Suppose that there is really a Divine Turtle Jade in the ancient tomb, and Feng Wanwan knows about it......

Lan Shuying began to think back to the plot she had received.

All the people who wanted to benefit from Feng Qiye were busy for the Divine Turtle Jade, but they had never explained, who got the Divine Turtle Jade in the end?

She was pretty sure that Feng Qiye got a piece in the end.

In the later period, Feng Qiye's physical condition gradually stabilized, and he personally admitted that it was because someone gave him a valuable gift. Apart from the Divine Turtle Jade, what else could have this effect on his illness?

There are also descriptions of an extra necklace around his neck and a tortoise-shaped pendant underneath his shirt.

That's a piece of ...... Complete, Turtle Jade.

Lan Shuying stroked the half of the jade pendant through the sweater.

Du Xianjun's half of the Divine Turtle Jade was exchanged from Feng Wanwan, and what happened after that?

The piece that Feng Qiye got, did someone else find him a complete piece, or was half of the Du family's jade restored by a skilled craftsman?

……

Whatever the situation, the ruined building was in front of her, and the archaeological excavation would soon begin, so she must take this opportunity to take a look for herself and determine what was in the tomb.

……

The wall clock ticked and ticked.

When the pointer finally jumped to a square that someone was used to, Meng Qingguang stood up.

At this time, there were only three people in the classroom: him, Lan Shuying, and Feng Wanwan.

As soon as he moved, Feng Wanwan immediately began to pack his things.

But she just walked out of the classroom after the two of them, and then stopped there and watched them leave—the girl knew what it was like to be overdone, and she was already active tonight, and she would be disgusted to come in again.

There's nothing wrong with this idea.

Feng Wanwan's life assistant walked over briskly from the other side of the corridor, ready to lock the classroom door.

The life assistant passed by Meng Qingguang, and Meng Qingguang frowned to give up half a meter of space, which was a little more comfortable.

This scene was not missed by Feng Wanwan, she stared at Meng Qingguang's shoulder, which was very close to the girl, and couldn't help but grit her teeth.

Why, why is he so close to Du Xianjun?

Feng Wanwan was very puzzled, because the private detective had already investigated Du Xianjun's background and experience, and she dared to say that she even knew this girl better than the neighbors of Du Xianjun's hometown.

She knew Meng Qingguang, but it was just a few simple mentions in Du Xianjun's information.

If it weren't for seeing a real person, Feng Wanwan really didn't know that there was such a person who could cause such a strong throbbing in her heart.

She wanted to get to know him, to be close to him, to make him willing to take the initiative to talk to her, and that she was the only one in her eyes......

"Who is she?"

Walking under the street lamp, Meng Qingguang's voice came from behind the scarf, muffled, and he could feel that he was not in a good mood.

Lan Shuying replied: "The new transfer student is called Feng Wanwan. ”

This question, he can give him an answer if he asks anyone who is a sophomore in high school, but with Meng Qingguang's subconsciously avoidance of social interaction, Lan Shuying feels that he will not ask anyone else.

"Oh......"

Meng Qingguang did not say his impression of Feng Wanwan.

Obviously, it won't be too good.

Because she crossed the line.

Meng Qingguang built a transparent wall to separate him from this world, and Feng Wanwan wanted to break into Meng Qingguang's world too early, her liveliness and cheerfulness would not cause Meng Qingguang's longing and throbbing at this time, but would make him uneasy, and even regard her as an intruder.

It was a familiar calm again, only the evening breeze whined.

If other high school students were here, they might discuss with Lan Shuying about the collapse of the dormitory building today, but Meng Qingguang wouldn't, he could even spread out a piece of scratch paper with no boundaries in his mind while walking, and silently wrote the steps and answers to the Olympiad math problems on it.

Except for the night when she first came to this world, Lan Shuying never broke the original owner's routine and rest rules.

Du Xianjun's schedule is so easy to understand, as long as you move the timetable shown by Meng Qingguang over, and then push back one minute at each moment, you can get Du Xianjun's habits.

Lan Shuying enjoyed Lao Du's love custard as usual after returning home every night, which made her favorability towards Lao Du grow day by day.

In order to maintain Du Xianjun's character as a scholar, she not only had to concentrate on listening to lectures in school, but also brushed up a lot of questions, and she never shirked when others came to ask questions.

This led to a consequence.

She found herself home with nothing to do.

In this case, it is better to practice martial arts.

Therefore, Meng Qingguang can see the table lamp on the second floor of the restaurant every night, but he must not know that there is no one under the table lamp who works as hard as him.

- The school bully girl opposite moved the desk to a different position.

lights, on as usual;

The door, locked;

People, sitting cross-legged on the bed, are practicing their internal skills diligently.

Milk Candy and Red Lotus are not there, Du Xianjun's family background is ordinary, and she has no reliable network, so the strength she can rely on in this world, except for these ghost pupils, is only martial arts.

Du Xianjun's bones are not good or bad, and they can enter her eyes.

chose not to be a top practice, because what she needed was a quick chapter - Du Xianjun's tragedy happened before the college entrance examination, and there was only more than a year to go, and she couldn't afford to slowly accumulate strength.

This technique comes from an intermediate martial arts world, both inside and outside, and the subtlety lies in transformation.

Maybe people like the little fat man will be full of praise for this exercise.

Because its essence is, to put it bluntly, eating.

Convert the energy of the food you eat into blood and qi, and then boil your muscles and bones, and this completes the introduction.

In order to cross this hurdle, the first test Lan Shuying faced was: how to avoid Du's mother's supervision and go to the kitchen to steal food and eat......

If the Du family is a couple, no, mainly Du's mother, has a harmonious relationship with Du Xianjun and eats things from their own restaurant, can it be called stealing???

But thinking about Du's mother's face of hating her daughter, and then thinking about the massive amount of essence and blood she needed to practice martial arts, Lan Shuying silently swallowed back that bit of resentment-even if it was her own father and mother, even if she opened a restaurant at home, I am afraid she couldn't help eating so wildly.

Could it be that her first step here is to start by making money?

Make money, eat, satisfy your stomach first, and then work hard to do the task?

Lan Shuying then thought of a move.

In the plot, after Feng Wanwan deceived the Divine Turtle Jade, didn't he find someone to forge the fake jade?

Now that the real jade is in her hands, don't look for anyone, her skills are also good, she can get some materials to make fake jade by herself, and let those black hands who are circling around the turtle jade eat the dog themselves? If it is done properly, she can also get a lot of money from it and take Grandma Du to live a good life.

Wait, thinking of Grandma Du, Lan Shuying frowned again.

This old lady's temper can be said to be very stubborn, if the old lady knows that the money is related to the turtle jade, even if the real jade is still in their hands and has not been lost, the old lady will not be able to pass the hurdle in her heart.

She'd have to find a way to get the money.

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