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, however, as like as two peas, he could still feel that the wood of the peach card was exactly the same as the one he saw at the seminar.

"Xiaomei, do you know the origin of this mahogany card?"

Song Xuan touched the mahogany card and raised his eyes to Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei shook his head, "I don't know."

"I met a piece like this at the provincial seminar."

Song Xuan returned the mahogany card to her and said, "this is also the reason why we convened this seminar."

"Really?"

Yang Zimei's eyes brightened, and she thought these days how to collect all the fourteen mahogany cards, and then go to Xichuan with the dragon day by day.

I didn't expect that song Xuan also found a piece of it. He had no place to look for.

Song Xuan nodded.

"Where is that mahogany card?" Yang Zimei asked eagerly.

"In the hands of the president of the provincial antique Association." Song Xuan looked at her joyful expression and asked suspiciously, "is Xiaomei still thinking about it?"

Yang Zimei nodded. "If there is no accident, there should be 14 pieces of mahogany in total. If Mr. Song meets again in the future, he must help me stay. I can use it."

"Fourteen dollars?"

Song Xuan looked at her and asked, "is it because you learned from the album you took from my house last time?"

"Yes. My mahogany card is just one of the patterns on it. Since there are 14 mahogany cards, there should be 14 mahogany cards. "

Yang Zimei stood up. "Mr. Song, wait, I'll take the book out."

She went into the room and tried to take the old book out of the drawer, only to find it missing.

The lock of the drawer is good, and the other things are also good. The book is missing. There is also the mahogany card that was taken from the pentagram box and kept in it all the time.

Her heart sank.

The drawer was locked by several charms and magic methods. Unless someone knew how to untie it, it could not be opened at all.

Did someone steal the book and the mahogany card?

"Zhenzi --"

she went out and yelled.

Zhenzi came out of the kitchen in a hurry and looked at her blankly, "master, is there something I can do for you in such a hurry?"

"Have you moved my drawer?"

Yang Zimei asked.

Zhen Zi shakes her head, "you said, your room is my restricted area, I did not enter a step, more dare not move your drawer."

Because of the master's problem, Yang Zimei did not trust Zhenzi from the bottom of her heart, so she was not allowed to go to her room.

"Well, it's OK. You're busy."

Yang Zimei waved her hand. Although she didn't trust Zhenzi, she couldn't suspect her.

There was only the master lying still in the house, and the black cat who couldn't speak.

It seems that I have to ask black cat.

She re entered the room, took the black cat from the master's side, touched its head and said, "Xiaohei, if I ask you something, if it is, you will nod, if not, shake your head."

"Meow --"

the black cat actually nodded with great cooperation this time.

"Has Zhenzi ever entered my room?"

The black cat shook its head.

It seems that it is not Zhen Zi.

"Have you ever had strangers come in?"

The black cat shook her head again.

"Do you know who opens my drawer?"

The black cat still shakes its head.

"You've been here and you haven't seen anyone open my drawer?" Yang Zimei did not ask.

The black cat continued to shake her head.

"Not a man, but a ghost? That's true. "

Yang Zimei murmured unintentionally.

Black cat actually nodded this time.

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