"It's okay, it's okay," Hong Dali didn't feel anything at all: "We're not going to fight. It's better to have something than nothing. Use it when you can, hehe."
"Okay." He agreed, and then Wang Daoming got off the Venerable mecha. The old man was still a little disappointed: "Master Dali, I'm really sorry, the old man has embarrassed you."
"Okay, okay," Hong Dali said that it didn't matter at all: "Anyway, just keep it for now, don't worry, when you find the Magic Record, you can practice according to it."
"Sure!" Wang Daoming nodded: "When I read these three moves in the Fantasy Record, I just remembered them roughly. At that time, I couldn't practice this kind of trick. When I come back and find the book, I'll try it again, old man.
!”
Hong Dali nodded: "Well, that's settled."
Now that the Venerable Mecha has been obtained, Dika couldn't wait any longer and carefully asked Hong Dali: "What about that? Brother Dali, help me ask Mr. Tang Long if there is any junk here. I will also sell it."
Spend your pocket money..." This was the condition Hong Dali agreed to at the beginning. After all, Dali eats meat, so he also needs some soup.
"Yeah, okay," Hong Dali agreed: "Uncle Tang Long, take Brother Dika for a walk and see if there is anything you can use to give to Brother Dika. He has helped me a lot.
Woolen cloth."
"Okay, what the young master promised will naturally be done." Tang Long immediately took Dika in to choose things, and soon, Dika's exclamation came from inside: "God, this... this
It’s developed again! It’s developed this time, hahahahahaha!”
After all, it is the vehicle of the galactic noble Dongfang Bubai. The little things that can be taken away are all rare. Not to mention hundreds of thousands or millions, at least tens of thousands of galactic coins are still available. Although one is worth two
It's an inconspicuous piece, but if the quantity were larger, it would be a huge fortune.
"Okay, Dali," the leader looked around. Then he looked at Hong Dali: "Things are almost done, let's go back first? Over there at Hongwu Villa..."
The Fantasy Record is at Hongwu Villa. This place must be found.
"Okay, speaking of which, I haven't gone home for a long time," Hong Dali nodded: "Then let's go back now."
Hongwu Villa, speaking of it, is Hong Dali’s home, and it feels very cordial.
They entered the yard on Dika's spaceship. After parking the spaceship, everyone got off the spaceship with cheers. The old housekeeper hurried over to greet them: "Master. Madam, the young master is back."
"Well, come back and have a look." Everyone felt a little bit sad when they returned to Hongwu Villa again after a long absence.
How long have you been out for? Just over a month.
As a result, when I came back, times had changed - Hong Weiguo had become one of the five oligarchs of the Resource Chamber of Commerce, and Lan Ruoxi also benefited. The company's stock price soared, Hong Dali was in line with the universe, and there were more women around him...
When we got home, Lan Ruoxi's Queen Fan came back again.
She walked around in front of the servants below with a cold face, and then said in a cold voice: "During the time when we are not at home, are you all behaving well?"
Hearing her question, everyone below suddenly trembled violently. The Queen is back again. The good days of freedom are over!
"Everything is quite normal," the old housekeeper quickly reported to Lan Ruoxi: "The entire manor is in good order. Everyone is working very hard and no one is lazy." As a housekeeper, he naturally has to keep a close eye on this kind of thing.
Yes, we can't say that the master will cause trouble at home when he leaves. In that case, he will be the butler for the rest of his life.
"Well. That's pretty much it." Lan Ruoxi looked at the servants at home again, and then asked: "Did you find a book called "The Record of Fantasy Demons" while you were cleaning? If so,
Tell me immediately where this book is and I will reward you with a reward of 10,000 yuan."
Ten thousand yuan! As long as you tell me where this book called "The Book of Fantasy" is, you can get ten thousand yuan!
For these servants, ten thousand yuan is not a small amount of money.
Originally, in a book that is not important to me, if I tell you where I can get a bounty, if I know it, I will definitely tell you. But I don’t want to. Look at these servants below.
Look at you, no one said anything. Judging from their expressions, it's obvious that they don't know where the book is!
"Doesn't anyone know?" Lan Ruoxi's expression became colder and colder. She slowly glanced around, and finally fixed her eyes on the old housekeeper's face: "Do you know where the book is?"
"Reply to Madam," the old housekeeper thought carefully: "The books in the manor are basically in the master's study. If the servant who is responsible for cleaning the study has not seen that book, then it is probably gone." He said
After saying this, he asked carefully: "This book...is of great significance?"
"It's very important." Lan Ruoxi touched her chin, and then said calmly: "Everyone is going to look for it now. As long as all the books are brought out, no one is allowed to be missed!"
"Okay, ma'am!" the housekeeper agreed immediately, then turned around and said, "Everyone heard it, right? Why don't you go find it quickly!"
Hurrah! After hearing the order, all the servants immediately rushed into the building and started looking for books all over the world to move out.
There are indeed a lot of books in the Hong family, but in just ten minutes, the entire Hongwu Villa's servants brought out more than three hundred books of various kinds.
There are psychology, marketing, and economics. In the end, Hong Weiguo blushed and secretly hid a copy of "Jade Futon"...
Well, what a great book!
The servants there were moving out the books, and the chief here led everyone to search them one by one.
As a result, I searched for more than an hour and searched through all the books, but could not find the extremely precious "The Record of Phantom Demons".
"Teacher Wang," the leader looked at Wang Daoming and asked carefully: "Are you really sure that the book was buried here? Could it have been damaged when the villa was being built?"
"It must be buried here," Mr. Lao Wang scratched the top of his head, which had few hairs, and said: "Back when the Japs invaded, I was afraid that if I died, the Japs would get away with this secret book, so I went out of my way to take care of it.
It was buried. I was indeed buried here at that time. This is absolutely correct. But I can’t remember the specific details. It’s been decades..."
It was just because it took too long that I was depressed - the chief was not afraid that this book would be hidden by someone who wanted to, after all, not many people knew the value of this thing, and it would be of no use to ordinary people if they took it. What he was really afraid of was that
Yes, don’t be bitten by rats and bugs after all these decades, that would be depressing...
"Are you sure these are the books?" Lan Ruoxi asked the housekeeper at this time: "Every corner and any position in the entire villa must not be missed."
"Go back to Madam," the housekeeper lowered his head and said respectfully: "According to the number, they should all be here. The entire villa should have been searched by now."
Is it true?
Everyone was a little anxious. At this time, a servant suddenly said: "It seems that Master Dali hasn't gone to his room yet..."
"Dali's room?" Lan Ruoxi looked at the servant, and then turned to look at Hong Dali. If her eyes were close to zero when she looked at the servant before, then they were definitely thirty degrees when she looked at Hong Dali -
—Completely different!
"Dali," Lan Ruoxi said with a smile in her eyes, "How about we go to your room and have a look? Do you mind?"
"Ah?" Hong Dali looked around, then thought carefully, there should be nothing in his room that can't be seen... He quickly agreed: "Okay, no problem, then let's go and take a look.
,To be honest, I forgot whether there is such a thing..."
"You bastard, you can't possibly lose such an important thing, right?" The chief muttered, and the group followed Hong Dali and Lan Ruoxi upstairs.
Speaking of which, even though we have known each other for such a long time, this is the first time for everyone to go to Hong Dali's room, so Tang Muxin, Li Nianwei and other women who are close to Hong Dali are all a little worried...
Entering the door, going upstairs, and soon arrived at Hong Dali's room.
Speaking of which, Hong Dali's room is nothing special. It is about thirty square meters, which is not too small. There is a huge bed in the middle, and there are various posters of muscular men on the surrounding walls, a computer, a TV, a writing desk, etc.
Commonly used furniture, to put it simply, are all high-end and high-end brands, absolutely high-end goods. In the corner is a small doghouse, and Satsuma is lying lazily in it and looking at everyone.
Looking at the posters on the wall, Tang Muxin secretly tugged on Li Nianwei's clothes and asked in a low voice: "Sister Nianwei, look at the posters in Dali's room, does he like men?"
Li Nianwei was stunned for a moment, and then said in a dumbfounded voice: "Probably...no way..."
Hong Dali has a good ear: "I am a straight man, I am a straight man! What are you thinking!"
Tang Muxin was immediately frightened and hid behind Li Nianwei: "I am also curious..."
At this time, the chief and others also started to search Hong Dali's room, but after searching for a long time, they couldn't find it!
"God, is it really lost?" The chief said frantically: ""The Record of Phantom Demons"! If this thing is really lost, the loss will be huge!"
"Where did you put it?" Hong Dali scratched his hair hard and thought carefully for a while. At this time, Satsuma smiled and barked: "Woof!"
"Eh?" Hearing Xiaoxiao's cry, Hong Dali said strangely: "Xiaoxiao, don't make trouble, we are looking for something."
Xiaoxiao barked twice more: "Woof woof!"
"Ah? You said there is something strange in your kennel?" Hong Dali walked over curiously, squatted down, put his hand into the kennel, and then froze - and soon he took out a book
Come on, that book seems to be thousands of years old. The pages are withered and yellow, and three big characters are written on it in traditional Chinese: "The Record of Phantom Demons!" (To be continued)
