Chapter 161: Mail sent in the past

Chapter 161 Mails from the past
I was busy working for a day, and Zhang Da, who was too tired to move, simply asked for a single room at the hotel and planned to take a break.
The invitations for the banquet guests have been issued, and the layout of the venue has been almost completed. The various performers who come to assist are also basically ready.
However, she herself has not yet thought about what should be given as a gift for the grandmother's birthday.
"Can't you go online?"
Zhang Weirui, who can hold a mobile phone, is really shopping in the mall on the mobile phone... Of course, it is not really intended to buy online, just looking for inspiration.
The mailbox suddenly reminded me of new mails - Zhang Yurui has several mailboxes, basically all of them are separated, and what kind of mailbox will be given to anyone.
The mailbox that was received by the mail at this time was rarely used by her, and it was basically used to contact the mailboxes of good friends.
The sender's name says ‘张罄蕊’.
Miss Zhang Da couldn't help but see... Although there are some people who know that they have this mailbox, she can't think of it if she wants to go. In the end, there will be old friends who will do this boring thing.
She opened the mail and the first line of text was a date.
"This... isn't my time in Ulaanbaatar?" Zhang Yurui frowned and began to look at the mail with doubts.
"You are Zhang Yurui, you have four bank cards, the passwords are..., your first time of menarche is 13 years old in March, you took the clothes that day and did not wash it off as Commemoration, now hidden in the ceiling of your bedroom. When you were in the fifth grade of elementary school, you wrote a note of your dreams on the class's Time Capsule. The dream you wrote was to become an adventurer..."
Basically, I saw the contents of two or three lines. Zhang Yurui felt a cold hand and foot and his heart beat faster.
This is terrible!
Whoever sees such an email, the content inside actually puts its own unknown secrets like a few treasures... from childhood to growing up, all of this!
It is like the feeling that everybody has been able to see every move and even psychological activities since childhood, so that Zhang Yurui can not help but creep up.
She didn't even have the courage to continue watching, but she had to look down on love.
"... said so many secrets, I think you will be very scared now. But please don't be afraid. I said so much, it is not to scare you, I just want you to know, I am you. Yesterday you ... I want to tell you something you may have forgotten. Tell you the real scene that happened in the catacomb palace in Ulaanbaatar."
Feeling that the breathing was rapidly rising, Zhang Yurui took a deep breath and his fingers trembled and opened the next page of the mail.
Tomb Palace...Professor.
White wolf... Tianwai Shenshi... Zhangjiao...
Luo Qiu...you night...
"Under my request, or I can keep a part of the memory of the whole thing. I don't know how much I can keep in Luo Qiu's hand... Maybe I am greedy, I quietly write on the way back. I made this, and set the time of the delivery to the day I received the email. Because I don't know, if I know this really too early, will I reveal any flaws, let Luo Qiu discover, and then I took back my precious memories once. I don’t know if I saw this email, that is, you, is it possible to clearly recall this in the future. But I hope... this is for me, for you now, It is the memory of the true most precious experience that can really stay."
The mail has been read, over and over again, after the third time, Zhang Yurui still can not be calm for a long time.
She really didn't have the impression of the content of the email, but compared to what she clearly remembers now, it seems to be more able to explain what she experienced in the underground palace.
She subconsciously recalled the strange scene that happened in school not long ago, which she thought was a nightmare.
Afterwards, in the school, I discovered a skeleton in the old tree under many years...
"If this is true, then I have a series of classmates who are not allowed?" Zhang Yurui could not help but ridicule himself.
She even subconsciously believes that this email is indeed something she wrote to herself.
"But if these are true, even after a while, I am afraid there is no way to naturally think that I don't know. When I meet, I won't be found by this amazing classmate?" Zhang Yurui could not help but smile.
She looked out the window, her legs folded over the couch and squatted on her knees. The outside is bright, but she thinks about the real story in the mail... It seems to be more important than the content of the story that she remembers.
"Dream is, adventurer..."
......
......
Boxing to meat is probably the feeling of the present.
It feels like the internal organs are stirring together. Ye Yan began to think about things to alleviate the pain in his body.
Of course, in this case, the easiest thing for him to think about is the guy who was once caught by himself, suffering from the situation after the hit - probably the situation he is now.
Gently bite the root of the tooth, and the abdomen will bite the root of the tooth whenever he is stressed.
Great idea.
Although I have been careful and always guarded, I have always known that this guy is a murderer who has experienced the war. When he really played, he has already tried his best, but in the end he could not resist the horrible fighting ability of the other side.
"It’s not the elite of Lyon, there are not many people who can knock down my fist."
KingKong.
Ye Yan looked up and looked at the muscles that were not as high as those of the wrestlers, but it was a small look at the power of the guy's body from the beginning.
Ye Yan spit out a water, sweaty wet hair covered his eyes. "You are not bad, it is not a person who has been active in the Middle East."
KingKong sneered, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Ye Yan’s hair. He came close: "Do you know? I have only used three points for a long time."
"Yes? No wonder I have a feeling when I look at you." Ye Yan suddenly smiled. "Do you know what it feels like?"
"What do you feel?"
"The feeling of wild cats." Ye Yan haha ​​laughed: "It turned out that I did not try my best, let me think that you only have these two pounds!"
KingKong suddenly did not speak, with a strange smile on his face, and suddenly punched a fist - the fist did not directly hit Ye Yan, but wiped from his cheek, and finally slammed Hit the wall behind him.
Some of the gravel spattered from the wall hit the back of the head and neck of Ye Yan, causing a slight sting.
Although he couldn't see it, he could think about how much damage this guy's fist had on the wall.
How did this guy practice it... Can the flesh and blood body break the wall with a punch?
At this point, KingKong sneered and still didn't speak. He just stepped back two steps, holding his chest in his hands and staring at Ye Yan’s expression at this moment.
It is like enjoying it.
After a while, KingKong slowly said: "I have similar patience. If you still refuse to say it, who is helping you to hunt down and successfully return to China... Next time, I am not so polite."
This is probably what Ye Yan most wants to hear. He slowly and hardly said: "You...we have put people on our side."

What do you know?
KingKong said lightly:
You can’t get out of this place anyway.

Ye Yan also had to agree with the other party's sentence.
His hands were locked by special handcuffs and nailed to the wall. As for the ankles, they also had the same ankles... This neighborhood is very quiet, and there have been no sounds during these days of being trapped. But the sound of animals can be heard at night, I am afraid it is in the nearby mountains... I don’t think it will be easy to find.
Therefore, if there is nothing unexpected, he will probably die here.
......
"Thanks."
The finger moved slightly, and the sparrow resting on the finger flew up at this moment. The maidservant from the club looked at the little sparrow and turned away.
Nearby is the hill.
In front of you is a simple cement room. It is probably the place where the staff of the forestry bureau provide the rest of the work in the forest... It should have been no one has been here for a long time.
Walking on the rocky road, Yu night looked at his high-heeled shoes. "Well... I knew I would change my shoes and go out again."
(End of this chapter)