The whole person feels like soaking in a hot spring, very comfortable.

This feeling lasted for an unknown amount of time. It was not until Chen Feng realized that the energy in the Oracle could no longer be absorbed that he came back to his senses from that trance state.

When his body gradually returned to normal, Chen Feng picked up his phone and checked the time. Only seven or eight minutes had passed. If he was just judging from his feelings, he would have thought that at least half an hour had passed.

Chen Feng guessed that this illusion of time was related to the concentration contained in the deer skull oracle bone inscriptions.

Still using the previous analogy, absorbing energy is like drinking beer. If you drink beer, you may have to drink two or three bottles to get drunk, which of course takes a long time.

But if you drink 56 degrees Lao Baigan, you will be drunk immediately after drinking three or three ounces, and of course the time will be much shorter.

Chen Feng continued to sit there and felt his whole body carefully. He felt that his whole body had become much more relaxed, and his mind seemed to be clearer.

I just don’t know if the tumor in his brain has improved or shrunk as a result.

Chen Feng felt that it was necessary to find a new hospital for a closer inspection.

He stood up again, went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. He couldn't tell much from his face, but he didn't know if it was an illusion. He felt that his skin seemed to have improved a little, and the pores on his face seemed to have shrunk.

point.

Chen Feng is an old man and doesn't care much about the quality of his skin. He was a little confused and didn't look into it further.

I sat down next to the bed again and picked up my phone to check those unread messages.

Then, there was a knock on the door.

Chen Feng ignored it at first, thinking that the other party would leave, but the other party continued to knock on the door rhythmically, and then shouted: "I am the hotel waiter, you called the front desk to say that the air conditioner is broken?

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Chen Feng then replied impatiently: "It's not me, you have the wrong person."

"The other party clearly said 403 on the phone, and he also claimed that his surname was Chen. Isn't that really you?"

When Chen Feng heard what she said, he couldn't help but frown, and after a moment of self-awareness, it seemed that there was no danger signal.

"My surname is Chen, but I didn't make the call. Stop yelling. I want to rest."

"Okay, excuse me."

After the waiter left, Chen Feng opened WeChat and looked at the unread messages, which were all sent by his confidante.

Wu Mengting, his nominal girlfriend, only sent a message yesterday asking him when he would go back. Chen Feng told her that he would drive back today and arrive tomorrow.

Wu Mengting didn’t send any more messages today.

The rest, one by one, basically sent him messages today. Those in Xiuzhou asked him where he was now and when he would arrive tomorrow.

Including Guo Mengyao, who seemed to be having a cold war with him before, she also sent him a special message today, saying that she already knew that he would return to Xiuzhou tomorrow and hoped to meet tomorrow night to talk in detail.

In fact, he didn't reply to most of his messages. Liu Ying, who sent him a lot of photos of his daughter, replied a few words, and Sun Xiaorui.

Chen Feng did not reply to the rest, including Guo Mengyao.

After reading all these unread messages, Chen Feng thought about it and decided to contact Yang Ziying to avoid her worries.

Then, the knock on the door rang again.

Chen Feng suddenly became a little unhappy. He thought it was a hotel waiter, and then he heard a somewhat unfamiliar yet familiar voice: "Chen Feng, are you in there?"

After Chen Feng thought for a moment, a beautiful face appeared in his mind. He immediately stood up in surprise and shouted back: "I'm here, wait a minute."

Chen Feng walked quickly to the door, opened it, and looked up to see Zhao Zixuan looking at him with a smile. It was indeed her, his high school classmate, the ugly duckling he thought at the time, but actually the white swan.

At this time, she simply wore a ponytail, a grass-green knitted cardigan on her upper body, a pair of black wide-leg pants, and a pair of canvas shoes on her feet, which was simple, graceful and casual.

Her skin is like snow and her smile is full of smiles, just like a white lotus in full bloom.

"Why are you here? Also, how do you know I'm here?"

Chen Feng was really surprised at this moment.

The two of them would meet unexpectedly in this strange small county. The probability is really comparable to winning the lottery jackpot.

If he met him in Xiuzhou or even in the capital, he wouldn't be so surprised.

Just like the last time the two met at the airport, although they were a little surprised, it obviously didn't surprise Chen Feng this time.

This feels a bit fantasy.

If he hadn't known that Zhao Zixuan couldn't find someone to locate him on his cell phone out of boredom, he would have thought so immediately.

"I was traveling here, and I saw you from a distance on the snack street over there before. At that time, I thought I had recognized the wrong person. But when I walked to the hotel, I happened to see you again.

Carrying things from the trunk of the car into the hotel.

This time I looked more carefully and felt that I had seen the right person, but I wasn’t sure yet. I happened to be staying in this hotel too, so I followed you in. I didn’t catch up with you, and I only saw you taking the elevator.

I went up to the 4th floor. I could only go to the front desk and try to find out if there was anyone named Chen Feng who lived on the fourth floor, but the front desk wouldn't help me check, and they wouldn't even give me money.

I had no choice but to take a stupid approach. I paid for a waiter to knock on the door one by one on the fourth floor and found an excuse to go into the room to check. In the end, you were the only one who didn't open the door, but you admitted that your surname was Chen, so I went to find you.

come over."

After hearing this, Chen Feng became even more confused: "You can contact me directly and ask me? You don't have to go to so much trouble, right?"

Zhao Zixuan suddenly stopped smiling and said in a cold tone: "I added you as a WeChat friend before, but I sent you messages several times and you didn't reply, so I deleted you out of anger."

Chen Feng: "..."

Chen Feng was a little embarrassed. He had never replied to her messages before, and he didn't know that she had deleted him.

However, he actually wanted to say to her: You can ask your classmates for my contact information. Can't you add me as a friend again?

But he wisely chose not to pursue the subject further.

"Okay, I've explained everything clearly, can you let me come in and sit down?"

Only then did Chen Feng come to his senses and quickly turned sideways to invite: "Of course, please come in."

Zhao Zixuan raised her feet and entered the door. Chen Feng closed the door smoothly, and then he felt something was wrong.

It was late at night, I was alone, and I was in a hotel.

But it is obviously not necessary to leave the door open, and it will appear that he is not magnanimous.

Besides, she is not afraid of any woman, so what does he, a grown man, have to be afraid of?

So, Chen Feng turned around and walked into the room naturally.

The room he lives in now is relatively expensive in the area, costing more than 500 yuan a night, so the room is a little bigger. There is a sofa and a coffee table against the wall, and the TV is also a little bigger, 55 inches in size.

Zhao Zixuan walked over and sat down on the sofa naturally.

"Would you like some water or a drink? I'm afraid the hot water is not clean, so I won't invite you to drink it."

The visitor was a guest, so Chen Feng acted like a host and treated him politely. There were many ready-made drinks in the room, and even red wine, of course, you had to pay extra.

"No need. Let's just have a casual chat. I just explained why I appeared in front of you, so now you can explain to me why you are here?"

Zhao Zixuan, with her arms folded across her chest, her posture elegant and natural, really looking like she was chatting.

"I was driving back to Xiuzhou from the capital and passed by here. I stayed here for one night and then set off again to Xiuzhou tomorrow."

"Driving back to Xiuzhou from the capital? Why? It takes at least ten hours to drive such a long distance, right?"

"The whole journey takes about fourteen hours. I brought some things with me to the capital this time. It's not convenient to carry them by plane or train, so I have to drive."

"I see, is this the big cardboard box?" Zhao Zixuan pursed her lips towards the cardboard box placed beside the bed and asked curiously, "I saw you moving this box before, what's in it?"

"They are some antiques."

"Can I see it?"

"There's nothing interesting to see." Of course Chen Feng didn't want to show it to her, there was no need.

"What? You don't buy and sell cultural relics, do you?" Zhao Zixuan looked at him suspiciously.

Chen Feng said angrily: "It's okay, these are all oracle bones, and they were given to me by a collector."

"Oracle Bones? Give it to you? Why would he give it to you and such a big box? How is this possible?"

Zhao Zixuan looked even more disbelieving.

Chen Feng was a little speechless, but after all, he was his old classmate, so he could only be patient and explain briefly: "I did him a big favor, so he gave me these."

Zhao Zixuan stared at him for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, I believe you."

Chen Fengxin said, do you need to believe me?

However, seeing that she had no intention of continuing to watch, it seemed a bit more appropriate.

So, Chen Feng immediately changed the subject and asked: "Are you the only one you are traveling here this time?"

"Yes, it's just me. I've long wanted to come here for some sightseeing, but I never had the time until I resigned from my job a few days ago. Then yesterday I took the train here on a whim."

"You resigned?" Chen Feng was a little surprised and asked with some concern, "Are you too tired from work, or are you bored? I heard that you have an annual salary of one million, and you are really willing to do it."

"It's okay when you're tired, but you're very busy when you're busy and very idle when you're free. The annual salary is indeed more than one million, but in our industry, this amount of money is really not that much. In front of you, a billionaire

, it’s not even worth mentioning. I resigned mainly because I felt that if I continued to work like this, I would lose my job.

I was wasting my good years. Life seemed to have no other meaning besides working and making money. Anyway, in the past few years, I had made enough money to spend on myself for more than ten years, so I resigned and thought
To be continued...