The old security man waved his hand and weighed the gold box in his hand. The dim old eyes were filled with the golden light that was blinded by the gold box.
"Mom sells batches. Could it be gold?"
Muttering to himself, the old security guard looked back at me cautiously, took out a knife and tried to pry open the gold box. The old security man tried his best to pry open the gold box, but instead the knife scraped the gold box and went straight into the instep of his feet.
Suddenly, blood flowed wildly.
"Zinima. Cricket coffin. Cricket coffin."
The old security man howled miserably, and at the same time, he also recognized the gold box!
"***Little Turtle's son brought a coffin to harm me. I'm going to fuck him like a fairy..."
"Let me catch you. It hurts me to death."
Cursing loudly, the old security guard was so frightened that he threw the golden coffin far away and limped towards the security booth, shouting for help.
"Uncle, you don't want the cricket coffin. I picked it up."
The old security guard turned around when he heard the sound and looked at me as if he were looking at me: "You pick it up. You pick it up. I will pick it up and use it as a coffin for you."
After the old security man left, I picked up the bloody gold box.
This is a miniature version of a golden coffin!
Pure gold!
The gold coffin is the size of a matchbox and is handmade. Although it is small, the workmanship is very fine.
The front headboard of the coffin is engraved with the word "Fu", the sides and back are engraved with five bats holding longevity, and the circle around the feet is engraved with lotus flowers.
This kind of patterned coffin is the prototype of the longevity coffin of the rich family in Laoyan capital.
The difference is that two lifelike crickets are engraved on the large plate of the golden coffin.
One has a black head and one has a pink head!
The security guard's blood condensed on the bodies of the two crickets, and they seemed to come alive under the sunlight.
Holding the golden coffin, I was a little unbelievable.
If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that this was actually a solid gold coffin containing crickets.
What kind of awesome person would have the generosity and courage to make a golden coffin for two crickets?
Are you still using Quanfu Yongsheng’s cricket jar?
Quanfu Yongsheng, not even the National Museum!
Two good things fell into my hands, and I put them into my backpack without hesitation.
The big willow tree stayed until night, and I returned to Fangzhou's family area under the moonlight.
Under the white moonlight, the collapsed buildings looked like fragmented monsters, like the ruins of the apocalypse, which made people shudder.
The mansions and high-rise buildings on all sides give people a sense of time and space.
After a few days of groping, I have found a shortcut in the ruins that can save me six minutes.
Taking the shortcut through the stadium back to the dormitory, I saw a group of little monsters chasing me in the distance!
"You stinky mute, don't run away if you dare."
"You are at three o'clock, you are at eight o'clock, and I am at eleven o'clock. Surround us from three sides and kill him..."
Under the moonlight, surrounded by seven or eight little monsters, a little monkey dodged left and right, dodged the surroundings of several little monsters, and ran straight towards my dormitory.
Several little monsters were chasing after him.
Just as the little monkey was about to rush into the dormitory building, two big boys riding mountain bikes suddenly arrived and knocked the little monkey to the ground.
Then, the little monsters swarmed up and held down the little monkey.
"Victory, catch the mute..."
"You dumb mute, run away. Why don't you run away?"
"Give us all the delicious food."
The little monkey was guarding the schoolbag in his arms with one hand, and holding half a brick in the other hand, he was beating it wildly in the air, making a heart-rending roar.
"One, one, pot, ah, ancient..."
"Death, silk..."
Even when surrounded by people, the little monkey was not afraid at all.
The little monsters were hit by the little monkey several times, and ran away howling in pain.
The two older boys struggled to hold down the little monkey's hands and snatch the bricks. They slapped the little monkey several times, causing the little monkey's nose to bleed.
Then he grabbed the little monkey's schoolbag and took out a lot of snacks and toys.
"Victory."
"The spoils of war."
Seeing the snacks and toys being snatched away, the little monkey struggled to get up to grab it back, but was pushed down.
The furious little monkey's eyes turned red, and he let out a strange roar. He reached into his schoolbag and pulled out something with a nosebleed-stained hand: "Ah——"
Under the moonlight, a silver-white pocket pistol glowed with the coldest silver light.
Snapped!
A stone came and hit the little monkey on the wrist.
"Eucalyptus Yi!"
The little monkey was shaken and raised his head quickly. When he saw me coming, he trembled all over and roared wildly. He ran up to me and hugged my legs, yelling and crying non-stop.
Seeing the adults, the group of little monsters shouted for cover and immediately retreated in an organized manner. They climbed over walls and drilled holes, and disappeared within a few minutes.
"It's okay. I know. You brought me mooncakes and imported fruits..."
"It's edible. It's delicious."
Although the mooncake fell to the ground and was broken into pieces, the packaging was still intact. The fruit is also delicious.
"You are the first one to send me mooncakes, thank you."
"There is progress. He speaks the word death very smoothly."
After a long while, the twitching Xiao Yuyi finally relaxed, but his chest kept twitching, and his little face was still horribly distorted.
Taking his hand to the fifth floor, the first thing he did was to take the pocket pistol tightly in Xiao Yuyi's hand.
This pistol surprised me.
.Pocket pistol, ammunition capacity 8 rounds.
It's not a model, it's a real gun.
It is only fifteen centimeters long and weighs nine taels.
There was a bullet inside, loaded.
This is a special assassination gun for Da Mao spies. It can penetrate bulletproof vests at close range.
During the Cold War in the 1980s, this type of gun frightened the West.
Seeing Xiao Yuyi's little face still twisting and twitching crazily, I turned off the safety and put it back in my schoolbag without asking about the origin of the gun.
I took off Xiao Yuyi's clothes to stop the nosebleeds and wiped off the mud on his face. I then heated hot water and applied hot compress to Xiao Yuyi's bruised area.
Xiao Yuyi, who was wrapped in the quilt, convulsed for a while, and her mood and breathing returned to normal.
Trembling, he took out a piece of dried meat from the inside of his school bag and stuffed it into my hand. He kept signing and struggled to speak.
"Weng Hu... Fu, eat!"
After a few days of hands-on teaching, Xiao Yiyi's eating and speaking skills became particularly fluent.
Every time I come here, the little guy’s bag is full of snacks and fruits, and he is considered a snack.
Um.
He also has a bit of a cruel temper!
The origin is also somewhat mysterious!
That gun says it all!
"child!"
"Uncle Tong!"
"Here, review first. If you make a mistake, you will be punished."
Holding Xiao Guyi's throat, the professor continued to speak.
Just after teaching two words, suddenly there was a loud bang and the flimsy dormitory door flew into the living room with a huge whine.
Following two black figures, they rushed into the bedroom at lightning speed!
At first they saw me squeezing Xiao Yuyi's neck, and then when they saw Xiao Yuyi locked in bed with his nose and face swollen, the two of them immediately showed their murderous intent, and involuntarily put me down and pressed my head heavily on the bed.
"Look for the gun!"
"Is there anything wrong with Yu Yi?"
"Eucalyptus Yi, Eucalyptus Yi..."
An urgent and panicked mezzo-soprano sounded, and the person had already arrived in the bedroom.
"Eucalyptus Yi."
"Don't be afraid, Yu Yi, mom is here to save you. Mom is here. Don't be afraid."
Being pinned down on the bed by Da Qiao's hands, I only saw a slender figure holding Xiao Yuyi tightly, comforting and kissing her.
"Report, the gun has been found."
