Chapter 162 I'm by Your Side

Quan Heng opened his eyes and looked around lightly.

Still at the original position, the single-player book ends, and only a few minutes of real time have passed.

This map has very little impact on reality, but it is indeed very useful.

"Sales business..."

Quan Heng leaned against the back of his wheelchair and half-closed his eyes to think.

None of the children in the amusement park on Mu Jing's map are from Gujiang.

Whoever is done with them disposes of them.

What's more, the forensic autopsy said that the organs of the buried children had been removed.

Who wants these living organs?

And in the map of Yin Yuan, except for some of the women who stayed in the village, where did the rest of them go?

The Quan family in the single-player book is not even transporting drugs, but more cruel baby extracts. Where did they get the babies?

If there is a connecting line between all the things she has experienced, then the smuggling route in the map of cultural relics...

In addition to cultural relics, will people be smuggled as well?

"never mind."

Quan Heng rubbed his temples, looked at the time, and turned to go to the bedroom next door.

She wanted to see Xiao Wu.

…

The lights were dimmed but not turned off.

Mu Jing sank deeply into the soft quilt, holding the sleeping puppy in her arms, sleeping quietly and well.

The body is curled up into a small ball.

Quan Heng sat beside his bed and gently tucked Mu Jing into bed.

"Um……"

Mu Jing moved, Quan Heng paused, and the latter had already opened his eyes.

"elder sister?"

Mu Jing rubbed his eyes and wanted to get up.

"Don't catch a cold." Quan Heng whispered, pressing him down, "I'll take a look at you, then go back to sleep."

Mu Jing blinked and lay down obediently, but looked at Quan Heng.

"how?"

Mu Jing shook her head, showing a row of white teeth, and muttered in a low voice: "My sister is so pretty."

Quan Heng laughed and touched his cheek gently.

"Go to sleep."

She coaxed: "I'll pick up your brother Xiaoting tomorrow and buy you candies together."

Mu Jing nodded, then shook his head slightly.

"What?" Quan Heng was confused.

Mu Jing pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then reached out and grabbed Quan Heng's sleeve and shook it.

He raised his head to look at her again. The light was crushed, and a bright gleam appeared in his heterochromatic pupils.

"I... don't want nice, nice candy."

He said sincerely and stubbornly:

"I want to live a good life with my sister and my family."

[I don’t want to be so successful or rich, I want to... live peacefully. 】

【Don’t be alone. 】

Maybe I met my past self tonight and heard my original wish in a trance.

She hated that ridiculous wish.

Quan Heng smiled softly.

She always smiles, but rarely shows this nostalgic, helpless smile.

And a little bit sad.

"……elder sister?"

Mu Jing felt that something was wrong with Quan Heng.

The night seemed to be draped on her shoulders, with a layer of lonely frost falling.

"Go to sleep."

Quan Heng gently stroked his forehead and said gently:

"I'm with you."

…

Lanzhuang.

The classical garden mansion, an asset under Quan Heng's name, was later expanded to occupy the entire hilltop.

"Oh, I've finished watching it. You are really a master of exploitation. You are so energetic just after being discharged from the hospital."

Song Jingyun was invited to play, but was first caught by Sang Ting and walked around Lanzhuang.

"This village is surrounded by mountains on all sides. On the left is a golden basin offering auspiciousness, on the right is water shooting into the middle hall, in front of it is a Chinese garden with cranes and sky, and in the back is Jingshan's jade pillow, which is a symbol of wind and water."

He stretched his waist, turned around and smiled.

Under the bright light, he was handsome and handsome, with only a few strands hanging down his cheeks.

"Gathering wealth also brings good fortune to others."

"So, there is no problem with Feng Shui." Wen Sangting didn't understand the previous sentence in classical Chinese, but he understood the last sentence.

——Gathering wealth also brings good fortune to others.

Simple and clear.

"Yes, Feng Shui means the elements of wind and water - the house cannot block the airflow. Although Lanzhuang is surrounded by mountains, the airflow is smooth. Tigers and tigers are full of wind, so there is no problem with the wind." Song Jingyun stepped towards the road leading directly from the mountains to the village. running water.

"The water phase is unique," Song Jingyun marveled, looking at the rocks in front of him that formed a natural ring due to erosion by mountain streams. All mountain spring water enters Lanzhuang through this stone circle, "Long Tuzhu Cave."

Sang Ting followed him and didn't understand: "What?"

"It's just that the rocks trap the water and draw the water up to bring wealth. It forms the image of a water dragon chasing a pearl, and even better, it will form a dragon pearl."

Song Jingyun pointed at the mountain ring and said with a smile, "The feng shui of Lanzhuang is quite good. Maybe the original owner of this place is also proficient in feng shui."

"Maybe." Sang Ting couldn't say.

"By the way, how well do you know about the border area?" Song Jingyun turned over a bluestone slab in the clear pool according to the momentum of the water flow. If a Feng Shui dragon ball was formed, it would be in this direction, "Don't just pick me up and let me see Feng Shui."

"I've understood the most basic things, but there are some places I'm not allowed to visit," Sang Ting frowned, "I've never been to the day and night borderland, and there's no borderland forum."

"Normal, because you logged out abnormally."

As expected, Song Jingyun saw a round, milky-white pebble under the rock, and then he was relieved and dropped the stone slab.

I thought that the owner of this house really put a lot of effort into decorating it. Feng shui nourishes people's luck and also affects people's emotions and character.

With this Feng Shui control, it can bring blessings and ensure success.

"When you enter the border area, you will be able to obtain the status of a formal player," Song Jingyun used the protruding rocks to easily jump out of the clear water pond, "The corresponding exclusive imprints can be unlocked. By the way, did you bring any weapons in?"

"Of course it's a gun," Sang Ting said, "and it seems to have become a usable weapon."

"Oh my god, hot weapons..." Song Jingyun scratched his face and said helplessly, "It's really a bug."

"Hey, Xiaowu went to feed Xiaoliu, so where is Quan Heng?"

Song Jingyun asked again, "Even if you can't help it, you have to measure the extent-I'm afraid she has been working non-stop these days, and she has to enter the border area tonight."

"The boss has his own plans," Sang Ting's attitude became indifferent and a little cold, "I advise you to keep your mouth shut."

Song Jingyun paused his hand on the robe, looked at Sang Ting with cold eyebrows, and suddenly realized in his heart-

That's right, this kid gave him face entirely because of Quan Heng. Once he left Quan Heng's sight, he was no longer a young and lively person.

"Young Master."

Someone suddenly walked up behind him quickly, glanced at Song Jingyun first, and hesitated for a moment.

"The boss asked someone to prepare tea for you," Sang Ting looked at Song Jingyun, "It's Mengshan tea, which is said to be a common tribute tea in your Taoist temple. Your Taoist temple is in Tianfu, so you should be used to it."

"You are really thoughtful," Song Jingyun laughed, "How do you know I'm from Tianfu?"

Sang Ting glanced at him and said coldly, "You can stand here, you have been investigated thoroughly."

Song Jingyun: "…………"

You are too frank, brother.

Sang Ting waited for Song Jingyun to walk away before speaking: "What's the matter?"

"There is a gathering at the training camp today," the subordinate whispered, "Does the boss plan to go and see it, or skip it?"

Sang Ting watched people lead Song Jingyun into Lang Ting: "There is also a meeting at the company today, I will ask the boss later."

"Yes." The subordinate hesitated for a moment, "There is another thing, about the boss."

"Boss?" Sang Ting glanced sideways, "Did you ask for confidentiality?"

If Quan Heng didn't speak, even Sang Ting shouldn't know.

"No," the subordinate hurriedly clarified. He knew the rules. "The boss didn't order it."

"Well, what's the matter?"

"The boss transferred 48 people out and scattered them to various places. They were all...bloody."

Sang Ting was slightly surprised: "48 people?"

"Yes, the top 50 students in terms of skills."

You still need skills? Those are all black households raised by a gang.

"I know," Sang Ting glanced at him, "Stop here, shut up."

"Don't worry, young master."

"By the way, when will Sister Yunbai come back?" Sang Ting asked.

"Sister Huo will be back the day after tomorrow, when the boss's birthday party is held." The subordinate hurriedly said, "Everything goes well."

Sang Ting nodded: "Okay."