127 Psychic Stone Balls

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I rubbed my numb nose and said to Wu Zun, "Master, do you know the psychic stone ball?" The tape said that the eight stone balls left by my grandfather were psychic stone balls, and with the prophecy bone, the future could be predicted! ā€

Saying that, I told Wu Zun in detail about the things in the tape, and told Wu Zun that Yuxiang, who was pierced through his heart by stalactites, may not be dead!

Wu Zun shook his head: "Psychic Stone Ball? I've never heard of it, but it's the first time I've heard this name since I entered the Tao. ā€

"Could it be that this stone ball is really mysterious?"

I found the eight stone balls and put them on the table to look at them carefully, but after looking at them for a long time, I didn't see anything.

The fat man took the two pre-spiritual bones left by my grandfather and said, "It is said that if we put them together, we can learn about the future, but now I don't see anything, and we don't seem to be brain-dead!" ā€

I understood what the fat man meant, he was doubting the truth of what Yuyang said in the tape.

I said categorically: "It's impossible, if it's just to shake us off, just say that there is the truth somewhere, just let us pass." It's all your fault, I have to smash zombies with a tape drive, now it's okay, it's impossible to listen to it again. ā€

Dongfang Yu and Mo Jun had already understood everything, looked at the two things on the table and said, "Is it possible that you need to soak in water?" Or burn it with fire? I've seen this in novels and martial arts movies! ā€

"Don't talk nonsense, we just have such resources, if there is a problem, it will really be useless."

Wu Zun smiled bitterly: "I really didn't expect that so many things would happen in a short period of time after knowing you, hey, there is a certain number in the dark, it seems that only God knows." ā€

"By the way, master, the tape says that Yuxiang doesn't seem to be dead, if he doesn't die, can you guess what he will do next?"

"Didn't you say that the tape has already told you that Yuxiang will follow Yuyang's footsteps? Then Yuyang's fourth visit is that, and this can be found in your grandfather's book. ā€

I nodded: "However, my grandfather's book only said that there is a stone statue of a flying eagle that will disappear, and the problem is that there is no stone statue of a flying eagle around Harbin City!" Could it be like the mysterious waterfall in the center of Longevity Mountain, which no one has ever discovered? ā€

Speaking of Longevity Mountain, I remembered the two-headed dog, I hadn't seen him for a few days, and I didn't know if it was okay or not.

What I didn't know was that in the Longevity Mountain at this time, the two-headed dog I was missing was barking at the dark clouds with its head up.

In the end, we still didn't say why, and everyone didn't have any tricks for these stone balls and prophecy bones, whether it was blisters or fire, we didn't dare to try it now, in case of danger, in this crowded Harbin City, it would definitely be known in an instant.

It was still raining outside, and there were still no customers in my small shop, so we were playing poker and discussing what to eat for the evening.

As soon as it came to eating, the fat man and Wu Zun, me, and I all felt hungry.

Early this morning, he was dragged by Wu Shaohua to Beicheng to find the body, and when he came back, he went to Gu Yongfeng's house before his butt was hot, and he was trapped in the painting for three hours, plus the vicious fight with the two little zombies, several people were even more tired.

Besides, after going back and forth through the whirlpool of the painting twice, we had already vomited the contents of our stomachs, and now that it was nearly four o'clock in the afternoon, it was impossible for my stomach not to protest against me.

But now that it's raining, the takeaway must not be ordered, and even if someone delivers it, it is estimated that it will be almost drenched by the rain, so it is better to close the store and go to the barbecue restaurant across the street to make a living!

Fortunately, the rain was not too heavy at this time, and a few people found a few umbrellas and went to the barbecue restaurant across the street.

While eating the meat skewers, I shouted to the boss with satisfaction: "Master Yang, this meat is roasted well today, are you changing the seasoning again!" ā€

Master Yang is a middle-aged man with a big beard, quite fat, a little bald on his head, and he does look a bit like a Mongolian, but those who are familiar with him know that this Master Yang is actually an authentic villager of Mengniu Village, Harbin City!

Master Yang laughed: "Oh, Young Master Yue's mouth is Diao, and I can eat this ingredient in one bite, hehe, you can eat more today, you have to give me a good cheer!" ā€

My identity as the young master of the Yue family is nothing new to the people nearby, and they are also happy to let me eat and drink, but I usually give money, rarely on credit, even if I pay on credit, I will let the fat man pay back the money for me.

I slapped the table and said heroically, "Okay, give me another fifty skewers!" Oh, another barrel of beer! ā€

Chef Yang chatted with me while giving me the skewers, and when he put down the fragrant meat skewers, he saw two cotton balls stuffed in my nose: "Yo, are you sucking powder?" ā€

I hurriedly took off the cotton ball with a slight nosebleed, threw it aside and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I knocked my nose, this is just an ordinary alcohol cotton ball, not a powder cotton ball of drugs." ā€

Master Yang smiled and said, "I still know Young Master Yue's character and personality very well, you can't touch anything with this, I'm just laughing!" ā€

I poured a beer for Master Yang and said, "By the way, Master Yang, I have to ask you something!" ā€

Master Yang was not polite, moved a chair and sat next to me, rubbed his hand from the oily apron, grabbed a sip of beer and said, "Just ask, our neighbors are easy to talk to!" ā€

"That's right, I received a package two days ago, just at the door of my coffee shop, you usually open early, have you ever seen a courier pass by! By the way, it's probably seven or eight o'clock! ā€

Master Yang shook his head and said with some hesitation: "Well, I haven't seen the express delivery, and I haven't seen the express delivery so early." ā€

I saw that Master Yang's expression was a little strange, as if he wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it, so he poured his cup full of beer and asked, "Master Yang, do you have anything to say to me?" It's okay, they're all friends, just say something! ā€

Master Yang touched a glass for me, drank the wine in the cup in one gulp and said: "Then I'll say, hehe, it's actually nothing, there have been a lot of strange things in Harbin recently, even if you are a wealthy son who opens a store outside, you have to be careful." Last night I saw someone pick the window of your coffee shop, it seemed to be a man, and the black shadow disappeared in a flash, you have to be careful, don't be a thief. ā€

"Huh? Who else dares to pull out the window of our store? It's against him, Lao Tzu killed him! ā€

The fat man was already drinking high, and he slapped the table and drank it.

I ignored the fat man and asked Master Yang, "Do you see clearly?" Is it an individual? ā€

"Well, I didn't see clearly, I was sleepy at night, and the street lights were broken last night, so I couldn't see clearly at all. But it's true that there's something lying on the window on the second floor of your coffee shop! As for whether it's human or not, I don't know. Hehe, it could also be a wild cat! ā€

"Last night? When is it? ā€

"There must be one or two o'clock, and there was still wind at that time, which is strange to say, last night's wind blew evil, and it made me feel cold."

"Oh, maybe it's a wild cat or something, or maybe it's a plastic bag. But thank you, Master Yang! ā€

I glanced at the ink army with a haha.

(To be continued.) (To be continued.) )