Chapter 16

Qin Lang heard Jiang Xiong's words and looked up at him.

"Brother Qin's second uncle is also very resourceful. It seems that we can't wait to die." But let's shake the axe and let us back

"Then I'm looking forward to your performance." Qin Lang leaned back on his chair and looked at him with interest.

……

"Uncle, Yinger has come to see you." Qin Ying trotted, jumping in the arms of Qin Tianlong.

"Oh, dear Yinger, long time no see."

"Hee hee, if uncle wants to Ying'er, Ying'er comes to see you every day." Qin Tianlong laughed happily when he heard this, "Yinger is with me. I'm such a bad old man. What can I worry about?"

"Yinger, is it going to be her birthday?" Qin Tianlong suddenly thought of something, sighed and sighed: "time flies so fast. In a twinkling of an eye, Yinger is sixteen, and she has become a big girl. I still remember that I couldn't touch my waist at that time."

"I am an old man, and I am getting older and older."

"Who said, uncle is young, Yinger doesn't want to grow up." Qin Ying lowered her head and asked, "is brother Qin Lang coming for my birthday?"

Qin Tianlong heard the word Qin Lang, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, his voice became cold, and he said in a sharp voice, "don't tell me about this asshole. He is not my son, nor your brother."

Qin Ying was suddenly like the tone to jump up, tentatively asked: "Qin What did he do to make uncle so angry

Qin Tianlong was silent for a long time, and said, "Alas, this rebellious son has done nothing wrong in the past. Who would have thought that he should be so bold as to make such treacherous things."

"What did he do?" Qin Ying asked.

"He stole the artifact protected by the Qin family for generations. If I don't discard this boy, I'm ashamed of my ancestors. It's really cheap to drive him out of the Qin family."

Qin Tianlong said more angry, but Qin Ying still heard, a little helpless, after all, is her own son, accompany for so many years, must have feelings.

In the past, Qin Lang's brother was good to himself, and some people bullied him. Every time, Qin Lang took the lead for her. He would never forget her if he had any good food to drink.

Qin Ying clenched her fists in silence and made a decision in her heart, "we must make them two father and son reconcile."

Although she did not know how important the treasure was to the Qin family, she only knew that a living person was more important than a dead thing.

……

"Students, be quiet. I'll announce something." Su manling stood on the podium, patted the table and motioned for silence. "According to the school's decision, we will hold a one-day off campus practice tomorrow, we don't have to go to class tomorrow."

"Ou Ou Ou Ou Ou Ou Ou Ou Ou!"

"Ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye, long live Miss Su!"

"Teacher, where are we going to play tomorrow! I heard that the mountain behind the school is good. "

"Miss Su, let's go to that mountain!"

When several students heard Su manling's words, they immediately cheered,

Qin Lang subconsciously frowned at the noise.

"Such a boring activity, there is no learning fun." Luo Xian Jun Yu Guang saw that Qin Lang didn't sleep. It was a rare sight in a hundred years. He poked his arm with his pen and said, "Hey, will you go to this activity tomorrow?"

"Are you going?"

"I'm not going." Luo Xian Jun turned his pen and answered positively.

"I'll go if you don't go."

"You..." Luo Xian Jun Qi points to Qin Lang with his pen. His chest rises and falls greatly. It's very attractive to sit at the back of the room. No one can see him. If he sits in a conspicuous position, he may attract many people's eyes.

"All right, just be quiet. If we make such a noise again, we won't go tomorrow and do our homework in class."

This sentence is really in charge. The noisy classroom suddenly quieted down. "Students who don't go tomorrow will find the monitor for statistics. If there is no special situation, it's better not to ask for leave."

Su manling said, habitually looked back, saw Qin Lang and Luo Xian Jun talking, heart a gush out of a sense of emotion, irritable out of the classroom.

"Well, your little girl seems to be jealous."

"It's none of your business. Just take care of yourself." Qin Lang glared at her and ignored.

"You..." Luo Xian Jun was once again Qin langyao's words, grow so big, no one dare to speak to her like this, that is not a thousand kinds of care, indulge.

"Qin Lang, wait. I'll make you look good sooner or later."

……

"Second master, it is said that they will go climbing tomorrow." Sunglasses man bowed his head and said to Qin Tianhu.

"Oh, is the news reliable?" Turning the bead gently, the eyes did not look at him.

"Absolutely reliable."

"Well, this operation must succeed. This is the last chance. I will allow you to mobilize five of them." Qin Tianhu's tone is dignified. When the sunglasses heard this, his body trembled slightly. He knew the strength of the five people. It is said that the five people have not failed in their cooperation."What's more, it must be clean and tidy. Don't leave any horse feet behind. You'd better plant it."

"Second master, Qin Lang wants to..."

"I'll take care of it when I have the chance, my stupid nephew. Sometimes it's better to die than to live."

"Yes The sunglasses man walked out gently.

After a long time after the sunglasses man left, Qin Tianhu slowly stood up and walked to a stone statue. He ordered a few times. Only a few deep rumbles were heard, and a secret door was opened.

There was an ancient bronze box in the dark door. There was a gold box hanging on it. I didn't know what treasure could match the big lock made of gold. There was a circle of holes on the box, which was the size of a small walnut.

Qin Tianhu put the Buddha beads in his hand on the round hole of the box. The perfect fit seemed to have touched some mechanism. Only a clear click was heard, and the golden lock opened.

There was a glass lotus shaped cup lying flat in the box. There was a faint light purple in the flower core, wandering around the cup.

Seeing the cup, Qin Tianhu's eyes, which were calm as water, became feverish, and his arms trembled slightly. He stroked the cup slowly, like a saint worshipping the sacred relic.

Humility, fanaticism, solemnity, piety.

"My lovely nephew, I don't know when and when I can get this glass lamp without you. Brother, you are so kind. Qin family is in your hands, and it will soon decline..." Qin Tianhu stroked the glass lamp and talked to himself. He was like a patient, living in his own world, regardless of the world and the day.