Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

Chapter 192 The Down-on-His-Luck Blind Chen

In a decent restaurant, the most luxurious private room was filled with a table full of dishes, the enticing aroma making Blind Chen swallow hard.

He has lived in poverty for many years; although he can't say he hasn't tasted meat for three months, he's not much better off.

"Hey! Old Hu, fill Old Chen's cup first! He's had a tough time lately, I bet he's shed a lot of tears in secret, hating himself for his youthful arrogance and stubbornness that led to his current predicament."

Ji Haobo's teasing words made Chen the Blind's lips twitch, and he cursed inwardly.

Holy crap! Does anyone really expose their secrets in front of others and slap them in the face like that?

If I weren't so old, I would definitely... slap myself a few times and regret it so much!

"Alright! Come on, fill up your glass, Grandpa, let's eat and chat...eat and chat!"

Old Hu poured him some wine and helped him pick out some food, then urged him to start eating.

Blind Chen picked up his cup and drank the wine in one gulp, then turned to look at Ji Haobo.

"May I ask you about Partridge Whistle?"

Ji Haobo was speechless; he was only doing this because Chen Xiazi and Partridge Whistle had some past ties.

Besides, he didn't need the old man's food, so he planned to lend a hand. But the old man was so suspicious, so he said irritably:

“I say, old Chen, although your eyes went blind in the tomb of King Xian, your ability to locate sounds should have improved even more, right?”

Didn't you hear clearly that Partridge Whistle is my wife's maternal grandfather? You're his sworn brother, what can I do to you?

Besides, all you have on you, besides that piece of junk called Little Divine Strike, is a map to the Tomb of the King of Xian. You have practically nothing else. Why would I need to scheme against you?"

Hearing that he had thoroughly investigated his information, Blind Chen was shocked. His dark face turned red, and he hurriedly explained in embarrassment.

"Uh... well... this isn't some kind of trickery. I've been hiding here for decades, and you suddenly revealed my identity. How could I not be suspicious!"

"Alright, alright! I'd better make things clear to you, so we can eat in peace."

Ji Haobo waved his hand helplessly. If this old man had been so cautious back then, things wouldn't have come to this!

"Do you still remember the oath you made when you became sworn brothers? One of you said you would help the other find the Muchen Pearl, or else you would go blind in the night."

Another said he would follow you, or else he would become a person with missing limbs, and as it turned out, it all came true.

Back then, you and Partridge Whistle stole from Bottle Mountain. Later, he received news that there were clues about the Muchen Pearl in Blackwater City. After going through countless hardships, he finally found the tomb, only to discover that it was extremely dangerous inside.

Not only did his newly apprenticed master, the tomb raider Master Liao Chen, perish inside, but he himself also lost an arm to survive.

His junior brothers and sisters died, and he himself became crippled. Heartbroken, he went to America, but died many years ago when the curse struck.

After hearing this, Blind Chen couldn't help but burst into tears. He recalled how full of vigor they had been back then, believing that with the cooperation of the Mountain Moving and Ridge Unloading factions, no tomb was too big to conquer.

Just like Liu Bei, the late emperor died before completing his great undertaking, and neither of them expected to encounter their own Waterloo.

"Oh dear! Old man, you're crying now. Come, come, one cup to tomorrow, one cup to the past."

"Drink this one, and there are three more to go."

Fatty Wang and Big Gold Tooth sang in unison, reciting the lyrics that Ji Haobo would sing to the women whenever he had free time.

This almost made Lao Hu burst out laughing. Chen the Blind Man's face turned black from the two men's nonsense, but he was lucky he didn't start cursing.

However, once they felt relieved, they began to eat and drink heartily. Even though they couldn't see, their chopsticks were incredibly precise, knowing exactly what each dish was.

Old Hu and the others were amazed, thinking to themselves that as expected of someone who had been the leader of the Unloading Ridge faction, he really had some skills.

Fatty Wang's eyes darted around, and he sat down with a grin to help pour the drinks.

"Come on, drink more. The wine here isn't very good. When we go to Kyoto in a few days, I'll get you a few bottles of better wine to try."

"puff"

Blind Chen spat out a chicken bone and said with disdain:

"Little fatty, you're being so helpful out of the blue; you must be up to no good."

"Hey! Look at what you're saying, it's just a few bottles of wine, nothing much. If you teach me how to locate by sound, I'll take care of you in your old age and see you off when you die."

"chi"

"Your head is all fat, and you still want to locate things by sound?"

Blind Chen's disdainful sneer made Fatty Wang's face turn red with anger.

It's strange, but even a transformation pill couldn't fix their weight difference, which is really baffling.

"Hehehe! Grandpa, if you think he can't do it, then you can pass it on to me!"

When Big Gold Tooth saw that Fatty Wang had been rejected and looked down upon, he quickly volunteered himself.

"You're too old, your hearing isn't good."

"puff"

"Ha ha ha ha…"

The group burst into laughter upon hearing this, except for Big Gold Tooth, whose lips twitched as he cursed the old man inwardly.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Blind Chen wiped the grease off his hands and downed the wine in his glass in one gulp.

"You didn't come here just to laugh at this old man, did you?"

"Yes! The main destination is the Fishbone Temple; there's a large tomb underneath it."

Ji Haobo nodded without denying it and stated his purpose directly.

"What? Where are you going? This place..."

Blind Chen was startled and wanted to say that it was extremely dangerous inside, but Ji Haobo interrupted him nonchalantly:

“I know better than you what’s inside. This tomb originally belonged to King Wen of Zhou. Later, Li Chunfeng returned to his roots and also entered it.”

It's understandable that your friend Jin Suanpan got into trouble; we might even have to help him pick up the pieces this time!

Everyone looked over in surprise after hearing his words. Both King Wen of Zhou and Li Chunfeng were figures full of myths and legends, and the two were terrifying beings who could predict the future.

"Old Ji, the King Wen of Zhou you're talking about isn't that person, is it?"

Big Gold Tooth picked at his ear, trying to make sure he hadn't misheard.

"It's the one you're thinking of, Ji Chang, the Marquis of Xibo."

"Damn, it really is that big stud with hundreds of sons! Do you think he and Li Chunfeng might have foreseen this and left a stone tablet inside that says, 'Fellow thieves, please let us go!' Hehehe!"

As Wang Pangzi talked, he couldn't help but start daydreaming, and a silly grin appeared on his face.

Although what he said was somewhat far-fetched, it still made the people next to him burst into laughter.

"You know what, that's actually a possibility. But even if there is that stone tablet, it's impossible that they could have predicted the future. At most, it's just a case of 'shooting before it's done'."

Ji Haobo simply didn't believe that anyone could actually predict events thousands of years in the future, not even the message on that stone tablet from last time.

That's just a very common method, like fortune telling. People who hear or see it will unconsciously start to identify with it based on their own circumstances.

"Since you already know the situation inside, I won't say any more."

Blind Chen nodded, then asked about another matter.