Bruce McChung smiled and said, "You seem to be in good spirits!" Good recovery. ”

Gao Yuanyuan realized that it was Mai Xiaolong who saved him last night.

After Gao Yuanyuan washed up, Mai Xiaolong carefully diagnosed her again, and nodded, "Well, it's not a big problem." It's time for me to go, too. You remember to give yourself this medicine, and this pill, take it at night before going to bed. Make sure you're alive within three days. ”

Gao Yuanyuan looked grateful, "Then can I go to work now?" ”

After hearing this, Mai Xiaolong's face darkened for a while, "What kind of class!" You can't do too strenuous exercise for three days. ”

After instructing Gao Yuanyuan a few more words, Mai Xiaolong left. When leaving, he also borrowed Gao Yuanyuan's Harley-Davidson motorcycle.

In the morning, the business of the Xingyun Tea House is not too good, and it can even be replaced by desertion. At this time, in the Xingyun Tea Society, a shopkeeper was yawning sleepily, looking listless.

With the roar of a motorcycle, Mai Xiaolong parked the car firmly at the door of the Xingyun Tea House, and then got out of the car and walked in.

Shopkeeper slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the door.

Seeing that it was Mai Xiaolong, the shopkeeper seemed to have suddenly fallen into an ice cave in his sleep, and suddenly woke up, he immediately stood up, and then greeted him with a smile.

"It turned out to be Mr. Mai, how did Mr. Mai have time to come here? If you want to come, give me a call and I'll find someone to pick you up! The shopkeeper said enthusiastically.

He Xingyun Tea House is a stronghold of the Flying Pigeon Gate, since the Li father and son were transferred out because they offended Mai Xiaolong, this has become the territory of the crows, and even the shopkeeper has been replaced by an outer disciple of the Flying Pigeon Gate.

This is all Shen Qianhong's meaning.

And Mai Xiaolong, naturally, became the guest of honor here. When the shopkeeper saw Mai Xiaolong, it was naturally as if he had seen his ancestor.

"Hmm. Is the crow there? Mai Xiaolong asked lightly.

The crow also has a certain status in the Flying Pigeon Gate, and is a deacon disciple of the inner hall. If the deacon disciples are purely in terms of status, they are not too high, but Feigemen is an organization to inquire about intelligence, and the rights of deacon disciples are far more than what they seem.

"Yes, yes, our boss is here." The shopkeeper hurriedly said, and then led Mai Xiaolong to a private room, and served a good cup of tea with his hands and feet, and then said, "Mr. Mai, you wait a while." ”

This private room is the best existence of Xingyun Tea House, the furnishings in the private room are ingenious, and the tea is even better tea, which is the kind that is difficult to buy with money outside.

After a while, the crow was disheveled, but he hurried over.

As soon as he walked into the private room, Mai Xiaolong smelled a fragrance from him. It was the smell of rouge gouache on a woman's body. Looking at the crow again, his expression was also a little sluggish, and Mai Xiaolong immediately understood.

"Hahaha. How did Mr. Mak think of coming here so early in the morning? The crow walked up to Bruce McT's side and said respectfully.

Mai Xiaolong smiled, "Coming to you, of course there is something to trouble you." ”

Raven nodded, "You know our rules here, too. Before Mr. Bang, it was for the sake of the name of the Dharma Protector. If we inquire about the news here, we will pay for the value of the news. ”

Mai Xiaolong nodded, "I naturally understand this. ”

Flying Pigeon Gate can help himself so much for free, Mai Xiaolong is already grateful. "Money is not an issue," he said. ”

"I don't know, what news does Mr. Mak want to get?" The crow asked at this time.

Mai Xiaolong thought about it, and then took out a piece of paper from his body. The paper was painted with something brown that resembled ordinary clay. He smiled and said, "Some time ago, I heard that there is a treasure called the sand of life, which is what it looks like on paper, I want to ask, is there such a thing as the sand of life recently?" ”

The thing drawn on this paper is the sand of life depicted in ancient books, and Mak Xiaolong also believes that the sand of life does exist, because since it is mentioned in ancient books, it means that it has appeared.

But in this society, whether there is such a thing or not, Mai Xiaolong can't say.

After all, this ancient book has a long history, and with the passage of time, many things have disappeared in the long river of history.

"Oh? Sands of Life? The crow muttered, then looked at the paper again. In his opinion, this is just an ordinary lump of mud. But since it is what Mai Xiaolong is looking for, it is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.

After thinking about it, the crow shook his head and said, "I'm just a deacon disciple of the Flying Pigeon Gate, and I really don't know about this. So be it! I'm going to contact someone at headquarters, maybe there should be one in the database. But in terms of price, you are looking for something, and it is a rare thing, so you need to pay 200,000 yuan, and we only provide information, what does Mr. Mai think?"

"Two hundred thousand!" Mai Xiaolong was taken aback, the fee for this pigeon gate is inevitably too expensive! Just want to find out a piece of news, it costs so much money?

Seeing that Mai Xiaolong's face changed, the crow immediately smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Mai, this is still because of Shen Protector's relationship, if you change to someone else and want to explore this kind of thing, at least 500,000!" I also know it's more expensive, but it's definitely worth the money! ”

Mai Xiaolong's heart was dripping blood, and he thought to himself, aren't you a pit person? However, when he thought of the spirit beast space, he gritted his teeth and said, "Two hundred thousand is two hundred thousand!" ”

Then he took out a bank card from his arms, and then put it on the table with a painful face, "There are 100,000 yuan in this card." When the news comes out, I will naturally make up the rest of the money. ”

"Good!" The crow smiled and nodded, and without any objections, put the bank card away.

"Give me a week, and after a week, whether you find the Sands of Life or not, I will take the initiative to contact you." Raven said.

Mai Xiaolong nodded, this stretch of hand cost more than 100,000 yuan, and he was not happy in his heart, so he stood up and walked towards the outside of the private room.

"Mr. Mai, won't you sit down for a while?" The crow was stunned.

"Don't sit down, I still have something to do." Mai Xiaolong thought to himself, the hundred thousand are gone, what else is there to sit here and drink tea leisurely! He walked out with a depressed face before getting on his motorcycle, when he received a phone call.

This novel is from Reading Rim