Three people took turns on duty.
The vehicles rushed north out of the city without stopping.
Three days later, Beili City.
Zhang Tian's antique shop.
Wang Pangzi and Hu Bayi returned to their small rented room.
Zhang Tian, on the other hand, went directly back to the antique shop. Pangzi said he would come to find him tomorrow, and Zhang Tian didn't pay much attention.
Pangzi is a talkative fellow, who knows what trouble he might stir up tomorrow.
Zhang Tian didn't have much confidence in Pangzi.
"Son, tell me, which girl did you go out to flirt with!"
As soon as he entered the door.
A middle-aged woman walked out.
The woman wore gold and silver, and her face was full of anger, but her eyes held affection.
Her voice was stern, and her hands were akimbo.
The woman looked very much like Zhang Tian, and she was also very beautiful.
"Mom, I didn't go there, I just stayed at a friend's house for a few nights."
"Been playing for a few days."
Zhang Tian said helplessly.
"You brat, you've even made friends? Not bad, you're finally opening up, stronger than your dad. When are you going to bring a girlfriend back?"
Liang Xueqin said, her face full of anger.
"Uh, Mom, it's still early, no rush."
"Early for what? If you don't go look, I'll find a ghost wife for you. It's never too early or too late."
Listening to his mother's nagging, Zhang Tian could only endure it silently.
Who else could it be but his mother?
Zhang Tian was not like other protagonists who were orphans after transmigration. He had parents who were normal and loved him dearly.
"Alright Mom, if you say any more, and I really get haunted by a ghost, it won't be good, it's inauspicious."
Zhang Tian rolled his eyes at her, and Liang Xueqin finally stopped talking.
After a few more words with his mother, Zhang Tian said he wouldn't be eating and went directly back to his room.
Zhang Tian hadn't managed the shop for the past few days; his father had been in charge.
Zhang Tian just wanted some peace.
"Hey, why is there blood on your backpack?"
Seeing Zhang Tian's large backpack, Zhang's mother asked with a question.
"Mom, red wine. I was drinking with friends yesterday, and a girl spilled wine on it."
Zhang Tian's face did not turn red, nor did his heart beat faster.
Hearing this, Zhang's mother beamed with joy.
"That's great, son, you're promising! You're finally not messing with those bottles and jars anymore, you're finally growing up. Good, Mom strongly supports this."
Liang Xueqin said repeatedly.
She looked at Zhang Tian again. His face was a little pale from going down into the tomb and driving, so it must be so.
"Son, when we get back, Mom will buy some abalone or something, let's nourish you."
Zhang Tian: "???"
He was stunned.
"No need, Mom. Goodbye, Mom."
With that, he went straight upstairs. His mother must have misunderstood.
Entering his room.
Zhang Tian hung the ancient sword on the wall.
Then he opened his backpack.
A giant corpse beetle was in the backpack, its mouth agape, looking quite terrifying.
"If my mom saw this thing, she'd probably be scared to death."
Thinking to himself.
Zhang Tian planned to find a good place for the little beetle.
Yes, he would call it Little Beetle from now on.
"Little Beetle, your master, I, possesses beast-taming techniques. You'd better obey me, or you know what will happen."
Zhang Tian said, touching the corpse beetle's head.
True qi surged.
The next moment, the corpse beetle actually quieted down.
Zhang Tian had cultivated the strategist's beast-taming technique, so a mere corpse beetle was nothing.
This kind of technique could leave a mark on a demon beast. If the beast did not obey, it would suffer unbearable pain and eventually die.
This could be considered an extremely terrifying way of keeping pets.
Looking at the corpse beetle, which was as docile as a good baby, Zhang Tian nodded with satisfaction.
"I haven't found a place to build a nest for you yet. How about this, in a few days, I'll dig a hole in the room, and you can live inside."
"Then, I'll bring you pork every day."
Zhang Tian said thoughtfully.
The living conditions for corpse beetles were quite simple: just damp, dark, and with rotten meat. Of course, fresh meat was also acceptable.
"Clang clang!"
Little Beetle wagged its tail, making a sound.
It obviously agreed.
Zhang Tian gave it a flick on the head.
"Don't make noise at home anymore, it's not good if someone finds out. If I encounter any good things in the future, I'll give them to you too. Your cultivation will probably increase greatly then."
Zhang Tian added.
Little Beetle seemed even happier.
It originally thought it would become a slave, but unexpectedly, Zhang Tian also promised to find treasures to help it advance. This was a good thing.
Seeing that Little Beetle was very obedient, Zhang Tian felt relieved and directly put the guy under the bed.
Little Beetle was quite docile, lying under the bed, digesting the dog meat it had eaten earlier.
Zhang Tian lay on the bed. He was too tired these past few days and needed to rest.
While Zhang Tian was resting, Pangzi was over there.
Hu Bayi slept on the ground. The reason for sleeping on the ground was.
He was afraid Pangzi would do something drastic.
Originally, Pangzi had intended to buy a bed for Old Hu, but because Zhang Tian took them to rob a tomb.
So, it wasn't bought.
Hu Bayi couldn't sleep for a long time.
Because he thought about how he would become more and more powerful in the future.
Even surpassing his grandfather, he felt a surge of excitement.
As for Pangzi, he slept like a dead pig.
His snores vibrated in the room.
"Damn fatty, sleep if you want to sleep, why are you snoring so loudly?"
Hu Bayi complained in his heart.
Following the night, Hu Bayi seemed to see a person faintly clinging to Pangzi.
When he saw the shadow clearly, Hu Bayi sat up abruptly.
Sweating profusely.
Good heavens, this person was none other than the female zombie that Pangzi had forcefully kissed.
"Holy crap, I knew I should have been more reserved. This is finished."
Hu Bayi thought to himself, but he wanted to wake Pangzi up.
Who knew that the shadow just looked at him, and Hu Bayi immediately fainted.
In his dream, Hu Bayi seemed to return to the War of Resistance period.
He watched his teammates fall one by one, feeling immense grief.
Pangzi, on the other hand, was having a wonderful time in his dream.
In Pangzi's dream, he was sitting on a dragon throne.
On his lap sat the imperial concubine.
The concubine's slender arms were around Pangzi's neck. In the dream, Pangzi was happily eating the fruit handed to him by her.
"Your Majesty, am I beautiful?"
"Beautiful, hmph hmph, my dearest concubine is the most beautiful! Come, Master Pang, no, I am tired."
Pangzi said shamelessly while eating fruit.
Outside, the shadow was desperately sucking on Pangzi.
Pangzi's yang energy was constantly being drained, and the shadow became more and more solid.
Gradually, the appearance of the imperial consort began to emerge.
Although her face was pale and she had a ghostly appearance, she was still quite attractive.
Hu Bayi, on the other hand, was trapped in a nightmare.
The next morning.
Pangzi touched his leg and recalled the dream from last night.
He sat up abruptly, his eyes wide.
His face was ugly, and he felt a sense of weakness. Pangzi was dumbfounded.
His eyes stared blankly outside.
Pangzi swallowed.
"Oh no..."
Pangzi quickly looked at Hu Bayi.
Hu Bayi was even stranger now. He was holding a pillow like a gun, as if there were countless enemies in front of him.
"Holy crap, did Master Pang dream of a ghost yesterday?..."
Pangzi swallowed again.
"No..."