non-plastic epic

Chapter 47 "Own Site"

"Dangdang Dangdang." The crisp sound of horseshoes came, and an inconspicuous carriage crossed the street with constant sales, passed through the corners of the bustling alleys, and drove towards a huge mansion in the distance that was silent under the setting sun.

The person sitting in the carriage was Xiang Dongliu. "The after-sales service is not bad. I can send it back to your home if you give me a brand. I can take it with me as well." He smacked his lips and took out a piece of dull black light from his arms. The brand, this brand is a bit cheap, it should be made of metal, but I don’t know what metal it is. After all, there are two or three times more metals in this world than in the periodic table of elements in the previous life.

"Although it is the special envoy of Anbu... But there is no need to make the sign so black, isn't it good to have a shiny gold, inherent thinking." The dark letter glows with metallic luster.

"The book says that you can't just accept things given by strangers. There won't be any weird things in this thing that are prohibited by the formation, such as monitoring, audio and video recording, video calls, etc. Spy wars are fun, right? Well, luckily the name of this church is the Holy White Lotus Sect, and it's not named after a certain intelligence group, otherwise it would have changed its style.

"Well, let's keep it first. The size is not much different from the mobile phone in the previous life. It is still finely frosted. It looks good and feels good." After looking at and searching for a long time, Xiang Dongliu didn't find anything weird. The thing, so he put it in his arms again.

But his fingers touched the spar hanging on his chest.At this time, it is not much different from ordinary crystal jade, and it no longer emits light.

"What the hell is this thing? It has a big background and a lot of functions. It can shine and illuminate the mind. If it weren't for it, I wouldn't be able to do good today, and maybe I would be killed in the cult's base camp. Yes, it's a good thing. "

Xiang Dongliu lifted a corner of the carriage's curtain, turned his head left and right, and found the direction of the sun. "Is it already dusk?" He frowned and looked at the spar in his hand towards the sunset.

This subconscious and skilled movement is like looking at the glass marbles to the hot sun when I was a child in my previous life.Xiang Dongliu's eyes narrowed slightly. Even in the setting sun, the light was still dazzling, but with the oblique light, Xiang Dongliu could still see the inner veins of the spar.

The veins are densely distributed among the crystal stones, like the stems of a leaf, although they are heterogeneous, they are also uniform and tidy. "Hey, it's a good thing, it's really a good thing. If nothing else, it's pretty pretty. I just don't know how it works and what it's for."

Xiang Dongliu held the spar still, but shook his head back and forth like a child, drawing circles to see the veins of the spar.

The fine veins are like the nests built by ants, and like the crystal spider webs made by spiders. They extend in all directions and can be unimpeded at the same time. Following a line can always reach the other side.

As if he found a very beautiful glass marble, Xiang Dongliu stared at it for a long time and then couldn't put it down and played it back and forth. "Why didn't I find it when I was in Dongwan City? It turns out that this small stone can also contain universe."

Having had enough of playing, Xiang Dongliu held the spar and let go, the gold chain to which the spar was tied snapped, swung back and forth twice and returned to stillness again, lying lightly on Xiang Dongliu's chest.

"It's time to arrive, it's been a while." Xiang Dongliufu opened the corner of the car curtain again, and stretched his neck to look forward.A majestic mansion stood under the groggy dusk, facing south, most of it was already hidden in the shadow brought by the sinking sun.Only a small part was sprinkled by the afterglow of the setting sun.

Wow, this picture is really comparable to the Forbidden City under the sunset in the memory of the previous life. The gold color is dazzling. This is just the baron's mansion. I don't know how beautiful the real Duke and Viscount's mansion is.And I heard that the most central city is the Imperial City, and the Imperial Palace occupies half of it, half of the city.

If you can see the whole thing at a glance, then how majestic and spectacular the real palace is.

At this time, looking at his "nominal" mansion again, Xiang Dongliu couldn't help but wonder, "It's a bit blind. If the kid who pretended to be himself died in my hands, then such a big mansion would not belong to him." Well, luck is really not lazy, you were born with a golden spoon in your mouth... but luck is also really bad, before you can enjoy it in the future, you will be slaughtered by yourself haha."

I have never lived in such a large "luxury house" in my two lifetimes combined. As the grandson of the master of the Yuxu Palace in the Shangqing Dynasty, the living room in the past ten years was only a few feet square. , the orientation is not due south.It's infuriating compared to this.But, who made himself an inferior grandson.

Thinking of this, Xiang Dongliu felt a shadow cast over his heart. Although the place he lived in was a bit awkward, it was still the place where he had lived for 17 years. The sect was attacked and wiped out, and no news was revealed. There was no ghost here. I don’t believe it myself.There is also the uncertainty of his grandfather's life and death. He has a very high level of cultivation and may still be alive and well, but there are definitely not a few other brothers in the sect who have escaped.

Although I have been living in the Sutra Pavilion, I haven’t had much friendship with my sect brothers...

But fortunately, there is no friendship. If the friendship is not shallow, if I get hot-headed and go straight to those black clothes, I really can't beat them.

Those men in black are really fucking powerful, anyone with a gun can stab himself half to death.Force is not advisable, it can only be outsmarted... I have to draw it slowly and investigate slowly, after all, it is my home where I have lived for nearly 20 years.There are also a lot of memories.

Xiang Dongliu looked at the sky and pondered, as if he was remembering something, "Also, what kind of ghosts are involved in the fairyland? I don't believe it. A huge sect disappears when it says it will disappear. Your butt is It’s so clean that there’s no trace of feces or urine on it!”

"Bang!" the carriage stopped. Xiang Dongliu knew that he was at the door. He put back his divergent thoughts and stepped out of the carriage. The horse leading the carriage neighed "呖~" as if to say hello.

But Xiang Dongliu has already seen the little figure sitting in a corner in front of the mansion, so don't guess, at this moment, who else is sitting here waiting for him, but Axue.Ignoring the horse with strange red pupils and wearing scales, Xiang Dongliu went directly to stand in front of the girl sitting on the stairs.

And A Xue’s eyes were still looking at the ground, thinking: Didn’t you say that when your brother comes back, you will be the first to see him at the door? Why haven’t you seen him yet... Could it be that Sizhu’s sister is lying to herself? .

But at this time, the girl realized that the seemingly eternal ground in front of her eyes was suddenly covered with a shadow. Before she could react, she heard the most familiar call from the person she was most familiar with.

"Axue~ I'm back."

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