Walking into the bar that could almost penetrate the eardrums, Shang Biao found an empty seat and came down.

For those who love purity, this kind of direction is too far away. Shang Biao did not practice the Tao deeply before, and although it had no effect on him, he had never been there a few times.

Therefore, he looked at the hundreds of men and women in the dance floor with great interest and waved their hands to the explosive songs.

Some salty pig hands touched a certain snow-white thigh and round buttocks from time to time, teasing the beauties who were sweating profusely and showed their charm.

Or maybe a delicate arm with a dyed nail and a tattooed tattoo was fumbled on the strong abdominal muscles that were specifically revealed.

Music intertwined among the turbulent hormones, spinning and jumping, and stopped drinking after exhaustion.

Shortly after Shang Biao took the seat, a woman dressed in charmingly came up.

"Brother~, are you alone?"

"I want to call you what kind of wine I want to drink. I have a few questions to ask you."

Have you never eaten pork and seen pigs running? The profession of wine tutoring is really familiar to an old world like Shang Biao.

The woman was not polite, and soon she brought two bottles of XO, a bottle of human head, and a bartender holding a card swipe machine.

So it only exists in legends that you can get a free time. Even if you smash a stall after drinking, you have to pay for the wine first.

"Do you know that an ancient tomb was dug out from Guangwu Mountain?"

Shang Biao asked directly without receiving the cup handed over by the girl who asked the wine.

This kind of woman has all kinds of contact with her. She may not know the secret news, but some things on the surface should be clear.

"Brother, you really asked the right person, and you are not the first to ask about this. These days, many innocent faces like you, have come here, and they are all asking about the tomb. I have met three or four times alone.

Before you come, you also came in a few foreigners from the Magic City. It is said that they are experts, our boss personally received them."

Interestingly, there are actually overseas forces, Shang Biao is becoming more and more interested in the owner of the tomb.

He took out a few bills and stuffed them into the cafeteria's full chest, signaling her to continue talking.

"The tomb appeared after a landslide after heavy rain and landslide half a month ago. Guangwu Mountain is not a lively tourist attraction. It just finished raining, so the first person to discover that tomb was a few local villagers.

Those people were also brave and rushed in with a torch, but they ended up not seeing anyone in their lives or corpses in their lives.

When a person died, this incident alarmed the public and surrounded the ancient tomb.

It seems that those "big immortals" with magic power were broken into the tomb, but it was quite strange anyway.

According to some guests, the tomb has been under martial law within a hundred meters, and ordinary people cannot enter except archaeological research or magical "big immortals".

This was a trouble, Shang Biao touched his chin and started thinking.

"Your boss can receive foreigners who come to archaeology, it seems that the background is quite good!"

"Brother, you don't think about it. If the background is small, can this Mingfei still become the largest bar in S City? To be honest, no matter whether it is black or white, as long as you want to stay in S City, you have to call out to our boss when you see us."

"What is your boss' name? Maybe I've heard of it."

"As long as we come to S City once, we will definitely know that our boss's surname is Han and Gang, and our name is Gang."

After saying the wine girl, Shang Biao laughed. It seemed that the way to get in would fall on Boss Han, who everyone calls her brother.

After getting the news he wanted, Shang Biao got up and walked out.

This bar is a bit interesting when I first arrived, but I feel a headache after staying for a long time.

The drinker was happy. When he encountered such a sucker who was neither good nor drunk, he would earn three bottles of good wine in vain if he asked a few words. Returning it to the bar would be like getting a few thousand yuan tips when he touched his mouth.

Walking on the street, Shang Biao found the most remote room among the many small hotels.

The turtle shell shook lightly, looked at the hexagram, and Shang Biao pinched his fingers to calculate.

As for the calculation target, it must be that boss Han, and he can't stay in the bar all night.

It is not convenient to do it in a crowded place, so Shang Biao has to choose remote places and only then can he expose his skills to calm the other party, so that Boss Han willingly leads the way into the grave.

‘Three hours later, the northeast, the fifth intersection.’

After calculation, Shang Biao found the time and place of the other party's appearance.

Unlike people who calculate special fortunes, they are looking for needles in a haystack. No matter how high their cultivation level is, they cannot get an accurate answer.

This is easy now, especially Shang Biao also knows the other party’s name, and can calculate it if you have some knowledge.

Half an hour later, Shang Biao stood at the fifth intersection pointed to by the hexagram.

Not far behind him is the entrance to a high-end community. The community name Shang Biao looks very familiar, pomegranate garden.

It seems that there is God's will to make him Huang Gui's cause and effect. Shang Biao didn't care about Huang Gui's original message. Now that he has arrived at the door and has plenty of time, it's good to settle this cause and effect by the way, so as to save trouble in the future.

A simple trick was used to trick him, Shang Biao walked through the guard at the door and found the six 402 building as the building number.

After knocking on the door, a middle-aged woman opened the door without any warning.

The security in this community is very good, otherwise Shang Biao would not use a blind eye to avoid trouble.

"Hello, who do you want?"

The middle-aged woman was startled by Shang Biao's appearance and asked stumble.

"I am a friend of the old lady's dead son. I pass by here and visit it."

Shang Biao didn't know Huang Gui's real name, so he used the vague rhetoric of the scholars in the martial arts world.

"Oh, I didn't expect that Guixi really made many good friends. Please come in. The old lady is sick again now, so please take care of her later."

Although the middle-aged woman felt that Shang Biao didn't look like a good person on her face, she was not the owner of the house, and the door was opened, so she didn't need to offend this young man who looked very ferocious.

Shang Biao walked in, and the living room was messy and scattered clothes were thrown everywhere. The air emitted a stinking smell of shit and urine, which was very disgusting.

"Where is the old lady?"

Holding his breath, Shang Biao's voice became even deeper.

"In the room, when you get sick, you usually have to lock her in the room. Look at this living room. I didn't pay attention when I was cooking just now. I was made like this in a blink of an eye. I have to clean up again. Her family's money is really hard to make!"

The middle-aged woman complained and took Shang Biao to the locked master bedroom.

After opening the door, an old lady with silver hair, about fifty or sixty years old, was sitting on the ground. There was basically nothing in the room except a bed.

"Guixi, why haven't you come back yet?"
Chapter completed!