Chapter 59

Take good care of Su Qiuyu. After taking medicine and sleeping well, Bai Song fell into meditation. A very practical problem: he has no money!

"Alas." Bai Song turned his back to Su Qiuyu and suddenly thought, "by the way, the ghost fire borrowed two gold coins from me. It seems that there are still fifty silver. Why don't you hang up the trading website to sell it?"

According to the current market price, although the proportion of gold coins has decreased slightly, some people still sell 50 silver for 1000, but the white pine is clean again.

Not to mention anything else, Bai Song's blood recovery now depends on the natural recovery method. He is too poor to afford blood medicine. Bai Song originally planned to buy some necessities and props, which makes it difficult again.

But when you go out to play, you have to spend money. It's nice of you to be a big man. Don't you spend a penny? Even if you don't care what others think, Su Qiuyu has resisted the family for so long. Bai song really can't bear it.

"Come on, it's a big deal to waste time. If you make up for it all night tomorrow, there will always be money." Bai Song gritted his teeth: "it's a big deal. Selling a key equipment is different without gecko shoes in the early stage. Did you think of other ways to do that task?"

Bai Song began to do it. He scanned his identity information on the trading website. This game depends on identity authentication. There is no way to steal numbers.

White pine is eager to sell. It doesn't set too high a price. It's a little lower than the normal market price. The market price is 1200. White pine 1199... It doesn't seem to be much lower.

But this one dollar gap, if the price is taken from low to high, the white pine will be taken first, and the buyer will soon contact. There are not so many cumbersome procedures in the transaction process, such as face-to-face transactions. Bai Song sent a direct email to the buyer. After the buyer confirmed, the customer service directly transferred 1199 to Bai Song's account.

Bai Song boarded the game and read the book back to the city. He was about to go offline when he met the ghost fire and stopped himself.

"Brother song, do you have any other activities? Why don't you practice with me?" the ghost fire asked.

Bai Song wanted to go offline and shook his head; "No, there's something real. Let's talk about it."

"That's right." the ghost fire was surprised, then took out two gold coins and threw them to Bai Song: "this is what the ghost dance guy lost to you."

Bai Song remembered the ghost dance, but it was still inappropriate. Bai Song shook his head and didn't want to.

But the ghost fire forced Bai Song: "take it. My two gold coins have been supplied to me from the guild funds. This is what ghost dance lost to you. I can't take it."

However, Bai Song finally received a gold coin and lost a gold coin of ghost fire. The United States said its name: sharing stolen goods.

No more, Bai Song went straight off the line.

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At the same time, it has been more than an hour since the white pines cleared the ruins of the palace and hell.

A gust of wind blew and the only player left lay on the ground.

ACE.

Baicheng looked at a knife with a gloomy face: "a knife, didn't you say you've analyzed almost? It's been a day! It's taken a day here. People's ghosts have passed the hell of the ruins of the palace. We are still here."

Yi Dao lowered his head and thought. He was too lazy to listen to the nonsense of Baicheng. After a while, he shook his head and said: "no, we have also been to the ruins of the royal palace. With our current strength, we have only passed two levels at most. The configuration of the ghost guild is not much higher than us, or even worse..."

Baicheng is not a fool. After listening to the analysis, he calmed down, frowned and said, "then you say, how did they live in hell?"

It was only after this meeting that he looked at Baicheng and seriously answered his question: "I can't figure it out... I can't figure it out... They should have asked for foreign aid."

"Foreign aid?" Baicheng couldn't help but have that annoying face in his mind and thought to himself, "is it him?"

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The afterglow of the sunset has disappeared and hidden in the back of the sky blue.

The curtain of night is drawn over the sky, waiting for the sunrise to open again.

"Bai Song, help me wipe my body down. I'm a little sweaty and can't sleep." Su Qiuyu said weakly in bed.

After listening to the old white face, Bai Song turned to think, "she is my wife, I am afraid of what." but in my heart, though I think so, I have not seen it for many years before my life, and I feel a little different in my heart.

There is a water heater for bathing with natural gas at home, but it has been in disrepair for a long time. The temperature can only be said to be enough to take a bath in summer. Su Qiuyu is burning. It is easy to catch a cold again when he wipes his body with water at this temperature.

There is a big pot at home for bathing in winter. Bai Song uses a big pot to boil a pot of water for Su Qiuyu. Bai Song takes Su Qiuyu's bath towel in front of the bed and is ready to be wiped by Su Qiuyu.

Su Qiuyu sees Bai Song coming and lies half in bed. Facing his wife who reunites many years later, Bai Song swallows his saliva and gently helps Su Qiuyu wipe his body with a hot towel.

But there are still some places where she can't wipe her underwear. Su Qiuyu wants to open the buttons behind her. Bai Song quickly stops her. He doesn't know why.

Su Qiuyu looked at Bai Song strangely. She was puzzled in her eyes. Looking at Su Qiuyu's beautiful face, Bai Song was intoxicated and moved towards Su Qiuyu bit by bit

But then there was a baby crying outside the window. Bai Song quickly opened the window and saw that it was just a wild cat.

But why is a cat's cry a baby's cry?

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The bird looked down at the ground from high altitude and found a group of ants on the ground. Their heads were very big, but their hands and feet were very thin.

At the weekend, depressed people ushered in a short release, but more people came out to relax, so there was no way to talk about relaxation.

"Blossoming, is there a good teacher in the kindergarten?" the bus was crowded. The white pine was afraid of being crowded and held blossoming all the time.

"Well," nodded one after another, and then said, "the teacher told us a lot of stories and took us to learn poetry."

"Really, you'll have to perform with my mother and me when you go home." Bai Song joked after scraping his daughter's nose.

The daughter sniffed Xiaoxiu's nose and didn't seem to like Bai Song hanging her nose. Bai Song and Su Qiuyu couldn't help smiling at each other.

The two passengers around were also sprouted by the lovely little expression, smiling and moving aside, as if they were unwilling to squeeze into the lovely little angel.

After getting out of the car, they came down from the white pine one after another, took the white pine by the hand and said, "Dad, when can I go home and tell you and mom a story?"

After getting off the bus, the people staggered to the next stop.

Bai Song looked ahead and said softly, "soon."