After getting down the mountain and getting in the car, the little fat man collapsed on the seat, but Zheng Wen still frowned, still immersed in Zhang Dadao's previous Feng Shui evaluation. While driving, Zheng Wen advised Zhang Dadao: "Dadao, next time you have something to say, just tell me directly. This back-to-back dragon and tiger fight really sounds unreasonable. It seems that you don't understand Feng Shui, but you know a lot about food."
Zhang Dadao said cheerfully, "Yes! I know a lot about food. I know what is golden egg fried rice and what is six-flavor magic mapo tofu. There is a lot of knowledge involved!"
Zheng Wen was a little dumbfounded. The little fat boy laughed and said weakly, "He is very knowledgeable! He even has the Eight Demon-Breaking Formations! Brother Wen, he was talking about a cartoon. I said you are crazy, what's the matter? You just believed him!" The little fat boy forgot the pain after his wound healed, and started to dismantle Zhang Dadao's stage again.
Zheng Wen didn't care and shook his head, "It's okay for me, but you should be more serious in front of Brother Long."
Zhang Dadao did not comment, and Zheng Wen did not continue to persuade him. The car continued to drive. After having dinner in a small town ahead, Zheng Wen did not continue to drive, but simply stayed there for a day. Among the three of them, only Zheng Wen could really drive. Zhang Dadao could not even ride a bicycle, let alone drive. He was a real loser in this regard.
The little fat guy is known as the king of the Need for Speed ​​in the west of Hangzhou, but this game is different from reality. Zheng Wen is worried about letting this fat guy drive without even touching the steering wheel. Only one of the three can drive, so the speed is naturally not very fast. Even if they walk like this, they can't go hundreds of kilometers a day. Not only that, Zheng Wen also looks thinner. Zhang Dadao and the little fat guy, on the other hand, eat and sleep in the car every day, and they are very energetic these days.
In the past few days, Zhang Dadao has seen another place where fighting is suspected. However, Zhang Dadao only said this when he was bragging. In fact, he really doesn't know how to do it. But this is where the bad luck comes from. Zhang Dadao himself doesn't think so. He thinks he is the reincarnation of a heavenly master and is very proficient in this matter. It's also specious, which makes Zheng Wen a little confused about his depth.
It seems that Zhang Dadao relied on his feelings all along the way. After several times of deceiving people, Zhang Dadao finally got the hang of it. When he deceived Zheng Wen a few times later, he was not as unreliable as before. Even the little fat man doubted whether Zhang Dadao had really learned this. It can be seen that Zhang Dadao was really talented in doing the unethical business of cheating and deceiving people.
However, they didn't get anything after visiting two places in a row, which was quite demoralizing. Zheng Wen and his team were not particularly professional tomb robbers. After being killed by Zhang Dadao several times in a row, Zheng Wen felt that this job was not easy. The little fat man was even more dissatisfied and blamed him for delaying his live broadcast.
Arriving at a small town again that day, Zheng Wen booked a small hotel. After settling in, he complained to Zhang Dadao: "Master, do you think we have bad luck or this method is wrong? Brother Long and Liuzi have also looked at a few places and asked around locally, but they still feel there is no hope."
The little fat guy was holding a laptop, happily reading a novel about tomb raiding. He had no conditions to live broadcast these days, so he studied the novel. According to him, this was business learning. Zhang Dadao glanced at the little fat guy and immediately came up with an idea. He said to Zheng Wen: "Look at him! I think he should be blamed for this. This fat guy actually read pirated posts! You are in this line of work, and you dare to read pirated posts while reading tomb raiding books. Isn't this a bad character? Pirated textbooks are a waste of time!"
Zheng Wen was also very angry. He had been complained about by Brother Long for the past few days, and he was also very anxious. Although what Zhang Dadao said was unreliable at this time, he took it seriously! He nodded and said, "It 's possible! Luck is hard to tell. Xiaopang, you are not allowed to watch pirated copies. Give him a reward as a leader or something to compensate him! Oh, and there's also Datou. That guy also watches pirated copies."
When Zheng Wen said this, the little fat man was dumbfounded. He looked at Zhang Dadao and whispered, "Is this guy crazy? He believes this? Brother Tianshi, your ability to deceive people is getting more and more brutal? He has been fooled!"
Zheng Wen was furious when he heard this, and was about to start cursing when he heard his cell phone ringing. Zheng Wen suppressed his anger, picked up the phone and took a look, cursing, "Okay, he calls me when I'm talking about him!" Zheng Wen answered the phone, but before he could say anything, he could faintly hear an excited voice coming from the other end.
Zheng Wen's ugly face suddenly became excited, and he kept asking: "Really? Are you sure? Have you told Brother Long?" He followed Zheng Wen's "hmm" for a long time before hanging up the phone. During the call, Zhang Dadao and the little fat man both saw that there was good news. Zhang Dadao didn't have such a keen eye, and he was still leaning on the bed humming: "Mr. Zhuang went out for a leisurely trip to the west of the city..."
The little fat guy was a tactful person. As soon as Zheng Wen hung up the phone , he immediately said, "Brother Wen, is there any good news?"
Zheng Wen was delighted and nodded, "It's done! This time it should be correct. Liuzi and Datou have made some discoveries. Locals say there is indeed a tomb there, and an archaeological team has been there but couldn't find the place." Zheng Wen turned to look at Zhang Dadao, "Dadao, it's up to you this time. Let's go directly to Gansu tomorrow. Datou and the others have reported that it might be a tomb of the royal family of Western Xia!"
Zhang Dadao didn't even open his eyes, and responded, "Yeah, you arrange it! Who cares if it's from Xixia or Dongchun? Anyway, I can find it for you as long as it exists."
The little fat man rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "No way? In a minority country, this fight is also based on Feng Shui? Who knows, their routine is different! Then you are dumbfounded? Don't talk so big now!" The little fat man laid a ladder for Zhang Dadao in advance to avoid trouble when he couldn't find it. He really didn't believe that Zhang Dadao knew how to find dragon points. In his heart, the little fat man looked down on Zheng Wen and others. He thought that those who could be fooled by Zhang Dadao must have low IQs.
When Zheng Wen heard what the fat man said, he also felt that it made sense, and immediately looked at Zhang Dadao with some suspicion and worry. Zhang Dadao was very calm, and waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I am familiar with the stars, the qi, and the witchcraft. I know everything about Tibetan Buddhism, shamanism, and voodoo. I can dig it out even if he buried it according to the constellations. Don't pay attention to the fat man's nonsense."
Zheng Wen was very happy and said quickly: "Then I will contact Brother Long right away!"
Zheng Wen left happily, and the little fat man spoke up, "Hey, Brother Tianshi, I've set up a ladder for you, but you don't appreciate it and you're bragging. If you can't find it in a few days, let's see what you'll do!"
Zhang Dadao didn't care, and waved his hand, saying: "My ability is beyond the understanding of a fool like you!"
The little fat man was amused and shook his head, saying, "Damn it, a bronze player scolding a king, I've seen it before. You, a bronze five player, are so good at every fight, you really think you're a big shot! Let's see how unlucky you will be when the time comes!"