Chapter 55: Rich, willful

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For this person's wide-ranging, sweeping stone decisive behavior, has caused many people's ideas, but why, several people want to secretly follow up on the other side of the very, and, without exception, all the secret followers, are inexplicable Lost in the middle of the road, lost directly...
Some people did not believe in evil. Today, the man came again. This time, the original stone of a whole trailer was scanned. Several unscrupulous men followed the trailer through the streets of the city. They followed the road. Watching the owners of these two trailers took a lap around all the city shops in the city, and bought a lot of rough stones.
The three men were poor, and the three men watched for a few days. They knew that the people wearing the heads would buy a lot of gold coins every day to buy the original stone, but they never came out on the spot. They started to worry, but...when When they followed a small alley, the trailers that were close at hand suddenly disappeared from their eyes. They were shocked and chased them up, but... a small alley, the three people turned around for a long time. Did not come out.
If they know that there is something called "ghost hitting the wall," perhaps they won't be so obsessed with death.
The trailer they followed, has come to a dilapidated house to stop.
Although the yard was dilapidated, the door stood with two powerful guards. After seeing the cloak, and the trailer, the two guards greeted them again, and took a trip to the house, and they came out in a while. He was a guard, and he was holding a few pieces of rough stone and entered the house.
Linghe squatted with a stone filled with a yard, and the mood was extremely complicated. Some of the guards on the house went to carry the original stone, while the other part was sitting in the yard. Some of the oysters used the utensils to polish the rough stones.
The man in the black cloak walked to Linghe's side, Linghe immediately said: "Miss, how much do you want to buy?"
The man took off his cloak, and the exposed face was the smiling face of the monsoon smoke. "Not much, so much for the time being."
"..." Linghe's mood is more complicated.
I don’t know why Miss is so interested in gambling stones. Every day, I wear a bodyguard and pull the trailer to the gambling stone shops in the city to sweep the goods. But the guards who have been to the monsoon smoke have returned their expressions. It is a look of no life.
The style of monsoon smoke in the gambling stone shop, the standard is simple and rude, the shop is to sweep a circle, then the hand is a mess, the raw stone that she ordered is not asking the price, directly loaded and transported, from the heroic The style of work has really made a group of guards look silly.
At first, Linghe wanted to block the monsoon smoke, but when he discovered that the original stones returned by the monsoon smoke, all of them hidden in the rare ore, they could only swallow the words of persuasion silently. Nowadays The two warehouses in their house have been filled with all kinds of rare ore, and their value is immeasurable.
Linghe is on the one hand, they don’t have to be too poor and happy, and they vomit blood for the special goodness of their own lady.
This little girl of this age, isn’t it all like to decorate the mirror yellow?
How do their young ladies like to be together with a pile of broken stones?
so tired……
The monsoon smoke knows Linghe's mind, but does not explain much. These absorb a lot of aura on the ore, let her inner Dan heal gradually, although the speed is slow, but it also has a certain effect, but only ......