[Comprehensive] Refined dollar bills

London, New York, Shanghai...these are all internationally renowned cities, but because of their international reputation, they must be tolerant of all rivers and rivers, and must show the commonality of prosperity, which makes them look similar and it is difficult to find unique ones. style of.

Of course, being hard to find doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist, it’s just that it’s hard to spot a unique feature at first glance.

"How does London look?" The two were crowded in the crowd, and Grandpa Pound asked her proudly, "Did you find anything different from New York?"

Marnie smiled and blinked: "I haven't found it yet... Maybe you should take me to places like the British Museum or London Bridge?"

"We don't have time to go to those places," Grandpa Pound shook his head, and then said regretfully, "Well, since you can't discover the unique beauty of London, let's take a good look around next time we come."

He took Marnie into a bookstore that was barely quiet, and said to Marnie, "You can stay here for a while, and I'll make an appointment with the guy in Chinatown, so that we don't make a trip in vain."

Chinatown?

Marnie was about to ask a question, but Grandpa Pound spoke again: "Of course, I didn't mean to give you time to say goodbye to your family and friends. I didn't mean that at all."

Ok.

Marnie's question was stuck in her throat, and was suppressed by another wave of melancholy. Grandpa Pound left here. Marnie stood in the bookstore, looking down at the delicate little leather shoes-she usually wouldn't Wearing such elegant clothes, her style is a bit like Tony's, both prefer casual styles.

All right, all right, Tony.

Marnie sighed, took out her mobile phone, hesitated for a while before pressing the power button, and waited for the power-on animation to pass, but was suddenly bumped by a man walking towards her.

Marnie raised her head to look at him, and the other party backed away with an apologetic face, apologizing in a low voice: "Sorry, sorry, I just came here to have a look, I thought there would be comic books here."

Marnie couldn't help grinning: "There doesn't seem to be any here. I was thinking about this when I came in just now."

The latter was stunned when he heard her accent, and then said shyly, "You, you are not British? Sorry, you look very much like those British nobles with strict family education."

"I thought it only existed on TV," Marnie couldn't help laughing, "Are there people like this now?"

"Of course," he laughed, and then said mysteriously, "I just saw one at the door."

...No accident, it should be Grandpa Pound.

Marnie silently handed a pot lid to Mr. Pound, and was about to continue talking with the person in front of her, when she heard an urgent cry from the side: "Help! Help!"

Marnie was taken aback.

During this period of time, she has learned to distinguish the source of these voices. Even if she doesn't clearly distinguish what face-worthy little guy is speaking, she can at least separate their voices from humans.

Marnie subconsciously looked at the large row of bookcases behind her.

"Sorry, sir," Marnie frowned and took a step back, "but I'm sorry."

The guy on the opposite side smiled and nodded, his eyes seemed to have deep meaning, but Marnie didn't think about it any more, she just walked towards the bookcase behind.

She walked very fast, and didn't notice that the bookstore was getting weirder and weirder. It was a good bookcase, but it was getting longer and longer for no reason, until she could hardly walk to the end...

Marnie realized that something was wrong, and then realized that there was no one in the bookstore at some point. She stopped suddenly and ran away, seeing the door of the bookstore in front of her, and she was walking out. At that moment, he immediately returned to the middle of a row of bookcases in the bookstore!

how so……

Marnie frowned and looked at the mobile phone in her hand. The mobile phone was turned on, but it showed that there was no signal.

There's something quirky about this place.

She carefully sticks to the bookcase behind her.

Calm down, Marnie.

She took a deep breath, no matter what is going on now, in the face of this kind of thing that challenges imagination, as an existence that also challenges imagination, she should not be so flustered, it is really out of style, just like Grandpa Pound said , they are a race to be proud of.

Marnie calmed down, thinking of the voice she just heard.

Anyway, this is never wrong.

"Where are you?" she asked softly and quietly. "Did you bring me here?"

The bookstore was so quiet that a needle could be heard falling, and no one had the money to respond to her.

Marnie was not discouraged, and while walking among the bookcases without heads, she paid attention to the books around her. Obviously, these books were all real.

As she walked, she did not forget to say gently: "Little guy, don't be afraid, although I would like to play hide-and-seek or other games with you, but I have something to do now, can you..."

As she spoke, she noticed that at some point the book she saw returned to the one she had just read.

So spaces are connected?

Marnie continued to walk forward calmly, continued to look at the books in the bookcase like a horse, pretending to be looking for the little money, and continued to talk, trying not to let this kind of silence stay around her.

"Can you let me go first?" Marnie said softly, "There are still people waiting for me outside the bookstore."

She couldn't believe that she was so calm. If she had encountered such a thing before, she would have been too frightened to move.Think about it too, people will always grow, especially when she has been stained with the blood of her friends, what reason does she have...

Suddenly a figure appeared in front of him.

The other party was in a suit and leather shoes, walking straight towards her, with steady steps and firm goals.Marnie squinted her eyes, and was shocked to find that the other party had no facial features at all!

What a bloody bookstore this is!

Marnie turned her head and lifted her skirt and ran.

Not here, not here, not here—ah, I found it!

She stopped suddenly, and turned around to find that the other party was no more than three steps away from her. The blank face suddenly approached, which still made her almost scream, but she suppressed her screams, stabilized her mind, and took out a book from the side bookcase. At this time, the book, bounded by the book in her hand, connected to the three-dimensional bookcase, was suddenly lifted off like wallpaper.

The guy without facial features immediately stopped and looked at her.

Marnie swallowed, and calmly gave him an unfriendly smile: "Goodbye, you villain."

She picked up the book vigorously, and at this moment the entire space was torn apart. The upper body and lower body of the person without facial features were immediately separated due to the severance of the space. In the same space as her.

Marnie watched those feet dissipate like smoke, and the other party had completely disappeared.

Marnie froze for a moment, then blinked again, and found that she was still in the bookstore just now, surrounded by people, staring at her dumbfounded when she climbed to the top of the bookcase, and picked up a book solemnly, as if facing Against thousands of troops.

The atmosphere is very awkward!

Marnie looked down, this bookcase was a bit unstable, why did she feel that the bookcase she saw was shaking...

"Dole!" A voice suddenly came from the door.

Marnie looked towards the door, and Mr. Pound was stunned. The crutch in his hand fell to the ground uncontrollably, and then his face turned red. He didn't know whether he was angry with her or what.

"As a lady, how can you climb on the bookcase! And how did you climb up!"

"I, I don't know..." Marnie didn't know whether to laugh or cry. To be reasonable, this bookcase is at least [-] centimeters taller than her. How could it be that she could climb up if she wanted to? She said in embarrassment, "Don't talk about this Come on, help me, Mr. Pound, I can't go down, Mr. Pound!"

"Hey, you are making things difficult for me," Grandpa Pang De was at a loss with his fat belly, "I, I can't reach you either..."

He was in such a hurry, but Marnie felt embarrassed, coughed twice to express that she was fine now, and then tried to divert the whispering laughter of others, yes, it seemed that the whole world was condemning her as a person who went out without taking medicine Neuropathy.

It doesn't matter, anyway, she is used to it by Wade.

Lucky cats are fearless.

Marnie bent over tremblingly and sat on the bookcase, just about to jump down from here with her eyes closed and her teeth clenched, but she didn't expect her waist to tighten suddenly, and then she was supported by someone.

She opened her eyes wide in surprise, and when she lowered her head, she realized that there was a tall guy standing in front of the bookcase, looking at her expressionlessly with his chin raised, as if he was looking at a mentally handicapped person.But with such a tall bookcase, he could easily reach her by raising his hand, as if hugging her down from the bookcase was as easy as holding a book.

Marnie: "???"

what's the situation!

The other party reached out to support her waist, and in full view of everyone, he carried her off the top of the bookcase and put her on the ground in one go, then stared at her with his head down.

gas!atmosphere!one!Spend!Embarrassed!embarrassed!none!Compare!

Is it discriminating whether she is crazy or short (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

"Are you..." Marnie asked with a trembling voice.

"Ma'am, you broke into a place you shouldn't, but luckily you got out by yourself." He glanced at Marnie, took the book she was clutching tightly in her hand, and flipped through it, Shaking out a pitiful dollar bill, he raised his eyebrows, "So it's because of it?"

Marnie took the dollar bill that trembled into a QAQ shape with fear, carefully placed it in her palm, and then said with a strange expression: "Just now that was...you, your territory?"

"It can be said that," he looked around and found that no one was paying attention to him. He did not know where to conjure a red cloak, and the cloak hung on his back automatically and lightly. You have to be careful, tsk, don't make trouble for me with your money."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cloak took him out as fast as a gust of wind on the ground. Marnie twitched the corners of her mouth, but found no one around.

Make sense!So metaphysical!Are you blind!

While she was stunned, Grandpa Pound in front also came over in a panic, pulling her to look left and right: "My God, you didn't go to that place just now—oh, my God, fortunately you Back to normal - stay away from that long-faced magician from America, they are all scary, not normal people."

We are not normal people either...

Marnie continued to be dumbfounded, but what did he say?Magician?