"Did you know I was not serious the first day?" Hei Xiazi put his hand on the door handle and pressed it down neatly. Then, his figure disappeared. He was as fast as a young man who had been squeezed by his studies for a long time and ran wildly to escape from the low-pressure environment.

He didn't even take the elevator, but rushed into the stairwell, letting the sensor light flash wildly because of his footsteps. Hei Xia Zi ran away in such a hurry as if he was being reincarnated, leaving the fat man no time to close his mouth to continue talking.

At this time, Wu Yu, who had just eaten the noodles rolled up by Li Yuchen, became the first one among the three to ask a question, "He must be making tens of billions of dollars, right? Apart from seeing him making zongzi downstairs, I've never seen him running so fast on the ground..."

"Who knows." Although Xie Yuchen said this, he probably was not convinced by Wu Yu's words. He just stirred the dough that had already stuck together. He didn't know what he was trying to do, but in the end, the strange feeling in his heart was gradually smoothed out by something.

Hei Xia Zi had no time to wrap his down jacket tightly, and just let the leather jacket and sunglasses inside make clanging and clattering sounds because of his footsteps. He planned to rent a car, forge a new identity to go to the airport as soon as possible, and then explore the area of ​​Qinling Mountains where bronze artifacts are produced in abundance.

But who knew that at this moment, the cell phone in his pocket rang. Hei Xiazi picked up the phone without even looking at it. Not many people could call him, so he could guess who the other party was. "Old man, are you so impatient to meet me?"

"Of course, in this game, the collision of external forces is always needed to produce new reactions. Besides, you should like the gift I gave you very much, right?" Yan Xiaonan seemed to be sure of victory and had already anticipated Hei Xia Zi's actions.

But Hei Xia Zi, for the first time, gnashed his teeth because Yan Xiaonan's voice really deserved a beating, "Damn it, didn't you keep that just to make me find the elixir of immortality? I tell you, that thing is definitely on Wu Yu's body!"

"Why do you think so?" Yan Xiaonan asked.

Hei Xiazi replied unhappily, "Based on my experience and these eyes, I can see his true physical condition. His breathing is rapid, and he is still coughing when he is unconscious. The hospital can only attribute these superficial symptoms to a decrease in immunity caused by trauma, but I am sure that he has already had certain lesions in his lungs. But now, he has delayed his condition because of the bell, which is why he can eat and drink like a normal person."

"Master Hei, I believe in your sharp eyes, but if he really has lung disease, then the hospital is too incompetent for not being able to find it out, right?" Yan Xiaonan was not unbelieving, he just wanted Hei Xiazi to continue to follow the route he had set and carry out the lines.

Hei Xia Zi analyzed rationally, "It has nothing to do with the hospital. I suspect that Wu Yu's illness and the bell are of the same nature. They are things that do not belong to this world, so they cannot be found."

"Very sharp observation... but your first instinct is still wrong."

This man's half praise, half criticism left Hei Xia Zi speechless.

"Was it wrong to go to Qinling Mountains?" Hei Xia Zi could only patiently analyze this ally who, although now an enemy, had reached some kind of implicit consensus because they were the only common topics they could talk about.

There was silence on the other end of the phone. "No, you made a mistake in trusting me. However, this is not a bad thing because I will let you see the person you want to see. Of course, this is under the condition that you are completely obedient."

Hei Xia Zi had never been threatened like this before, but in his mind, there was a figure of a person. They had made a promise to return home together in the dense forest. In the end, he compromised and slowed down his pace. He stood still abruptly, allowing the white snow and the dark silence of the night to completely swallow him.

"What do you want me to do?" Hei Xia Zi asked, but the loyalty and obedience in him should be negligible.

However, Yan Xiaonan was not angry at his stubborn attitude. After all, it was enough to make Hei Xia Zi give in to this extent. "Don't bother him in the past ten years, and when Wu Di calls you for the first time, please fully cooperate with him. I said this because I hope you can help us, because we have a certain hatred with the Wang family. We must rely on the power of the Nine Gates to disintegrate them. I think Wu Di will be a good promoter. In simple terms, Wu Sanxing and that person have investigated deeply enough."

Yan Xiaonan said a lot of confusing things, but Hei Xia Zi just froze in place, listening carefully and patiently for a long time. Perhaps in his extremely long life, ten years was just a blink of an eye for him, but once it came to that person, he would always have endless patience.

"What about him? When can I see him?" Hei Xia Zi listened to Yan Xiaonan digressing and finally couldn't hold back his inner anxiety and asked directly.

Yan Xiaonan was doing something on the other end, and there was a noisy sound, a bit like the sound of a vase being broken, but he still replied calmly, "Wait until Wu Yu contacts you, and you will be able to see him soon."

The wind blew away the snow on Hei Xia Zi's head. He was eager to get an accurate answer. "When exactly?"

But the call was suddenly hung up. Hei Xia Zi looked through the call records on his mobile phone in confusion, but found that there was no record of the call made by Yan Xiaonan. He couldn't help but find it amusing that the other party had lived for so long, not only did his thoughts not remain in that era, but he kept pace with the times and applied hacker technology to such a level.

This world seems to be much more interesting than Hei Xia Zi had imagined.

So, Hei Xiazi put his phone back in his pocket, rubbed his numb hands, and then shook the snow off his shoulders. He moved his feet until his body was bathed in the street light that could not give him any warmth. Then he took out his newly warmed phone and started to make calls to grave robbers. The location was not important, and the degree of danger was not important. The key point was that the price had to be high and the price had to be generous...

This time he really wanted to make money, and his motivation for making money changed from the impossibility of curing his eyesight in the beginning to simply buying a new car. However, the car he wanted would not be so easy to buy at this time.

After all, vehicles are always changing and iterating rapidly, and even there are several different types of engines. But Hei Xiazi doesn't want to start with a variety of high-configuration vehicles. He needs a fully automatic car, preferably one in which he can lie. No matter how seriously injured or not, as long as he sets the next destination, it will arrive accurately regardless of wind and rain.

The end point of positioning,

It will just be home.

"The soup is ready, would you like to have some, Aqi?" Yan Bugun held the soup in one hand and the hot water bag in the other, and stuffed the hot water into Zhang Qiling's quilt. After warming his hands, he sat back in the chair beside the bed and blew on the milky bone soup in the spoon carefully.

He treated Zhang Qiling like a porcelain doll and protected her excessively.

Zhang Qiling was obviously not suitable for such service, so he simply reached out and took the bowl, and drank it all in one gulp. It was not hot, but clearly warm. He felt that Yan Bucun's care was really excessive.

Yan Bucun adjusted his mood in advance this time, and did not show his sadness that the other party did not allow him to take care of him. Instead, he watched him finish drinking and quickly asked, "Do you want another bowl?"

The soup was made with meat bones, and it definitely couldn't be made in a short time. Zhang Qiling's mouth was still lingering with the fragrance, but his stomach was full, and eating too much would lead to indigestion, so he shook his head, then lowered his head to look at his hand where the IV drip was hanging, then quickly looked up and opened his mouth as if he wanted to ask when he could stop the injection, but before he could say anything, this series of actions made Yan Bucun successfully understand.

"Your wound has almost healed. After you finish hanging this bottle, you won't need the infusion until noon, and you can walk around here then. But before your body is fully recovered, you still can't run out all the time. I don't want to trap you, but you should know better than me what your physical condition is capable of." Yan Bucun was afraid that Zhang Qiling would have a bad impression of him, so he broke down various possible situations in great detail, and his tone was like coaxing a child.

But Zhang Qiling was not a bad boy. He knew clearly that this person had no ill will towards him, so he just picked out something he cared about from his fragmented memories and asked first, "Knife."

I guess he was asking where the knife was.

Yan Bucun took the empty soup box from Zhang Qiling and placed it on the bedside table. "The double-edged master killer cannot be kept, so I will let Xiang Yangrong do it. By the way, Xiang Yang is the kid who has been watching you outside. He can forge knives. I have asked him to rush to make you two better knives. However, he is very disturbing and a big talker. He may pester you and talk all the time when I am not around. If necessary, you can kick him out. This is your right."

After listening to Yan Bucun's long speech, Zhang Qiling nodded a little confusedly. As for how much he understood, it was unknown. But Yan Bucun was not the kind of person who would ask questions. After all, Zhang Qiling's safety was the most important thing to him.

"Did you hear any other sounds during the time you were awake?" Although Yan Bucun didn't want Zhang Qiling to recall those painful memories, the fact that Xiaocun had not been completely removed was like a fishbone stuck in his throat, making him feel resentful.

Zhang Qiling didn't know whether he should tell this kind of thing to the boy in front of him. Although the other party was really good to him, and the environment and medical conditions here were also very good, and the food was nutritious and clean, he didn't know whether it was because he had seen this man break out of the shell before, or something else happened in the past, which led to the fact that even though he knew that this man had no ill intentions, he couldn't really give everything to him.

In the end, Zhang Qiling just pursed his lips and did not answer, deny, or admit it. However, the alien soul Xiao Cun in his body unknowingly hooked his consciousness with a red thread and slowly input an idea with weak power.

It was like an external USB flash drive connected to a computer, transmitting the code belonging to Xiao Cun, but it affected Zhang Qiling himself. He was dazed for a moment, and then, in the next second, he spoke to Yan Bu Cun again, asking for something new, "Red Jade Bead."

"What?" Yan Bucun really didn't expect that the first thing this person would think of after eating and drinking was this thing, which he couldn't absorb at all, but could enhance Xiaocun's strength...

The snow was still falling, making the field of vision narrow. All he could see was white. Huo Daof knew that it was still too late, but fortunately, the phone was still within the service area, so he dialed a new number.

Huo Daofu knew that he couldn't find them directly now, so he simply changed his approach. However, he would not use the same person twice. He asked, "Have you found the person who sold the villa for 2 billion?"

"He went to the United States six hours ago." The other party's voice was electronic, and it was impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman, or his age. It had a strong heavy metal feel.

The reason why Huo Daof was able to contact him was not because he bribed him with money, but because in several previous decisions, he would always use text messages to remind himself that this person was mysterious, untraceable, and unpredictable. But over time, this reminder was beneficial to himself no matter how you calculated it, no matter what the other party's purpose was, but Huo Daof would indeed begin to reconsider his choice because of this person's opinion.

However, this was really their first phone call.

As if feeling that Huo Dafu had been thinking for too long, the other party asked considerately, "Are you entangled in any trouble?"

The meaning of his words probably seemed to be that he felt that this person had run away with Huo Daof's money, so his concern was groundless.

"Nothing, sorry to bother you. You're still helping me check these things so late." Huo Daofu knew that the other party had really run too far away. He still needed to take care of the finishing work of the Chen family's hiring of the Nine Gates. How could he just follow them abroad? Moreover, none of these people could be trusted.

He tilted his head to look at the sleeping Chen Jinshui, and vaguely felt that the opposing positions between the two were becoming more and more obvious.

Indeed, Huo Daof's sixth sense was not wrong, because at that time he did not know that Yan Xiaonan, who controlled the script of the world, was intending to use him to resist Chen Jinshui who was controlled by Yan Guangxian. Unfortunately, the mutual testing and behind-the-scenes infiltration between the two made Huo Daof unable to even understand the surface at that time.

Yan Xiaonan sighed, causing the electronic music to sound a little weak, "It's okay."

However, Huo Daof did not care about the person who helped him. Now that the two lines of contact with Zhang Qiling were cut off, he could not dwell on it anymore. Besides, Chen Jinshui did not care about the sky-high reward, so why was he still so anxious? If he insisted on going his own way, wouldn't he become a treacherous minister who wanted to take credit for himself?

Huo Daof closed his eyes and threw away all the chaotic voices in his head, but he couldn't fall asleep for a while because their car was parked at a gas station. It was quiet all around, with only the sound of Chen Jinshui's snoring.

"Thank you for your hard work." Huo Dafu responded with personal qualities and politeness, and then hung up the phone.

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