And those blood relatives of Wen Junzhi, don't mention it.

The two of them are indeed each other's only relatives.

Bai Zhou comforted, "Mr. Wen, why don't you find a girlfriend?" Every woman in the family who knows cold and hot is still not good, and when you get married and have children in the future, you will have your own relatives."

Wen Junzhi's face darkened.

He truly believed in her wickedness.

He straightened his face and said very seriously, "Xiaozhou, I don't have that kind of worldly desire."

Bai Zhou was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "It turns out that Mr. Wen is the same as me, and he thinks that love is unreliable. That's right, love is indeed unreliable, the so-called "supreme to the sun and the moon, the closest relatives to the sparse husband and wife", when the husband and wife are good, it is just that, if it is not good, it is almost the same as the enemy."

"So don't indulge in love, it's better to have a good career!"

Wen Jun said solemnly: "That's right, my dream is to open more mines, open bigger companies, and work for more people, so that the old can rely on the young, and the young can find jobs, so that the world will be more prosperous." As for love, love, love, I'm not interested in it at all."

Bai Zhou was moved and said, "Mr. Wen really has great ambitions! Whatever is of use to me, just ask, and I will definitely help."

Wen Junzhi immediately held her hand, and his face was awe-inspiring: "Xiaozhou, let's continue our office, when I deal with the affairs of this tungsten mine, everything is on the right track, and we can return to China, and then we will work together to help more people in need!"

Bai Zhou nodded vigorously and said, "Okay, Mr. Wen, let's work together!"

Wen Junzhi's heart finally gave birth to a trace of joy, and he quietly compared a "yes" in his heart.

It's good, I finally deceived Xiaozhou...... No, if you convince Xiaozhou, he can often be with her justifiably in the future.

"But, Mr. Wen, let's find our way out now." Bai Zhou said, "Although we are occult masters, and our vitality is stronger than ordinary people, there is not enough oxygen here, and if we stay here for a long time, we will be dizzy and finally lose consciousness."

Wen Junzhi came back to his senses and said, "Are there any useful things in these treasures of ours?"

Bai Zhou said, "Mr. Wen, how do you know that I have specially found a useful treasure?"

As she spoke, she held a boxy metal compass in front of him like a treasure.

"It's ...... Sinan?" Wen Junzhi exclaimed.

Bai Zhou nodded: "And this is Sinan, which is produced in Cishan, and it is a treasure refined by a mysticist during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, which is specially used to find dragon points and acupoints, and to find feng shui treasures for people, both to find yang houses and yin houses, and to help mysticists find caves for practice."

"But that occult master later died in the war, and this Fang Sinan also disappeared."

"If we use it, we'll find our way out!"

According to the records of the "Ancient Mine Record", Sinan first appeared in the Cishan area during the Warring States Period.

It is recorded in the "Geographical Chronicles of the History of the Ming Dynasty": "There is a magnetic mountain in the southwest of Wu'an County, Cizhou, which produces magnetite."

Sinan originated in Cishan and later slowly developed into a compass.

Bai Zhou injected the aura into Na Si Nan, and the scale in Si Nan suddenly lit up with a faint light, and the spoon in the middle shook slightly and began to rotate slowly.

"Over here." Bai Zhou's eyes lit up and said, "The compass says that there is water and wind in this direction, as long as there is wind, there is a way out!"

The two were pleasantly surprised, and put away all the treasures on the ground, half for each person.

Wen Junzhi poured his aura into the Qiankun bag, and felt a strange sense of bonding, he blessed his soul, bit his index finger, and squeezed out a drop of blood.

The beads of blood fell down his fingers and dripped onto the bag.

Airplanes.

A faint golden halo rippled in the Qiankun bag, like a layer of water waves.

Wen Junzhi suddenly felt that he had a sense of destiny with this Qiankun bag.

Confess the Lord!

Bai Zhou's eyes widened, and he was surprised, "This Qiankun bag actually recognizes you as the master?"

Wen Junzhi asked, "Isn't it normal for Qiankun Bag to recognize the Lord?"

Bai Zhou said, "Of course not, that's the setting in the fantasy. The Qiankun bag is generally special, only the first owner can recognize the owner, after recognizing the master, only the owner can take out the items in it, if the owner dies, the treasures in the Qiankun bag will be destroyed, and although this Qiankun bag can still be used, but can no longer recognize the owner."

"If you can't confess the Lord, then anyone can take something from it, and murder and treasure will happen from time to time."

"Therefore, the ancient occultists of our Yanxia Kingdom don't like to use this kind of thing, but practice it to the bottom of their sleeves."

"The wealth in our sleeves is equivalent to opening up a small spiritual realm by ourselves, which is completely our own, and no one can take it away."

She looked at the Qiankun bag in Wen Junzhi's hand puzzled: "This bag obviously once recognized the first king of the Great Food Country as the master, how could it recognize the lord again?"