On the train, the four people sat together, but they didn’t buy a sleeper berth, only hard seats.
The fat man sat with Hu Bayi, and Shirley Yang liked to sit by the window, and Zhou Hao sat next to her eating melon seeds, lowering his head and sending a message to Xu Banxia.
There is no WeChat in this era, and text messages have just emerged.
After staying in the mountains for almost a week, the two of them had never broken down and they were sending text messages, because even if Zhou Hao's mobile phone was specially made, it was not guaranteed that there would be signals in the Worm Valley at any time.
The fat man ate the melon seeds and said, "You said we have found the Luchen Beads, why are the red spots on our bodies still there? Will it be a while before they can work?"
Zhou Hao: "I think this thing needs a ritual to relieve your red spot curse. It's not like this to find it."
"What ceremony?" the fat man said anxiously
Zhou Hao shook his head and said, "How do I know? Did King Xian leave any instructions for use? Go back and ask Mr. Chen or Professor Sun. I'm fine. I've found the beads. Is it still far from lifting the curse?"
Hu Bayi nodded thoughtfully, Shirley Yang looked at him and said, "Old Hu, what are you thinking?"
"I always feel like I've forgotten something important!"
Zhou Hao smiled and said, "Did Brother Hu take something good?"
He remembered this scene, and Hu Bayi was criticized by the fat man.
Hu Bayi's eyes lit up and looked around, took out something wrapped in cloth from his pocket and said, "Look at this! Did Boss Zhou see it at that time?"
Zhou Hao nodded and said, "I saw it, but I know you should have your own reasons."
The fat man opened it and found that it turned out to be a bag woven in gold wire, with a string of green rings inside the bag.
He took out one, his eyes lit up and said, "Where did this come from?"
Hu Bayi: "This is from King Xian, I brought it out."
"Hi! You're so good. Don't let me take it away. You can take it out by yourself!" The fat man complained, "This is jade, there's still a qin on it."
Shirley Yang: "This ring is shiny and smooth on the plate, and it should be a common object."
"Will King Xian seek immortality all his life? Could it be that he used it to cooperate with the spirit plate and use the word "Tianzhi"?" Hu Bayi guessed.
Fatty: "Set words, can you use so many words?"
Hu Bayi: "What if it is a set? Other backups, or when he sees the location of the nebula, he needs to use a different ring?"
Zhou Hao: "There are 16 jade rings in total. Maybe it is related to your sixteen-character Feng Shui Yin and Yang secret technique?"
Hu Ba nodded and said, "I doubt it too, so I brought it out."
As the fat man listened to their discussion, his hand slowly put the bag away and was about to stuff it into his pocket, but Hu Bayi snatched it over and put it back in his pocket.
The fat man pursed his mouth and looked regretful.
If it is placed on the fat man, it is likely to be sold when he goes back. If it is related to the Dust Bead, they will cry to death!
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After returning to the capital, Zhou Hao waited there for another two months, waiting for Shirley Yang to identify the results of the Hu Chenzhu.
Shirley Yang first went back to the United States to bury her father and mother. The fat man didn't understand. His ancestors were obviously Chinese, so he had to bury his bones abroad.
Isn’t this a foreign land? In fact, for Chinese people like Shirley Yang, the country is just the ancestral land, while California, the United States is their biochemical place and their hometown.
After returning, Shirley Yang went to identify the Huchen Bead and Jade Ring.
Zhou Hao has been staying in the Siheyuan in the capital for the past two months, practicing, reading, painting, and writing, and his life is fulfilling.
Xu Banxia is very busy, Zhou Hao only went back to Binhai once, and the two of them often talked on the phone. Xu Banxia is now living a tight life, but it is much better than in the original plot.
Zhou Hao said to lend her some more money, but she said she didn't want anything. This girl likes to make money, but she also has her own self-esteem. Zhou Hao's help without any repatriation made her unable to accept it.
The two of them have never had a chance to go further because they have no time to be together.
To be honest, Zhou Hao originally planned to go back and take a step further with Xu Banxia. After all, he has been vegetarian for a long time, but since he started practicing the mind method, Zhou Hao felt a little cold.
This exercise has side effects! Of course, it will recover after stopping practice for a few days.
On that day, Zhou Hao was drinking tea in the courtyard with words written on it, and Hu Bayi stood on the recliner and watched the secret technique of Feng Shui Yin and Yang in the sixteen-character feng shui and Yin and Yang.
They have all started to practice Zhou Hao's physical skills and breathing. Hu Bayi's figure has obviously begun to become more and more strong. Only Fatty is the only guy. I don't know if his fate is also protecting his personality. This guy has never been able to lose weight.
Zhou Hao is very good at eating, and his appetite is almost as good as Zhou Hao.
There was a sound of motorcycles outside. It was probably because the fat man was back and the door was pushed open with a bang.
Hu Bayi cursed: "Fatty! How many times have you told me, please push the door lightly, this door has only been installed for less than a week."
These guys, including Shirley Yang, seem to be born with body refining monks, or they are sons of luck. Zhou Hao made great progress after teaching them.
The strength has been greatly enhanced in just one month, and the fat man has increased the most, so he can't control it anymore.
The fat man smiled and said, "Haha, what's the point of a door? We're not short of money. Do you know how much the painting "Yunyu Chalong Village" drawn by Boss Zhou can sell? Just now, a foreigner pulled me and insisted on paying $100,000!"
Hu Bayi sat up and took a sip of the tea ceremony: "Did you sell it?"
The fat man glanced at Zhou Hao who was writing seriously and said, "No, how dare I? That's Boss Zhou's personal thing, it's all for the scene."
"Boss Zhou, give me a real foundation. How much money can your works be sold? Too many people ask for the price. Not only oil paintings, but people ask for the price of your characters and landscape Chinese paintings. However, a hundred thousand US dollars is the highest. In the words of the British, he just likes it simply. You are a newcomer to oil painting, and the work cannot be sold at the price of a master."
Zhou Hao didn't raise his head, "Do you think I'm short of money?"
The fat man thrust his face, and he saw that Zhou Hao seemed to use a gold coin to placing the table foot?! Damn it!
He ran out happily, found an ultra-thin wooden board to help Zhou Hao cushion the table and stuffed the gold coins into his pocket.
"I know you are not short of money, but don't you also want more people to appreciate your works when painting? People are just cheap. The more expensive things they think are good things. Then we can't understand any higher paintings. They are like ghost painting talismans, but they are world-class and are sought after by people all over the world! Do you think?" The fat man said, "
Zhou Hao stopped writing, he had finished writing, and this was the first chapter of the Tao Te Ching.
Chapter completed!