Chapter 250

Chapter 250

We camped that night. Everyone was tired from digging sand every day, so they all went to bed very early.

Not long after I lay down and fell asleep, I suddenly heard Dou Sprout calling softly from outside the tent: "Hey, Yunfeng, Yunfeng."

"What are you doing, Yazai, just lie down."

Dou Sprout said: "I found another treasure somewhere. Get up quickly and let's go dig it."

I was a little sleepy, so I said perfunctorily to Dou Sprouts, "Let's talk about it tomorrow if you have anything to do. Have a good sleep in the middle of the night."

"Can you please get up quickly," Dou Sprout said in a quick voice, "I'm not going to lie to you, he's really a tough guy. I lied to you that he was a puppy."

"Oh? What hard stuff did you find?" I became interested.

"Come out and I'll tell you."

"Huh?"

I'm a little confused. Usually when Dou Sprout looks for me, he always sneaks in. Why does he have to let me out this time?

It was now past ten o'clock in the evening, and there was still a fire outside. The firelight illuminated the place, and I saw the long shadow of the bean sprouts on the tent.

"Yazi, what is the most important thing we have dug up in these two days?" I asked tentatively.

"How did I know that? I dug so many things and I can't remember them."

I asked again in confusion: "Think about it again, have you forgotten? You still praised Aji when you saw that thing."

"Yunfeng, what you are saying is..."

I had an idea and said, "I'm talking about that blue and white porcelain vase, from Yongzheng's underglaze red official kiln."

"Yes, yes, that porcelain bottle is fine, hehe," Dou Sprout laughed outside the tent.

My face turned pale.

How can there be any Yongzheng underglaze red porcelain vase! I just said it casually! We have been working here for so many days and we have not seen a single piece of porcelain!

"Yunfeng, come out quickly. If you don't come out...then I'll go in!" Dou Sprout suddenly raised his voice.

With a tearing sound, I saw that the tent bag was cut open directly with a knife.

"Ya Zai! What are you doing!" I subconsciously moved back.

Dou Sprout's face turned pale and his eyes rolled up. He held up a knife in his hand and said with a smile: "My stomach hurts when you cut me! My stomach hurts when you cut me!" Dou Sprout's voice was sharp and turned into A woman's voice!

He held the knife with both hands and stabbed me in the stomach.

I yelled and sat up immediately.

My whole back was soaked, and I couldn't help but gasp for air.

It turned out to be a dream.