Looking at the flashing red at the top of the website, Lin Zhihui's eyes widened slightly, as if he heard the sound of money falling into his pocket.

pinched his thigh hard, Lin Zhihui couldn't help but gasp.

It really hurts.

It's not a dream.

Lin Zhihui suppressed his excitement, grinned and reached out to take out his mobile phone, wanting to check the balance, but his mobile phone was also antique-level, and the speed was comparable to a broken car pulled by a cow, even if he was anxious, the progress bar was still spinning unhurriedly, and there was no response for half a day.

The 5,000 yuan is in hand, the first thing is to change to a better mobile phone, Lin Zhihui secretly decided, for him now, this is a huge amount of money, with this 5,000 yuan, he can also buy himself a new computer, if there is still money left, go and eat, God knows, he has not opened meat for three months, and he has almost forgotten what meat tastes like.

I also have to call Lao Li, you can't just think about yourself as a man, without Lao Li's help, he would have been on the street a long time ago.

Lin Zhihui thought wildly, and the mobile phone finally entered the SMS interface, except for two advertisements for the celebration of a certain store, there was also a reminder notice, and there was nothing.

Is it system latency?

Even if your phone is in arrears, you can also receive text messages.

Lin Zhihui quit the SMS interface without giving up, re-entered, and waited for a long time, but there was still no movement?

This is not scientific, the reward is obviously instantaneous, and the larger amount is just a drizzle for them, so it is impossible to deduct his small 5,000 yuan.

Just when Lin Zhihui was about to call and ask customer service, he heard someone shouting his name.

"Teruko. Li Ping stood in the aisle and waved at him.

Lin Zhihui glanced at the computer and said to Li Ping: "If you have a fart, let it go, I'm busy." ”

"Less grinding, there is your express. Li Ping yelled.

Li Ping's appearance didn't look like a joke, although Lin Zhihui was puzzled, he still walked over with his mobile phone: "What the hell is going on? You have to be reliable to make up nonsense, I just came to you today, where did I get any courier?"

"I want to ask you. Li Ping pushed him and squeezed his eyes: "You kid can do it, you are so poor that you are about to eat, and you still have money to buy things." ”

"I didn't buy anything. Lin Zhihui said angrily, he was still thinking about the five thousand yuan, thinking about calling quickly to confirm, he couldn't be greedy for his hard-earned money: "What the hell are you doing, tell me quickly." ”

"I said it, courier. While speaking, the two had already walked to the door of the Internet café, and Li Ping raised his hand and pointed: "Hurry up and take it for me, holding such a thing at the door, it is simply ruining the image of our club." ”

Lin Zhihui rarely didn't talk back, his eyes widened and he looked at the uncle standing outside the door and the one-person-tall cardboard box beside him.

On the outer packaging, it is a bewitching blonde beauty, as if she is afraid that people will not understand, printed with sensational titles such as "equal proportions, perfect copy", as long as there are people with eyes, no one does not know what is inside?

Lin Zhihui walked over in a state of confusion, received the meaningful gaze of the courier uncle, confirmed that the mobile phone number was correct, the courier uncle handed him the courier order, looked him up and down, and said with emotion: "This thing is very expensive, young people now, I am really willing to do it." ”

"Huh. Lin Zhihui's face trembled, squeezed out a stiff smile, and quickly signed his name.

"Don't worry. I've been waiting for so many days, and it's not bad for a while. The courier uncle stuffed the big box with the beautiful woman in his hand, turned around and left with the list.

Lin Zhihui stood in place, only to feel that the eyes of the entire Internet café seemed to be focused on his body, this box was as high as him, if he took back Li Ping's fate, he would have to cross the Internet café hall and accept the baptism of everyone's eyes, he couldn't afford to lose this person, he only hesitated for a second, then picked up the courier and rushed out of the Internet café door.

When Li Ping, who was standing next to him, came back to his senses, Lin Zhihui was gone.

The back alley of the Internet café.

Lin Zhihui stood on a pile of garbage, laboriously dismantling the express.

The carton looks very thin, but it is very strong, Lin Zhihui has used all his strength to eat, and he can't tear it open, fortunately, this back alley is a garbage dump, everything is broken, he turned out half of the saw blade, cut the rubber strip on the package, tossed for a long time, and finally opened the box.

Inside is not an artificial beauty with a plastic bag, but a small carton that is exactly the same as the outer packaging, Lin Zhihui patiently continued to dismantle, and the inside is still exactly the same small carton.

"Damn, what kind of neuropathy is this playing Lao Tzu. Lin Zhihui cursed in a low voice and kicked the scattered cartons on the ground hard, but his curiosity had been aroused, so he could only resign himself to continue to unpack.

Ten minutes later.

After opening nine boxes in a row, before Lin Zhihui's patience was about to run out, he finally saw the true face of the express.

A tall wooden box with a deep red surface carved with gold patterns.

"Is it an antique?" Lin Zhihui didn't care about being angry at this time, and carefully lifted the lid of the box, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.

What appeared in front of him was neither lustrous jade nor exquisite porcelain, but a half-foot-thick book, comparable to Cihai, with three simplified characters written in Song style on the cover: "Manual." ”

Underneath the three words of the instruction manual is a shallow groove with a red thread the thickness of a pen lead.

Lin Zhihui picked up the red thread with his hand, and nothing happened, this is an ordinary red thread used to weave Chinese knots, and it seems that the quality is not very good.

More and more sure that someone was playing a prank, Lin Zhihui grabbed the red line and opened the manual.

It's full of dense fly-headed letters.

There are all people who know it, and all of them are traditional characters, and they can't understand a word.

Lin Zhihui immediately thought of that strange comment, the ID is an old man under the moon, and he is quite professional, and he does a full set of acts. I really thought I was a moon old, and there was a matching red line.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhihui remembered the end of the comment, although it was still half-written and half-white, but he could understand it, so he simply turned the manual to the end, and sure enough, he saw a few sentences.

"To sum up, this is your tip. ”

After that, all tips will be sent in kind, and the amount of tips in the book review area is for reference only. ”

"This thing is called the red thread of the old man under the moon. ”

"Potency: Normal. ”

"Duration: three days. ”

How to use: Hold the red line in your hand and recite the other person's name three times in your heart to take effect. ”

"Precautions: It is important to know the appearance and real name of the person being operated. It can only be used by the recipient himself/herself. ”