omnipotent office

After the locked space of the nameless village was released, the ghost village in the daytime finally became lively again. The whole village was thankful and enthusiastic, almost overwhelmed Duan Huichuan and the others.

He thoughtfully gave Bai Jian a one-month long vacation, and the bonus was quietly transferred to his account. Tong Yan Yijun bid farewell to the Bai family, and returned home first during the collective farewell of the whole village.

The transfer procedure of the villa sent by Fang's family has been completed, and Duan Huichuan hired a moving company to help move.

At the thought of leaving this small house where he had lived for nearly ten years, he still felt a little bit reluctant.

But compared to such worthless feelings, the most important thing is to give Xiaochen a better living environment and quality.

——What's more, if you live in such a cramped room all the time, how inconvenient it is to do certain things.

Most of the furniture in the new house has been added, but Xu Chen is used to a tight life, he is not allowed to throw this one away, and he is not allowed to throw that one away, he cannot accept waste at all.So Duan Huichuan had no choice but to search the office again, taking away everything that could be taken away.

The first floor of the office.

The living room, which used to be narrow and crowded, is now empty, with only a few wooden bookcases with broken doors, a dilapidated leather sofa covered with floral fabric, and a pile of old newspapers scattered on the floor.

Duan Huichuan squatted on the ground, picking up a large cardboard box, and picked out the information and books about the Dragon Clan that he got from the owner of the bar, Fei, one by one.

It's ridiculous to say that he, a real dragon, wants to learn about his own race through the books depicted by human imagination, most of which he has read by chance, most of them are messy hearsay, and he still can't make any sense out of it for the time being .

"These boxes are all sorted." Yan Yijun's voice sounded from behind him, and with the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, fine dust rose from the floor.

"Well, I'll clean up later."

Putting down the last book, Duan Huichuan glanced back inadvertently, and saw that Yan Yijun was holding two cardboard boxes that add up to half a person's height, and placed them on the ground with ease, without taking a breath, as if they were not a heavy pile of paper boxes. debris, but a pile of light and floating foam.

Did this guy... grow up on spinach?

Duan Huichuan muttered sourly in his heart, no matter how he looks like an ordinary person, why was he deceived by his weak appearance in the first place?

Unknowingly wearing an 800-meter filter.

"What are you thinking?" Yan Yijun hugged him from behind, wrapped his arms around Duan Huichuan's narrow waist, his warm chest pressed against his back, and he could even clearly feel the frequency of his heartbeat.

"I was thinking..." Duan Huichuan groaned and stopped looking at him, paused, and said as if nothing had happened, "There are quite a lot of rooms in the new house, so empty, what a waste."

"Oh?" Yan Yijun smiled lowly, resting his chin on his shoulder, "So?"

Duan Huichuan generously suggested: "So, if someone wants to move here, I can consider charging less rent."

Yan Yijun pursed his lips and smiled, pretending to be embarrassed: "Well, then I'll continue to live in my own house, at least I don't have to pay rent."

"You can't settle accounts like this." Duan Huichuan turned his head around and counted on his fingers solemnly: "Look, my house not only covers accommodation, but also includes food, and most importantly, I, the handsome landlord, also sacrificed my appearance, Special service. Where do you get such a bargain? You've made a lot of money."

Seeing that he looked like he had lost all his underwear, Yan Yijun was finally defeated by his shamelessness, and he lay on the man's shoulder tremblingly laughing: "Since Boss Duan invited you so kindly, I will not be respectful."

Duan Huichuan smiled triumphantly in his heart, with a reserved face on his face: "Remember to pay the rent."

Yan Yijun leaned into his ear and smiled softly: "If you can't pay the rent, can you use public food instead?"

Duan Huichuan was taken aback for a moment, then narrowed his eyes fiercely: "Gentle scum!"

Yan Yijun twirled his collar slowly: "Don't forget that last time in Baijia Village, you promised me—"

Duan Huichuan covered his mouth with a black face, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "When did I promise you? I just said I wouldn't laugh at you. I didn't expect that the headmaster Tangtangyan would have such a strange habit." ! Tsk tsk!"

Yan Yijun moved his hand away, ignored his sarcasm, his eyes were bent like a crescent moon, his curled eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he smiled slightly: "The future is long, I'm not in a hurry."

"..." Duan Huichuan suddenly had a bad feeling.

When the two of them finished packing, he followed Yan Yijun to the next door and was about to start moving again. He found that Yan Yijun had even packed his luggage and put it in the living room, so he could leave with his bag.

He fished a few pearl carps in the living room into the mini airtight water tank, skillfully ordered the transport workers to carry the luggage onto the car, turned around and shook Duan Huichuan's hand, and said with a light smile, "Let's go, Mr. Landlord."

Duan Huichuan: "..."

Whose little abacus is crackling?

As the last moving truck slowly drove out of the alley, this small office hidden in trouble finally ended its mission.

The autumn wind blows the withered yellow leaves from the shriveled branches, casting messy tree shadows on the gray concrete floor.

However, within half a day, the quiet alley once again ushered in a few uninvited guests. They gently fell from the treetops like fallen leaves, but the alley was so cold that no one noticed them.

The leading man was wearing a black windbreaker, which set off his tall stature, and a nostalgic bowler hat on his head. His face was stern, and the muscles on his cheeks were tense, as hard as a stone.

His fingernails were very sharp, as if he could easily cut someone's throat without using much force.

He was followed by several men, who looked much thinner compared to him, but the eagle-like sharp eyes and the thick calluses on the palms revealed a hint of danger.

The man in the windbreaker looked up at the closed door of the office. There was a notice board on the door bolt stating that it was closed for business and relocation. Looking in through the dark floor-to-ceiling windows, one could vaguely see an empty birdcage hanging in the entrance. It was silent and empty.

The man frowned, like a crack was drawn in a stone: "Are you sure it's here?"

One of them took out the photo, carefully compared it with the old and faded signboard on the office, and said in a low voice: "Master Yi, it is indeed here. It seems that we came a step late, and the Second Highness has already left early."

Yi slightly turned his face and glanced at him, and said coldly: "We must find him as soon as possible at all costs. His Highness has lost patience. If you are as useless as crows, then you Wu people don't have to try to cling to him anymore." Your Highness, go back wherever you came from."

The people behind them looked at each other silently, suppressed all the anger in their eyes, and bowed their heads respectfully.

Duan Huichuan's new residence is located in the most luxurious lake center villa group in the downtown residential area. It is a three-story single-family small western-style building. The courtyard is separated by a bush fence that is one person high. The privacy and security are among the best in the city. .

When he first moved here, Xu Chen was excited for a long time. He ran around the yard with Zhao Cai, and asked Duan Huichuan to build him a bamboo and rattan swing. It's fun.

Duan Huichuan's study is next to the master bedroom on the third floor.

Although the current days seem to be comfortable, Duan Huichuan has never forgotten that there is a big mountain pressing on his head. Ever since he met Yu at the Duan Clan Ancestral Temple to understand his identity, he has become more and more eager to know more about his blood. secret.

When he thought that there was a mastermind secretly watching his every move and carefully planning to kill him, Duan Huichuan felt the urgency of time all the more.

He has never been a person who is used to sitting still.Furthermore, he is not alone now, he still has his family and concerns.

Even though it was daytime, the curtains in the study room were firmly closed, and only one desk lamp was lit in the room, which was the brightness he was used to when he was thinking about problems.

Messy books and materials were piled up on the desk, and there was a small space in the middle where a small shelf made of pure gold was placed. Duan Huichuan was picking up a pen, dipping it in diluted dragon blood, and drawing a formation on it. It was the Jiao Feng Lang hair that Fang Jun gave him.

The wall clock on the wall passed by every minute and every second, and he didn't put away the pen until he had exhausted a lot of energy and spiritual power, and his forehead was slightly sweaty. The moment he put the ring on it, there seemed to be a mighty dragon's chant beside his ear. whistling by.

Three of the four empty grooves have been filled. Logically speaking, most of the power of the ring has been recovered. Now he will use this ancient guiding formation to try to find the whereabouts of the fourth diamond.

Biting the tip of his tongue hard, a strong smell of blood immediately spread from the tip of his nose, and a drop of dark red blood tremblingly fell, held by his palm, suspended above the ring.

There was no wind in the room, but the books on the desk were suddenly turned by an invisible airflow, and the slight tremor centered on the ring, covering the entire desk in an instant.

The warm orange light of the desk lamp flickered for a while, and then suddenly went out, but the study did not become dim because of this—because the purple gemstone on the ring suddenly burst into infinite light!

Magnificent, gorgeous, and dazzling, Duan Huichuan held his breath, and it was almost impossible to describe this breathtaking beauty in words.

He followed the guidance of the ring and slowly closed his eyes, his vision was still clear.

An illusory picture slowly unfolds in front of your eyes, it is an island on the sea, covered with fine white sand and emerald green vegetation, surrounded by a circle of large and small guard reefs, it looks like a blue silk from a distance A string of pearls.

The picture came to an abrupt end here, Duan Huichuan withdrew his consciousness from the ring world, pinched the center of his eyebrows wearily, the last diamond is on this island?

But the sea is vast, where can I find it?

A knock on the door interrupted his frowning.

"Can I come in?" It was Yan Yijun's voice.

Duan Huichuan turned on the light casually and stretched himself: "The door is unlocked."

"Still busy?" Yan Yijun leaned against the door, and waved the two invitation letters in his hand: "There will be a collection auction in Moon Bay next week, would you like to go with me to relax?"

"Where is Moon Bay? It's not an island, so I won't go." Duan Huichuan looked up from the search results on the computer screen, pouted, "I'm not interested in rich people's luxuries, and I can't afford them anyway. .”

"Island?" Yan Yijun walked around behind the desk, leaned over and wrapped his neck around his neck, his thin lips pursed into a charming arc, and his ordinary tone was like eating and drinking, "If you want, I'll buy one for you you."

How much money does this guy have...

Duan Huichuan was choked by his poor imagination, a little puzzled, and finally asked a long-buried question: "Why on earth are you so kind to me?"

The author has something to say:

Words: Because I have strange hobbies.

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