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Chapter 293

This interrogation actually lasted for a long time, because Lu Dafei and the others asked Ning Chi first and then Mei Qian, so by the time they left, it was already close to dinner time.

Ning Chi went downstairs to give it away and bought some food. He would definitely not be able to go out today. Mei Qian lost interest in packing. He leaned his travel bag on the sofa and opened the lunch box.

He was a little unhappy because someone interfered with his plan, and Ning Chi was probably annoyed by the questions, or maybe he had other thoughts. The two of them faced each other and ate with their heads down, rarely remaining silent while eating.

After eating, Ning Chi, who didn't want to take a vacation, saw that his boss really didn't want to take him on a trip, so he had no choice but to carry away the garbage.

Mei Qian took a sip of water and then remembered that she still had a friend like Zhang Yu, so she immediately picked up the phone.

It was getting dark outside. He thought Zhang Yu was at home, but he didn't expect that it took a long time before he was connected, and there was a lot of noise in the background.

"Young, Officer Zhang works overtime on his first day on the job, what's wrong with him?" he joked.

"If you fart, hurry up!" Zhang Yu's voice was full of disgust.

Mei Qian didn't care about this. They knew Zhang Yu for more than a day or two, and he knew that Zhang Yu was troubled by a difficult situation. He stopped being polite and spoke directly about being questioned by the Hangzhou police today.

"I'm not sure about this matter. How about I ask it for you?" Zhang Yu was silent for a moment and then said softly.

It is impossible for someone coming from Hangzhou not to say hello to the local police. Such a vague tone already explains something.

Mei Qian immediately said: "No, I'm not looking for you to find out information and embarrass you. I plan to go out for a walk these two days. It won't have any impact, right?"

"It's okay if they didn't say anything when they left." Zhang Yu answered quickly, but with a slight hesitation in his tone: "But I personally suggest that you stay at home and don't go anywhere."

Mei Qian chuckled and then changed his tone to a more relaxed tone: "Is it because you caught a lot of tomb robbers in the ancient Western Region and they are planning to take revenge on me?"

"How do you know?" Zhang Yu almost yelled this sentence, and then lowered his voice: "Where did you get the news? Has anyone contacted you? Or has someone already taken action?"

"Isn't that right?" Mei Qian replied calmly.

"I don't care what channel you got the news from. I'll give you one more piece of advice. People who are unfamiliar with it must not believe it." After Zhang Yu said this, the call was disconnected.

Mei Qian looked at the darkened screen and gradually frowned.

To be honest, Mei Qian looked down on those so-called peers from the beginning to the end. Tomb robbers are just thieves and they cannot stand on the stage at all.

What concerned him more was Zhang Yu's last words...

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Except for last year's continuous rain, the summer in July was actually very hot. Mei Qian's house was always open, so the temperature was suitable.

【In view of the general environment,

If it were the usual time, Mei Qian would be either lying on the sofa watching dramas or playing games.

Today was different. After talking to Zhang Yu on the phone and walking around the living room a few times, but still having no clue in his mind, this guy didn't know what was wrong, so he went into the study room and continued to save manuscripts. It seemed like this was all he needed.

It's like I can forget my worries.

It can only be said that people are fickle, and he has really become a diligent person now!

!

I have to say that Mei Qian has been in really good shape recently. When he opened the document, his thoughts surged out like a spring, and he simply forgot what Cavan was.

Whether it is a fictional story or a past event deep in memory, in Mei Qian's written description, the character with the same name gradually becomes more fleshed out, and officially begins Bo Yun's weird, absurd and fantastic life...

After the small climax of the last update, the following chapters seem a bit dull.

But this is something that cannot be ignored. Together with the hardships the protagonist endures at the beginning of the journey, it will eventually become the protagonist’s important memory and life wealth.

Because they had done a lot of big jobs on the way to escape, the three masters and apprentices of Mei Qian had a lot of resources and were able to work in this place in Guangdong Province.

But after settling down in a place called Beizhuang, I didn't have to worry about food and drink at all, and my life was quite comfortable.

But people's thoughts are aroused. The eldest disciple Bao Jiyuan was nearly thirty years old at that time, and he gradually had more thoughts.

Mr. Jiao An couldn't stand it anymore, so he let him wander the world alone.

As a result, only Mei Qian, a close disciple, was left with Master.

In fact, when I accepted Mei Qian in the first place, I felt pity for him, and secondly, I wanted to support him in his old age.

Therefore, when the eldest apprentice left, Jiao An was afraid that he would not be able to keep his younger apprentice, so he strictly disciplined him.

Jiao An is worthy of his family background. He is not only good at digging pits but also has skills that are not inferior to those of young people even at the age of seventy.

Of course, the young people mentioned here refer only to rookie Mei Qian.

Under his suppression, the latter became extremely obedient and studied the art honestly. Five years passed in a flash.

In fact, even if the master allows it, Mei Qian will not run out, and he lives in seclusion and rarely sees outsiders.

First, there are constant natural and man-made disasters outside the village, which makes it really unsafe.

The second reason is that he is different. After living in the village for half a year, Mei Qian found that his condition seemed to have stopped at a certain period of time, especially his hair, which had not grown at all for such a long time.

So much so that five years later, he still had dazzling short hair, and his appearance and body shape were exactly the same as when he first traveled through time.

Jiao An also discovered this anomaly, but he was well-informed and said that Mei Qian was not a mortal and had great fortunes.

Therefore, the teaching of the young apprentices was more attentive and stricter.

Under such circumstances, Mei Qian's knowledge became more and more abundant, but his master became older and older, and finally passed away one day.

Mei Qian fully fulfilled his promise to become a master, found a feng shui treasured place for his master to be buried, and sent him off wearing sackcloth and mourning.

As soon as the master left, Mei Qian packed his bags and left the small mountain village.

At this time, he already had the capital to travel around the world.

During the days of seclusion, Mei Qian actually planned his future more than once, whether to be a knight and travel around the world, or to personally participate in the unprecedented changes outside.

But after wandering around for a while, he encountered obstacles everywhere and gained a deeper understanding of the world, but he was incompatible with the early revolutionary party.

He was alone, with neither power nor money to support the revolution. In addition, he had seen the extraordinary power of this world, and he had always longed for it. Naturally, he set his sights on the ancient tomb despite being short of money.

Perhaps out of the inexplicable self-esteem of the time travellers, or perhaps out of the shame of digging graves, which is a derogatory practice, Mei Qian would wear a mask specially made for him by his master every time he robbed a tomb.

Gradually, because of his great skills, he was able to make big moves, he was fair when cooperating with others, and he was fair in dealing with things. Coupled with his conspicuous short hair, he began to gain some reputation in the street, and he was nicknamed - Iron Mask.

Buddha!

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