My Wealth is like a Deep Sea

Yang Long slowly covered the box and gave it to No.3.

A greeting was given to the old man with white hair: "Thanks to the old man for giving this book. If there is any need, the younger generation will do their best!"

"I am so old, what do I need, what can I ask for?"

The old man with white hair shook his head with a smile, "It's not too early, I won't send you out!"

"That junior will leave first, and I will visit you later!"

Yang Long salutes again and then leaves with No. 3.

After speaking for a long time, Yang Long was a bit uncomfortable.

I walked out of the alley and saw the lively streets, crowded by the modern crowd, only to relax.

At this time.

The mobile phone rang.

Yang Long looked at it, Ye Ziting called.

I also found that there were several SMS alerts for missed calls on my mobile phone.

This kind of text message will only appear when there is no signal. It is strange that the signal here is so poor?

"Hey?"

As soon as Yang Konggang answered the phone, Ye Ziting over there asked gaspingly: "Where have you gone? My uncle and aunt have reached the top of the mountain!"

"I'm still halfway!"

Yang Long also panted deliberately, "Don't talk, let's gather on the mountain!"

Ye Ziting said: "OK, there is a tea house on the top of the mountain, we are waiting for you here!"

Hanging up the phone, Yang Long hurriedly left the Antique Street with No. 3, came to the foot of the mountain and rented an electric viewing vehicle, and set off towards the mountain.

About ten minutes or so, the two reached the top of the mountain.

Yang Long glanced at the calm number three, and said, "You're tired, do you know that you are breathless?"

"But...we are not sweating!"

No. 3 said honestly.

Yang Long was shocked, indeed.

Just when he hesitated how to dress more like that, he found that there were wet wipes on the roadside. He suddenly had a way to buy a pack of wet wipes and handed one to No. 3.

"Wipe your face so they can't see it!"

In this way, Yang Long walked towards the tea house where Ye Ting and his parents were while wiping his face.

The teahouse on the top of the mountain is much better than the antique street, and there are two floors above and below. In addition to selling tea, there are other foods.

But the price is more expensive than below.

When Yang Long came up, Yezi Ting and his parents were drinking a bowl of small hanging pear soup together, seeing Yang Long immediately beckoning: "Why are you so slow? We have been waiting for you several times halfway, and we have not seen you. Silhouette."

"Call, call..."

Yang Long gasped. "Don't say it. It's too south. Is there anything to eat or drink?"

"I also ordered pear soup for you, and it's almost dry now!"

Ye Ziting gave Yang Long the pear soup in front of him. When he approached him, he smelled it carefully. "Why don't you feel sweaty and smelly on your body?"

Yang Long was taken aback, could it be seen through?

So he picked up the wet tissue and said, "Is this the smell? Lavender?"

Ye Ting shook his head: "I don't know the smell of lavender yet?"

Suddenly, her eyes saw the box No. 3 placed in front of her, not only asked, "What is this?"

"We bought it on the road!" Yang Long made a lie.

But see Ye Ziting has hugged him.

And at the moment she hugged, she sniffed again, surprised and said: "It's the smell of this box, just like sandalwood!"

"Oh, this is a sandalwood box!"

Yang Long said, took the box over, and said, "I bought it because of sandalwood!"

Ye Ting nodded, seemingly incomprehensible, and no longer tangled with the box.

They climbed up and were very tired.

And hungry, let them go on again, absolutely not do it.

It happened that there was a black car on the top of the mountain for years, and the family took a car downhill.

There is a hot spring villa at the foot of Shuanglong Mountain.

Yang Long directly proposed to go to the mountain village for a lunch, and then go to the hot spring for an afternoon before returning home.

Neither parent nor Ye Ting had any objections to this proposal.

So after a full meal, the family opened three rooms.

However, Yang Long didn't go to the hot spring, but excused himself to go to sleep after a while.

As soon as Ye Ting left, he opened the box and took out the "Jian Zhen".

Stroking the cover, Yang Long's hand started shaking again.

Open the title page, and the small seal font above can be recognized in front of you.

But only the first page left Yang Long a headache.

With his current amount of knowledge, he is not incapable of understanding what is written above, but reading it throughout, it feels like a model of modern success, and only one truth is said, that is, there are many truths and falsehoods in the world. Fake, it's like the soul chicken soup.

Can't help but wonder, is this the so-called God Book among the Taoist classics?

"Ugh!"

After Yang Long sighed, he put the book into the box, fell to the bed with his eyes closed, and his tiredness instantly struck.

In his sleep, he dreamed of a very strange scene, and it was very chaotic. He didn't know what he dreamed of until he woke up.

Changed the swimsuit and bathrobe, and went downstairs to the hot spring pool.

As soon as he entered the door, he was attracted by the flowers of Baihuahua.

However, he found a very strange phenomenon, some people actually emit dark light, as if surrounded by muddy air.

Especially some good-looking girls who had facelifted at first glance, and their body was heavier.

But for those girls whose appearance and Shencai are very ordinary, there is no such phenomenon.

As for men, there are also some people who are entangled in turbidity, but just can't see the reason why they don't entangle it.

After all, in terms of appearance, they are not as obvious as those cosmetic women.

"Is it...the reason for reading "Jian Zhen"?"

Suddenly Yang Long thought, he couldn't help but shudder, and his scalp began to numb.

It is said that Daqian World is full of wonders, and even Longshantang can rely on cultivation to achieve a life span of more than 200 years, and it can transfer memories to itself. What is impossible?

Can the book "Jianzhen" really identify all the truth in the world?

Thinking of what the old man with white hair had said, Yang Long was more skeptical. What is drawn from this book, is it not an academic theory, but a real eye opener?

"Yang Long? Are you down?"

At this moment, Ye Ting's voice sounded, and she saw her arms stretched out like white, waving from the water, "What are you stunned? Come and soak?"

"Oh!"

Yang Long walked past.

He found that Ye Ziting was not entangled with turbid air. Does this mean that she is completely true?

After Yang Long went into the water, Ye Ting whispered: "Are you so stupid with so many girls?"

"No!"

Yang Long quickly denied, "I'm not used to so many people taking a hot spring together, I thought it was the kind of small pool!"

Saying this, Yang Long saw a black muddy air in front of his eyes, drifting in the air with the hot air of the hot spring.

Lifting his head and looking at the ceiling of the hot spring room, the roof actually spread a layer of black turbid gas.

Yang Long couldn't help but be more curious. How many people in this pool have hypocrisy?

"There are also separate pools, but you have to go to the back villa area and have to rent their villa!"

Ye Ting said, "We didn't choose the right place."

"such!"

Yang Long soaking in the hot spring water is really comfortable.

Judging from the water vapor, the hot spring water of Shuanglongshan Hot Spring Villa is true. After all, it has just been opened for about half a year. The underground hot springs are still abundant. When it is doing word of mouth, it should not be faked in this regard.