Chapter 9: Is it a spirit stone?

Feng Jun kicked down the stone pier, and at the bottom of the stone pier, there was a flash of red light.
Looking around, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the bottom of the stone pier had a groove in which an egg-sized ruby ​​was embedded.
Feng Jun grew up in the family of a small citizen and didn't know much about rubies, but he can swear that this is definitely the most charming ruby ​​he has ever seen in his life-no one!
This gem is crystal clear, reflecting the bright and soft light under the sunlight, magnificent yet warm.
For a time, Feng Jun was a little faintly enlightened: this village may have been suffered because of this ruby!
Such a large piece of ruby, if you bring it to reality, let alone say that it is no problem to sell a few million. Of course, how to explain the origin of the gem is a problem and a trouble.
Feng Jun's ancestors were also widened. It is said that he had been out of Jinshi or something, but he still could not produce convincing evidence.
However, are gems only gems? Feng Jun doesn't think so. Otherwise, why would his stone ring marks get hot?
Since there is no need to realize this gem, Feng Jun does not hesitate to extend his left hand and press towards the gem.
Buddies already have storage space, earning big money is sooner or later, the task now is to find out the truth of adventure.
He didn't dare to hold all the gems with his left hand, but took it with the smallest thumb.
At the next moment, his body shuddered suddenly, only to feel an inexplicable energy, following the little finger of his left hand, directly poured into his body, surging violently.
This energy is invisible to the naked eye, but the impact on his body is so real, from reality to wildness, from reality to heartbreaking.
"Uh ~" He couldn't help but mumbled, at this moment, he felt that his left hand was about to explode, otherwise he would be shocked if he was worried about being discovered.
However, immediately afterwards, a sharp burst of coolness came from his wrist, and the mark of the stone ring became clear.
The stone ring can bring coolness, but the tip of the little finger is irritable, Feng Jun gritted his teeth hard, and the pain was trembling, he felt that his left hand was no longer his own.
Ok? How is the color of ruby ​​weakened a bit?
After about ten minutes, the magnificent red of the ruby ​​gradually dimmed, but the stone ring marks on his hand became clearer than ever.
About half an hour later, the ruby ​​faded its last trace of red, changing from pink to off-white, and then shattered, turning into a pile of white powder, and falling down from the stone pier.
And Feng Jun ’s stone ring marks on his left wrist became clearer and more blue, and looked like a tattoo.
Unfortunately, the shape of this tattoo is a bit ... then what.
Feng Jun froze for a while, then stretched his right hand to touch his wrist, and the dry heat had disappeared.
"This is ... spirit stone?"
He really can't explain, what is this ruby ​​in the end, using the definition of the online novel to analyze, the stone that can provide electricity similar to electricity contains energy, is it probably the spirit stone?
Could it be that the buddy traversed not at the end of the Ming Dynasty, but ... Xianxia?
At this time, he was desperately eager for a system to appear. Although the legendary system has all kinds of bad tastes, it often makes the protagonist hurt.
Wait slowly, so much oil came out of this body?
In any case, the stone ring marks on his hands deepened, and he didn't need to consider the energy problem in and out of the space for the time being.
So the next moment, he dug a pit with his hand, swept in the debris of the spirit stone, sprinkled with sand and buried it tightly.
Checked it several times, and found that there was no problem, he silently "go out".
However, within a second, his figure appeared again. He bent over and slapped the trolley case on the elbow. "Nima, it's a bad habit of losing everything."
Back to the real world, Feng Jun's first thing is to take off his clothes and put on a cool summer dress.
Then, he picked up Xiao Li's mobile phone and replayed it, as expected, he didn't seem to have any changes throughout the filming process, but ... the trolley case on his right elbow disappeared strangely.
The next moment, the trolley case appeared again, and moved about five centimeters.
If he didn't watch it over and over, he would even think that the trolley case just slid a bit.
Deleted the video he just shot. He took the trolley case out of the bathroom and put the phone to the front desk. "Thank you."
Xiao Li only said a joke, saying that he didn't expect you to be a quick gunner, but found that carrying a trolley case, he rushed into the staff's locker room.
Feng Jun felt anxiously that he needed to take a bath, because even he himself smelled the bad smell on his body.
This bath, he took a full half hour, when he came out, Zhao Hongqi was opening the window, "What does this Nima smell, who stepped on shit?"
Feng Jun's clothes are also stinky. The summer clothes just put on are better. The autumn clothes and trousers and the thick leather jacket can almost kill people.
He had to go out the door and send the clothes in the trolley box to the laundry ... the smell was so smoky that he didn't want to wash it himself.
The female boss of the laundry shop was also disgusted, and finally, for the sake of small money, she did not say anything unpleasant.
Feng Jun was not the case. He came to the clothing store and bought a summer dress. He was still a small name brand "Nine Wolves", and it cost more than 500-buddy is about to reach the peak of his life. This money is nothing. .
After buying the clothes, he did not rush back to the Hongjie club, but took his ID card and found a quick hotel to open a room-then he had to do a lot of tests and then stay in the club, there were many inconveniences.
If he could get the first pot of gold soon, he even wanted to leave his job automatically.
After opening the room, he went out to buy again, mainly for thick clothes and food. He even bought a kerosene stove and went to the construction site to buy a sharpened screw steel crowbar.
The waiter on the floor saw this guest carrying all kinds of weird things and kept transporting them into the room. She was also very surprised. When she found the threaded steel crowbar, she reported to the foreman.
The rebar, which is thicker than the thumb, sharpened its head, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a murder weapon.
The foreman groaned for a while, and slowly said, "You look at it and notify me when he comes out again, I will ask him."
Feng Jun came out again, just an hour later, his brow furrowed, his hair was wet, and his face was unhappy.
The foreman heard the news and hurried over, "This gentleman, did you bring a lot of things into the room?"
Feng Jun waved his hand and said weakly, "No more, just throw it away ... I will keep the trolley case."
He was really not interested in talking. Others saw him as staying in the room for an hour, but he was in that space for four days and three nights.
He rummaged every corner of the village, and he never felt anything that could make the mark heat.
Although this was expected, he was still frustrated-obviously the first spirit stone was easily found.
At this moment, the mark on his wrist has faded away. If the spirit stone charged him with a hundred points of energy, he has now used up a dozen points.
Yes, in these four days and three nights, he has already digitized the relevant indicators.
Although Feng Jun is a liberal arts monk, it seems that he should not be too sensitive to data, but in his double degree, there is a degree called business administration, no data, what management?
Even the ancient Emperor Qin Shihuang knew uniform measurement and measurement, and laid the foundation for a unified China. Since he is a modern man, why should he ignore this?
However, although Feng Jun still has more than eighty energy points, ...... can't be so wasted.
Even worse, he found that if he wanted to find the spirit stone again, he had to prepare more and better equipment.
He has to spend more time in the real world and earn some money. The 10,000 dollars left in his hand are really not enough.
Originally thought that he could not go to work, and since then it has become very high, but in the end he can only sigh: the ideal is very full, but the reality is really skinny.
Since he wants to go to work, he must have a look at work. Seeing that it is not early, he rode a bus and arrived at the clubhouse.
When he was at the door, he met Qin Tao who came to work. Qin Tao looked at him up and down, his mouth moved, and finally he could not hold back, "How do I think, UU reading www.uukanshu.com You are tall?"
Of course I know that I have grown taller, and Feng Jun can't know more about it. In reality, the pants he bought more than an hour ago can't cover his ankles.
Finally, his feet did not grow longer, otherwise, he would not even be able to wear shoes.
In the fitness club, there are instruments for measuring height and weight. Feng Jun took off his shoes and stood up, measured it, and couldn't help but open his mouth in amazement: Is this ... one meter seven or six?
Has finally surpassed the boundary of "third-class disability"?
Even more surprised him that his weight was also reduced to 140 pounds.
As he passed by the front desk, Xiao Li couldn't help but say, "I said, you blinked like this, did you lose weight like this?"
Feng Jun would like to reply with a hippie smile: Look at your photos, Lu Guanluo is like this.
However, thinking that he was about to set foot on the peak of his life, he still restrained the evil taste in his heart.
Successful people, of course, must have quality.
So, he asked with a little surprise, "Really? I just changed my clothes ... It seems that these nine wolves sell so expensive, it really makes sense."
Is it just because I changed my clothes? Xiao Li looked at him from top to bottom and thought it was not like it, but it was not good to ask again.
That afternoon, Feng Jun did not have much work, but what surprised him was that in the afternoon, he actually developed a member.
It was an elder sister in her early thirties. She looked barely able to hit 70 points, but she was abnormally obese. Her waist was not too thick, but her legs were as thick as elephant legs. Her height was almost one meter six or five, and she weighed more than one. One hundred sixty five.
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