Chapter 575

Xiao Xiao ignores Yunhao. Yunhao looks for a circle in the room alone, but doesn't see the right clothes. It suddenly occurred to me that in my father's room, there seemed to be some clothes that my father had worn.

Those clothes seemed strange to Yun Hao when he was a child, because they were not ordinary suits or traditional Chinese services. If you want to say something similar I don't know the feeling of the robe.

The difference is that the clothes are not cloud patterns, but some mysterious patterns that Yunhao has never seen in other places.

When Yun Hao was a child, he thought of stealing his father's robes and pretending to be a superhero. But they were all found by his father, and carefully warned Yun Hao that he was not allowed to touch those clothes at will.

Now I think those robes may be special items. But over the years, I only eat ashes in the closet of my father's room.

Thinking of this, Yunhao hurried to the first floor.

At this time, it was late at night, and other people went back to their rooms to sleep. In the living room on the first floor, only Zhou Mie was attentively facing a laptop computer, looking at the market trend of the stock market.

This laptop was just bought by Zhou Mie today, in order to pay attention to the market at any time.

When passing by Zhou Mie, Yun Hao asked casually, "how much do you earn now?"

"Not much, double it."

Yun Hao is about to go to the room, man's steps falter, quickly turn around and ask: "what?"

"It's doubled."

"Lying trough!" Yun Hao's attention immediately fell on Zhou Mie's computer screen. Unfortunately, he didn't know much about the stock market and so on. He just felt that the curve was in a mess and his eyes were full of flowers.

"Can I buy it with you now?" Asked Yun Hao.

"It's too late." Zhou Mie shook his head and said, "it's just a clever way to take high risks and have such returns. They basically belong to the category of luck. Maybe they will fall back tomorrow, so I plan to throw them away when I open tomorrow."

"Now that it's closed, what are you looking at?"

"Analysis of today's overall trend, to see what is more appropriate to buy tomorrow."

"How do I feel that other people's stock speculation is long-term, you're like buying a horse."

"So I make a lot of money."

"Tomorrow, tomorrow!" Yunhao said: "tomorrow I will go with you, a million to you to be responsible, how much you earn half."

"You should have done that long ago. If you could, a million would be less. Ten million."

"Goodbye!" Yunhao decisively flashed into his father's room.

It's OK to take out one million yuan and Zhou Mie to try water. If you want to directly take out ten million yuan to play with Zhou Mie, Yun Hao has no such plan or courage for the time being.

This money, but he finally earned, if overnight hit water drift, cloud Hao can only find a place to cry.

Entering his father's former room, Yun Hao turns on the light. The room was originally covered with dust, but because of the existence of Vilia, now Linyuan Pavilion is clean and spotless. If you can find a trace of dust anywhere, you can say it's a chance of winning a prize.

Yun Hao directly opened his father's wardrobe and saw the hanging robes.

Now it seems that these robes are really Secondary two is a little too much. It always feels like a character in COS animation. It's hard to imagine how my father went out in this dress.

Yun Hao stretched out his hand to touch the black robe. Because he had touched it, the familiar touch came from his fingertips. This kind of feeling is different from ordinary cloth. It's not linen, not silk, not nylon.

It's an indescribable feeling. It's not gold or jade. With some temperature, it's like This dress has its own life.

Just like this, Yun Hao felt his father's breath in a trance. At the beginning, my father was wearing this dress, representing Linyuan pavilion to deal with all kinds of things, to complete one entrustment after another.

"Oh, this dress, it's a little nostalgic." At this time, the meatball jumped out again, stood on Yunhao's shoulder, looked at the black robe, and said, "this is Yunhan's battle suit. It took a lot of effort to get it. I didn't expect that you put it in the wardrobe for such a long time."

"Uniform?" Yun Hao is puzzled.

"Don't worry about so much. Put it on first."

"Well, it just occurred to me that I had such a dress, but I didn't really want to put it on."

"What nonsense, put it on quickly."

Yun Hao hesitated for a moment, took out his clothes from the wardrobe, shook the dust that didn't exist twice, threw it behind him and put it on his shoulder.

At the moment when the clothes wrapped Yunhao's body, a special feeling came over him, warm, soft and comfortable, just like the rain in the spring breeze and sunshine."This is..." Yun Hao looked at his robe in surprise.

Meatball explained: "this dress is made of sacred cloth that your father took out from the door at the beginning. Its effect can be said to be a good treasure for home travel and killing people and stealing goods."

"What do you say?"

"First of all, it's warm in winter and cool in summer. After wearing it, you basically don't have to consider the temperature of the environment. Moreover, it's invulnerable and has amazing defense ability. Most importantly, it has basically become a symbol of the owner of Linyuan Pavilion. I guarantee that if you go out for a walk in this dress, many people will look at you with awe." Said the meatball.

Yun Hao chuckled and said, "look at me with the eyes of a fool. It's like playing cos as a junior in secondary school."

"Don't believe it. If you doubt the ability of this dress, I'd better stab you with a knife now." Said the meatball.

"No, no, no!" Yun Hao reached out and felt the material on his body. He also vaguely felt that this dress might really have the powerful effect as meatball said.

At least it's warm in winter and cool in summer. Now it's winter, and Yun Hao only wears a pair of pajamas. He ran to the room on the first floor without air conditioning. He used to feel a little cold, but now when he put on this dress, his body's chill dissipates and bursts of warmth.

"What's the name of this dress?" Yunhao always feels that this kind of clothing, which seems to have life in general, should have its own name.

"Seven Yao." The meatball said, "it's just the name your father gave this dress."

"Seven Yao, isn't it?" After repeating a few words, Yun Hao shook his head and said, "sure enough, when my father was young, he was also a boy with secondary disease."