20 years of restarting life

Chapter 1337
Zhao Changan took Wen Ye with him, had a sumptuous breakfast at the gate of SISU, commented on many pretty girls with curvaceous bodies who got up early, and then drove to Gusu.

Looking at what he accidentally revealed on his wrist between his gestures, Zhao Changan curiously let Wen Ye reveal it, only to find that it was a string of black and red rosary beads that could not be seen from the material, like jade and wood. There is also a Tibetan bead that seems to have many eyes.

"Where did you get it, Tianzhu! How many times?"

This rosary bracelet Zhao Chang'an looked at it hot-eyed, and said shamelessly: "In the mist, I think it is very destined for me."

"Because I am the fate between you and it. Although it is an ancient thing, the artificially inlaid chalcedony used to be a rotten street thing. There is no such thing as more eyes than less eyes."

Wen Ye made it clear that Zhao Changan would not give it if he didn't think about it, and he was still bullying Zhao Changan for his lack of knowledge and ignorance.

The specific method of this ancient method of artificially inlaying chalcedony has long been lost. Now the fake ones are washed with strong acid, and the more delicate ones are etched with plant alkali.

And no matter how many times you glance at the one Wen Ye is wearing, it is already a sky-high price for the name of out-of-print Tibetan beads.

Selling at the current market price can cost tens of thousands of 10,000+.

If you get it in Southeast Asia on Hong Kong Island, as long as you can tell stories, you can sell it for hundreds of thousands. If you meet a big shot with a good eye, it is not impossible to spend 80 yuan.

"Where did you get it, I'll get a bunch too?"

Zhao Changan did not give up lightly: "We are brothers in groups."

"You have grown to such a height. This is an isolated copy. Don't even think about stringing each person. I will go to Xiyuan Temple in a while, and there is a large string of even better beads around the neck of the abbot. If you have the ability, you can fool yourself." .”

"What are you doing there?"

Zhao Changan glanced at Wen Ye's bracelet: "Isn't it already in your hand? Could it be that your real purpose is the string of Buddhist beads, and the bracelet is just an addition."

"In Xiyuan Temple, there is a volume of "Avatamsaka Sutra" written by Master Shanji with the blood of his tongue. It has been 610 years ago, and it is worth seeing."

"Can you see the real copy?"

Zhao Changan expressed doubts.

"I've already read the real copy."

Wen Ye spoke very plainly, but Zhao Changan felt that he was pretending.

"Xu Xian, the more you play, the more advanced you become. Not only are you cultivating your sister-in-law, but you actually went to the temple to find Fa Hai."

Wen Ye smiled and did not answer, but shook his right hand slightly.

With a slight 'crack' sound of the beads and stones colliding, the bracelet on his right wrist retreated into his hand, and he pretended to play with it one by one.

"This is forcing!"

In all fairness, the string of rosary beads in Wen Ye's hand is really amazing, and Zhao Chang'an couldn't help but be jealous.

"This was given to my grandma, and it was also given to the monastery by my grandma's parents 60 years ago. In the hands of the master, he discussed the Buddhist number beads and held the Dharma for 66 years. It can be regarded as returning to the original owner."

Wen Ye couldn't be bothered by Zhao Changan, so he had to say: "My grandma is in her early [-]s this year, and she was only in her teens when she left here. Many of the people she interacted with back then, or their descendants, are still here. On a piece of land. Moreover, they still miss the old feelings."

Grandma Wenye’s branch lived in Suzhou for decades, and Mingzhu and Jinling formed three points along the lower reaches of the Yangtze River.

When the devils in Jinling attacked and slaughtered the city back then, the people in the city fled and scattered to death, strangling all the connections in the city below.

And Mingzhu is mainly doing business and exporting for foreigners, and after the fall, they surrendered to the enemy, not to mention that there is no relationship, even if they pick it up again, there is still a little bit of difficulty, Ye Pingbai, Ye Pingju, Ye Henian, Ye Jinghai and the others There is no face to recognize each other.

Only in Gusu, although there are only Grandma Wen Ye and Wen Ye left, the underlying context of the entire city remains intact.

If you want to chat with those local old people near Yeyuan, many of them can outline the grand occasion of the Ye family in Gusu Yeyuan, and the appearance of Grandma Wen Ye, the sixth girl of the Ye family.

Zhao Changan hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you returning?"

"I remember that night, it was not long before the second half of the third year of high school. Did you say that I would kill thousands of people?"

"Remember."

That day was Zhao Changan's first day back at the age of 19, of course he remembered it very clearly.

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"Did you and Chen Jing have a problem?"

"Did you drink a bottle of Erguotou in one sitting?"

"Don't ask, Thousand People Kill!"

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"No way, you're so obsessed with this title, shit! Since you're obsessed, I don't think you've killed a single girl until now."

Zhao Changan was surprised.

"Didn't I tell you that I made a breakthrough that night and aspired to be a thousand people?"

"Apart from Niuer letting you behead these days, what else can you behead?"

"During the Chinese New Year, I went to Siberia, hehe~"

Wen Ye smiled and said half of the sentence.

"As for hiding it?"

"It's not about hiding, Lao Zhao, we are destined to go on different paths. You like rules, money and power, women and reputation, but I just like to tear up the rules and find the source."

"Why don't I say you're pretending to be aggressive, and what you say is full of force!"

"Don't talk about it, I'm going to stay in the temple for a few days to cleanse and temper my soul."

"Are you all right?"

Zhao Changan could hear the unusualness in Wen Ye's words. This buddy has been withdrawn and forbearing for so many years. In the third year of high school, Chen Jing and her parents jointly put him on the line. Let alone drank a bottle in one go. Erguotou sleeps in Luanfengang, and after the college entrance examination, he can still pass the college entrance examination, which is considered good if his nerves are not oppressed.

"The murderous nature is too heavy, you have to nourish your accumulation."

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The car passed Yangcheng Lake, and the wind was sunny. Because of the sea breeze from the east Pacific Ocean, the temperature here is two or three degrees higher than that of the mountain city at the same latitude in winter, and one or two degrees lower in summer.

So some peach blossoms along the way are already in full bloom, like pink clouds of the same tree, blooming in the silhouette of the blue sky.

Blue sky and white clouds, empty fields, emerald green lakes and rivers, and a tree with rainy pear blossoms and sparse apricot blossoms, cool spring breeze blowing in from the open car window,——

Very exciting!

"When are you going to open a branch in Wudu?"

Zhao Changan said hesitantly: "It's still early, it's not the time yet."

Brother Pao is not called for nothing. With Liu Yihui's current ability and Yinan's strength, it has nothing to do with going to Yanjing, Huadu, or Zhengshi, Jiangcheng.

But if Liu Yihui went to Sichuan and Sichuan rashly, no matter how much family property Liu Yihui brought there, he would still be beaten to the bone and sucked out.

It might even be impossible, because he was too young and his money was exposed, and it was not impossible for someone to think about killing him.

"Let me go. I don't know anything else about this game, but Sichuan and Shubei will definitely be popular here. Besides, it's not a problem if one of the four corners is missing."

Knowing that Zhao Changan would shake his head and refuse, Wen Ye didn't give Zhao Changan a chance to intervene and said, "Trust me, old Zhao, I have to sharpen my knife."

"You're sharp enough."

"There is still a long way to go!"

(End of this chapter)