Long Mo was walking alone on the street, and suddenly the mobile phone rang, it was a text message from Wu Xiao, he quickly replied, and just after returning the text message, an unfamiliar phone number appeared on the mobile phone, which was an MMS message.

The MMS message was a photo of the second uncle, and the second uncle's face was all injured, but soon another text message was sent, and it was still the same strange text message, which said: "Boy, I have escaped, don't worry, if possible, leave Chongqing as soon as possible and take everyone with you." ”

It is best that the second uncle escaped from danger, and he sent a text message back, reassuring the second uncle that he is the only one in Chongqing now, and everyone else has left Chongqing.

"Second Uncle why does he want us to leave Chongqing as soon as possible, is there something that can't happen?"

He put his phone in his pocket and touched the contents of his backpack, which he bought before getting on the train yesterday, in order to carry a box with a round sky, and he still doesn't know what is in the box.

He thought about it, stayed in Chongqing for a while, and saw what would happen, he knew that it was a blessing or a curse, a disaster that could not be avoided, and it was a disaster, which would happen sooner or later, and leaving was not a solution.

He found a hotel to stay in, took out the box in his backpack, the box became colorful, very beautiful, if this box was placed in the house, it must be very beautiful, it can simply be fluffy, add a lot of fun.

The box was placed in front of him, and he took the box and looked it up and down, but he didn't know how to open it, there was no lock, and there was no gap.

"Fuck, how could this box be so weird? How do you open it? I really don't know why the ancients had so much time to study these things, and they didn't have any patents. ”

He was thinking, this box should not be a simple thing in ancient times, I don't know if it was made by that master, it was really from the Ming Dynasty? He has such a question in his heart, he knows that there is an emperor in the Ming Dynasty who likes carpentry, and he doesn't go to court all day, so he knows how to make carpenters, the Ming Dynasty is simply a great strange dynasty in Chinese history, the emperor either likes to soak his feet or likes carpenters, and he also likes to use eunuchs, and if he doesn't perish, it is simply unreasonable.

However, looking at the shape of the box is not the style of the Ming Dynasty at all, but it seems to be with the help of a little foreigner's stuff in it, like something from Tibet, but it is a bit like something from Inner Mongolia, he really can't figure it out, he can't open the box, he can only put the box up, looking at the golden silk brocade holding the box.

This piece of brocade has been in the sarcophagus for so many years, and now it is still spotless like new, whether it is breathability or luster, the workmanship is very meticulous, very careful, the thickness of the gold silk is uniform, and the ratio of brocade has reached the best requirements, and the four corners of the brocade are woven with gold wire into the pattern of the green dragon and white tiger Vermilion Bird Xuanwu, the pattern is lifelike, "This is simply a royal thing, I'm afraid there are few emperors who have used this thing." ”

Long Mo was a little reluctant to put down this brocade, and slowly, he found that the eyes of the four divine beasts were all looking at the middle of the brocade, but there was nothing in the middle, only a blank space made of brocade and gold wire.

He was even more puzzled, "There is nothing in the middle, why are their eyes looking here?" It's a shame that such a good thing has failed in this way. ”

But he thought that there must be some intention to do this, he put the box on the flattened golden silk brocade, so that when he put it, he felt a lot more reasonable, when he took the box away, he felt a little wrong, he found that the eyes of the four divine beasts did not look at the middle of the brocade, but each in one direction.

"What the fuck was my eyes spent? This thing is woven of gold wire, is it possible that it has come back to life? ”

He didn't believe that he had seen flowers with his eyes just now, how old he was now, his eyes often looked at flowers, and it wasn't that he couldn't see anything when he was old.

Slowly, he discovered the problem, that is, because he stared at Jinpa for too long, his eyes appeared a kind of aesthetic fatigue, and when he looked at things too much, he would feel as if the thing had become a three-dimensional thing, and it would move.

He put Jinpa aside again, no longer looking at Jinpa, and after a while, he took Jinpa in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, "Huh? What the hell is going on, how come their eyes change direction when they look at Jinpa every once in a while? It's really strange, only when I find the second uncle and ask him what the hell is going on, maybe the fat man will know something when he comes back. ”

Now he had no clue, let alone opened the box, which was most likely carved out of a piece of wood, meaning that it was solid inside.

He shook the box, and there was a clanging sound inside the box, which negated his inference, that the box was hollow and that there was something inside.

"What the hell is in here? Why did Zhao Kailai and them desperately want to get it? The fat man must have wanted to hide the contents before, and he must have broken that idea because the box couldn't be opened, and finally took a risk to see if Zhao Kailai would be fooled.

He couldn't find a clue, he had to wrap the box again with Jinpa, put it in the backpack, he looked up, only to find that it was already dark, the outside was lit up by the dim street lamp, put the backpack under the bed, he took a deep breath, felt his eyes dizzy, and his stomach rumbled and began to protest.

"It's already night, it doesn't feel like long to look at the thing, why is it getting dark?" He took out his mobile phone to check the time, but there were two missed calls and more than sixty unread text messages, one of the two calls was from Wu Xiao, and the other was from the fat man.

He thought about it for a while, and called the fat man first, and the fat man seemed to be very happy, of course, the opening remarks were to scold Long Mo first for what he was doing, and why he didn't answer the phone before getting to the point.

"Raw, you know? Born, really born, a chubby son for nothing. ”

Long Mo felt inexplicable, "What was born, you gave birth to a son, do you have a woman's equipment?" You also gave birth to a big fat boy? You can't make it yourself, are you full of children and grandchildren? ”

"I'll rub, it's Ruowu's wife who gave birth, you know how heavy it is, I don't know, eight and a half pounds, it's too damn powerful."

Long Mo then remembered that when he left, Ruowu's wife arrived at the time of delivery, but he didn't expect to give birth in only two days, he was very happy, maybe he knew that his grandfather was very sad now, and he was anxious to come to this world to make his grandfather happy.

"yes, that's really nice, by the way, did you have a name, send me a picture and let me see if he looks like his mother or his father."

The fat man said that he would send him after the call, "Fatty, are you okay?" ”

"Lao Tzu is good, I look at the young little nurse sister all day long, don't mention how happy I am, I asked for someone's phone yesterday, don't say it, I'll give her a big phone, when will it go out, it's done, hehe, I suddenly found that my fat man is still very attractive, you are an idol, I am a powerful person."

Long Mo's face was black, this fat man really had nothing to take to heart except for that mouthful.

The fat man hung up the phone and soon sent the MMS message, the baby in the MMS and Nan Ruowu wanted to do it very much, especially the eyes, but the nose was very similar to Nan Ruoli's, the small eyes were squinted, and the hands were tightly clenched into fists, and the fat was very cute.

Saving the photo on his phone, he began to open the text messages that Wu Xiao sent to himself, the content was that I miss you, why don't you reply to me, I think you think about it, there will be a stream of heat spewing out there, do you want to see it or not.

Long Mo flipped through the text messages and shamelessly hardened, it seems that this girl will taste the fun after the first time, and she will not forget the feeling of pain and happiness for a long time.

Long Mo hurriedly sent her a text message, and Wu Xiao immediately came back, seeing that he hated that Li Yunheng or something after returning home, and wanted to leave the house to find him.

Long Mo deserves to comfort her, let him wait a little longer, and when the matter is over, he will go to him, and he chatted late, and finally directly changed to a buckle chat, Wu Xiao took a lot of photos, all of which are inappropriate for children.

At ten o'clock in the evening, he comforted Wu Xiao to sleep obediently, and didn't think about anything, only then did he remember that he hadn't eaten yet.

He hurriedly called and ordered a takeaway, flipped through his mobile phone randomly, clicked on the button, and saw that Wu Xiao's avatar had been pressed, and he opened the web page, but he didn't know what to do, so he had to open the album and flip through the photos inside.

When he turned to the photo of Nan Ruowu's son, he was happy in his heart, "This little guy, his grandfather must love him to death." ”

He looked at it, and felt that something was wrong with this photo, but he didn't know what was wrong, and after looking at it for a while, he found that next to the baby, something like a faint smoke formed a human face, and if he didn't pay attention to it, he couldn't see it at all.

This face is very familiar to him, isn't this Zhao Kailai's forced face? How will it be in the photo? "It's not good, it's dangerous."

He felt a fluster, Zhao Kailai turned into a ghost, right next to the baby, what was he going to do?

He hurriedly called the fat man's phone, but he was always on the phone, and he was talking more than a dozen times.

"It's all about you spicy next door." He hurriedly looked for the phone book again, hoping to find Nan Zhengji's phone, his hands were actually shaking, he was very nervous, if this baby really happened again, then Nan Zhengji would be completely desperate in this world, and the rest of the time would be soaked in grief, a person withstood the first blow, the second blow, but could not withstand the third and fourth blows, and there was a limit to what people could bear in their hearts.

But unfortunately, there is no phone number for Minami Jeong-hime in the phone book......