During the day, he took Jin Jiajun and the Xia family to search for the ruins of Solomon's First Temple in the Holy City, and frequently attended dinner parties held by Hebrew celebrities in the evening, during which he met many top tycoons and legendary hidden giants.

Four days later, Zeng Zimo sent Jin Feng a hand-drawn sketch.

The sketch shows an eagle catching a large fish that is struggling.

Jin Feng smiled when he saw it.

The five Ospreys have been disassembled into parts and shipped back to China, and Zeng Zimo has received them.

The matter was over, and Jin Feng flew to Malaysia on an Israeli flight on the same day. After a small reunion with the 7th ancestor at the airport, transfer to the next stop.

Jin Feng brought the seventh ancestor an equity transfer letter worth 20 billion Daolang.

The shares of these world-class enterprises will inject new vitality into the Bao family, even if the Bao family is penniless by external forces in the future, with these secret shares, the Bao family can still be a hidden wealthy family that lasts for ten generations.

"Brother, can you help me propose my kiss when you are shrimp?"

"I can't stand the loan brother, the little evil girl beat me again the day before yesterday. ”

"My father-in-law, he doesn't see me at all......"

"I'm so miserable......"

"Brother, don't go, where are you going......?"

With a little amusement and depression, Jin Feng stepped on the plane and flew straight to his next destination.

You don't have to worry about your own safety now.

During the days spent searching for the ruins of the First Temple, the Saint Lo family and the Holy City went to the dilapidated cabin in the First Empire to attend a Sacred Round Table initiated by a certain dignitary.

The Saint Lo family assured Jin Feng that they would warn the Freemasons sternly. Jin Feng is going to find the Golden Ark of the Covenant that has been lost for 3,000 years for the Saint Luo family. If Jin Feng goes wrong in any way, it means an all-out war between the two sides.

The Holy City promised Jin Feng that they would raise the matter of the Ark of the Golden Covenant at a roundtable.

According to what the two forces told Jin Feng, the Norman family is even more bound to get the Golden Covenant Ark. And the only hope that the world can find the Golden Covenant Ark is only in Jin Feng.

Until they find the Ark of the Golden Covenant, they will never touch half of Jin Feng's hair.

Arriving at his destination late at night, Jin Feng casually looked at the old airport facilities and couldn't help but smile contemptuously.

Look at the short buildings that are not even as good as the third-tier cities in China, and they are even more disdainful.

"This is dog fighting!?"

On the third day after the typhoon, the whole city could still see some devastation.

It rained all night, and the banana trees in the yard rang all night.

The thunder in the sky was still letting out a low roar, spreading over the city through thousands of layers of rolling gray white clouds.

The huge Ferris wheel in the distance has become an ethereal mark in the rain and mist, which is the greatest pride of the city.

In the dim morning, the vicissitudes of the city, the quiet shop, the dense leaves of the betel nut tree in the small yard were washed green by the rain.

The low-rise houses were in decline in the rain, and the rain dripped down the old house of the last century, hitting the moss-covered bluestone slabs, like a house in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Sister. The guests got up. Hurry up and give the guests betel nut. Try our own betel nut, but it's the best one. ”

The glutinous women's voices echoed in the courtyard, and the little girl in revealing clothes smiled friendly at the mainlanders who had only checked in late last night, and gave them the betel nuts made at home.

"Thank you for your hospitality! I had a great stay. ”

The big bill of two hundred Daolang was pushed to the proprietress of the small inn, and immediately drove away the dark clouds on the heads of the two mothers and daughters in the mother-daughter store.

"Guest, where are you going, ask my little sister to accompany you......"

"It's not busy, it's not busy, we're not busy, just have me alone at home. My little sister used to be a tour guide. Let her accompany you wherever you go. ”

The proprietress of the small inn couldn't help but shove her little daughter to the side of the high roller, and the little sister of the Lu family was a little twisted, but she said boldly: "I'll accompany you." Don't bully me. ”

"Lu Kezai. ”

The black and thin Lu Kezai smiled lightly, picked up the big bag and went out with his head held high.

The little sister of the Lu family, who was dressed in coolness, glanced at Lu Kezai's thin back and curled her mouth, belching twice: "Where are you going?"

"It's raining. You don't even want an umbrella, do you?"

"Wait for me!"

"Tell you to wait for me. Stinky Land Guest ...... Ah no, I didn't call you ......"

Similar to the narrow streets of third-tier cities in China, the road surface is slightly old and mottled, and there is almost no space in the crowded arcades.

There are still dense spider web-like wires and optical fibers on the head, and there are rows of coffee, milk tea, betel nut shops, and fly restaurants and grocery stores.

The quiet streets are unusually cautious even when the cars slide, and the faces of the people passing by are confused and confused......

The rain has been falling, and the chill is blowing up, and occasionally passing by the small restaurant to smell the familiar smell is a common characteristic of a nation.

After eating Danzi noodles, which are said to have a century-old history, drinking local unique papaya milk tea, and then going to the corner of the train station to wrap five drawers of Xu Ji steamed dumplings, eating all the way, and buying two bowls of Fengyi noodles on the way......

Passing by the huge Ferris wheel with a diameter of 50 meters, walking past the low white house, looking at the painters who were working in the white house, casually picking up a picture and throwing down a 100-yuan bill and turning away.

When the painter was about to pick up the 100 yuan bill, the little sister of the Lu family, who accompanied the black and thin Lu Kezai, snatched the 100 yuan bill like a fly, threw two 500 yuan local coins to the painter, and yelled at the painter: "I am his tour guide, you dare to charge my guests a hundred Daolang?"

"When I don't know the market, right? It's too ambiguous, and the head shows funny. ”

The young and young little sister of the Lu family proudly took a hundred Daolang, bit her lip beautifully, and thought about how much difference Lu Kezai had earned along the way, and clenched her little fists happily.

It's so heroic. It takes 100 knives to buy a bowl of Danzi noodles, 100 knives to buy a bowl of Fengyi noodles, even to buy papaya milk tea, and 100 knives to buy a box of cigarettes......

I don't think I've ever seen him have change.

Could he be Ma's father's brother?

He must be a super super rich man.

This time it's dead.

If I can stay with him for three days, I will be able to earn my college tuition.

Trench Lu Zai, I must earn your Dao Lang!

I have seen the ancient city wall and city gate cave of the Zuoying ruins that were built in the 64th year of Kangxi, and have been advancing in the rain along the way, and when I passed by the Confucian Temple, I didn't even look at it and jumped it directly, and went straight to the port.

After half an hour of cold sea breeze blowing in the old port, and half an hour of messy light rain, I turned around and went back to the city.

The black and thin passer-by boy along the way was like this cold ice rain, and he hardly heard him say anything other than thank you.

The strange black and thin Lu Kezai's strange behavior made the little sister of the Lu family have a very strong curiosity about the person in front of her.

He seems to have been to the city before, and he is very familiar with the old ruins. Just now at the ruins of the left camp, he was able to point out the missing east city gate of the left camp ruins.

This is a place that even Director Wang Houqi and Master Shen Zijing have been looking for for many years but have not found.

He pointed it out without even looking at it.

The archaeological team next to him didn't believe him and blamed him, but he left without saying a word.

Also, he didn't even look at the Confucian Temple, which is one of the top ten attractions here.

When I asked him why, he only said a word of rubbish.

By the way, and how did he know the original location of the old dock. I forgot yes.

What a strange person. Well.

The moats are all so weird.

"Where is this?"

A cold and cold sentence made the little sister of the Lu family wake up, looked left and right and said, "Ahhhhh I'll take you to see the lotus pond. ”

"There's a lot of good food there. ”

"Military Village!?"

Lu Kezi raised his head slowly, took off his sunglasses, and his eyes stayed on the few block letters of the Military Village Cultural Center hanging on the left side of the two-story bungalow for a few seconds, and strolled over.

Military villages.

That is the biggest scar of this small provincial island, and it is also the deepest memory and the most painful sorrow of the city.

When the million-strong division crossed the river, it was invincible all the way south, while the other side was defeated all the way...... I want to talk about "Picking Up Leaks" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~