Endless route

Chapter 111 18.Fun History

Everyone was startled by Liu Ming's words, and they all turned to look at Liu Ming. He was drunk and sleeping soundly, but he didn't know when he woke up.

Liu Ming also looked at everyone.

His expression was distorted and his breathing became increasingly rapid. He sat on a small stool and gasped, holding it in for a long time.

"vomit!"

Liu Ming began to gush.

Zheng Yun, with quick eyes and quick hands, lifted a trash can under his head, then reached out and pushed his head down, aiming it at the trash can, causing him to spurt into the trash can.

"Uh, that scared me."

Huzi also took a deep breath.

"What's going on? Did another construction site master enter the building?" Hu Ruihua asked with a frown.

"Did you fight upside down? A few years ago, you wanted to go in and get something out, but you accidentally died?" Huzi guessed.

"I don't know. Logically speaking, the building in the mountain is sealed. And why did the murderer change the clothes of the deceased? The clothes belong to the construction site masters, so where did these construction site masters go? I also feel very strange."

Jidao looked at Zheng Yun.

Zheng Yun frowned. He now wondered if Jidao had concealed some 'unspeakable' information, such as that he actually knew what the ancient building was used for.

If not.

This thing is a bit strange. Even the building that Ji Dao doesn't recognize, the tower that enshrines things, has some metaphysics.

"You really don't know me?"

Zheng Yun lowered his voice and asked Ji Dao.

"Fun City is one of the earliest ancient cities. It is said that as early as the Southern Song Dynasty, there were Han people who strayed into the sea of ​​mist from a place called Ryukyu at that time and drifted here in one breath."

"These Han people lived by the sea and passed down the family for two generations. In the end, they all died for unknown reasons."

"Chen Zuyi, a pirate from the Ming Dynasty, had his base in Fu'en City, and there were quite a few of them. Chen Zuyi even proclaimed himself king. Later, he was chased by Zheng He, who raided his base in one fell swoop, and also seized the earliest copy of the Immortal Road. Chart.”

"This place has had people living stably since the Yuan Dynasty, including escaped Han Chinese and some fishermen from the south. By Chen Zuyi's time, it was already a bit mixed, with unorthodox beliefs and everything."

"Zheng He didn't set his sights on this place at first. He just thanked the immortals for their gift, so he named it Xian'en, but he didn't manage it. It was more than a hundred years later that he was granted the title of vassal king."

"I suspect that building may be from this period. The roads are very complicated and I really can't recognize it."

Ji Dao explained in detail.

Everyone here is local, and they all know these histories, even better than he does. When he said this, everyone roughly understood what was going on.

"Then this building is really old. Maybe there was an internal fight over the dumping of cultural relics, which was discovered by the construction site master and harmed people?" Huzi scratched his head and couldn't figure it out.

"I've been dead for three years, what's the harm?"

The thin young man glanced at him.

"Forget it, if you don't talk about this matter, it doesn't have much to do with us." Zheng Yun waved his hand. Officials have taken over the matter, so they don't need to dwell on it.

"Oh, I ran for nothing all day and I was starving to death. In the afternoon I went to another dojo, but they actually asked me to buy tickets. I was so angry that I climbed over the wall to go in and almost got caught. But when I went up to take a look, I couldn't enter. Need tickets!”

Ji Dao picked up the chopsticks, picked up a big piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth and complained.

"I knew where it was as soon as I heard it. It must be Baiyun, right?" The thin young man poured a glass for Ji Dao.

"I guess it should be Liu Temple, the same situation is there." Hu Ruihua also guessed.

"These two too?"

Ji Dao was stunned.

There are only a few larger dojos around Fuen City. They basically eliminated them all with a few words!

Tickets are all sold.

What other inheritance can there be?

"Haha, it's almost like this now. It's not bad to buy a ticket. There is a cable car to ride on, which is better than climbing a mountain." The thin young man said with a smile.

"This is broken."

Jidao looked at Zheng Yun. He had boasted before that he had face. Now it seemed that whether those people could recognize him was still a question. Where did he get the face?

"fine."

Zheng Yun shook his head. It was just some alchemy materials. They could go out and find them themselves. There was no need to worry about this.

"Can Master Dao drink?"

Another voice suddenly sounded.

Liu Ming raised his body and wiped the corners of his mouth, his eyes sobered up a lot, and he looked at Ji Dao with a sinister smile on his face.

"I haven't drank it for a long time. When my master was here, he brewed some good wine, but I haven't drank it since."

Ji Dao's eyes lit up and he picked up the wine glass.

Everyone had two drinks with Ji Dao. Soon after, Liu Ming finished, and Zheng Yun also drank a little too much.

The others were all about the same. None of them were very good drinkers. On the contrary, Ji Dao drank half a bottle by himself and was in high spirits and had nothing to do.

It was almost time to end here. Hu Ruihua and the others took Liu Ming away, saying that the car couldn't be driven and they might as well find a hotel nearby to sleep for the night.

Zheng Yun sent them away and reluctantly let Ji Dao pack his things. He didn't dare to go home drunk, so he simply slept on the wire bed in the pawn shop.

the next morning.

Zheng Yun woke up with a shudder. When he opened his eyes, he saw Li Huawan moving a small stool and sitting beside his bed. A tablet was placed beside his bed, and lines from a TV series were quietly playing.

She couldn't hear, the tablet wasn't in her hand, she couldn't feel the vibration, and she didn't know she had turned on the sound.

Then those lines of palace fights where she was hoarse and had a miscarriage and fell down woke me up.

Look up.

Li Huawan looked at herself with a smile.

As soon as I opened my eyes and saw her, I was in a good mood. I had to admit that it was really pleasing to the eye. Even if I was angry, I probably wouldn't be angry.

She was sitting with her side against the bed, as if she was using her body to block herself from rolling out of bed.

This was indeed the case. He had rolled to the edge of the bed. If she hadn't blocked his upper body, he might have fallen.

"Going to work so early?"

Zheng Yun stood up and shook his head, not complaining that she woke him up, and she didn't mean it.

As for why she put the tablet beside her bed, it was probably so that she could see whether she was awake while watching a show. She was quite greedy.

"You have something to do today. As you said before, you need to apply for a new certificate. Let me remind you." Li Huawan picked up the tablet and turned down the volume skillfully.

"..."

Zheng Yun was silent for a moment.

He lowered his head and picked up his phone and looked at the date. Today was Monday, and it was now 9:10 in the morning.

He planned to go to the pawn shop today to re-register the certificates from the pawn shop, including the Jianghe Museum certificate that his adoptive father had obtained somehow.

This is quite a headache.

The adoptive father must have obtained the museum certificate through some method or connections, otherwise this certificate would be too outrageous. A museum of less than 100 square meters is still owned by an individual.

There is probably only one in the world.

Now I want to re-apply, but I don’t know if I can do it. If someone asks me what collection the museum has, I will be fooled.

Nothing can be said!

After getting up with a sigh, Zheng Yun washed up, asked Jidao to look at the store, and took a taxi to the Fuen Cultural Relics Bureau.

After consulting in the lobby, Zheng Yun went to register for an appointment, and the answer he received was that it would be his turn around eleven o'clock.

Zheng Yun didn't want to wait any longer and planned to go out for breakfast. But just as he was about to go out, a voice sounded from behind him:

"No. 109, Jinhuai Road."

"Who reported the Jiang He Pawn Shop?"

Zheng Yun looked back and saw an energetic old man with white hair coming down from upstairs holding a registration form and asking.

"It's me." Zheng Yun raised his hand.

"Jiang Jianguo's son, right? You came at the right time! I need to see something from you, come up quickly."

The old man laughed and said.

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