Memorandum of Understanding of the Heavens and Worlds

Chapter 3 Half Red Line
Looking at the flashing red at the top of the website, Lin Zhihui opened his eyes slightly, as if he heard the sound of money falling into his pocket.

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

It really hurts.

Not dreaming.

Lin Zhihui suppressed his excitement, grinned and reached for his mobile phone, trying to check the balance. Unfortunately, his mobile phone was also an antique, and its speed was comparable to that of an ox-drawn cart. Even though he was anxious, the progress bar was still spinning slowly. , there was no response for a long time.

When he got the 5000 yuan, the first thing he did was to change to a better mobile phone. Lin Zhihui secretly made up his mind. For him now, this was a huge sum of money. With the 5000 yuan, he could also buy himself a new computer. If he still had money left over, he would have a big meal. God knows, he hadn't eaten meat in three months and had almost forgotten what meat tasted like.

I have to call Lao Li. You can't just think about yourself. Without Lao Li's help, he would have been living on the streets long ago.

Lin Zhihui was thinking wildly when his phone finally entered the text message interface. Except for two advertisements for a certain store celebration and a reminder notice, there was nothing.

Is it a system delay?
Even if your mobile phone is in arrears, you can still receive text messages.

Lin Zhihui reluctantly exited the SMS interface, re-entered, and waited for a long time, but there was still no movement?

This is unscientific. The reward is obviously received immediately. A larger amount is just a drop in the bucket to them. There is no way they can deduct his small 5000 yuan.

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

"Huizi." Li Ping stood in the aisle and waved to him.

Lin Zhihui glanced at the computer, and said to Li Ping, "Fart, hurry up, I'm busy."

"Stop Moji, you can deliver the goods." Li Ping yelled.

Li Ping didn't look like he was joking. Although Lin Zhihui was puzzled, he still walked over with his mobile phone in his hand: "What's the matter? You have to rely on the truth to make up nonsense. I just settled here today. Where did you get the courier?"

"I still want to ask you." Li Ping pushed him and winked his eyes: "You can do it, you are so poor that you are almost begging for food, and you still have money to buy things."

"I didn't buy anything." Lin Zhihui said angrily, he was still thinking about the 5000 yuan, and wanted to call to confirm it quickly, so he couldn't be greedy for his hard-earned money: "What's the matter with you, tell me quickly."

"I said, express delivery." During the conversation, the two had already walked to the door of the Internet cafe, Li Ping raised his hand and pointed: "Hurry up and collect it for me, holding such a thing at the door is simply ruining the image of our clubhouse. "

Lin Zhihui did not return his words in a rare way. He opened his eyes and looked at the uncle standing outside the door in shock, and the cardboard box that was one person tall beside him.

On the outer packaging, there is a blond beauty with an indescribably enchanting figure, as if she is afraid that people will not understand, with a sensational title such as "Equal proportions, perfect reproduction" printed on it, as long as anyone has eyes, no one will not know what is inside. what is it
Lin Zhihui walked over in a dazed state, and received the expressive uncle's eyes full of meaning, confirming that the mobile phone number was correct, the express uncle handed him the courier slip, looked him up and down, and said with emotion: "This thing is very expensive, right?" , the young people nowadays are really willing.”

"Haha." Lin Zhihui's face trembled, he forced out a stiff smile and quickly signed his name.

"Don't worry. I've been waiting for so many days, and it's not too late." The express uncle stuffed the big box with the beautiful woman on it into his hand, turned around and left with the order in his pocket.

Lin Zhihui stood at the same spot, feeling that the eyes of the entire Internet cafe seemed to be focused on him. The box was as tall as him. If he wanted to embrace Li Ping's fate, he would have to cross the lobby of the Internet cafe and accept the baptism of everyone's eyes. Unable to lose this person, he only hesitated for a second, then picked up the courier and rushed out of the Internet cafe gate.

When Li Ping, who was standing beside him, came back to his senses, Lin Zhihui had disappeared.

Internet cafe back alley.

Lin Zhihui stood on a pile of garbage, struggling to unpack the courier.

The carton looked thin, but it was very strong. Lin Zhihui couldn't tear it open even with all his strength. Fortunately, this back alley was a garbage dump, and there were all kinds of broken things. He dug out half a saw blade and scratched it. Open the adhesive strip on the package, toss for a long time, finally opened the box.

Inside was not an artificial beauty wrapped in a plastic bag, but a smaller carton that was exactly the same as the outer packaging. Lin Zhihui continued to unwrap it patiently, but the inside was still the same carton that was one size smaller.

"Damn, what kind of psycho is playing tricks on me." Lin Zhihui cursed in a low voice, and kicked the paper boxes scattered on the ground forcefully, but his curiosity had already been aroused, so he could only accept his fate and continue unpacking.

10 minute later.

After unpacking nine boxes in a row, Lin Zhihui finally saw the true face of the express delivery before his patience ran out.

A wooden box that looked very tall, with golden patterns engraved on the dark red surface.

"Is it an antique?" Lin Zhihui ignored his anger at this time and carefully opened the lid of the box. The smile that had just appeared on his face suddenly froze.

What appeared in front of his eyes was neither shiny jade nor exquisite porcelain, but a book that was half a foot thick and comparable to Cihai. On the cover, there were three big simplified characters written in Song typeface: "manual."

Below the three words in the instruction manual is a shallow groove, inside which is a red silk thread the thickness of a pen core.

Lin Zhihui picked up the red thread with his hand, and nothing happened. It was just an ordinary red thread used to make Chinese knots. It was soft and seemed to be of poor quality.

More and more sure that this was a prank, Lin Zhihui grabbed the red thread and opened the manual.

The whole article is densely packed with petty lowercase letters.

All of them are Zhihu people, and they are all in traditional characters, and I can't understand a single word.

Lin Zhihui immediately thought of that wonderful comment, the ID is the old man under the moon, he is quite professional, and he does a full set of dramas.I really thought I was a month 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, but he could understand it anyway, so he simply turned to the end of the manual, and he saw a few sentences.

"To sum up, this is your reward."

"Afterwards, all rewards will be sent in physical form, and the reward amount in the book review area is for reference only."

"This thing is called the Red Thread of the Old Man under the Moon."

"Efficacy: Normal."

"Duration: three days."

"How to use: Hold the red thread in your hand, and silently recite the other party's name three times, and it will take effect."

"Note: The appearance and real name of the person being performed must be known. It can only be used by the recipient himself."

(End of this chapter)