. Although he did not go crazy like in the original play, he also had some mental problems.

Shirley Yang took him to see a doctor, and also dealt with the affairs of the archaeological team. After all, she was the funder of this archaeological operation and one of the people in charge.

It wasn't until a few days later that Wang Ye and the other two met Shirley Yang again.

"Squeak!"

The half-covered door was pushed open, and Wang who heard the movement stopped practicing his sword and turned around to look over.

"Miss Yang, why are you free to come here today?" Wang Ye said as he guided Shirley Yang to sit down in the pavilion in the courtyard.

"I'm going to take Uncle Chen abroad for medical treatment in two days. I came here today to give you three of your money." Shirley Yang took a sip of the tea that Wang Ye poured for her and said.

"Oh?" Wang Ye asked, "Professor Chen's disease is not good in the capital?"

"Uncle Chen is mentally stimulated, so his mind is sometimes abnormal. I know some experts in this field abroad. Taking him there for treatment may help him get better sooner," Shirley Yang explained.

"Indeed." Wang also nodded in agreement and took a sip of tea. "The mental treatment technology abroad is more advanced than in China."

Shirley Yang nodded and said: "Why didn't you see Lao Hu and Fatty?"

"The two of them went out early in the morning." Wang Ye put down his tea cup and explained, "We plan to open a shop in Panjiayuan and also do some antique business."

Just as he was talking, two figures walked in from the gate. Who were they if they weren't Lao Hu and Fatty?

"Here, they are back." Wang Ye pursed his lips towards the gate.

Shirley Yang looked back.

"Miss Yang, why are you here?" Lao Hu and Fatty also saw Shirley Yang. They said hello and quickened their pace. Fatty asked after sitting down in the pavilion.

"I'm here to give you this reward, and I want to say goodbye to you." Shirley Yang took out a large paper tape and placed it on the stone table in front of her.

The fat man is a money addict, and he wants to take advantage of money as soon as he sees it, but he is slapped back by Lao Hu.

"Going back to China?!" Old Hu's expression darkened when he heard this.

"Yes." How could Wang Ye not know about Lao Hu's little thoughts? He immediately answered, "Miss Yang is going to take Professor Chen to the United States for medical treatment."

"Miss Yang is going to take the professor to the United States to see a doctor?" Lao Hu murmured, and Shirley Yang nodded, "We are also planning to go see Professor Chen."

Push the money to Shirley Yang again.

"Forget the money, we didn't help much during this trip to the ancient city. And you probably aren't rich either, plus you have to treat Professor Chen."

When the fat man saw that the money in his hand was about to fly away, he was extremely anxious. He was about to speak, but the next moment Wang Ye shook his head and swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

Shirley Yang pushed the money back again: "The money has to be paid. This has been agreed in advance. But... I hope you won't fight in the grave again."

The fat man was happy when he saw that the money was back, but the next moment he heard what Shirley Yang said, his heart skipped a beat again.

Lao Hu was also stunned. He began to replay Jingjue Ancient City and his party in his mind, thinking about what kind of behavior he did that led to his identity being exposed.

Wang Ye was not surprised. As a member of a family of tomb robbers, if Shirley Yang couldn't even see this, it would really be an embarrassment to the two factions of moving mountains and touching gold.

"Hey, Miss Yang, what are you talking about? We are not tomb robbers, we are serious people. Don't accuse people of their innocence out of thin air. The three of us have very good reputations. We were famous all over the country as early as in our hometown.

You are a good health student. I am a veteran, and Lao Wang is an example.

Even Fatty was rated as a model worker and March 8th Red Flag Bearer every year in his unit." After thinking about it, Hu Ba thought it might be the Feng Shui technique that caused them to be exposed. If you know it, you shouldn't be so showy. Now

I have to find an excuse quickly.

Wang Ye twitched his lips when he heard the words. Old Hu didn't write a good draft. He said everything wrong. Just when he was about to add something, he saw the fat man hastily corrected him and tried to change the subject: "Don't listen to what Old Hu said, he

I am the March 8th Red Flag Bearer. I am a youth commando. I am ashamed and ashamed. It is all well-trained by the party and the people. Miss Yang, we accepted the money. Thank you very much. I wish you a good journey."

Shirley Yang did not answer the fat man's words, but suddenly said: "A thousand pieces of gold are placed on the plate, and the Haizi hexagram rings. Hook, kick, and kick the pole to win the big top Yuanliang. The moon move Zi Yuancai can't win."

Wang also knew that Shirley Yang was talking about Jianghu Lipidian, but he didn't know what it meant. However, Lao Hu knew that Lao Hu, who was secretly reflecting on what he said wrong just now, blurted out without thinking:

"If there is no Yuanliang, he is carrying firewood on the mountain and lighting fires at the bottom. I dare to ask Yuanliang, who is at the top, where he divided the mountain armor and how many gates he dismantled?"

Wang Ye took a sip of tea speechlessly after hearing this, sighing in his heart that his teammate is a pig, no, it must be because he is so lustful that he is unconscious.

Shirley Yang then continued: "A river has scenery on both sides. They are carrying firewood on the mountain and lighting fires at the bottom. Partridges divide mountain beetles, kites attack Qiumen, and many people have climbed to the treasure palace, but nowhere can they find the dragon tower."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Hu Bayi knew that he had said the wrong thing, but it was strange. Not many people understood these large sections of the lip-fighting formula before liberation, and they were basically lost after liberation.

, a semi-professional tomb robber like Big Jinya’s father who has been engaged in reverse fighting for many years, only knows a few words.

"Hey, Miss Yang, if I say this is a poem from our primary school text, would you be able to do it?" Hu Bayi looked at Shirley Yang and said.

"I believe you, you big-headed devil!" Shirley Yang rolled her eyes at Hu Bayi and muttered something in her mind, then looked at Hu Bayi and said, "My elders in the family used to fight against each other, do you think I will believe you?"

What do you mean?"

When Hu Bayi heard this, he understood why Shirley Yang knew about this lip code. It turned out that her family used to be a back-fighter!

"Okay, I want to tell you that this business of fighting is extremely harmful to moral character. No matter how hard-failed a person is, accidents will inevitably happen. I hope you will stop it from now on and don't do it again. You can do it if you have the opportunity in the future.

Come to America, I will take you around." Shirley Yang stood up after saying this, "I don't have much more to say, I have to go back and pack my things, let's say goodbye, see you later."
Chapter completed!