only cared about eating, drinking, and having fun, and almost ruined the property left by his father.

Should I say that the youngest son is too confused, or is the junior too superb? After thousands of years, mankind's pursuit of power has never stopped.

Li Ranxiu walked to one of the glass cabinets, compared the original text with the translation, and guessed: "Is this what is written on it?" ”

Xu Zixian clenched his fists and gurgled: "It's so fast..."

Li Ranxiu tried her best to see the cultural relics in the glass cabinet, she put down her backpack, and half of her body was attached to the cabinet, using the faint light source to identify these ancient words word by word.

The mysterious ancient book of Western Xia was finally about to show its true face, Xu Zixian involuntarily held his breath, the tip of his nose sweated slightly, and spewed out one breath after another of white air to the monitor.

However, the camera shook for a moment, and finally focused on the boxy base of the glass case.

Xu Zixian's face turned hideous for a moment, he slammed his fist on the desk hard, and his eyes shot at Dong Xi, who was shaking like chaff: "Dead stupid!" ”

It turned out that Dong Xi sewed the GPS and camera into the mezzanine of Li Ranxiu's backpack, and seeing the duck flying in his mouth, Xu Zixian couldn't help but get angry, pointing at her and scolding: "Crazy line!" ”

Dong Xi was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, kowtowing again and again: "Lord Bishop, Lord Bishop, I didn't mean to, I really didn't mean to..."

Among the people present, no one expressed any objection to this title, but in the face of Dong Xi's fear, a slight sense of superiority flashed on the faces of this group of people.

At the critical moment, Lao Qi was a little calmer: "Young master, there will be a chance in the future." ”

Xu Zixian gritted his teeth and glared at him with difficulty, as if the wandering camera had also taken away his remaining physical strength, leaning on the boss's chair, motionless.

"Ding—"

A sharp whistle came out of Xu Zixian's pocket.

Lao Qi stepped forward, carefully took the mobile phone out of Xu Zixian's pocket, and offered it with both hands.

Xu Zixian raised his head and glanced weakly-

"This is a discovery that belongs to all of humanity, and I am proud of you. Dr.Finch”

He withdrew his gaze, a ho-ho laugh in his throat, and a glimmer of life in his dead fish-like eyes.

……

Ke Xiaoxing firmly believes that as long as he seizes the opportunity, a girl with mediocre qualifications will eventually usher in spring, and a girl who is not good-looking can also catch a blind golden beetle son-in-law in the vast sea of people. She dreams of becoming the heroine of the city, so she can gnaw more than 70 episodes in one go, two-thirds of which are nonsense feature-length TV series, just to wait for the moment when the heroine becomes a queen.

Ke Xiaoxing believes that she will also succeed, she will gain both wealth and fame, she will go to Beijing in surprise, and she will spend the second half of her life beautifully and decently.

Even if she's just an ordinary nurse in a general hospital.

Ke Xiaoxing looked for a night of purchasing in Hong Kong City, and finally found a satisfactory one, she clicked on the photo on the homepage of the store, and said to herself: "This one looks quite reliable..."

The shopkeeper poses for a photo with a big smile on the side of the road, and the sign "WINDSOR Windsor" is installed in the background. Starting point Chinese

Ke Xiaoxing's index finger moved, and he was about to chop his hands, when the phone on the nurse's desk rang, and the jingle bell was endless.

"Who's on duty today? Hurry up and pick it up! ”

The iron frame bed creaked, and the attending doctor yelled angrily, because the telephone ringing of the external line and the internal line of the hospital is different, and the external phone call means that there is a new patient.

Ke Xiaoxing, accustomed to being used as a punching bag, shrugged his shoulders and got up to answer the phone.

She forgot to zoom out on the page, and there was a picture of the owner of a treasure shop on her computer, with the Windsor sign in the background.

More than 20 years ago, the Royal Castle was not called the Royal Castle, but the Duke of Windsor Building, and there were no luxury shops at the door, and there were no tourists who loved to spend their lives, only a tall and ancient marble wall that existed during the Japanese occupation.

"If you don't want to change, just wait for the dead."

A young girl with a neat ponytail and a maroon dress of cotton and linen, almost blending in with the late autumn, pointed in front of the marble wall, surrounded by a bunch of idle people, no one could understand the girl's northern accent, but they did not dare to move, for fear that the fox that appeared for no reason would take her life.

In the early hours of this morning, the workers in charge of scrubbing the walls found that seven fox heads appeared on the wall, and the foxes had different expressions and very strange faces.

The paper can't hold the fire, not to mention the seven fox heads that are extra out of thin air, after dawn, passers-by have stopped and watched, where has the security department seen this kind of battle, as if facing a great enemy.

It just so happened that Feng Yilan was passing by, and it was just a kind reminder, who expected to tear off the last fragile and pitiful little nerve of the security department, who was responsible for speaking Cantonese Mandarin, and the machine gun seemed to be bursting endlessly: "I'll tell you, there is a price to be paid for spreading rumors!" What to see, there is nothing to see, go fast, go fast! ”

Feng Yilan sneered: "Rumors? I'm idle and have nothing to do to make rumors! ”

A low dragon roar came from the sky.

She glanced at the anxious crowd: "In the land of the three wars, the seven stars are moving north, and there will be trouble in the northeast, just these two days." ”

Most human feelings are not connected, except for fear, even if no one can fully understand Mandarin, fear still spreads like a virus, women hug their children tightly, turn heads to ears, and men's faces are grayer than clouds.

Duan Yacheng stood at the end of the rabble, his collar and cuffs folded neatly like a knife.

"It's too heavy to kill." , Feng Yilan glanced at Duan Yacheng's metal prosthetic leg and asserted, "You can't die well." ”

The right corner of Duan Yacheng's mouth twitched.

"I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about your daughter." , Feng Yilan, with her proud height of 1.75 meters, kicked away the person in charge, took three steps and made two steps, and forced Duan Yacheng in front of him.

Compared with Duan Yacheng, she was still a little shorter, and she could only stare at the other party's chin and speak: "Don't think that you will be fine if you live past the age of five, if you really want to keep her, cancel the birthday banquet and go back to Beijing to eat fast and chant Buddha, maybe it's still too late." ”

Duan Yacheng still had the serious demeanor of a soldier, and only the Adam's apple rolled uneasily.

Feng Yilan leaned against the stone wall with her arms folded: "It's okay if you don't believe it, when your daughter wants to do something, come to me again." ”

After she finished speaking, she walked away, and Duan Yacheng didn't stay.

After listening to the story, Yuntian's admiration for Feng Yilan entered a new realm: "That old martial artist... What happened? ”

Feng Yilan stood in front of the signboard of the royal castle, holding a glass of Hong Kong-style hot mandarin ducks, her ponytail had long been burned into air rolls, and she no longer wore a dress exclusive to little girls, stepped on stiletto heels, and matured a lot, as long as she didn't speak, she was harmless to humans and animals, and she couldn't see the appearance of the desperate Sanniang before.