Chapter 74: Do You Want to Eat Candy?

"Defected?" Quan Heng became interested, "What organization did he transfer to?"

"I don't know," Song Jingyun was surprised, "Hey, how do you think he joined other organizations and was not a homeless person?"

Because he has become a mastermind and even has a [brain] that controls him.

If true, Quan Heng is skeptical about Tang Junyi's "defection".

"Didn't you say that the border area has been occupied by the club, and joining the club is basically a must?" Quan Heng said with a smile, "It's too difficult for a lone wolf player like Dao Zhang."

"Hey, let me correct you a bit," Song Jingyun stretched out a finger and shook it, "Master Tao, I'm trying to be cool, not tough."

"That's right, just like a person drinking water, he knows whether it's hot or cold." She stopped talking about the topic and said, "The Taoist Master is a professional. I want to ask you a question."

"You're welcome, just ask."

"Can a very spiritual ancient object become a spirit?"

"Hey, this question..."

Song Jingyun thought for a while and said:

"It is common for spiritual objects to become spirits. If they have experienced the chaos of the country, they will be more likely to become spirits. So if it is a very old object, it is possible. But objectively speaking, it is really unnecessary, and there is nothing good about it now. The errand is either 007 or 996. It’s like a dog. If you’re not a top student, you can’t support yourself even if you don’t have connections. Damn... you’ve become a fart, you can rely on photosynthesis!”

After he finished complaining, he tilted his head in hindsight:

"——But why do you ask this? You can't raise spirits randomly! Of course, if you give me proper instructions, I can get you some Feng Shui Spirit Qi to nourish your luck and so on. The price will be clearly marked and it will be a fair trade!"

How skilled he is in getting business done.

"I suddenly remembered that the Taoist priest took one look at me and said that I had a destiny." Quan Heng said with interest, "Is it a destiny or money?"

"That's right, even a poor man needs to eat. There are so many mouths in the mountain waiting to be fed."

Song Jingyun was open-minded, his thumb brushed the side of his index finger, and he made a gesture of counting money, "So, Boss Heng, would you like to patronize Xiaodao's business?"

"...Boss Heng?" Quan Heng's expression changed slightly, and he smiled as usual, "Why do you call me that? Isn't it your last name?"

"Ah, just shout it casually, it sounds good."

Song Jingyun touched his chin and thought, "Besides, didn't Lu Xiaoman call you Sister Heng? And I thought you didn't like the surname 'Quan'... I don't know why, but I just thought you might not like it. My intuition is correct, Master Dao." Very good, every throw is 100% accurate.”

intuition?

It is as credible as if the system has no shady secrets.

Quan Heng smiled inwardly, and when he was about to move forward, he suddenly said: "By the way, are there any more candies?"

"Ah? Do you want to eat?" Song Jingyun dug into his pocket and handed it to her, "There is one left."

Quan Heng said thank you and put it away.

The gray darkness disappeared quietly, and the group was stopped almost as soon as they stepped into the gate of the ancient town.

"It's dangerous at night, why come back by yourself?"

Quan Heng turned his head and looked at Mo Xiuyue sitting under the door, not surprised: "Waiting here, did you guess that I would come back?"

Mo Xiuyue stood up after two seconds of silence and walked out of the shadows.

Only then did everyone see clearly that her braids were a little messy, her blue cardigan was somewhat torn and stained with dirt, and there was a half-finger-long scar on her cheek, which was still oozing blood.

Quan Heng only looked at it for a moment and then looked away. After all, she would have exploded or jumped into the sea, and being wet would not be much better.

Mo Xiuyue's eyes fell on the red silk on Quan Heng's arm, then she quickly retracted it and walked straight to her, "I'll take you to change clothes and attend the dragon feast after dawn."

"Xia Feng is good, the clothes will dry quickly," Quan Heng motioned to the three people behind him not to follow too closely, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

"Did you blow up that gunboat?"

"Well, I'll give you a fireworks display, don't you like it?" Quan Heng said with a smile.

This look... Mo Xiuyue's heart beat out of rhythm. This foreigner's eyelashes were long and dense, setting off these eyes that were naturally indifferent and gentle, like the reflection of green mountains in the center of the lake.

Like the clear moon she loves, and like the autumn leaves she looks at in the distance.

Mo Xiuyue averted her gaze for a moment: "... sweet words."

Quan Heng was already familiar with this type of evaluation. He smiled and looked away, thinking to himself: "Let me tell you a story."

"...What story?"

"It should be said that it's something from the past," Quan Heng said while flipping his prayer beads, "Six years ago, my career had just started, and I had to take care of many of the ways myself. When I got to the last place, when I was discussing cooperation with the customs, A group of nominal [cultural relic restorers] and [archaeologists] came to my port, hoping to cooperate with me to take a batch of cultural relics out of the country."

"Cultural relics?" Mo Xiuyue frowned, "Are you smuggling cultural relics?!"

Her voice was raised a bit too high, and even the three people behind her looked at her.

"No," Quan Heng said quietly, as he had expected it, "I mean they wanted to cooperate with me, but I didn't agree. After all, I am a good citizen who loves peace and abides by the law and never violates discipline."

"...?"

Mo Xiuyue nodded dubiously.

Although I didn't understand it, I felt that these words were inconsistent in some way, but I couldn't tell exactly where they were inconsistent.

"The leader..." Quan Heng pondered for a moment and said with a smile, "She is a very powerful girl. I heard that she is the descendant of Captain Mo Jin. She gave me a list of cultural relics and said that I could choose as I wanted as a reward, and told me There is a sunken ship in a certain area of ​​water in Meizhou. As long as I reserve the right to use that area, she can find the sunken ship and let me choose the cultural relics first. "

So cute.

A group of people with no money, no power, illegal business and no background dared to go to her to do business, and they also wanted to use the goods to be smuggled and an uncertain shipwreck as payment.

The courage was commendable, but it also came at a strange time, and even blocked her schedule.

"The sea area is not deep, and there are many fishermen. I have never heard of any sunken ships," Quan Heng said. "Later, I asked professionals to check but found nothing. The transaction was delayed a little, and the group of people were also rounded up and escaped. Almost all were killed in the process.”

"You were rounded up after a slight lag?" Mo Xiuyue didn't understand, but she felt something was wrong here, "What a coincidence."

"Perhaps I am lucky enough to avoid the trouble of writing." Quan Heng said briefly, "But the most important thing is that the batch of cultural relics to be smuggled disappeared, and there is no trace of them until now, and I I remember that there was a newly stolen cultural relic in the list given by those people, called——"

"Spring and Autumn Qin style dragon-shaped jade pendant."

Mo Xiuyue's expression changed suddenly, and she stared at Quan Heng suddenly, but the latter seemed not to notice, and continued: "Could it be that some cultural relics really took the form? Are the other cultural relics in the ancient tombs in Guijia Mountain?"

Mo Xiuyue stared at her closely, like a hedgehog whose hair suddenly exploded, turning its soft and relaxed thorns into extremely sharp ones, and tightened her lips to become alert.

The smell of the morning seemed to have changed, with a vague fishy smell, and Mo Xiuyue's heart suddenly rose with a long-lost sting and panic.

"Xiuyue," Quan Heng paused, "You seem a little afraid of me. You seem to want to get close and ask, but you are very wary and hesitant."

Mo Xiuyue was tense and did not answer.

Quan Heng thought for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed and spread his hands to her, "Would you like some candy?"

Happy 2024! ! I wish you all good fortune in the new year~Have a great time at the end of the period!

Asking for the first monthly ticket of the new year! ! [Reach out for a red envelope]