The next day, we arrived in Zhuozhou City on a passenger bus with all sleeper berths, working non-stop throughout the night. To be honest, the conditions for passenger transportation are very poor. Not to mention the small space, it is difficult to sleep at night. The sound of the engine fills the entire carriage. A worker on the upper bunk of mine almost stepped on me when he stopped to get out of the car for convenience. my face. I've really had enough of riding in this kind of car, it's really more boring than a bus.
Feilong's residence is actually a four-story villa, but it faces the street, so it has an antique facade. On the first floor are antiques with clearly marked prices. They are all sorted according to the pattern of the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties. Those put on the shelves have been inspected by experts in Beijing, and there are forensic testimonials below the prices.
The second floor is a place where black and white people buy and sell at high prices. Generally, those who don't dare to find an appraiser to look at artifacts usually go up to the tea room on the second floor to talk. Because when my grandma was still alive, she often came over to help Fei Long look at the business, so she often saw a transaction on the second floor that must have exceeded one million.
The third floor is more life-oriented. After all, the rich gold-like decoration is there. I have summarized this floor. It can be said to be a large kitchen. Fei Long has no other luxury. He just loves to eat and drink steak. First, the freezer storage room in the basement is full of smuggled camel meat, old ginseng, fat deer antlers, and damn turtle eggs. In short, he loves to eat these strange things, and I don't have that luck.
The fourth floor is the real place to rest. Almost all are large bedrooms with double beds and floor-to-ceiling windows. The Internet is also very smooth. I have been studying computers here for the past two years, searching for things on the Internet, and it is amazing. To be honest, I really like it here.
The three of us were very sleepy, so we arranged a room for the woman to rest first, and then Fei Long and we both went to bed. I am a cautious person. If Feilong and I sleep together, it will be really dangerous for that woman to be our enemy. I will tell Feilong my worries.
Fei Long said that was definitely not the case. These weapons of mine are very valuable. They are all anti-reconnaissance hardware from the US Pentagon. There are surveillance cameras and alarms throughout the building. As long as I set them up, as soon as she opened her bedroom door, An alarm bell will ring in our room. As soon as he said this, I fell asleep peacefully.
As soon as I touched the pillow, I had another nightmare that had haunted me in the past. The person who looked exactly like me hit my head with a Boletta 92F pistol. No matter how I escaped, Wherever I go, he will always be waiting for me in front of me. I die again and again. The last scene really frightened me. I actually saw that mysterious woman laughing coldly at me in my dream...
I woke up with a start, rubbed my eyes with the heels of my hands, and looked at the clock. It was already evening, and the rays of the setting sun shone into the room, coating it with a layer of golden-red light.
Snap.
Fei Long turned on the light, leaned his fat body back, and said, "You're awake, you must have had a nightmare again. Come on! Now that you have had enough sleep, tell me about my experience of going to the Qinglong Ghost Palace. Come on, when you’re done, go down and let Mr. Long steam the lamb for you, haha.”
There is no way, in fact, I don’t want to mention these things, but first, Fei Long is also a very curious person, there is no way he will not continue to ask, sooner or later he will have to tell; second, I really have to tell these things , find someone with strong logic to help me sort it out, and see if they can analyze what I haven't thought of yet.
So, next I told Fei Long what happened after I separated from him on June 3. Everyone knew what happened, but only Feilong didn't know. Slowly I mentioned that when Li Sanzi was dead, he kicked the quilt to the ground in relief, and cursed: "Damn, he deserves to die, the motherfucker was just about to kill him! Look at how he made such a fool of himself , isn’t he just a running dog, pretending to be a fool! It belongs to his grandma.”
I quickly put my hand on his chest to calm him down and advised him not to be angry. The greatest sin is death, so don't be like him.
After three words of advice and two words of advice, he patted my hand and said, "Oh, I'm not angry anymore. I'm mainly angry that they took you away. I don't care anyway. Let's continue."
I said yes, and then continued to talk about the survivors of the Northern Xiang Kingdom in the Bronze Fishing Village. Fortunately, there was a drink on the bedside table. It made my mouth smoke. I took a quick look and saw that it was already two or three o'clock in the night. He was soft-spoken at the beginning but now he straightened up and listened carefully. During this period, he asked a lot of questions. I explained the situation and my analysis in detail. It was obvious that he was very serious and cared about it. .
I said to myself, there is not much to come, I have finished telling you, and then I can quickly go back to sleep to reverse the jet lag. After all, I don’t want to sleep in broad daylight in the future.
Just as I was about to open my mouth, Feilong's landline rang. He frowned when he saw it. I asked what was going on, and he said it was an unknown number.
He hesitantly pressed the speakerphone, and suddenly a voice sounded on the other end of the phone that made my hair stand on end! Because the owner of this voice should be dead!
"You're home now."
