Chapter 39: Unreal
Back in the car, Lin Shiwen finally breathed a sigh of relief as if she was relieved.
She removed the hairpin from her head and let her long hair fall down.
Biting the rubber band in his mouth, his hands are tied into a horse's tail, and he is tied casually.
In every move, that glamorous temperament, against the backdrop of a better figure, is vividly displayed.
Yang Li smelled the elegant fragrance, looked at Lin Shiwen Zheng, coughed hurriedly, and turned his gaze to the window.
Lin Shiwen tied his hair and said to Yang Li: "Yang Li, I didn't expect you to have such an insight into jade, it is really condescending for you to stay in the auction hall before this." β
"What's the matter, I don't know much about it."
Yang Li turned around when he heard this, and said modestly.
Lin Shiwen smiled: "No matter what, I have to thank you for today's events." β
"Remember what I told you about the reward for you?"
Yang Li nodded and looked at Lin Shiwen curiously.
"Let's go, there's a private dish in front, I'll invite you to dinner."
After speaking, Lin Shiwen drove the car and took Yang Li to the private restaurant.
The two sat in the box and ordered a few signature dishes.
Soon the waiter served two hot dishes and two cold dishes.
"I'll treat you today, you can drink a little."
"By the way, as handsome as you are, there should be a lot of girls who like you, right?"
"What do you think of me......
"I'm kidding you, eat quickly, I'll send you back when you're done."
At this time, Lin Shiwen and her in the western restaurant showed completely different looks.
Just when Yang Li once suspected that he was going to be subjected to the unspoken rules, the dinner was over.
Nothing happened to the two, and after eating, Lin Shiwen drove Yang Li directly to the residence.
Back to the rental house.
Yang Li took a shower in the bathroom, dried his hair, and lay naked on the bed.
Recalling what happened today, Yang Li thought of the dragon head seal.
When I turned my head, I saw that the box with the dragon head print was on the bedside table.
He sat up, opened the box, and took out the glazed Wanjia Huangzun dragon seal from inside.
The dragon head seal is held in the hand, it is very weighty, and the streamer flashes, and there is a different kind of beauty to the naked eye.
But just as Yang Li was observing the dragon head mark, suddenly, a burning sensation came from his palm.
It is like an iron imprint on the palm of the hand, and the fire is burning and unbearable.
"Shhhh
Yang Li took a painful breath.
The scenes that appeared in the Xiaoxiang Teahouse flashed in my mind in an instant-
Like a slideshow, a montage of fragments flashes by.
Dragon's Head Printββ
A masked face with blue fangsβ
The dragon head print flashed with colorful streamers, slowly floating-
The screen flickered faster and faster, and with it a severe headache!
"My head...... It hurts......! β
A trace of pain flashed in Yang Li's eyes, and he subconsciously wanted to put down the dragon head seal.
But after trying a few times, I found that the dragon head mark was like being adsorbed on my hand, and it was tightly sticky, and I couldn't put it down.
"What's going on!"
Yang Li noticed the strangeness of his subordinates and was shocked.
The pain continued, and then, a sound that seemed to transcend time and space sounded in my ears.
It was a deep, deep voice: Come inβ
The voice fell, and the pain in Yang Li's eyes disappeared.
He collapsed on the bed, staring at the ceiling with a slightly glazed gaze, motionless.
At this time, it was as if the consciousness had entered a cloud of illusion.
The darkness stretched infinitely in front of him, endlessly.
Yang Li saw a vague phantom appear in front of him, and he could only see a little outline.
But I felt a sense of familiarity inexplicably.
This person...... Where do you think you've seen it?
Yang Li walked forward, trying to go around to the front to see the phantom clearly.
As a result, no matter how he went, the phantom was still in front of him as if it had never changed.
Suddenly, four more objects appeared in front of him, all of which were covered by light.
Only the dragon head print of one of them can be seen.
...... faucet print?
Yang Li was startled, and quickly rubbed his eyes, that's right, it was the dragon head mark.
"Why is the dragon head mark here?"
Yang Li looked at the phantom in front of him in surprise: "Who are you?" β
There was no answer.
Yang Li was very puzzled, stretched out his hand to grab the dragon head mark, and the moment his hand touched the dragon head mark.
The phantom spoke, and the voice echoed through the void, spanning time and space.
"Remember, make good use of its abilities, and don't let them disappear from the world......"
"Who the hell are you?!"
Yang Li was startled, screamed, and immediately sat up straight from the bed.
The illusory image in front of me disappeared, replaced by a small room covered in putty.
Yang Li was stunned, and when he saw the dragon head print resting on the bed, he suddenly came back to his senses.
At this time, the whole person was as if he had just been fished out of the water, soaked and sweating profusely.
"Call for ......"
Yang Li let out a long breath, with some doubt in his eyes, and said to himself, "What happened just now?" Is it dreaming? β
Yang Li rubbed his head and couldn't figure it out, the picture just now was so real.
He still clearly remembered the details, the phantom that never moved, and the four light clusters juxtaposed with the dragon's head seal, as if the thick voice that crossed the space.
He remembered it all clearly.
But right now, apart from dreaming, Yang Li couldn't explain what he had just done.
But there was one thing he remembered very well, everything revolved around the dragon head print.
Is it because of the dragon head print......
Yang Li muttered in a low voice, reaching out to pick up the dragon head mark for inspection.
But the moment he raised his hand, he faintly felt something strange on his hand.
Yang Li flipped over his palm and looked down.
At this glance, I was suddenly stunned.
Yang Li looked at it in disbelief, only to see that the word dragon seal appeared on his palm.
The font is bright red, and it actually floats a few inches on the surface of the hand.
Yang Li stared at the word dragon seal, and for a while, he seemed to see a flying dragon in the nine heavens that exuded colorful streamers.
The flying dragon soared through the nine heavens, shuttling through the misty thunder and lightning.
A thunderbolt that illuminated the black mist like day, and the flying dragon had no fear, and let out a dragon groan, rushing straight into the thunder.
The thunder light instantly collapsed, and the flying dragon was arrogant for nine days, with blazing eyes like copper bells, staring directly at Yang Li.
Yang Li's face was suddenly shocked, and he looked at the word "Dragon Seal" in his hand, and was speechless for a long time.
The clock hanging on the wall had come to a standstill, and after a few moments it suddenly began to spin again, and the minute hand turned seven times at great speed.
Even Yang Li himself didn't expect that in the short moment just now, seven hours had passed.
Yang Li woke up and said in shock: "I didn't dream, the illusory shadow in the illusion, the dragon chant just now, are all real......!" β