Chapter 7 Gourd Baby
She stepped on this foot mercilessly, and everyone watched the exquisite lilac conch being destroyed like this under He Qing's feet, and their eyelids jumped, and they were stunned by the courage she said to do it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
In an instant, there was silence in this living room.
He Qing clapped his hands and said to the stunned villa owner: "When the two of them wake up, if they want to make trouble, you can let her come to me." It's early in the morning, so let's rest early. ”
As he spoke, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he went upstairs unhurriedly.
"Oh, by the way," He Qing stood at the top of the stairs, and didn't forget to instruct: "Help clean up that broken conch, thank you." ”
It wasn't until her figure disappeared that there were sighs one after another downstairs, occasionally mixed with discussions that seemed to be true and false: "...... The two of them grabbed this conch like something, I thought it was a treasure!"
"That's right, I thought it must be worth a lot of money, they said that they could make a fortune by relying on it, who would have thought that this girl looked so young and did things so ruthlessly, she was not afraid of ruining other people's treasures and making her lose money?"
Everyone thought of He Qing's lightning-fast and neat methods, and couldn't help but shudder secretly.
- Forget it, since she dares to stun the two of them in front of everyone, she must also have her own reliance, we, ordinary people, still travel honestly, don't think about these haves.
Besides, even if the conch was worth eight million, wouldn't it be broken? Except for the wheat, there seemed to be nothing more valuable than the original.
And He Qing, who returned to the room, spread her palm flat, only to see that the conch that should have been shattered appeared in her palm intact at this moment.
Just now she saw that the words of those two fools revealed something that was not rich, lest some people have bad intentions and secretly make it bad. This is a trick to make it look like the conch has been destroyed in public.
In fact, she was reluctant. If you didn't know that this conch was not simple, it would have been forgotten, but now that you know, you won't let go of such a good opportunity so easily.
The hardware facilities of this villa are very good, and the mattress under He Qing's body is soft, as if it has fallen into a cloud. To tell the truth, I don't know how much better than her previous bedding at school. She was lying on it now, holding up the lilac conch and glancing at the light.
The line of sight passed through the spiral corridor inch by inch, but to He Qing's surprise, it was still empty, clean, and there was nothing.
However, if there was nothing, why could such seductive words be uttered, and how could Jiang Lan perceive its existence!
Perhaps this conch was once a spiritual creature in its lifetime, but now it has not even left a bit of flesh and blood, only this empty shell, floating in the sea for I don't know how many years. Even if there was a little spiritual power left, at most, it was just some people's voices as she thought at first.
However, the voice can be reproduced, but the spiritual temptation is not so simple to do.
He Qing put the conch to his ear and listened carefully to the sound of the waves and the howling sea breeze. And, the sentence that was repeated, and there was no temptation for her to "come here, come here......"
At this moment when the dawn quietly came, she was already asleep.
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It was dark and dreary, and from time to time a faint light refracted from above, and everything below was vague and unclear. But in the distance, as far as her eye could see, there was the outline of a large steamer, looming in the vast waves.
Like a girl in a light veil, swaying, but difficult to see.
She waved her limbs flexibly, her body was as flexible as a swimming fish, and she was like a mermaid in this water, wandering up and down, so uncomfortable.
There was a relaxation between breaths, and the gurgling bubbles were clearly in her mouth, but she didn't have half the difficulty of breathing. The cool air enters the lungs as if it were on land.
When she finally shuttled into the dilapidated ship, she found that there were still old wooden boxes on it. I don't know how many years the boxes have been corroded by the sea, like rotten wood, they will break at the touch of a button. And inside is a dazzling gold and silver jewelry. Even in the dreary seabed, it still exudes a charming light......
At this time, a monster in the shape of a long snake suddenly swam over. He Qing shouted diligently: "Master, you see, these undiscovered treasures scattered on the bottom of the sea will all be yours ......in the future! Master, you'll be rich in no time!"
That stumbling old face is like a small supporting role in "100,000 Bad Jokes". He Qing subconsciously waved his hand and scolded: "Call me the Queen!"
Then she suddenly reacted: I am the queen, what about the gourd baby?
As he pondered, he suddenly heard a voice shouting, "Snake spirit, give me back my grandfather!"
HE Qing: ......
This dream is not wonderful at all.
He Qing sat on the bed and rubbed his forehead painfully. The light of day had already broken, and before she knew it, she had slept at the time when her aura was at its fullest.
At the end of the dream, what is the big baby and the second baby grandfather snake spirit...... There are also sea snake spirits in the sea, all of them appeared, and everyone was stunned, only to find out in the end that the treasure was gone!
This dream made her brain a mess. I sat on the large hanging chair on the balcony and pondered for a while, and then I made sense of the whole dream.
However, for a person like her, whose dreams are full of spiritual energy, dreams are projections of some prediction of the future, just like herself, who was once confused by Xue Ling, also had such a warning dream.
However, this is the seaside, and it is normal to dream of wandering freely in the sea, and I somehow think of what the hell is the gourd baby?
He Qing thumped his braincase, sure enough, he was old, and he didn't even have a prophetic dream.
She remembered the subtle details of the dream, looked at the lilac conch at hand, and suddenly smiled slightly—as if she had found the correct use of the conch.
It's not early or late, it's half past six in the morning, but for Hainan, the sun is already shining brightly all around at half past six.
When He Qing went downstairs, there were still many travelers who came out of the room in a daze with half-open sleepy eyes. When he saw her, he invariably restrained his movements.
Obediently, yesterday they had one in one hand, and they casually stunned the scene of the two young people, but it was still swirling in their minds.
I don't know each other, so I dare to put such a heavy hand, in case I don't like it for a while, and I come like this, then my journey will not be in vain?
He Qing didn't pay attention to the strange gazes of these people around her, and when she walked to the front desk, she saw Jiang Lan and Wang Lei there, continuing the battle that was not completed yesterday.