Chapter 34: Sharing the spoils
"No, I've only been in Fujian for about ten days." Lu Zhuo, who considered himself a normal person, was unwilling to argue with Ding Hai, who looked crazy, and answered Ding Hai's first question straightforwardly.

Knowing that the thousand-year-old ghost had taken over the black zombie's body, he rushed up regardless without even trying.

If Ding Hai is not crazy, who is crazy?

"According to the information I have gathered, the tomb of the King of Min was probably broken into by a group of bandits from Changsheng Mountain a month ago.

After the bandits broke into the Min King's Mausoleum, they were basically all left inside the Mausoleum by the thousand-year-old ghost, with only a few keepers and a porter surviving. "

Comparing the information he had obtained at Yong'an Inn with what Lu Zhuo had said, Ding Hai concluded that Lu Zhuo was probably not lying.

He was not the one who broke into the Mausoleum of the King of Fujian, and the deaths of the people in Ma Xiangping had no direct cause and effect with him.

After coming to this conclusion, Ding Hai suppressed the hostility towards Lu Zhuo in his heart.

Ding Hai, who has a very flexible moral bottom line, thinks very clearly that he and Lu Zhuo have no responsibility for this small corpse disaster. If they encountered it, it would be a favor to help if they were in a good mood, and it would be their duty not to help.

As long as this corpse disaster was not deliberately created by Lu Zhuo, it will be fine.

"It seems that, fellow Daoist, you have already determined the location of the Min King's Tomb, and are just waiting for the right opportunity to investigate." Without the hostility, Ding Hai's tone suddenly became much gentler.

Looking at Ding Hai, whose face suddenly changed like a lunatic, Lu Zhuo really wanted to complain about the Maoshan old man.

Who on earth sent this moody lunatic down the mountain? He's selling things one moment and smiling the next. It's really torturous.

"Hasn't fellow Taoist also discovered the exact location of the Min King's Tomb? We can explore the Min King's Tomb together if there's a chance." Although he was about to scold Ding Hai as a mad dog in his heart, Lu Zhuo still invited Ding Hai to go to the Min King's Tomb with him to make a fortune together.

It’s not that he thinks the money is too hot to handle, but he knows that even if he doesn’t invite him, Ding Hai will not let go of the Min King’s Tomb.

After confirming through eye contact, we can tell that they are all poor people.

Since they are all eyeing the wealth of the Min King's Tomb, instead of fighting for money, it is better to add two to one to make five.

"The wealth of the Min King's Tomb will be divided into 30% and 70%." Ding Hai, who had long seen through Lu Zhuo's character and had the same character as himself, opened his mouth without hesitation.

Seventy percent of it is his.

Hearing this, Lu Zhuo frowned and glanced at Lin Jiu, who was protecting Ding Hai like a door god. No matter how he looked at him, he felt that Lin Jiu was an eyesore. If it weren't for this conspicuous bag, Ding Hai would have the advantage in numbers.

If Ding Hai dared to ask for 70%, then Master Lu would turn hostile and throw out the Eight Diagrams to teach Ding Hai a lesson.

"Okay." After gritting his teeth and accepting the distribution ratio, Lu Zhuo felt very painful: "But the Miao family's wealth must be divided 50-50."

"Although the thousand-year-old ghost died in your hands, believe it or not, without you, I could kill it without any injury in a short time." After the words fell, one array pattern after another emerged from the ground in the central courtyard.

After all the array patterns appeared at the same time, a Bagua formation was vaguely formed, encompassing the entire central courtyard.

"I believe it." Looking at the formation in front of him that made him feel uneasy, Ding Hai believed that if he gave Lu Zhuo enough time to prepare, he could really kill the thousand-year-old evil ghost alone.

But after taking a glance at the Eight Diagrams that were so close yet could not pull him into the formation, Ding Hai still spoke up and rejected Lu Zhuo's allocation plan.

Do you really think that I, Ding, just found a place to lie down randomly?

No matter how powerful the Eight Diagrams Formation was, it could not hurt him who happened to fall outside the formation.

"How about this, we two brothers will suffer a little loss today. We two brothers will each take 30% of the Miao family's wealth, and you will take 40%. Do you think this is okay?"

Facing the shameless Ding Kai who looked like he was taking advantage of him, Lu Zhuo reached out and touched his waist. Where is my knife? Where is my knife? I am going to kill this bastard.

Lu Zhuo searched around but couldn't find the knife, so naturally he couldn't kill Ding Hai who was outside the Eight Diagrams.

"Okay." Lu Zhuo gritted his teeth and agreed to the proportion of spoils set by Ding Hai. As for whether the Miao family would object to their property being divided up by the two bastards in front of them.

I'm really sorry, but the dead have no right to speak.

As early as when Lu Zhuo tracked down the Miao family, there was no one alive in the family.

The reason why Ding Hai and his companions did not see the corpse in the front yard when they came in was because the Miao family members were driven to the backyard by the resentful corpse that had already been awakened.

The half-corgis, which it treated as respectful monkeys, were bitten to death and sucked dry one after another in front of Master Miao.

"Fellow Taoist has a broad mind, and is worthy of being the leader of the three heroes of Wudang. He looks elegant and handsome."

Seeing that Lu Zhuo agreed to the distribution ratio without even arguing, Ding Hai, who had taken advantage, immediately racked his brains to COS many of his own excellent qualities and assigned them all to Lu Zhuo, regardless of whether they were appropriate or not.

Seeing Ding Hai boasting about himself with "full sincerity", Lu Zhuo felt a lump in his throat. He had taken away tens of thousands of British dollars from him with just a few worthless words. His business acumen was "really great".

"Fellow Daoist, you entered the Miao family compound before us, so you must know more about the Miao family than me and my junior brother.

I am injured now, could you please help me and take out all the hidden wealth of the Miao family?"

Having already accepted the share of the spoils after suffering a huge loss, Lu Zhuo didn't mind being ordered around by Ding Hai.

After nodding to Ding Hai, he activated his magic power and used the formation to capture all the valuable things in the entire central courtyard.

After finishing the middle courtyard, Lu Zhuo turned and walked towards the backyard, but did not take the opportunity to extend the Eight Diagrams towards the direction where Ding Hai and the other two were standing.

Since he had no intention of offending Ding Hai, this moody lunatic, Lu Zhuo would naturally leave some wiggle room when doing things.

After Lu Zhuo turned and left, Lin Jiu looked blankly at the wealth piled up like a small mountain in front of him.

"Brother, even if there is no one alive in the Miao family compound who can inherit the Miao family's wealth, Ma Xiangping can always find someone who is related to the Miao family.

You two didn't even bother to look for your relatives, but secretly divided up the Miao family's assets. Isn't this against the rules?"

Lin Jiu, who was traveling around the world for the first time, did not approve of Ding Hai and Lu Zhuo's actions from the bottom of his heart.

But he couldn't ruin Ding Hai's plan in front of Lu Zhuo, an outsider, so he tactfully admonished Ding Hai.

In response, Ding Hai ignored Lin Jiu.

He has his own method for doing things, and it is not Lin Jiu's turn to comment.

As early as the day after the platoon leader's group of fake corpse drivers took over the corpse, Ding Hai investigated the source of the corpse thoroughly.

The resentful corpse was originally a musician in a variety show troupe near Ma Xiangping. Because Old Master Miao was celebrating his 50th birthday, he followed the troupe to perform variety shows to celebrate his birthday.

But Master Miao, who was used to eating delicacies from wild animals, saw that his wife was so beautiful that he wanted to eat seafood such as abalone.

The resentful corpse was also very tough when he was alive, and would rather die than not protect his wife.

As a result, not only was he drowned in a fish tank by Old Master Miao, but his wife was also tortured to the point of being crippled by Old Master Miao, who then gave her to his men as a reward to drink abalone soup.

It can be said that the whole thing was caused by Old Master Miao’s inability to control his crotch.

Ding Hai and Lu Zhuo both think it's a good idea to rob the rich of scum like this and help the poor of scum like themselves.

　The second chapter is here. Please vote. Please stop supporting the book. Today, the fake catch-up has not increased but decreased. It is basically certain that I will be unpopular, but Lao Xiong has decided to continue writing. A new plot will start tomorrow. Please wait and see.
　　
　
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