Chapter 792: I will look at you quietly.

I will watch you quietly in Chapter 792.
This is the first rain that ushered in after New Year's Day.
The temperature in the south has dropped by six or seven degrees because of the rain. It has a little winter taste.
Shi Shijie wrapped his long gray coat on his body and got off the car. When he told the driver to wait, he pressed the doorbell of the Zhangjia Mansion.
The servant quickly came out and led him to the study room of Zhang Lilanfang, the wife of Zhang’s old lady.
"Shi, I will not go in, the old lady is waiting for you inside." The maid left very politely: "I am going to pour you a cup of tea."
"Thank you." Shi Shijie said, "In fact, you don't have to be so polite."
As the veteran of the Zhangjia Group, Shi Shijie has been staying from the generation of Zhang Yurui’s father until now. Nowadays, as the general manager of the group, the past is the same as Zhangjia.
Knocked at the door first, and after the old lady's response, Shi Shijie sorted out the clothes and pushed the door. He went straight to the front of the desk.
Since the number of old women fell after a month ago, they have been resting at home. In addition to the longevity that preceded it, it has not been seen before for a long time - of course, the old lady has been living in the past few years.
There are still many people who want to meet every day, but they are blocked by the maids.
"Madam, your looks are much better."
"Shijie, come here, sit down." Zhang Li Lanfang smiled.
"What about Miss?" Shi Shijie asked as he opened the chair and sat down.
"Nani went to school and said that she was going to take the final exam. She just switched to the department, and her studies fell behind. So I have to use some points. I have been late lately."
People like Shi Shijie, if they were in the old days, they are people who belong to the family, are close people, and are confidant.
Modern people are impetuous and utilitarian. It is difficult to find Shi Shijie who is so loyal and loyal - so he can be in the group.
But in turn, it can also be explained that Zhang has a kind of embarrassment that no one can use.
This further Shi Shijie seems to have been able to peep into the group's board of directors.
Zhang Li Lanfang flashed some thoughts in her heart, but her face was calm. She put together a Buddhist scripture that was being turned over and then indulged for a moment.
Shi Shijie’s skill in trying to figure out the old lady’s meaning was very good. He immediately said,
Mrs, is there any trouble?

Zhang Li Lanfang shook his head: "The trouble is not a troublesome thing, but things are beyond my expectations... or, in the old saying, things are impermanent."
"lady?"
Zhang Li Lanfang removed the Buddhist scriptures on the desktop and pressed a photo below the book. She put out some photos, Shi Shijie would like to know, and quickly took a look at it, randomly showing a strange look.
"This young man is not her lady's..." He looked at the old lady in surprise.
He recognized the young man in the photo and even investigated his background. The young man in this photo is called Luo Qiu, who is in the same class as Miss Zhang.
That class is a bit special. On weekdays, there are only Miss Zhang and young people in the photo. The old lady took this young man with ulterior motives, so he secretly investigated it.
Only after this class was cancelled, Luo Qiu dropped out of school. After that, it seems that she has no contact with Miss Zhang, and the investigation will not be done. If the old woman suddenly took out the photo and stimulated the memory, Shi Shijie almost forgot the existence of this young man.
"Madam, why is this? Is this young man coming to contact the lady again?" Shi Shijie frowned.
"If it's just this thing, it's still a good deal." Zhang Li Lanfang was quite helpless: "I was looking for me by an old man yesterday. He said that he found a lost descendant of his relatives, so please help me, check it out. Issues."
"He?" Shi Shijie looked at the young man in the photo again. The construction around him was not like the domestic one. It seemed to be abroad, but he could not see where it was.
The photo was taken from the side and it was a bit like a sneak shot.
"My old man has already confirmed it." Zhang Li Lanfang counted the beads on his wrist. "You will check it out. Especially his father's business, listen to my old friend said that Luo Qiu's father was unexpected." I am dead, but the record is not very detailed, so go find it."
Shi Shijie nodded, but he wondered: "Mrs. If you really investigate the background, is it better to let Ah Qi shoot?"
There are very complicated forces in Zhangjia’s back. The Zhang family on the bright side is doing business, which is the development of the industry after the old lady joined Zhang. In the back, the old woman was originally a Miss Li, and she also had some industries that belonged to her. It was not so white on the table, but the Li family behind it, the profit that is earned every year, is probably much richer than Zhang’s group. .
The seven of Shi Shijie’s mouth is now the person Li is responsible for the business, and the intelligence network he owns is very large.
"His father is a public official." Zhang Li Lanfang said indifferently: "Have you forgotten?"
"Oh... I remembered it, it was the police." Shi Shijie nodded. "Exactly our group has recently given the bureau a lot of money, and I asked their leaders to ask questions."
"Ask can, but don't make a sound." Zhang Li Lanfang said: "My old friend is a bit special, it is not convenient to leak."
Shi Shijie stunned and then nodded in a dignified position - the old lady could use the word 'special', which is naturally not ordinary.
"Let's go, there is news to inform me the first time." Zhang Li Lanfang waved.
Shi Shijie nodded and left - he had planned to go back to the company to open a meeting today, but thought of what the old lady told him. After getting on the bus, he directly asked the driver to call back to the company and canceled the meeting today.
"... In addition, help me to meet with Secretary Chen and say that I want to invite him to dinner."
"Okay, Shi total."
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Zhang Li Lanfang is still in the study room, while counting the beads, while meditating on Guanyin's heart, after waiting for a period of silence, she picked up the phone.
"Madam, what are you looking for?" This is an old and gloomy voice.
"A seven, give me something to do." Zhang Li Lanfang said indifferently.
"Mrs. You said."
"After some time, I may have an old friend who will return to China." Zhang Li Lanfang paused and then said: "His identity is a bit special, but if he enters, he should have a solution. But you still help me prepare." a bit."
"Well, I am going to prepare a special passage right away. When your friend arrives, I will let people pick it up."
"Well, let's go." Zhang Li Lanfang nodded and said: "Is there anything special recently?"
"Madam, the business of the family is all normal. In addition, I have recently received a list. I am considering whether or not to agree. I would like to find more information and then find you and let you decide."
Zhang Li Lanfang said: "Let's listen."
"The list is made by a Japanese." Ah Qi quickly said: "He said that he has a special map on hand, saying that he can go straight into the main tomb of the Qin Emperor Mausoleum, and now asks to cooperate with us to develop."
"Qin Huangling?" Zhang Li Lanfang is unusually surprised. "There are still people who call it... Is the map true?"
"Unclear, our people are still identifying, but several masters said that the map can be traced back to the Qin Dynasty. But the structure shown on the map, and any known structure of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum can not Connected up."
"Hmm..." Zhang Li Lanfang meditated.
A seven again said: "Madam, the country had an order long ago, and the dark ones are not allowed to actively develop the Qin Emperor Mausoleum. How do you deal with this list?"
"If the map is true..." Zhang Li Lanfang flashed a glimmer of light in her eyes.
As a family of fallen families that has been passed down in ancient times, the wealth accumulated by Li’s family is hard to imagine... Although such industries have been maintained, more is just to prevent the loss of this technology, and even the ancestral training. the reason.
However, as a descendant of a family of fallen families, there are some complexities for the Qin Emperor Mausoleum, which is the mystery of the legend. Many generations of Li family are also dedicated to the excavation of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum.
Of course, even if the Qin Emperor Mausoleum can finally discover the success, and dig out some precious secret treasures, it is not important for Zhang Li Lanfang. What is important is that it can overcome the problem that many generations of Li family have been vomiting blood.
"A seven, take the map and give it to me." Zhang Li Lanfang slowly told me.
Regarding the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, Li Jia had already gone through it once in the Song Dynasty. The ancestors inherited a lot of information - this batch of information is even more than the officially owned information of the memory.
This is a secret - Zhang Li Lanfang thought that this was until she turned into a loess, and finally passed it to Zhang Yurui's hands, and did not see the secret of the day.
But now... maybe you can give it a try.
A lifetime.
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The old cockroach opened the door of the monastery room, holding a bowl of fish soup that had just been prepared.
Inside the room, the young beggar was doing bedside, taking care of the unconscious little girl who came back from under the tree after the storm yesterday.
"Isn't you still waking up? Xiaer, how's it?" The old cockroach put the fish soup on the bedside cabinet.
Young cockroaches... Charles turned his head and shook his head: "I still haven't woken up, DeLand."
"Possible child." DeLand put his hand on the little girl's forehead and slowly closed his eyes: "May the Lord bless."
At this moment, the little girl in the sleepy moment suddenly showed a bit of pain, and a few fine sweats ooze from her neck.
"Is it a nightmare?" Xia Erqi grabbed the little girl's hand with some heartache, as if she could give her some courage to tide over the difficulties.
Delan sighed. "I don't know why the phone can't get out. Otherwise, we can call the doctor. She looks at the situation and she has a fever. Her forehead is very hot."
"I don't know who is such a cruelty." Charlie was a little angry and reached out to grab the silver collar on the little girl's neck, and there was only a small chain left.
"You give her some fish soup." Delan whispered: "I went to see if there is any way to find someone to help, send her to the small clinic in the village."
Shirley nodded.
DeLand left the room again, and Charle took the spoon and sent the fish soup to the little girl's lips and found that he couldn't feed it anyway.
Sharon was helpless, so he had to drink the fish soup first, then leaned over, put his lips on the little girl's lips, and then slowly poured the fish soup into the mouth of the little girl.
This is not an easy job. A bowl of fish soup used this method and it took more than ten minutes to feed.
I don't know if I have the illusion. After drinking the fish soup, the little girl seems to look a lot better.
Shirley then called a plate of warm water, wet the towel, then lifted the little girl up and began to wipe her face and neck. The clothes had been changed to a clean one as early as last night.
But just this little girl had a nightmare, a cold sweat, and it was not good. Shire simply untied the little girl's clothes and began to wipe the little girl's back.
No need for any maintenance products, no need to apply anything, this young girl, the skin is light and delicate, like freshly shelled eggs.
The warm rag wiped the little girl's back a little bit.
Shirley looked at the little girl's back neck position, a soft line between the small earlobe and the neck, and I don't know why the heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
Her breathing also became a bit heavy and her throat became slightly dry.
Shirley shook his head and took a deep breath. The hand with a hot towel began to pass under the arm of the little girl, let the little girl lie in her arms, and then began to wipe the little girl's body.
The small half of the silver chain on the collar of the neck was dropped on the chest of the little girl, and it was close to her. She was unable to remove her from the pink spot of the little girl. eye.
Her breathing became more and more heavy... The little girl's body seemed to carry an endless magical power, and she suddenly lost her reason.
Unable to suppress the impulse like instinct, Charles couldn't help but bow his head and gently kissed the little girl's shoulder. As with the breath, the tongue began to move back and forth on the little girl's shoulder.
Her hands had long put down a gentle towel and then climbed onto the little girl's body.
Why...the body will...
Shirley slammed his head and then let go of the little girl in horror, then looked at his hands... a little trembling.
Shirley flew a cross in front of himself, then folded his hands and closed his eyes. "Master, please ask your sinner."
Shirley then bit his teeth and quickly put the little girl's clothes on, and then covered her with a quilt. She didn't dare to look at the little girl and hurried out the door.
She is going to the auditorium where she wants to pray and swear, otherwise she feels she must not be forgiven... How can she do this?
God! I must have been tempted by the devil!
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Sheriff didn't know that after he hadtily left, the room suddenly opened a strange crack - the distorted space.
A woman in black and white maid clothes walked out of the crack and stood in front of the bed: the maidservant of the club.
Looking at the little girl who had never woken up, the club's maid's lady had no expression on her face, and the cold-eyed look made her look like a statue.
"I hurt my master, I didn't say I want to let you go..."
The maid's lady put her hand on the little girl's forehead. "The Star of Morning... The original sin of arrogance. Since you have chosen to fall in this place, feel the glory of your father."
The maid's palm suddenly burned a black flame. The flame printed a black lotus mark on the little girl's forehead, then sank into the forehead and disappeared.
"Enjoy your vacation."
After doing this, the maidservant returned to the original road, and the crack finally disappeared. Only the little girl fell asleep in the room.
She doesn't seem to have a nightmare.
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drink! Drink... drink! ! drink--! ! !
In an abandoned building, Bucky was carrying an olive crown and leaf crown, then grabbed his wrist and waved his arm.
On the finger of the waving arm, there is also a silver ring.
drink--! ! drink--! ! !
He waved it at a glance, and it has been more than an hour since he was already wet with sweat.
"What are you doing here?"
Unpredictable, there was a feeling of no feelings behind Baki, which made Baki suddenly startled and quickly turned around - saw the maid in the club.
"No... aren't you let me practice it?" Baki swallowed nervously. "So I thought, if it is more imposing, it will be better."
Ms. Muran said: "You just have to practice the meditation exercise that I have given you to improve your spirits. The blessing ring and the launch of the Gospel crown only require mental strength."
"Yes...this is the case." Bucky nodded. He always felt that this beautifully-looking maid would suddenly tear his body and become bloody.
Humph! Even if your appearance is more optimistic than Lucifer, don't want to lie to me!
Then, the maidservant waved her hand and a stool appeared in the void. The maidservant sat down directly, and the palm of her hand had an extra album.
Bucky's eye point, I suddenly saw this album seems to be a recipe? Recipe... recipe? ? ?
When the maid lady opened the recipe, she looked down. "You meditate, my master went out on a business trip. Before you have a little grade, I will stare at you and assist you in the soul harvest."
But I would rather practice it alone...
Bucky looked at the maidservant with a low back pain... Don't you know that this will make people feel a lot of pressure?
suddenly.
"Right." Yuyou looked up and looked at Bucky and said: "I will leave every day for breakfast, lunch, afternoon tea, and dinner time. You can move freely... Start today. Now, distance There is one hour and thirty-seven minutes for tea time."
Oh! Praise God!
(End of this chapter)