I picked up a gold goblet and kissed it hard.
These things were all obtained from Li Xian's tomb after all the hard work. I feel very painful when I think that these things will soon become someone else's! But I was very happy to think that I could exchange it for tens of millions! How do you think this can be done?
.....
"Hey! Sister Juan! When will you bring the big boss here? I've packed everything!"
"Don't worry, Xiao Xiang. You have to give people some time to come all the way. I think we can almost arrive tomorrow night."
"Don't be too impatient! Sister Juan, can you give me a word? Can you be there tomorrow night?"
"able."
"Okay, then I'll wait!"
On the other end of the phone, Qin Juan asked with a smile: "Xiao Xiang, if I'm not wrong, this should be your team's wealth, right? I'm anxious to cash in on such a large volume of shipments recently. Is this because of some special situation and I'm preparing to run away?" Already?"
"Haha, I don't need you to worry about this. Sister Juan, don't forget, we don't produce cultural relics, we are just porters of cultural relics."
A silvery laughter suddenly came from the other end of the phone.
"Xiao Xiang, I find you are really humorous. If I were ten years younger, I might like you."
I held up the phone and smiled and said, "It's okay now, Sister Juan. You are a rich woman, so I won't think you are too old."
"go away!"
She hung up immediately.
I looked at the phone, smiled, and muttered: "You are so old, and you still pretend to be innocent with me."
When I was going to bed at night, I locked the warehouse door and felt uneasy, so I called to Ryoko and we carried a large wardrobe to the back of the door.
Ryoko didn't understand, so he asked doubtfully: "There's no need for this, cousin? We're just taking a temporary nap. With this big cabinet on top, I don't think the thousand-year-old zombies can get in."
"What the hell are you looking at thousand-year-old zombies? Have you watched too many movies? Ryoko, you don't understand that there are actually many people in this world who are scarier than zombies."
After saying that, I glanced out the window.
Outside, it was getting dark.
"By the way, you didn't have your tail following you when you came back today, right?"
"No! Cousin, you warned me. So I always paid attention. I made sure there was no one following me when I came back!"
I nodded and said yes.
There is only instant noodles here, and Dr. Fan doesn’t eat this kind of food, so Liangzi and I ate it and then lay down to rest.
Maybe it's because I've been too tired for the past two days. I feel a lot of pain in my back after lying down.
Doctor Fan took a look at it for me. She said that it was my nephritis that I had last time and that I had not recovered yet. I had to take medicine on time, otherwise it would become chronic and it would be a bit troublesome.
Then she asked me to lie down and massaged me using a traditional Chinese medicine technique.
It hurt a little at first, but in the end it became more and more comfortable, and I felt that all the joints in my body were relaxed. I lay on my stomach and thought to myself: "It would be great if I could enjoy a massage like this every day before going to bed."
Turn off the lights and go to sleep.
I had a very strange dream after I fell asleep. I dreamed of my 16-year-old self, swinging alone on the edge of a cliff. I just kept swinging back and forth.
After I woke up from the dream, I was still frightened and gasping for air, because Zhou Gong's interpretation of dreams said that dreaming about your past self in a dream is a very bad dream! Often accompanied by bloody disasters.
It was now around 2:30 in the middle of the night, and I turned to look at Dr. Fan.
In her sleep, her brows were furrowed, and there were faint traces of tears in the corners of her eyes. She must have cried.
I got up and lit a cigarette and just sat there in the dark, surrounded by silence and silence.
Sudden.
I heard a knock on the door!
Dr. Fan was also awakened by the sound. I quickly covered her mouth and told her not to make any sound.
After two or three minutes, the knocking on the door stopped again.
I tiptoed over, turned sideways, and looked out through the crack in the door.
There seemed to be no one outside.
As soon as I turned around, I suddenly saw a person standing in the window glass.
He's an old man with wrinkles on his face!
This man has lost all his teeth and hair, and his face is covered with large white spots!
