Lin Hao: This is gambling.

I'm gambling with the healing technique in my head.

If Sun Xu is really cured, it can be regarded as a great joy, even if Sun Mengling writes off that incident, it can be regarded as compensation for her, after all, it is a woman,

Besides, the Xuyi Gang, as a gang that dominates Dongcheng, will cure their boss, this benefit will not be less, at least it will make their future road much smoother.

However, Lin Hao also has an attitude of trying, if it fails, it will be a big deal to teleport and escape.

"Cut. Sun Mengling glanced at him with disdain, and said coldly: "Do you think I will believe you? Do you think you are a miracle doctor? I warn you, if you spread the news that my father is here, a nameless corpse will be thrown from the South Gate Bridge tonight." ”

After speaking, as soon as he shook his hair, he twisted his sexy and hot waist and turned to leave.

Lin Hao made a helpless look.

Forget it, those of them, let's die, what's the matter of labor and management, don't want me to govern, brother is not rare.

Before he was reborn, Lin Hao was also a figure on the road, although he was just that kind of low-level gangster, but the news was still well-informed, he vaguely remembered that three years later, Sun Xu, the boss of the Xuyi Gang, seemed to have suddenly hung up.

He died suddenly, without warning.

Now it seems that there must be some kind of disease.

After Sun Xu's death, the Xuyi Gang soon collapsed under the siege of the Bamboo Union Gang and the Tiannan Gang, and Nansha City changed from the original three-legged stand to a two-man hegemony.

I don't know the specific Lin Hao, and these have little to do with him.

"Hey, Sun Mengling, I'll regret it then, don't beg me to treat her!" Looking at Sun Mengling's distant shadow, Lin Hao shouted unwillingly in the back, and then turned on the elevator again and walked in.

"Cut, you can really pretend, if you really have the ability to cure my father, Miss Ben will kneel and lick your toes. ”

The elevator doors were about to close, and the words came into my ears.

Lin Hao smiled, threw the cigarette butt in his hand, and trampled the spark out with his foot, "Little beauty, you just wait to lick your brother's toes." ”

At this time, it is already evening, and the fiery red sunset reflects the whole world in orange.

I took a taxi with the remaining 20 yuan in my hand, followed the familiar route in my memory, and returned to the small suburban house that my parents left to me before they died.

The house is only on the first floor, covering an area of about 100 square meters, the decoration is very ordinary, very simple, and there are no superfluous things outside, only some cheap clothes to dry.

Not many people live in this area, except for a few familiar neighbors, most of them have moved to the city.

Entering the empty room, looking at the quilts and clothes that had been neatly arranged, I couldn't help but smile, and that beautiful and lovely figure appeared in my heart.

She is a girl who lives opposite her, also studying in Nansha No. 1 High School, one grade lower than Lin Hao, every morning when she is about to go to school, she can always see a little beauty rushing into her room, helping herself to fold the quilt and clothes, every day after school, you can always see a little beauty, washing all her dirty clothes and smelly socks.

"It's been a long time since I've seen this little girl..."

Lin Hao had a knowing smile on his face, after he dropped out of school in his previous life, he rarely saw her, and he rarely returned here, especially after graduating from high school, she was admitted to Tunghai University with her excellent grades and her own ability.

Separated from the two places, Lin Hao changed his phone number several times, and basically did not return to this small house, and the two did not contact each other since.

Before she left, the little beauty seemed to kiss herself, and said, "Brother Lin Hao, wait for me." ”

Lin Hao didn't know anything before, but now, after going through so many things, if he didn't know her mind, he would be a fool.

"Yunyun..."

With a mutter, he threw his chaotic thoughts out of his mind and lay on his back on the bed.

The next moment, his consciousness entered the heavenly court.

......

The time of the heavenly court is synchronized with the nether realm, and the heavenly court at this time is also evening.

I just don't know, do immortals also need to sleep? Lin Hao had this question in his heart.

Damn, what are you doing so much, let's find a way to leave the Nine Heavens first.

Subconsciously, Lin Hao once again focused his attention on the Jade Emperor.

At this time, in the Lingxiao Palace.

The Jade Emperor sat on the golden dragon chair, supporting his face with one hand, his face expressionless, as if he was thinking about something.

Immediately, he sighed and shook his head.

"Damn, labor and management don't have so much time to watch you in a daze. Lin Hao scolded secretly, looking for a new target.

Well... What about Chang'e? What about the Seven Fairies?

While thinking about it, the Jade Emperor's next move attracted Lin Hao's attention.

I saw him wave his sleeves, and the golden long sleeves swept through the air, which was natural, this was an ordinary action, but in the hands of immortals like them, something magical happened.

Golden characters appeared in the air along the sleeves of the Jade Emperor, like elves, lined up in an orderly manner.

These words are all ancient texts, and Lin Hao doesn't know any of them.

However, what is in the hands of the Jade Emperor is not a useless thing after all, it may still be some legendary cultivation method.

Or... Copy it up first?

If you want to do it, you can do it, and quickly return to consciousness, pick up a pen and paper from the bedside, pull over a stool, and put the paper on it.

At this time, the Jade Emperor was looking at these astronomys intently, and it happened to give Lin Hao time to copy.

Lin Hao's hands are also relatively stable, and the handwriting is also good, at least let people see clearly what kind of thing is written on it.

What is more troublesome is that you must first glance at the golden ancient text in the air, and then return to your consciousness and write it according to the strokes you just remembered.

Fortunately, it took twenty minutes to copy down the entire golden ancient text word by word, not a word of which was lost, the Jade Emperor had not taken back the ancient text, and also gave Lin Hao time to check it.

Here's the problem, though.

I don't know which dynasty these words belong to, so how can I translate them?

By the way, wasn't Yunyun Xiaoniezi's grandfather an archaeologist before? It seems that he is still a very prestigious archaeologist, so it stands to reason that he should know these words.

"Brother Lin Hao!"

Suddenly, a pleasant female voice came from outside the house.

(There are not many collections, ask for tickets.) ）