If someone is injured, the police will definitely intervene.
With monitoring, the right and wrong of the matter can be understood at a glance.
After Ma Jun beat someone, Yang Long's curse words directly exposed him, and it was clear who was the mastermind.
It was already noon when Luoyang came out of the police station.
Jingle bells, jingle bells...
The phone rang with an incoming call.
Luoyang took out his mobile phone and found an unfamiliar number. He did not answer it in a hurry, but turned the phone over to look at the back. When he saw it, he was stunned.
The Eye of the Feather Blade extended out strips of blood-colored roots and pierced directly into the phone. The eyes became less obvious. After integrating with the phone, it looked like a dark-style 3D sticker.
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The eyes were closed at the moment and there was no sign of opening them.
"It's probably because of the 'activation' in the morning that it fell into a dormant state again." Luoyang guessed in his heart.
The call is connected.
A familiar voice came from the phone: "Great Wizard Luo, how about we chat?"
The voice was familiar, and Luoyang confirmed the other party's identity after a moment of reflection: "Miss Bai, what happened this morning... thank you."
Although there was a hint of teasing in Bai Jing's tone, saying thank you to her was the most basic courtesy.
"Then how do you want to thank me?" Bai Jingxiao asked.
Luoyang suddenly looked to the right side of the gate, and immediately saw Bai Jing standing under an osmanthus tree, at least twenty meters away from him.
Bai Jing was stunned for a moment. He couldn't believe that she was so far away and Luoyang also heard her voice. Otherwise, why would he suddenly look over?
Luoyang smiled and said: "Don't you need to pay for your phone bill?"
Bai Jing shrugged and put down the phone.
Luoyang walked towards her, thinking about how to deal with this woman with an IQ of 141.
"How did you know I was here?" Bai Jing asked as soon as Luo Yang came to him.
Luoyang pointed to a telecommunications business hall next to him: "This store has been selling 5G mobile phones. The sound is very loud. I heard it on my mobile phone, so I guessed that you were nearby."
Bai Jing's eyes did not leave Luoyang's face: "What happened this morning?"
Luoyang smiled: "You probably haven't eaten yet. How about I treat you to a meal? Let's chat while we eat."
"I won't be polite to you, I want to have a big meal." Bai Jing said with a smile.
"Okay, let's go for a walk, you can choose a restaurant." Luoyang said generously, but felt a little weak in his heart.
This time he did make 1.5 million, but the 500,000 earned from the gambling agreement is in Ye Yiming's hands. I don't know if the old man has forgotten it, but it has not been transferred to him yet. A piece of the museum
Even one million yuan has not arrived, and his WeChat balance is only more than 300 yuan. This amount of money is not enough for a big meal.
Not walking far, Bai Jing stopped in front of a Japanese barbecue restaurant: "This is it. I didn't eat to wait for you. I'm already very hungry and can't walk."
Luoyang glanced at the gorgeously decorated store and secretly had a headache, but at this time he could only bite the bullet and hold on: "Okay, let's have barbecue."
At worst, he would just have eel rice when she eats meat.
Ding dong!
The phone suddenly rang with a text message alert.
Luoyang slowed down, took out his cell phone and took a look, and suddenly he breathed a long sigh of relief.
One million from the museum has arrived.
Bai Jing looked back.
Luoyang put his cell phone into his trouser pocket and smiled at Bai Jing: "Just be casual, don't be polite."
A Japanese barbecue restaurant in a small place like Luocheng only costs five or six hundred yuan for two people to survive. Now he has no pressure at all.
Bai Jing was really rude and ordered the most expensive dishes.
Luoyang was secretly glad that the museum's "labor fees" came in time, otherwise it would be really embarrassing this time.
The waiter set out bowls, chopsticks and water glasses for the two of them, and then took away the menu that Bai Jing had checked.
"Okay, let's talk about that eye." Bai Jing said straight to the point.
Luoyang smiled calmly: "I thought I had made it clear. Do you not believe me, or is there some other reason?"
Bai Jing looked straight into Luoyang's eyes: "I believe that the eyes are not weathered. It is the culprit of our accident. You can only dig it out. What you did is understandable, but you can follow me
to be honest."
A woman with an IQ of 141 is really difficult to deal with. Although Shi Fei helped him cover up last night, not only did she not believe him, she also made a close guess.
"This morning, that guy was going to hit you, but suddenly he hit the pregnant woman on the head with the stick. Is it because of that eye?" The white eyes were shining with wisdom.
Luoyang smiled: "It seems you already have the answer yourself, why are you still asking me?"
"I want to hear it from your own mouth."
"What if I don't tell you?"
Bai Jing suddenly raised her mouth, looking very unhappy.
At this time, a waitress in her forties came over to serve the food and turned on the barbecue stove for the two of them.
"You go and do your work, we'll bake it ourselves." Bai Jing said.
The waitress nodded, and when she left, she glanced sideways at Luoyang, and her eyes were a little bright.
This is the trouble with being too handsome.
"It seems that you are very charming. Even the aunt is attracted to you." Bai Jing teased.
Luoyang coughed dryly: "Whatever you like to eat, I'll bake it for you."
"Don't change the subject, tell me if that eye is on you." Bai Jing was not fooled.
Luoyang was a little annoyed by her pestering, and said casually: "If I say yes, do you still want me to take off my clothes and show you?"
Her fair face suddenly turned red, and she lowered her head to avoid Luoyang's eyes.
Luoyang saw her blushing and felt that he had gone too far. He coughed dryly: "Okay, before I answer your question, you should answer my question first."
"Okay, you ask." Bai Jing raised her head and looked at Luoyang again.
Luoyang said: "You come to me to ask these questions. I believe you are not just curious, but you must have other reasons."
"Guess." Bai Jing immediately came back with revenge.
Luoyang: "..."
"It seems you can't guess it. Well, let me tell you, I want to learn witchcraft from you." A sweet smile appeared on his fair face.
Luoyang was stunned.
Just now, he actually had some speculations in his mind, and even suspected that Bai Jing wanted to know his secret and "get a share" of his labor fees, but he did not expect that her purpose was actually this.
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence." Bai Jing's smile became even sweeter.
Luoyang asked curiously: "You have a master's degree in archeology, why do you study witchcraft?"
Bai Jing was silent for a moment before saying: "Because I study archeology, I am very interested in the culture of witchcraft. If a person likes sculpture, he should learn sculpture. After I have enough understanding of history, I
It was discovered that witches played an extremely important role in the Chinese civilization in ancient times. The Three Emperors were witches, Xingtian was a witch, and Dayu was also a witch. The ancient Shu Kingdom existed in 2800 BC, and the first generation of Shu kings
Cancong is the son of Dayu, and he is also a shaman. The square bronze mask with two protruding eyes in the museum is Cancong."
Luoyang thought about it and realized that he had indeed seen that strange mask, but at that time he could not tell that it was the mask of Cancong, the first king of Shu, let alone that Cancong was a witch. His knowledge reserve about Bai Jing
He felt admired, but he did not express his stance immediately.
"Before you appeared, I thought witches were just artificially given a mysterious color. There was no witchcraft in the world, and naturally there would be no real witches. When you came, you simply and rudely overturned my belief.
Only then did I know that there are real witches in this world. I like the culture of witches, so I should become a witch. I want to become as powerful as you!" Bai Jing clenched his fist in front of Luoyang with a determined look in his eyes.
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She wanted to look brave and resolute, but she was too beautiful, her skin was too white, and her fists were so small that her posture looked cute, like a wolf baring its teeth in front of a big bad wolf.
The brave little white rabbit.
Luoyang looked into her big eyes: "What if I don't teach you?"
Bai Jing raised her mouth and said, "Then I will keep pestering you until you teach me."
Luoyang had a headache, not because he was afraid of her entanglement, but because she knew that he dug out his eye from the bronze knife, and that eye also affected the brain of the Ma Jun and injured a pregnant woman. That's why,
He couldn't reject her coolly. On the other hand, he was actually a little moved in his heart. If he accepted a disciple who was proficient in history, it would also help him. To put it bluntly, he himself was also looking for the origin of the ancestral witch.
Want to get more inheritance and become stronger?
"You asked me two questions before, and then you want to learn witchcraft from me. You can only choose one." Luoyang decided to test her.
Bai Jing said without hesitation: "I choose..."
Luoyang interrupted her: "Besides, even if I teach you, you may not be able to learn it."
"I still choose to learn witchcraft from you." Bai Jing smiled happily.
Luoyang sighed and nodded.
"Master, what do you want to eat? I will bake it for you." Bai Jing got into the mood.
Luoyang said angrily: "Don't call me master."
"Okay, Master."
Luoyang: "..."
A barbecue meal costs 528, and the boss is so generous that he pays 8 yuan for zero.
The two came out of the barbecue restaurant and walked aimlessly.
"Master, what are you going to teach me about witchcraft?" Bai Jing couldn't wait.
Luoyang said with a bit of a headache: "Don't worry, I'll go back and sort it out first to see if there's anything suitable for you to learn. When your work here is over, you come to Bacheng to find me, and I'll teach you then."
"Okay, I will follow Master's arrangements." Bai Jing agreed.
"You go back to the museum, it's time for me to go back to Bacheng." Luoyang said.
Bai Jing put her hand into her trouser pocket and took out a red envelope, and suddenly stuffed it into Luoyang's hand: "Master, this is the apprenticeship ceremony, please accept it."
Luoyang couldn't laugh or cry: "Why are you doing this? Take it back, I don't want it."
But Bai Jing turned around and ran away, smiling and saying, "Can't you just return the favor to me as a disciple?"
Luoyang wanted to catch up, but thought it was a little inappropriate on the street, so he had to give up.
He opened the red envelope and took out the contents.
That's a pen.
Luoyang had a strange expression on his face.
Where is the custom of giving pens to apprentices? This chapter has been completed!