Before entering, Zhang Yang glanced back at An Mingyue and happened to see her wry smile.

Is there something unspeakable about her?

As soon as Zhang Yang walked in, he heard a sneeze inside!

As soon as I walked in, I saw Pang Maocai wiping his nose with toilet paper, which seemed to be a cold.

An Yunlong went in to take a look, smiled and said to Pang Maocai: "Brother Pang, I have already let you rest more, you see that you have a cold now, right?"

Pang Mao heard An Yunlong's words, snorted and said, "It's really strange, I don't have a cold anymore." ”

"Just take advantage of this cold, you should rest for a while. An Yunlong laughed.

"!" Pang Maocai has a strong relationship with An Yunlong, and often scolds like this.

As Pang Maocai spoke, he took out the Sanskrit book that Zhang Yang had given him, and brought a translation with him by the way.

"Old Pang, what is it talking about in this book?" Zhang Yang asked curiously, he also wanted to know what a Sanskrit book that was exchanged for system space was about.

Pang Maocai shook his head and said: "A bunch of nonsense, a book, just ......"

Zhang Yang was stunned, when he came yesterday, Pang Maocai still kept praising this book, why did it become a nonsense book today?

"Just what?" An Yunlong also felt strange in his heart.

"It's just that the person who wrote this book, is so proficient in Sanskrit. Pang Maocai shook his head as he spoke, "I don't know if I can reach this state in my life." ”

It was the first time An Yunlong heard him mock himself like this, and he was even more surprised in his heart.

He was arrogant, he had hardly served anyone, and he took the initiative to admit defeat today?

"Aren't you a Sanskrit master, why is he better than you?" An Yunlong asked cautiously.

"More than a little bit. Pang Maocai sighed, "The other party wrote a book in Sanskrit that he had learned." ”

"Although there is some nonsense, this realm is really beyond my reach. Pang Maocai sighed and said, "And at the end of that book, it was written when he was twenty years old!"

As soon as these words came out, except for Zhang Yang, who was still calming, everyone was in an uproar!

Only Zhang Yang knew that he had redeemed this from the system space, and he naturally wouldn't care who wrote it and when it was written.

"Brother Pang, are you sure you're not mistaken?" An Yunlong didn't believe what Pang Maocai said at all.

Twenty-year-old Sanskrit masters, even in the whole world, can't find a few, right?

"Maybe their native language is Sanskrit. Zhang Yang interjected and said, although he also knew that Sanskrit was already a living fossil in the language, but it was not excluded that the mother tongue of the person who wrote this book was actually Sanskrit.

Pang Maocai thought that Zhang Yang was comforting himself, so he sighed and stopped talking.

Zhang Yang took it out and translated it.

Pang Maocai did a very good job, and even wrote the title and table of contents of the book.

Then he opened the book, and his face gradually became solemn, no wonder Pang Mao said that this book was nonsense.

Topic: The Theory of Bad Luck

Chapter 1: What is bad luck.

Chapter 2: Why People Are Unlucky.

……

Zhang Yang looked down, and almost ten chapters were devoted to introducing things related to bad luck.

Then in the final postscript, there is the Confusion Mantra.

And the Chinese translation of the Mind Mantra is......

Zhang Yang stopped talking and put away the book directly.

No wonder Pang Mao is the expression, no wonder he would say that this book is nonsense.

Zhang Yang has a feeling that he bought a fake from the system space?

"Since there are such talents in society, I can also rest and rest. Pang Maocai said with relief.

"Brother Pang, are you actually going to rest?" An Yunlong was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly asked again, for fear that he would change his mind.

"yes, go to India, it seems that I haven't learned the real Sanskrit yet. Pang Maocai sighed.

When An Yunlong heard this, he stammered and didn't know what to say.

"Brother Pang, are you at this age, and you still want to go to India?" he said speechlessly, "You, you will go to ...... future"

"What, are you saying I'm old again?" said Pang Maocai, blowing his beard and glaring.

"Aren't you old?" Zhang Yang complained in his heart, these people who are almost eighty are still clamoring to go to India.

To learn?

You're not telling jokes, are you?

It turned out that Pang Maocai was really not joking, he took out his mobile phone and made a call to his secretary, and even booked a ticket to India.

An Yunlong knew his friend's temper, and what he decided couldn't be pulled back even if it was eight cows!

The four of them chatted for a while, and Pang Lao sent the guests off directly.

Zhang Yang saw this kind of master for the first time, and he couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, he didn't know how to describe Pang Lao, but he admired it from the bottom of his heart.

After coming out, An Mingyue found an excuse to leave, and An Yunlong also answered a phone call, had a business to discuss, and also left, leaving Yang and An Xingxing.

Zhang Yang also wanted to find an excuse to leave, turned his head to look at An Xingxing looking at him with a smile, and knew that it was impossible to leave.

"Uncle, I'll take you to play. An Xingxing stuck out her tongue mischievously.

Zhang Yang didn't know what to say, just because An Yunlong was drunk that time, she also called her uncle addicted.

"I'm not that old...... "Zhang Yang sighed helplessly.

When I first met An Xingxing a few days ago, the other party still looked disgusted, but now this situation is obviously not developing like this!

"Let's go, I'll take you to the biggest park in the capital to play. After that, she directly grabbed Zhang Yang's hand and called an online car-hailing car.

"Where are you going?" Zhang Yang also wondered, An Xingxing was so enthusiastic, it was a little unbearable for him.

"You'll find out when you go. An Xingxing said with a grin.

The uncle who was driving looked at the two of them through the rearview mirror, and sighed in his heart that it was good to be young.

The car drove to a park, which was the place where Zhang Yang met An Xingxing last time.

After Zhang Yang got out of the car, he looked at the familiar environment.

"How is it, are you familiar?" An Xingxing was like a little rabbit, bouncing in front of Zhang Yang.

"Familiar. Zhang Yang nodded, of course he was familiar with this scene, he paused and said, "Do you want me to recall my car?"

Zhang Yang almost didn't say that his car was kicked by you from here.

I thought that when she said this, An Xingxing would be angry with herself, but she didn't expect her to lower her head and laugh with a grin.

And at this moment, dozens of dark shadows came out of the woods.