"Slow down." Ye Qing suddenly whispered, "Don't be so fast. ”

It has been half a month since I went to the Wright Hotel to participate in the auction, and taking advantage of the sunny weather, Ye Qing took Rong Sheng to the gymnasium to ride a bicycle.

She pushed the car to the parking place next to her, sat down, looked up at Rong Sheng again, and then turned her face to Wang Dali, who had been waiting for her for a while.

Before Wang Dali could speak, she had already guessed his intention.

"Xiao Shuo seems to be a year older than Rong Sheng?" Ye Qing unscrewed the water bottle and raised his head to take a few sips.

"Yes." Wang Dali unconsciously opened his mobile phone and flipped through a few photos of Wang Shuo before he was sick, the last one was taken in the ward the day before yesterday, the child was smiling brightly, with a healthy flush on both sides of his cheeks, and he was holding a big doll bear in his arms.

In half a month, Wang Shuo and the queen mother miraculously got better, obviously they were diagnosed with organ failure, and a critical illness notice was issued, and the hospital told the family that they could not be treated, but in the end they got better inexplicably.

"Rong Sheng is only four years old, and he looks about the same height as Xiao Shuo, if you take care of him carefully, he looks good." Wang Dali said very naturally, which parent doesn't want to hear others praise his child, and as he spoke, he took out a card from his bag: "Miss Ye, you saved my family, I can't repay it for the time being, but I must return the money from the last auction to you." ”

"You're here to give me this today?" Ye Qing didn't answer, tightened the bottle cap, and raised his eyes to look at Rong Sheng who was riding a bicycle.

"In addition to this, there is also the matter I said last time I asked for you, just the sword."

Ye shook his hand lightly and turned his face sideways to look at him.

"The sword was taken away by Mr. Xiao of the Xiao Group." Wang Dali didn't sell Guan Zi either, and he could see that Ye Qing cared about the sword very much: "In recent years, Xiao always likes to collect antiquities, and occasionally gambles on stones, and I met him twice a few years ago." ”

"Xiao Kesheng." Ye Qing half-held his chin thoughtfully, while Wang Dali continued.

"Not long after he got the sword, he transferred it to HK as a birthday gift from his father-in-law, so the sword should be with Mr. He."

Until Wang Dali left, the card in his hand could not be returned, Ye Qing said that since he had received the original stone, there was no reason to collect his money again.

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After 28 days, it's time to go back to antiquity.

When Ye Qing and the three of them walked out of the light gate, they obviously felt that something was wrong.

As soon as they landed in an open field, in a few seconds, the faces and necks of the three of them were covered with a dense layer of sweat beads, and after a few seconds, the sweat beads dripped down like rain, and they looked like they had just come out of the sauna.

It's still winter in Jinghua City, and the place where they appear is summer, even in summer, there shouldn't be a high temperature close to forty-five degrees!

Ye Qing's house has heating, even if the three of them are wearing only one piece of clothing, it is also hot and sweaty in an instant, not only stuffy, but also dry throat, the whole air is very dry, there is no trace of wind, the three of them seem to be standing in the kiln factory that burns bricks, the heat is breathless, the clothes on their bodies have become slimy, and they are uncomfortable.

Ye Qing hurriedly cast a spell to put a protective film on Rong Sheng's body to isolate this abnormal temperature, and then changed his clothes in line with this era by the way. She and Hu Yingfeng are much more adaptable than ordinary people, but they can quickly self-regulate.

This kind of heat can't help but make people irritable.

Ye Qing's gaze quickly swept to the corner of the wall beside him, and there was no vegetation except for a dry weed.

There was a tree not far away, and there was only the trunk left, Ye Qing also noticed that the bark had been stripped off, from beginning to end, there was nothing left, and the whole body of the tree seemed to have been drained of all the water.

The ground is so yellow and white that people can bring sand under their feet when they walk by.

"We're not going to fall into a desert city, are we?" Hu Yingfeng was so hot that he fanned the wind with his hands.

"It's not." Ye lightly pointed to a few buildings beside him, which were clearly in the style of a small city in the southwest of ancient China, which was far from the structure of a desert city.

Several people turned into a side alley, only to hear a woman's crying.

Walking up the wide main street, you can see a woman sitting in the doorway wiping her eyes, she is indeed crying, but there are few tears in her eyes, passers-by see this scene, many cast pity on them, and then hurried by, as if they had no time to care.

In fact, there were very few pedestrians on the road, Ye Qing magnified the entire spiritual sense, and she could even feel that the city was very empty.

When he walked to the main street, Ye Qing found that there were no children and young adults here, and the people he saw were either older women or old people.

Since there were no children or young people, Ye Qing and the three avoided attracting attention and walked into a narrow alley.

Ye Qing took the water and gave it to Rong Sheng: "Replenish water." ”

Rong Sheng took a sip, suddenly turned his head to look into the narrow alley, he took a few steps inside, and stopped at the entrance of the alley.

It was a gap between the two walls, about a meter wide, and the bricks at the top blocked the sun, and the bottom of the alley was dim, which should be much cooler than the outside.

And Rong Sheng was in the darkness and saw a pair of eyes.

Ye Qing followed, and when she got closer, it was an old woman, she had a shriveled face, her lips were white, and her skin was peeling, and there was no expression on her face, but her eyes flashed with longing.

The old woman looked at the crystal clear water in Rong Sheng's hand, and she swallowed her saliva unconsciously.

"Give." Rong Sheng handed her the water glass.

The old woman didn't catch it immediately, she looked at Ye Qing behind Rong Sheng, and saw that she also nodded, so she stood up and held the strangely shaped container with both hands.

She first dipped her lips in a little water, moistened the skin of her lips, then opened her mouth, drank a small sip, and in just one sip, she returned the water to Rong Sheng.

"Take them all."

"I can't do it." The old woman drank the water, her face looked much better, she hurriedly shook her head and pushed the water back, but looking at the clear water, she asked cautiously, "Can you leave a sip for my old man?" ”

Rong Sheng nodded, the old woman got up slowly, and she led the three of them to the next room.

"It's been months and I haven't drunk such clean water." The old woman poured some water into her clay pot, and when she saw the clear water, she could not help but take another sip, and then covered it with another large bowl, and took the bowl to a corner and hid it.

The three of them waited quietly for the old woman to put the jar away, and were about to ask about the situation, when there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside the old woman's house, and someone rushed in.

"That's them!"

A woman pointed at Ye Qing and the others, but her eyes were staring at the half cup of water in Rong Sheng's hand, her eyes were full of greed.

She had just seen them bring water to the old man, and she hadn't taken a sip of water all day.

"What a guts! Where did you steal the water? ”

Standing next to the woman was a woman dressed as a soldier, who looked vigilantly at Rong Sheng, who was holding half a glass of water in her hand, holding a spear and pointing it at the three of them.

All the wells in the city had long since run out of water, and the people had to rely on the soldiers to send water once every two days to survive. Each person can only receive two bowls of water, such as this mother-in-law's wife, who went to the city gate to line up to receive water before dawn, but he has not come back until now.