The loss was so great that I couldn't buy it back for any amount of money. The more I thought about it, the more distressed Lin Jiusheng became, and he simply put the mirror aside and didn't dare to look at it.
Lao Qian was making a lot of things for Lin Jiusheng and cooking chicken and duck soup. He knew a little bit about the situation on Lin Jiusheng's face, and even sighed at him.
Yangshou, this is fate.
The old money didn't bother Lin Jiusheng, so he put the soup on the table, and Ding Yi 37 asked him to remember to drink a few sips.
After saying these words, Lao Qian raised his footsteps and walked outside.
After Lin Jiusheng saw that the old money was gone, he took the fire candle dagger from the pillow with his backhand, and took a closer look at the fire candle dagger.
Lin Jiusheng found that the fire candle dagger flashed with a light, and then it became dim.
The fire candle dagger looked rusty before. Now when I look at it, the rust on the fire candle dagger has fallen off. Although it is still a bit rusty, I picked it up and cut the fire candle dagger towards the table. The horn was cut in half instantly.
Lin Jiusheng sighed in his heart, really sharp.
This fire candle dagger must be a demon dagger, otherwise how could it be possible to run the blood of living people as nourishment.
The more he thought about it, Lin Jiusheng took a deep breath and quickly put the fire candle dagger under the pillow.
Two days passed in a blink of an eye. For these two days, Lin Jiusheng stayed in the room, except for going to the bathroom and leaving the room, without taking a step.
Just like the ancient girl, guarding his boudoir.
In the past few days, his head has improved slightly. At first, Lin Jiusheng felt that his head was about to burst. The inhuman pain almost made him faint.
At the same time, I knew in my heart that this must be a sequelae from the fire candle dagger.
In the past two days, Lao Qian has acted as a babysitter, and has taken care of Lin Jiusheng, which moved Lin Jiusheng for a while.
"Lao Jiu, do we have to get up and work? If we don't work, we will have no food to eat." Lao Qian put the food on the table as usual, patted Lin Jiusheng on the shoulder and laughed.
Lin Jiusheng turned over and saw the old Qian's hippie smiling face, his heart sank slightly, and he quickly stood up.
In the past two days, Lin Jiusheng also learned about the economic situation of Lao Qian
Besides, I have to say that this guy is really sad.
The other day I bumped into someone and was squandered the money, but yesterday was even more unlucky. I hooked up with a girl on the Internet, and soon an appointment was made. I didn’t expect to be jumped off by a fairy. After the photo was taken, I was waiting for the old money to enter the set. .
This can make the old money very angry, but can only give them the money.
When he walked out of the hotel, Old Qian carried his hands on his back and sighed heavily, "The heart is not old, and the heart is sinister!"
If you are not working, you will have to take out the coffin seller.
Seeing the old Qian's hard-working appearance, Lin Jiusheng opened his mouth and wanted to tell him about his lack of money, but when the words came to his lips, he stopped talking.
With his bad body, if this is said, the old money has to strangle him, so he can only bear it.
"Bring your little book here." Lin Jiusheng said to the old Qian.
"Okay." The old Qian was so well-behaved that Lin Jiusheng wanted to punch him.
I have to say that in the past few days, Lao Qian has searched for a lot of information, and has received several good incidents, and the prices are all good.
What interested Lin Jiusheng was the problem of an old man who had an accident. This old man had a fox face.
This kind of supernatural event is rare, and it makes Lin Jiusheng a little bit in his heart.
Seeing that he was staring at the little notebook, Old Qian hurried over and chuckled at Lin Jiusheng. He held the pen in his hand and said, "As long as it is solved for this old man, the price given by this family is very generous. We can make a fortune."
"Look again." Lin Jiusheng did not agree, and continued to flip through the notebook.
Old Qian would be really wronged if he didn't work as a secretary. These things are very neat.
"Is there any news from Zhou Xin?" Lin Jiusheng put away the little book, and did not say anything about the matter.
The old money nodded, "Yes, I said you are not in good health these days, let her wait a few days."
"Oh?" Lin Jiusheng gave the old money a blank look, probably because he was worried that he would not be able to make money if he was busy.
"Should I call her over?" Facing Lin Jiusheng's eyes, the old Qian felt a little guilty in his heart, and he quickly spoke.
"Old money, I told you that the Maoshan Secret Art is very important to me, and now I finally have some news, I can’t
Give up, otherwise what my master thinks of me, if he knows that you have prevented me from searching for the Maoshan Secret Art, I guess he will be so angry that he will come out of the underworld and choke you alive. "Lin Jiusheng said, with a deep breath.
Old Qian only felt a chill in his back, and a scene of evil spirits seeking revenge appeared in his mind.
"Can't I go now?" Old Qian swallowed his saliva and dared not stay in place anymore. He quickly took out the phone and made a call first.
The call was quickly connected, and Zhou Xin's voice came from the phone.
Lao Qian asked Zhou Xin to come and say that Lao Jiu's body is recovering well.
Zhou Xin said a yes, and immediately hung up the phone.
After resting for two days, Lin Jiusheng felt that his health was much better. Before that, he felt very uncomfortable all over his body. It was really uncomfortable to be swallowed by the fire candle dagger.
Unless his life is threatened, Lin Jiusheng vowed that he would never use this kind of thing, it was terrible.
Zhou Xin's efficiency was very fast. She came to the door of the shop all of a sudden. Listening to the sound of the car stopping, Lin Jiusheng hurriedly looked in front of her.
Seeing Zhou Xin walking slowly, and seeing that Lin Jiusheng didn't have any serious problems, she nodded at him: "The body recovers quite quickly."
"Are you willing to tell me Maoshan's secret technique?" Lin Jiusheng said solemnly.
"Say while walking, get in the car." Zhou Xin pointed at Lin Jiusheng and said inside the car.
Lin Jiusheng asked Zhou Xin to wait for a while, then quickly turned around and walked behind him, bringing the peach wood sword and disc, and indispensable things like magic paper.
"Miss Zhou, can you honor what I told you before?" Lao Qian stretched out a big face and said to Zhou Xin.
Zhou Xin got into the car, took out 20,000 yuan from it, and threw it towards the old money.
Seeing Lin Jiusheng frowned slightly, the old Qian hurriedly explained cheerfully: "That is the mental protection and medical expenses Ms. Zhou gave you. I think it's a discount for my friend's face."
Old Qian didn't dare to tell Lin Jiusheng that he asked his grandma to sue his grandfather for the 20,000 yuan and let Zhou Xin take it out.
Zhou Xin thought that it was true. After all, this matter was only entrusted by her. Besides, 20,000 yuan, for Miss Zhou, it's really not money.
(End of this chapter)