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Chapter nine hundred and seventy first hidden

Chapter 695: Hiding

Lao Lu kept chattering while pouring wine: "I'm worried about the key to the coffin and your secret treasure house... I must find a safe place to hide..."

Chef Ma stood up swayingly, patted his chest and said, "The key to the coffin... is hidden in...my treasure house..."

Lao Lu frowned and said anxiously: "If the treasure house is discovered by a bad person, the key to the coffin will be difficult to protect."

Chef Ma burped again and walked over with a drunk look on his face. As soon as he walked a few steps, he staggered to the ground.

Lao Lu hurried over to help him.

Chef Ma stood up staggeringly, pointed at Lao Lu's nose and laughed.

The old monk Lu was confused and he stared at Chef Ma in a daze.

Chef Ma spoke, his tongue shortened: "The treasure house... in the bamboo forest... pool... no one could have thought..." He shook his fat body, and was still talking vaguely in his mouth: "No one could have thought... haha... no one could have thought..."

Old Lu suddenly shone with a bright color on his round black face, and a faint blush appeared on his black face. He supported Chu Ma and said with concern: "Boss Ma, you are drunk, you need a good rest!"

Chef Ma's head hung on Lao Lu's shoulder, but said in his mouth: "I'm not drunk...I'm not drunk..."

Lao Lu brought his glass of wine and said with a smile: "If Boss Ma is not drunk, you might as well drink another glass." He brought the wine to Chef Ma's mouth. Chef Ma opened his mouth and drank it. After drinking only half a cup, he fell asleep in a drowsy way.

Lao Lu sneered and pulled away.

Chef Ma's fat body fell on the table with a bang.

The table was knocked over, and the dishes rolled to the ground, smashed to pieces.

The bamboo forest is silent.

Lao Lu was walking on the path made of blue bricks with a lamp. The night was surprisingly quiet. The night wind blew across the dense bamboo forest and made a rustling sound.

A spring moon emerges from the clouds. The faint soft moonlight shines down. The breeze blows, and the bamboo shadows sway. The scenery is picturesque. Unfortunately, Lao Lu is not in the mood to appreciate it at all. He hurriedly shuttled through the bamboo forest. Although Lao Lu stayed in the Ma Chuzi Restaurant for a long time, he rarely came in the bamboo forest in the backyard.

The bamboo forest in the backyard is the private forbidden area of ​​Chef Ma. Without Chef Ma's permission, no one dares to break in.

It was the second time that Lao Lu stepped into the bamboo forest in the backyard. The first time was a few days ago. The third man from the black hand came. He broke into the bamboo forest to report the message to Chu Ma. That time, Chu Ma did not blame Lao Lu. After all, it was an extraordinary period, and he also understood Lao Lu's mood at that time. This time, Chu Ma did not stop him because he was lying on the floor of the hall like a dead pig.

The bamboo path is secluded. The faint moonlight is blocked by the lush bamboo branches. Lao Lu held a storm of anger. The dim light reflected a blurred aperture in the dark bamboo forest. The bamboo forest is very large, covering an area of ​​238 acres.

Lao Lu walked along a narrow path. Next to the path is a curved stream. The stream flows slowly from north to south.

Lao Lu suddenly laughed, smiling happily because he had guessed the location of the bamboo forest pool.

At the end of the stream, there is a pool. The pool surface is very wide and covers an area of ​​about three or four acres.

The cold moonlight shines on the pond, giving people a feeling of desolation and desolation.

Lao Lu was very excited, as if he had seen countless gold, silver and treasures.

"The treasure house... in the pond of the bamboo forest... no one could have thought..."

Lao Lu remembered what Chef Ma said when he was drunk and turned around the pool.

The calm pool surface was not rippled at all, as if it was an extremely huge mirror. Lao Lu frowned, and he could not see any traces of treasures here.

Is this sentence Ma Chuzi said when he was drunk? Lao Lu was suspicious. He walked around the pool while carefully checking. Suddenly, Lao Lu discovered a very strange phenomenon. The rocks beside the pool were rough and uneven, but the rocks at the corners of the pool were as smooth as mirrors, as if they had been polished by stonemasons.

Lao Lu's eyes lit up, and his heart thumped. How could the corner of the pool be so smooth? Does anyone often come in and out from here? Is the treasure house hidden under the pool?

Lao Lu couldn't help but feel ecstasy in his heart, and clenched his fists and roared: "Okay...Okay..." Over the years, in the Ma Chuzi Restaurant, he swallowed his anger and lived under someone else's roof. Now, he finally got over it.

Lao Lu trembled his hands and stretched out the angrily wind lamp. The dim light shone on the pool wall. There was a row of stone steps on the pool wall. The stone steps were very short and narrow, and only one foot could be stepped on.

Lao Lu held a lantern in one hand and climbed the pool wall with the other, climbing down the steps. The stone steps extended all the way to the pool water.

The pool water is clear and shining with silver under the moonlight.

Lao Lu had calmed down and inserted the angrily wind lamp in his hand into the gap in the pool wall.

The private treasure house of Chef Horse is most likely hidden under the pool.

Lao Lu gritted his teeth and his eyes flashed. He slowly reached his right foot into the pool water.

Lao Lu was about to get into the water, but suddenly a burst of rapid footsteps came from the bamboo forest.

The footsteps are very heavy, giving people a feeling of depression.

Lao Lu's body was tightly pressed against the pool wall. The dim aperture of the fury wind lamp just shone on Lao Lu's black and round face.

In the bamboo forest, the heavy footsteps still came slowly.

The footsteps are getting closer and closer.

The sound of footsteps suddenly stopped at the corner of the pool.

Just as the footsteps stopped, Lao Lu's tall body suddenly soared into the sky.

The white crane soars into the sky! The kite turns over! Mount Tai presses the top! The ordinary moves were so magical by Lao Lu.

Under the hazy moonlight, a person was split in half by Lao Lu.

The man fell down, but Lao Lu stood by the corner of the pool in a daze.

The person who was chopped in half by Lao Lu's palm turned out to be a clay figure made of yellow clay!

Lao Lu looked around in surprise. He had clearly heard the footsteps just now, and he had calculated the direction. Unexpectedly, the one who came was a clay man!

How can clay man walk?

The night breeze blows on my face, and there is already a cool feeling!

Lao Lu clenched his fists, and his heartbeated.

The moonlight is empty and faint, giving people an unreal feeling.

Although the yellow clay man on the ground was split in half by Lao Lu, he still looked lifelike.

Lao Lu's face gradually changed because he accidentally saw the yellow clay man's face. The clay man's face was round and black, and there was a short beard on his chin.

Lao Lu's pupils were tightened. The face of this clay man was exactly the same as Lao Lu.

Who has such a skillful hand? Who is so familiar with Lao Lu? Could it be her...

Lao Lu clenched his fists tightly, and the muscles on his face were twitching violently.
Chapter completed!
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