Chapter 312： Same symptoms

Chapter 312 Same symptoms

The guy named Uncle Yi hooked the glasses under the bridge of her nose, pressed his head slightly, looked up at her, looked up and down at her, his eyes were like torches, as if he could tell what she was thinking.

"Oh, go."

There was a golden owl statue on the counter. He turned it slightly and saw a crack in the cabinet beside it.

Wen Qiao was a little surprised, and followed Dong Yao to the bookcase, which turned out to be a dark room.

Entering the dark room is a long step, followed by a narrow corridor, around and around, an iron door appeared in front of him, Dong Yao stretched out his hand and opened the door.

Wen Qiao couldn't help making a "wow" sound.

As if the willows are bright, there is a cave in this underground.

At first sight is a huge hall, like an old-fashioned railway station in the Republic of China period. There is a huge ancient clock directly opposite. When he arrived at six o'clock in the evening, the hour hand moved to six——

‘Clang...clang...’ The thick bell rang, echoing in the empty hall, and Wen Qiao could feel the steps below his feet trembling slightly.

The hall was crowded with people, surrounded by various shops, selling everything, rare antiques, precious medicinal materials, many of which were things Wen Qiao hadn't seen before.

The people here also look unremarkable, just ordinary people who walk on the road and won't let people look twice, regardless of their looks or clothes.

When the two of them first opened the door, almost everyone in the hall focused on them. Entering through this door, it proved that they belonged to the Dong family. This underground market was founded by the Dong family. Looking at the two, It should be the young master and young lady of the Dong family.

Dong Yao led her downstairs, but those people were not particularly attentive.

Dong Yao passed through the crowd and went straight to a shop in the southwest corner with a colder business.

Two people were chatting at the door, one was a young man, and the other was an old man with gray hair.

"Is it Grandpa Lin?" Dong Yao asked the gray-haired old man.

The old man looked back at him: "You are?"

"My grandfather is Dong Yifu."

The old man who called Grandpa Lin immediately opened his eyes and smiled: "Oh, it's Lao Dong's grandson, he's all grown up like this."

"Grandpa Lin, I have something to ask you."

"What's the matter?"

Dong Yao looked around, this grandfather Lin walked north and south, with a clear look of human affection, and said: "Go to the flower bed over there."

Wen Qiao and Dong Yao followed the old man to the flower bed. It was clean and there were no people.

Dong Yao said: "My grandpa said, you know a disease, that one person can't live without another person, right?"

Grandpa Lin looked at him up and down, then looked at the little girl behind: "What?"

"Dong Yao didn't intend to conceal it, and pulled Wen Qiao to the front:" She has such a disease. "

Grandpa Lin frowned slightly, "What is it like?"

Wen Qiao told the old man about his inability to leave Fu Nanli for thirteen days. The old man's face was a little solemn: "I've heard that my ancestor was a palace historian. Of course, it is impossible to record this in official history, but My family’s ancestor left a record of the original history. I have found that a concubine must stay with the emperor to survive. It seems to be seven days. It is about the same as your symptoms. After reading it, I think, my family’s ancestors The material is too fake, and I saw you today that it turns out that there is nothing strange about the world."

Wen Qiao's heart suddenly mentioned his throat, and his voice was a little urgent: "What happened to the concubine in the record? Has the disease been resolved?"

Grandpa Lin: "Uh...he fell out of favor and entered Leng Gong. If he didn't see the emperor, he died in Leng Gong."

Wen Qiao:...

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excuseme?

(End of this chapter)