Chapter 834

Chekia's words, while solving Zhang Xuan's doubts, also filled him with doubts.

It turns out that there is a person who has lived for more than 200 years in the ruins of the ancient and rare country.

If Zhang Xuan had heard this a few months ago, he would have been shocked, but now he is numb to things like age.

There are so many old men in the prison of hell. Xuantian is 390 years old. Chu Zheng, whom he saw some time ago, is 364 years old. Even old man Lu, who was buried by himself. They are all 421 years old.

Zhang Xuan, who is over 200 years old, has long been unable to make any waves.

Xuancheya mentioned the key to the palace, which made her pay more attention to it.

A sword? What sword?

"Brother Zhang Xuan, this is not the case. You think about it. When you open the underground palace, I will show up. Then, we can continue to talk about cooperation. " Cecilia's toes gently, the whole person floated up, in the moonlight, like the goddess of the moon. Gradually disappeared in Zhang Xuan's sight.

"I don't understand what you mean by sword." Zhang Xuan opened his mouth. This is the second sentence he said when he saw chekia.

"Cluck!" In the night sky, the silver bell rings. "Brother Zhang Xuan, you've seen the people guarding the mausoleum so many times. How can you not know what I mean? There's still time for you to think about it. It's too late to wait until the day when the clan is born."

Cecilia's voice drifted away and finally disappeared.

Mausoleum keeper? The key to the underground palace? A sword?

Three key messages lingered in Zhang Xuan's mind.

Zhang Xuan looked up at the night sky, sighed and went back to the room.

The incense in the room had a hypnotic effect. Zhang Xuan was lying on the bed, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. He kept thinking about the news chekia had brought.

The night passed quietly.

The next morning, a red Mercedes Benz GT drove out of the Lin family compound.

Zhang Xuan sat in the driver's seat and drove toward the Lin group. He didn't say a word all the way. Those messy things are still lingering in his mind, which makes him think and think, and he can't understand them.

Among the underground palaces, there are people guarding the mausoleum. Who are these people. What are they guarding? And how many times have they met the mausoleum guards? Who are they?

Lin QingHan was sitting in the co pilot's seat with a pretty face. Looking at Zhang Xuan with a serious expression, he whispered: "husband, are you angry with me?"

Zhang Xuan a Leng, doubted of saw an eye Lin Qing Han, "angry with you?"? No, "he said

Lin QingHan said: "husband. I really don't know what happened last night, Mingming I wanted to wait for you, but I fell asleep. I I... "

The more Lin QingHan talked about the back, the smaller his voice was, and the more red his pretty face was.

Zhang Xuanyi patted his forehead and thought that Lin QingHan wanted to say something. As a result, he said it. He held Lin QingHan's catkin and said, "wife, I'm not angry with you because of this."

Why Lin QingHan fell asleep last night, Zhang Xuan is very clear. Of course not angry about it.

Moreover, even if there was no chekia, Zhang Xuan would not be angry with Lin QingHan for this reason.

Lin QingHan looked at Zhang Xuan and said softly, "husband, have you ever felt aggrieved when we have been married for such a long time?"

"What grievance?" Zhang Xuan was puzzled.

Lin QingHan blushed, "just Just Oh, you know what I'm saying. We've always been apart... "

After hearing this, Zhang Xuan looked at Lin QingHan's shyness again, showing a sudden realization. He raised his hand and rubbed Lin QingHan's head, "wife, what do you think, as long as you are by my side. It's the happiest thing for me. What else am I dissatisfied with? "

Lin QingHan listened to Zhang Xuan's straightforward words. Beichi nibbled his lips, "husband, you If you want to, today Tonight I can... "

At the end of Lin QingHan's words, Zhang xuangen didn't understand what Lin QingHan said, just like the sound of mosquitoes. He asked: "what?"

"Well, if you don't hear me!" Lin QingHan suddenly snorted and twisted his head. He looked out of the window and touched his face. It was as hot as a fever.

Dead Zhang Xuan, smelly Zhang Xuan, you are a man. Oh, I have to take the initiative to say it! A grievance suddenly rises to Lin QingHan's heart. Her little mouth pouts and her cheeks beat. No longer look at Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan watched Lin QingHan make a sulky appearance, but he didn't know why Lin QingHan was angry. He had to sigh a woman's heart, and then continued to drive honestly.

Zhang Xuan drove the car to the parking lot in front of Lin's building. They got out of the car and walked towards the company together.

Just then a mail truck came. Stopping in front of Lin's door, a postman stepped down from the car, carrying a whole stack of envelopes, walked into Lin's door and put the envelopes behind the front desk. Drive away.As soon as the front foot of the post car left, Lin's cleaner threw all the envelopes that the postman had just sent in into the garbage can outside the door.

This scene. Lin QingHan saw from the beginning to the end, not at all.

"What's in the envelope?" Lin QingHan is curious.

Zhang Xuan's face was slightly unnatural and said, "it should be some useless magazines."

"Magazine? Now the company has long stopped subscribing to magazines. " Lin QingHan suspiciously, toward the trash can that walk.

Zhang Xuan frowned. He knows, Lin QingHan is afraid, want to get angry again.

Zhang Xuan saw the envelopes clearly as soon as the postman took them off the mail truck. On the surface of the envelope, there are three big words of "complaint letter".

But as for the letter of complaint, Zhang Xuan came to Lin many times and never saw it. Looking at the current situation, it's obvious that he was stopped intentionally. It's strange that Lin QingHan doesn't have a grain of sand in his eyes when he sees these letters of complaint.

Sure enough, when Lin QingHan saw that the letter of complaint was written on the envelope in the garbage can, his eyes suddenly burst into anger. He took out the top letter of complaint from the garbage can and looked at the contents.

With the reading of the content, Lin QingHan's face became more and more ugly. After reading a complaint letter, he picked up another one from the garbage can and quickly opened it.

Zhang Xuan stood aside. He didn't read the contents of the letter, but he could tell from Lin QingHan's face that these were absolutely no small things.

It's not the first time that I've done this kind of thing to look at the complaint letter, the thick pile of it, and the skillful way that the cleaner throws the envelope.

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