Liu Yuhui and I looked at each other, feeling a little nervous for a moment!

How could the second uncle’s head still move? Moreover, he was winking at us and pretending to be shy, which made me feel very uncomfortable and had goosebumps all over my body...

"Brother Fan, it seems like this human head has become a spirit?" Liu Yuhui said.

"I guess I've fallen in love with you, why don't you take it home as a gift?" I joked.

"No, I can't bear this kind of offering, so as to avoid long nights and many dreams, I'd better send it to the west."

Liu Yuhui said that he was going to pick up the Luoyang shovel and hit the man's head.

The man seemed to understand the conversation between Liu Yuhui and me. He was so frightened that he quickly buried his head on the ground. That naive look was actually a bit cute.

I couldn't help but feel soft, and quickly stopped Liu Yuhui and said, "What are you doing? It didn't offend you."

"Brother Fan, this thing is unknown. It's just a head. Who knows if it can harm anyone."

"I don't think so. Put down your Luoyang shovel and let's go out."

"Um, then don't worry about this thing?"

"Spare its life. It comes from your heart. This thing doesn't look like something that can harm people."

I'm not bragging. Compared with the tiger-body human-head sculpture just now, this human head has almost changed its appearance. It's so naive that it doesn't look like something that can harm anyone.

But it only has one head left, which is as round as a ball and doesn’t even have a neck. At first glance, it still makes people a little scared...

"Okay, Brother Fan, just be happy."

In this way, I rescued the fool from Liu Yuhui. Before leaving, I asked it: "Did you help me bring the Luoyang shovel in just now?"

The fool blinked his eyes timidly and admitted.

I smiled slightly at the corner of my mouth and said: "Okay, we are even now. We will see you again when we have a chance. By the way, you should understand what I say. Be careful. That guy named Zheng Hanwen will definitely come again. Don't let me

He sees you, otherwise you have to..."

I said this and made a gesture of wiping its neck. When the fool heard this, he was so frightened that he stuck out his tongue.

A few minutes later, Liu Yuhui and I left the tomb. When we were on the ground, I looked back and saw that silly little dog was blinking at me with a look of reluctance. But after all, the tomb was too deep, so even if it wanted to crawl,

I can't even climb up...

"Brother Fan, what are your plans now?" Liu Yuhui asked me.

"Go back first. By the way, hide this thing of yours and keep it out of the light for now." I said.

Liu Yuhui patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Brother Fan, I understand."

Liu Yuhui found the motorcycle he had ridden earlier and sent me back first.

I didn't go back directly to Wang's Antique Shop, but went to the blacksmith's house first.

It was already midnight, and the old man had already fallen asleep.

I finally knocked on his door, and the old man was stunned when he saw me carrying a large bag of funerary objects.

I quickly told the old man exactly what happened, and after a long time, the old man agreed to let me into the house.

I told the old man my plan. I was unfamiliar with Guang City, and I didn’t want to bring so many burial objects with me. But in order to prevent Zheng Hanwen from succeeding, I had to find a place to put these things.

Okay, and the old man's house is the best hiding place.

The old man stared at me with his eyes, a strange expression on his face.

I quickly gave him a cigarette and lit it for him. I said with a flattering look on my face: "Old man, I have told you everything. You have to help me with this."

The old man gave a bitter smile and said: "My dear, old man, I just gave you a shot, and I didn't expect you to repay me, but what you did is a bit unkind."

"Old man, how can I be unkind? I just want to leave the things here with you first, and I will take them away in a few days. Don't worry, I will never delay you. And I put the words here, those things

Here, uncle, take whatever you like and treat it as your wish."

The old man took a drag on his cigarette and said angrily: "If I were after money, I would have taken all the thousands of dollars you gave me before."

The old man glanced at me and then said: "Old man, I have lived this long. Although my life is a little poor, I still have enough food and clothing. Even if you give me one million, I won't be able to use it all... At my age,

Whatever you do depends on your mentality. As for money or anything like that, old man, I don’t want it and I don’t need it!”

When the old man said the last words, he was particularly domineering.

I glanced at the skinny but energetic old man standing in front of me, and I couldn't help but feel some admiration in my heart.

Not allowing me to speak, the old man said: "I can leave the things for you, but the old man has something to say. You are still young. The wealth of these dead people comes and goes quickly, but don't confuse your heart. Remember

, A gentleman loves money and gets it in a wise way. Money from the dead is best used for good things."

I answered seriously: "Uncle, I remember."

The old man nodded slightly, and then helped me hide the contents of the backpack under the bottles and jars.

The old man said: "I left the things here for you. You can come and pick them up whenever you want them. I have to go to bed, old man, and I have to go pick up the bottles early tomorrow."

"Okay, then I won't disturb you, uncle, and you can rest."

I quickly left the house.

To be honest, I felt inexplicably relieved when I placed the funerary objects with the old man. Although the old man's words and deeds were ordinary, they were full of justice. Maybe to outsiders, the old man was undoubtedly a weirdo, but to me

, the old man is like a bright light, guiding the direction of life...

About an hour later, I returned to the Wang Family Antique Shop.

It was already dawn by now, and I fell asleep as soon as I got back.

At noon, I was forced out of bed by Wang Baiwan. Amidst his chatter, I finished washing my clothes with sleepy eyes, and then sat down at the counter to look at the store.

In the afternoon, when I was bored, another shop assistant suddenly ran up to me mysteriously, holding in his hand a stack of newspapers that had just been printed and still smelled of ink.

"Hua Fan, I'll show you something, I'll make sure you read it."

The clerk handed the newspaper over to me, and I scanned it lazily. When my eyes fell on the headlines in the newspaper, I was suddenly shocked!

On the headline of the newspaper, there was a line of big characters printed: "Liu Yu's tomb suddenly appeared in the barren mountain, and the youngest archeology professor Zheng Hanwen performed another miracle."

When I opened several other newspapers, the headlines still showed Zheng Hanwen's name.

"Professor Zheng Hanwen excavated Liu Yu's tomb last night and had a gunfight with tomb robbers to protect the tomb."

"The police have opened a case on the theft of Liu Yu's tomb, and the youngest archeology professor has become a legend again."
Chapter completed!