Tomb Robber: I am Hu Bayi’s cousin

There are no direct flights from Hangzhou to Geermu.

You need to transfer to another flight at Chengdu ShuangL Airport on the way.

During this period, it took about four hours in total.

By the time Hu Ming arrived at Goermu Airport, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

This is a plateau area. As soon as he got off the plane, Hu Ming could clearly feel the thin oxygen content in the air.

But compared with the Kunlun Glacier, it is much better.

After simply taking a few deep breaths, Hu Ming easily adapted to the environment here.

This is a legendary city. Geermu means "a place with dense rivers" in Xijiang language.

Although all the way here is the Gobi desert, you can still imagine what the city looked like when it was named.

The city of Geermu only has a history of more than fifty years, and it was extremely prosperous in its early years.

But now, the status has gradually been replaced by Lhasa, and the entire city is in a rather embarrassing position.

Following the flow of people out of the airport, at the door, Aning, wearing a black leather jacket, was waiting to pick him up.

"Hu Ming, long time no see"

As soon as they met, Aning came up to him with a smile.

What do you say about this smile?

There is more than enough enthusiasm, but a bit less sincerity.

"Okay, okay, let's forget about the scene. Let's go. Where are my brother and the others? Take me to meet them, and my old friend who I haven't seen in almost ten years."

Hu Ming interrupted Aning's polite words.

This kind of scene is necessary on many occasions, but Hu Ming just doesn't like it.

People, aren’t you tired of communicating with each other so hard?

"Okay, as you wish!"

Aning didn't mind, touched the ten copper coins on his wrist, and followed the good example.

Not to mention that a capable person deserves to be respected wherever he goes, that is, Hu Ming gave her back the ten copper coins she had lost before. Innately, Aning had a better impression of Hu Ming.

Of course, this girl is not some silly sweetheart, and she wouldn't fall in love with Hu Ming just because of this love.

No harem novel would dare to write such nonsense.

If a little favor can win the heart of a beautiful girl, where are there so many singles in the world?

For example, Wu Xie.

"Here, Zhang Qiling and your other friend are in the car."

"Our time is rather urgent. I'm afraid we don't have much time left for you to reminisce about the past. After receiving you, we will set off immediately to pick up a key item."

Aning said softly as he led Hu Ming to an off-road vehicle outside.

After saying that, he opened the passenger door and got in.

Through the window, Hu Ming had already seen two familiar figures.

The younger brother silently nodded to Hu Ming, which was regarded as a greeting.

And another pretentious criminal wearing sunglasses and a black vest and black leather jacket late at night

"Hey, our Uncle Hu is finally here!"

"You are so impressive. My brother and I have been waiting for you here for a long time!"

The pretender was lying on the car window, greeting Hu Ming frivolously with an unknown smile.

"..It is indeed you who is a deadbeat pretender."

"I'm the only one who's like an old man? You're so old, don't you think you're cool? You're so old, is it fun to pretend to be young?"

"Compared to you and my little brother, I look like a young and pink person when riding a horse, okay? I'm in my forties? I'm still young!"

Hu Ming looked at him with contempt, threw the suitcase into the trunk, and got into the car.

This is Heixiazi, a professional grave robber whose origins are a mystery.

Like my younger brother, he has a mysterious ageless physique. No one knows his true age.

But one thing is, this thing is definitely an old antique.

This guy is a bannerman, a Mongolian, and his name has four characters, but no one knows his real name. They only know that his surname is Qi, and he is not the Qi family of Jiumen, but he seems to have some intersection with the Qi family. He is from the Manchu and Qing Dynasties. One of the few remaining Eight Banners nobles.

It is worth mentioning that this Qi is Qi Yu’s Qi!

In the Shahai Bar interview, Uncle San replied that Heixiazi and Qi Yu were both bannermen and came from the same family.

In the past period of time, Hu Ming spent most of his time in the Western Xinjiang region searching for the secrets of Heavenly Instruction. During this period, he came across this guy by chance.

The two of them can be regarded as bad smells... ahem, they have the same loyalty, and they both have similar ageless physiques. Not to mention irreconcilable, but they can still be regarded as friends...

"..Brother, what this bastard means is that we are both old. What should we do? Should we join forces and beat him up?"

The black blind man raised his eyebrows, put one hand on the short knife at his waist, and started to sow discord.

"Come on, blind man, my brother and I are as close as brothers, do you think you will be bewitched by you? Believe it or not, the two of us will join forces to beat you up?"

Hearing this, Hu Ming couldn't help but sneered.

"It's boring. That's your business. It's up to you to solve it however you want. It has nothing to do with me."

"No matter who you are beating up, it has nothing to do with me."

The younger brother glanced at the two of them indifferently and said softly.

"...The key is, I can't defeat this guy alone!"

"You said, what did young people these days grow up on, and why do they fight so fiercely?"

If the little brother said this, the black blind man would wilt.

It's quite embarrassing to say that he is also over a hundred years old, more than twice or even three times as old as Hu Ming.

But just can't beat it

"Hey, our blind uncle is now willing to admit that he is an old man?"

"You are over a hundred years old, can you be more mature? Huh? Isn't it good to follow my example?"

Hu Ming snorted, let alone force, sometimes it is really a good thing.

Listening to the exchange behind the car, Aning couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

By the way, what kind of gods did she find?

One by one, the youngest HM is old enough to be her father.

As for the other two, according to the investigation, the younger brother is already over 130 years old, and although the age of the black blind man is not very clear, he must be over 100 years old.

These three people add up.

Damn, you’re about three hundred years old!

What is this? A tour group for the elderly in Tamutuo West Mother Kingdom?

The most important thing is that of these three people, two have always maintained the appearance of being in their early twenties, and the other looks more like a high school student.

The expression on Aning's face collapsed, and she suddenly regretted inviting these three people.