Master, what path do you cultivate?

Using the Qihai Yunpan to practice until noon the next day, Ji Qinglin didn't feel too tired. Not only did his body seem to have an extra force filling his whole body, but he also felt that his eyes and ears were clearer in his senses. He should have absorbed it and turned it into his own use. caused by the data.

quack--

The coal boss next to him who had taken a long nap turned over and flew onto Ji Qinglin's shoulder.

Ji Qinglin stood up and stretched, only to realize that the clothes on his body were dirty because of yesterday's cleaning, so he pulled up the clothes and said to the coal boss:

"Fly out and have a look, and find out where there is a seller nearby."

quack--

After understanding, the coal boss flew out, and Ji Qinglin went to the bookcase to continue searching.

Now that I have found the method, I can do this kind of practice after I go back. The key is the information here. Just an old book found in a pornographic magazine can bring me so much help. I must not miss any suspicious clues .

It's a pity that this search didn't find any more, even if Ji Qinglin singled out all the pornographic publications here, he still didn't find anything of value.

In the blink of an eye, the evening was approaching, and the coal boss flew back from the outside.

Ji Qinglin locked the door and followed the coal boss to a small shop a few kilometers away. He ate something and bought a few more clothes. Then he and the shop owner inquired about the recent situation in the old town of Xindong Street.

Strictly speaking, this is also the sphere of influence of Xindong Street, but because there is no oil and water and the management cost is too high, there are no big shops of the chamber of commerce nearby.

It wasn't until the evening that Ji Qinglin, who had already changed his clothes, rushed back to the courtyard with the coal boss.

It is not as cumbersome as the ones worn in grocery stores in the city. Although the khaki half-sleeves and overalls shorts look a little rough, they are very suitable for the style of the old city, with the second-hand goods in the yard and the crows on the shoulders.

It is said that he is a little trash guy who grew up here and lived with crows since he was a child. It is estimated that there is no doubt except that he is too handsome.

"You can't fly two more steps, stand on your shoulders every day, and the city has given you fat these days, so you won't be afraid of being stewed like a chicken someday."

"quack."

Ji Qinglin took the clothes and food back to the house and put them on the sofa, before turning on the lights.

click -

There was a light sound in the bedroom, as if something had fallen to the floor.

People and birds were all silent, turning their heads to look at the bedroom in the darkness that was close at hand.

The bedroom was only tidied up yesterday, because the main house only has the bedroom and the living room, so the bedroom area is not small, except for the bed, almost nothing is placed, Ji Qinglin knows this very well.

Sensing that something was wrong, that someone seemed to have entered the house, Ji Qinglin suppressed his doubts and quietly retreated towards the door.

But before he took two steps back, he just passed the bedroom door.

Click——

The small light in the bedroom was turned on.

Under the yellowish light, Ji Qinglin found that there was a person reclined in the bedroom.

To be precise, she is a girl in her early 20s, with messy black curly hair, and a good temperament with sword eyebrows and red pupils, but those bright eyes are staring at her tightly. Deterrent, white teeth biting lightly, shortness of breath, beads of sweat on his forehead, and a pretty nervous white face.

The girl's attire is even more special. She wears army green half-sleeves on top, and only a pair of short safety pants are left on the bottom. Two long white legs are lying on the bed, and the shoes and the torn pants are thrown on the bed. aside.

Is this the fact that Bangkok's service industry is already developed and waiting for advanced housing?

But what was slightly different was that there was a pistol in the girl's raised right hand, and the muzzle was still facing herself.

Ji Qinglin's first thought was that someone else had discovered that he had come here to search for clues from the old era, and he thought that the medical warehouse and the information here were all bait, and this person was here to capture him, the remnant of the old era.

But after thinking about it, it was wrong, just grab the gun and take off your pants and lie on the bed like this? Could it be that before taking away myself, a person from the old era, so that I can leave some future generations?

After realizing that his thinking might be a bit off track, Ji Qinglin still asked in a low voice:

"Girl, I shouldn't have gone to the wrong house, right? Are you here?"

Seeing that Ji Qinglin really didn't have a weapon in his hands, but only had a crow on his shoulder, and that he looked like a trash guy in his attire, the girl looked a little calm:

"I'm hurt a little, borrow your house to deal with it, and I'll leave money for you when I leave."

Not only the words, even the crisp voice is a bit strong, but it seems a bit empty in this special situation.

Injured and staying overnight? Ji Qinglin also heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that you really know how to find them, and so many families chose my house, but after thinking about it, it is true that there are no neighbors next to my house and the lights are dark.

"Of course it's okay to borrow a night, but can you put the gun down first?"

The girl frowned slightly upon hearing this, but did not put down her pistol, and opened her mouth slightly as if she wanted to add something.

But at this moment, there was movement outside the small courtyard.

"Go over there and have a look."

Hearing the noise outside, the girl visibly tensed up, she clenched her pistol tightly and whispered:

"I can't be caught by them, you have to help me get out."

Ji Qinglin smiled wryly:

"I'm just a little trash, this matter has nothing to do with me, besides, I have neither a secret passage nor a window to get out, I just want to help"

The girl raised her gun and said coldly:

"So you want to die here first?"

Ji Qinglin shook his head hastily, but he was already thinking about his escape method.

I don't know if the girl has any prosthetic accessories on her body. The defense mechanism of the mobile phone may not be able to handle it, let alone the gun in her hand.

At present, the safest way is probably to use the Beidou map to dodge and move around to escape, but with my current figure and pace, let alone dodging bullets, I am afraid it will be a bit difficult to dodge a slingshot.

Ji Qinglin was thinking about countermeasures, but he saw the girl in front of her raised her army green half sleeves, revealing her alluring waist of a water snake, and a more alluring portable bomb on her belt.

He has disassembled so many things with the old Hutou, and he has done science popularization for himself on dangerous things, and he will never admit his mistake.

Although the portable bomb was small in size, it was by no means cheap, and it would not be a problem to level up this small courtyard.

Holy crap, is this girl thinking of dying? The key point is that this has something to do with the fish I passed by?

Now I am taking the risk of avoiding the gun and running out to be lucky enough to be seriously injured by the bombing. The information in the room will not escape, and those information and clues must not be lost until they are found.

Tread——

There were two heavy boots hitting the ground, obviously patrolling people jumped over the locked iron gate and jumped in.

In desperation, Ji Qinglin turned his heart away, closed the door of the bedroom with only a small crack, raised his hand and replied in a very low voice:

"I'll help you get away, don't do stupid things."

The girl frowned obviously when she heard the words, but then she panicked again when she heard the sound of leather boots in the yard, as if she felt that there was no turning point in this situation.

Just when she was wondering what method Ji Qinglin would use to get herself out, she saw that Ji Qinglin quickly took off his half-sleeves and overalls and threw them aside, turned around and came to the bed, pressed himself under him, and then swayed his body to drive the bed to make a sound , while shouting towards the bedroom door:

"Is your husband really good?"

I'm sorry that I went through the review, so I was delayed, no wonder