The moment a baby wakes up with a big slap on its little butt, it is destined to be the beginning of a new life. Some people jokingly call it the beginning of all kinds of troubles. People are troubled from birth, and growing up is accompanied by troubles. They are also keen to solve all kinds of troubles.
All kinds of troubles went around in a circle and finally became troubles that were solved by others.
Xu Qing solved a problem and got two bags of bargains. Those two bags of spiritual jade were good things. Jiang Siyu said that they were evidence and should be handed over to the police, but Xu Qing said that they were trophies, or a sum of money.
The windfall would be nothing if he didn't take it, so he picked out a large piece of spinach green jadeite and prepared to carve tomorrow's entry.
Jade carving pays attention to a charm, and good objects can only be carved in a peaceful environment. Jade is the best of all, but what kind of object to carve has become the most tangled issue for Xu Qing. He cannot be perfunctory at the beginning.
When something goes wrong, he must go all out, but this stubbornness that refuses to admit defeat turns into an invisible pressure. For a moment, he doesn't know how to do it.
Jiang Siyu watched quietly from the side as he frowned and looked at the jade on the table in a daze. He raised and put the dagger in his hand up and down again, still refusing to touch the piece of jade. He was hesitating to use this piece of jade.
What would be better to carve out of a large jadeite?
As the saying goes, the authorities are blind to the beholder. Jiang Siyu seemed to see something from this large piece of jade, and she walked out of the ward with a gentle step.
Xu Qing tapped the jadeite on the table with the tip of his sword, but he hesitated to use the sword. This piece of spinach green jadeite was born with a lively and lively charm. If he wanted to create a satisfactory work without destroying its charm, he still had to work hard.
It's not easy.
Unconsciously, a long time passed. Jiang Siyu opened the door and walked in. She was carrying a bamboo basket in her hand, which contained a whole basket of Chinese cabbage and a green cabbage flower. This is a kind of ornamental cabbage, and it is also used as an ornamental cabbage.
It's called Baicaifa, which means good luck, but somehow she got it into the basket.
Xu Qing turned his head and glanced at the cabbage in the basket. His eyes changed from surprise to confusion. He seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and his eyes flashed with excitement. He thought of it and carved a very large one with this piece of jade.
Ordinary cabbage interprets the extraordinary beauty from the ordinary.
It is not difficult to put an idea into action when you have an idea in your mind. It is like writing a novel in advance. Now that Xu Qing has an idea in his mind, he carves this piece of jade into a cabbage, a green and green cabbage.
Chinese cabbage……
There is not a single person in sight in the Siberian Hu family's old castle villa. Many household items are covered with a thin layer of dust. Judging from this alone, no one has lived here for a long time. The huge villa is full of people.
There was a putrid smell, which came from the door of the hall. Two sled dogs tied by iron chains fell to the ground. Their bodies were covered with fat white maggots. They had obviously been dead for a long time. Poor these two dogs had already
He was so skinny that he actually starved to death in front of his home.
Ouch - Two short pitiful roars came from under the dead dogs, as if their souls imprisoned by iron chains were struggling and wailing. The dark yellow corpse water leached out shocking yellow spots on the ground. It was these two gatekeepers.
The dead bodies of the dogs gave the entire villa a sense of death.
Dead dogs cannot bark. Their bodies become granaries for the growth of maggots. These two corpses can support them until they metamorphose into flies. The passing of two lives can nourish thousands of new lives. In a sense,
It is said to be a kind of reincarnation.
Squeak! The closed door was pushed open, and a group of men armed with firearms broke in from the outside. The guns in their hands were all AK47s. This kind of gun is cheap, easy to use, and has great lethality. There were twelve men in this group.
They were all in good shape, with a standard Russian white bear physique. Two of them had several high-explosive grenades hanging on their waists. They looked like they had a ruthless look on their faces, indicating that they had come with bad intentions.
Two burly men in denim jackets rushed into the hall with guns in hand. With a crunching sound, they stepped on the dead dog at the door. I don't know how many maggots were trampled into a pulp.
"Oh! What kind of thing is this? It's a dead dog. It's really terrible." One of the bald men raised his feet with disgust on his face and spat out a series of Russian-sounding curse words from his mouth.
Another man with rosacea and a fleshy face kicked the dead dog in front of him. The tip of the soldier's boot actually kicked the dog's stomach directly, leaving a mess of rotten meat all over his feet. It made him feel sick.
Even the most ferocious tiger man would not want to get involved in such an unlucky thing. It would bring bad luck.
The bald man took two quick steps forward, pointing the gun in his hand. They were not here just to get a sum of money, they also had a very important mission, to kill that damn yellow-skinned devil, and use bullets to kill that
The damn guy was sent back to hell, but when he got here he found that the guy was not at home.
The big man with rosacea took two steps forward, reached out and touched the low cabinet in front of him, leaving a few clear lines, the dead dog at the door, and the dust on the furniture, all of which showed that no one lived there at all, so you can let go of the collection.
Valuable things, as for the bullshit tasks, put them aside for now.
"Come in, everyone is free to look for valuable things. I won't mind if anyone likes these two dead dogs." The bald man has determined that there is no danger in the villa and is fully capable of showing off. It seems that those few are frightened by the devil.
Those who have lost their courage are all wrong. It seems that the yellow-skinned devil has not been home for a long time. It is really a happy thing that those fools are willing to pay a lot of money to hire them to kill people.
The men at the door stopped covering their noses when they heard that they were looking for valuables. They are all strictly trained. There are many small armed groups like them in Russia. Not many can really make money. Look at the room.
From the furnishings inside, you can tell that the guys who lived here before were extremely wealthy, and they deserved a windfall.
A man is not rich without windfall, and a horse is not fat without night grass. The group of people rushed into the hall and quickly dispersed, hanging the guns on their necks to make it easier to find more valuable things. Some people began not to
Satisfied with the few things in the hall, I quickly started to go upstairs along the stairs. Some of them also came up with the idea of various murals on the walls. These murals looked old and might be valuable.
Squeak!
The door seemed to be closed by the wind, and the light in the entire villa dimmed instantly. Rosacea took a few quick steps to the wall, reached out and pressed the light switch. The lights in the hall turned on. Rosacea turned around,
His eyes couldn't help but suddenly shrink. He saw a man with disheveled hair. This man kept his head lowered. No one knew where he came from. In addition to his hair, he also had nails and perhaps his crotch.