By the Chengjiang River, Lao Liu took Fatty and I quickly through the crowded alleys.

"Sister Lin, follow quickly, we're right ahead!"

Lao Liu said hello, I nodded in response, and then winked at the fat man.

Tell him to make some excuses.

The fat man was also clever. He quickly caught up with Lao Liu and started to talk:

"Let me tell you, Lao Liu, can anyone participate in this "Wen Jin" competition, or do you need to have any special skills to participate?"

The old man looked confident:

"Fat Master, you're on to something right here. It's really not just ordinary people who can come to Wenjin. Those who can come are those who are among the best in gold-finding skills on the road. In the end, they were recommended by acquaintances."

The fat man smiled:

"Aren't you afraid of being caught by someone wearing a hat?"

After hearing this, Lao Liu straightened his back immediately, and his tone of voice was obviously much tougher:

"Absolutely not. The places we chose are all small alleys, extending in all directions. Even if we are discovered, we can escape by choosing any road.

Besides, our skills can’t even be brought to the forefront, so how can we do it without a way out?”

The fat man laughed and echoed:

"That's right, tsk... But I think with your three-legged cat's skills, you can participate in this competition?"

Lao Liu rubbed his hands in embarrassment, then chuckled:

"I am an exception. This venue is my family's ancestral home. Although I have just joined the industry, I actively provide the venue so you can still watch the competition."

The fat man nodded meaningfully, and then slowly retreated to my side:

"No problem Arlene, this guy is basically harmless. If he dares to do something wrong, I'll let him feel the taste of an upside-down top."

I nodded and walked behind the fat man. The more I walked, the more I felt something was wrong.

I wondered if this was going a little too smoothly. The sixth man didn't know anything about us, so he just invited us to participate in the competition. It seemed that he didn't question our identities at all.

Is this really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? Or... there is no "smell gold" competition at all, this is just a trap!

But how did he know about the big golden tooth?

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly came to a dead end.

And right at the end of the dead end, there was a man wearing brown leather armor and a scar on his face staring at us.

The fat man subconsciously protected me behind him:

"I said, Lao Liu, who is this person? What does he do?"

Lao Liu immediately greeted him with a smile:

"This is a body search. I'm one of my own, so I won't get in the way."

The man asked us to go through our pockets and made sure there were no problems before letting us leave.

After leaving, we, led by Lao Liu, wandered through many alleys.

My head was spinning, and I thought to myself that this girl has hidden so much, no wonder not a single word of it has leaked out.

At this moment, Lao Liu stopped in front of a dilapidated bungalow.

Lao Liu pushed the door open and waved for us to enter.

I took a step forward and walked to the fat man:

"Be careful."

Then he also walked in.

As soon as I entered the door, the empty courtyard was sparsely occupied by many people.

According to visual inspection, there must be at least twenty people. They all exuded the smell of corpses and fishy earth. They were all probably masters of reverse fighting.

"Okay, everyone, please be quiet and allow me to say a few words."

"It's not too early now, everyone has come, so let's start the "Smell the Gold" competition now!"

The speaker was a man in his forties, with a fierce appearance and obvious scars at the corners of his eyes.

"Oh, who is this guy? He's really pretending."

The fat man looked at the man on the stage with an arrogant look.

"Fat Master, that's Zhang Lang. Everyone in the street calls him Third Brother."

"It is said that this man's ancestors were engaged in hand-to-hand fighting. It is very likely that he will be the winner this time."

Lao Liu pointed at the "Third Brother" on the stage and said.

"Mr. Zhang... huh, I think it's more like calling him a cockroach. He looks like an eggplant."

The fat man looked disdainful and didn't take Zhang Lang seriously at all.

I couldn't help but be curious and asked Lao Liu:

"Then there's nothing on this stage, how can we compare?"

"After a while, someone will take out a few artifacts, and he will just smell them with his nose and tell them which dynasty they belong to. The more accurate whoever tells them, the greater the chance of winning..."

Lao Liu touched his upper lip to his lower lip and explained everything behind it.

Of course, if he had no selfish motives, he wouldn't have gone into such detail. After all, he introduced me and the fat man here.

If we can become the winners, then he can also make some money from it.

"interesting."

The fat man's eyes lit up when he heard this:

"Let's go, Arlene, go to the front and have a look."

As he said that, he pulled me to stand in the middle of the crowd.

However, at this moment, a man came out from behind the stage, and he looked a bit like a hotel waiter.

He was carrying a wooden square plate with a red cloth on it.

The red cloth was bulging, as if it were covered with some gadget.

The waiter lifted the red cloth, and a pair of white jade bracelets suddenly appeared in front of him.

There is still a little bit of soil on the bracelet, which seems to have been unearthed not long ago.

Zhang Lang picked up the white jade bracelet, put it in front of his nose, smelled it, and pinched a handful of dirt attached to the surface.

He smelled it again, frowned slightly, then nodded and put the bracelet back on the plate.

"This bracelet was unearthed from a tomb in the Han Dynasty. There is moisture on the bracelet, so the tomb is close to the river."

After Zhang Lang finished speaking, the waiter beside him took out a piece of paper from under the plate.

He opened the note and showed it to everyone. The content on the paper was exactly the same as what Zhang Lang read just now.

There was a burst of applause from the audience, and even I couldn't help but admire it a few times. There are indeed two brushes.

"Everyone, who dares to fight with me!"

Zhang Lang yelled like this, and the audience fell silent for a moment. It seemed that Zhang Lang had a strong foundation and a very strong backstage.

"Third brother, everyone has seen your ability. I really admire you. From now on, the brothers will rely on you to take care of you."

"That's right, Third Brother, when you win the game, don't forget about the brothers!"

"Yes, yes, let's share some of the soup with all the brothers!"

The words of the crowd were like stars holding the moon, which made Zhang Lang's momentum on the stage reach its peak, and his back straightened up.

At this time, the fat man suddenly whispered to me:

"You are showing off with a big sword in front of Guan Gong. Arin, hurry up and destroy his majesty!"

I sneered and said to myself that this thing is indeed child's play in front of me, but the purpose of our trip is to find the big gold tooth, and we can't be entangled here for too long.

So I waved my hand and whispered:

"Don't cause trouble, just wait and see what happens."

At this moment, Zhang Lang on the stage spoke again:

"Then since no one comes forward to compete, then the winner, Zhang, will..."

Before Zhang Lang could finish speaking, the fat man shouted loudly:

"etc!"
Chapter completed!