Chapter 84 Qingcheng is a good place

"I didn't expect this small city to have an airport!"

As soon as he got off the plane, Murong Lang couldn't help sighing. He thought that this trip was a train to transfer to a bus, and then the car to a taxi. He didn't expect that there would be an airport in a small place like Qingcheng, and it was not bad.

Xiangni Airport, a very elegant name.

"Is this the city?" Murong Qing wears big toad sunglasses, wears a black short leather coat, is tall, and her whole popularity is extremely powerful.

How's it going? Sister, are you a little disappointed?"

Murong Lang is also in a similar dress, with a black jacket, sky blue jeans, a refreshing hairstyle, and a shiny pendant hanging on his chest. He looks like a handsome young man.

Murong Qing looked at the sky and closed her eyes comfortably for a while. "This place is good. I like it!"

As he spoke, he strode forward.

"Sister, wait for me."

"Quickly!"

"Sister, what's your hurry? Without me, can you find October Feng?"

Murong Qing turned around and cast a disdainful look at Murong Lang, "It's just me, I can't find October Feng!"

After saying that, he stopped a taxi, "Master, ancient city, Fengwei Lane!"

"Good!"

At this time, Murong Lang was directly dumbfounded.

It's easy to do things with money. Before setting out to Qingcheng City, Murong Qing had already checked the address of October Feng. This time, the things in the world have been very big. It is indeed a very simple thing to think of such a famous place.

Murong Lang was still going to show off in front of his sister, but he didn't expect that all his plans were in vain, so he could only get into the taxi.

The ancient city area, Fengwei Lane, is also a very familiar place for taxi drivers.

October Maple is open for business, which is indeed a very luxurious life for the yellow finch.

In the past few months, all kinds of troubles and harassment have come one after another, which is indeed a very nerve-wracking thing.

Four girls have returned to the bank of the Lijiang River. Through the last incident, the management of the villa area on the bank of the Lijiang River has also been strengthened. Yang Qihu has taught the property management on the bank of the Lijiang River from top to bottom. These people also know the strength of Yang Qihu. After being trained, they are very fast in various levels of the villa area. Cameras have been installed in key sections, and additional manpower has been sent near each villa area to patrol 24 hours a day. With this effect, the probability of kidnapping will naturally be much lower in the future.

But everyone understands that these things may have some effect on ordinary people, but they still don't have much effect on people like Yamamoto.

Liu Jinyin just went downstairs with yawning, and the days were calm. His lazy temper also came up. All this can be understood by the yellow finch, and the yellow finch also hopes that Liu Jinyin can eat and drink enough. When he is in danger, he sees the truth. At the tip of the storm in October, these old guys of October Feng will not leave them. Abandoned, this is the best explanation for the yellow finch.

Liu Jinyin is old, and the future October Feng will have to rely on the yellow finch himself.

The yellow finch is a little busy. It is sorting out the things of October maple and managing a pawn shop. It's really not so simple. The second uncle Huang Hailin hasn't heard from it yet. While waiting, the yellow finch still wants to enhance its strength, appreciate antiques, and evaluate all kinds of modern things. All of this takes time to accumulate experience.

"I said, yellow finch brother, it's okay. Don't be busy. This business is waiting for others to come to your door. I've seen a boss like you there, and I'm busy." Wang Pao is careless. He lives in October Maple and eats October Maple. He has a good time, at least it is much more comfortable than the previous days.

But the yellow finch still knows what Wang Pao, an optimist, is thinking. Although Wang Pao looks careless and doesn't care about anything, he actually wants to find the truth of the blood case of the old Wang family.

After tidying up the things in his hand, the yellow finch came over, leaned against the sofa, and handed a cigarette to Wang Pao.

Wang Pao didn't look at it. He took it and lit it. "Oh, the good days have finally come, Huang Que Brothers, in October Feng's days, it's really the most thrilling journey for my Wang Pao."

"Real?" The yellow finch asked with a smile.

"That's it!" Wang Pao said that and became magical again. Then he told him what had happened in these days. When he killed the Japanese, his eyebrows were flying between his eyebrows. When he talked about how to let Yamamoto Ganglie be chased and killed by Jianghu people, he couldn't help but be very proud.

The yellow finch smoked and just smiled. I have to say that sometimes people still need to go through a period of time. At least no matter how difficult it is in front of the yellow finch now, he will not sigh.

The red taxi slowly stopped at the entrance of Fengwei Lane.

Murong Qing paid the fare and walked straight down.

The antique atmosphere, the beautiful antique buildings, the cyan beams, the red columns, the glazed tiles, the streets of the big blue stone, and the extremely sunny days, all of which made Murong Qing have a good mood.

She took a deep breath of air and muttered, "Qingcheng, what a good place!"

Murong Qing's favorite thing to do is tourism, and the first choice for tourism is the antique town. If it hadn't been for Murong Lang's phone call, she would have been going to live in Wujiang Town for a long time. Unfortunately, the research and challenge of machine art in her bones have always occupied a dominant position.

"This place? Yes, too? The house is not high, the street is not bright, hey..."

Murong Lang sighed.

Murong Qing turned her head and said, "You boy, don't ruin my good mood. In this place, I say yes, it's good."

"I know, sister, the men of our Murong family have no status, and the women of our Murong family are domineering!" Murong Lang chattered endlessly.

"By the way, I won't give you the food money next month!"

Murong Qing's words immediately made Murong Lang shut up.

"Sister. Where is the October maple? The boy began to flatter again.

"No hurry, it's right in front of us. Let's walk slowly!"

Murong Qing was really not in a hurry. She even took out her Canon camera and took pictures all the way. When she saw some special things, she always wanted to keep them forever.

Along the way and shooting all the way, Murong Lang was very unhappy, but there was nothing he could do. Who let his parents live on this old sister who can make money?

The women of the Murong family are domineering, but the women of the Murong family are also talented and practical. For example, Murong Lang only learned one fur, and the general password box can sometimes be done, while Murong Qing seems to be a genius. Many security companies ask her to be an engineer, but she is a bird. No bird.

Murong Qing said that no matter how powerful high-tech things are, there are many weaknesses and defects, but the mechanism of some old objects is different. They need to be completed manually, and the complexity and precision are unimaginable by ordinary people.

It is interesting to study such a thing, and cracking such a thing is called a record.

"Sister, October Maple!"

As he was walking and patting, Murong Lang suddenly shouted.

Murong Qing stopped. There was an old shop five meters away in front of her. The plaque on it was written with the word October Maple.

"This place looks very comfortable!"

Women always like to think about things based on their own feelings. Obviously, October Feng's first feeling is very similar to Murong Qing.

Murong Qing stood at the door of October Feng and stood for a long time before she put away her camera and strode in.

Murong Lang followed his sister like a small follower.

The area of October Maple is not large, and the decorations inside are also clear at a glance. The counter, small living room, sofa, coffee table, these furniture are very exquisite, and with a strong sense of history. Huang Hailin has said before, don't underestimate the furniture of October Maple. If you really want to take it all, you don't want to take it all. Don't even think about it.

Murong Qing stood and looked at it.

Wang Pao on the sofa just raised his head and saw her. Wang Pao was stunned, then lifted the yellow finch with his foot and whispered, "Yellow finch brother, beauty, beauty!"

The yellow finch was stunned and quickly turned around, looking at Murong Qing's sister and brother who were looking around.

He immediately stood up and smiled, "You two, welcome!"

Murong Qing's eyes were on the yellow finch. I have to say that the yellow finch has some small beauty. Standing in front of a handsome man like Murong Lang, it is not inferior at all.

"King cannon, have tea!"

The yellow finch welcomed Murong Qing's sister and brother to the sofa and wink at Wang Pao. Wang Pao, the boy, eats and lives for nothing. Now he acts as a temporary reception. It's not wrong. Besides, it's a beauty to make tea for a beautiful woman.

Wang Cannon was not vague. He came to Murong Qing with a smile, "Hello, this beautiful woman, what kind of tea do you like?"

"Is there any Biluochun in the morning rain and dew? If not, let's order the Tieguanyin of Bama Shenxiang." Murong Qing also looked at Wang Pao with a smile.

Wang Pao is a jerk. This woman has a really good taste. This kind of good tea, nima, if you drink it and don't do business, it's really a loss.

"Oi, Biluochun!" Wang Pao turned around and left.

In a short time, Wang Pao made tea. Although it was Biluochun, it was still too different from what Murong Qing said, but Murong Qing was just joking. Besides, she didn't know tea that well.

Seeing the beautiful woman in front of me drinking tea, the yellow finch asked, "You two, how about October Maple? Is it a thing or a sale?" Our store is a gold signboard in the old city. It's definitely a fair price.

Murong Qing took another sip of tea, and then said with a smile, "I heard that you have a good thing in October."

"We October Feng are all good things!" Wang Pao took it over and then thought that there was something wrong with this. What does it mean that October Feng is a good thing? Is it also a thing for himself and Uncle Huang Queyin?

Murong Qing didn't hear too much ambiguity, but still smiled.

"I don't know what a distinguished guest means?"

"Oh, what do you have to say? The boss of October Feng, right? My sister wants to come to you to see the treasure box of your town store!" Murong Qing didn't say anything, but Murong Lang said carelessly.

Murong Qing immediately gave him a look. Son of a bitch, just sit down. Why talk nonsense?

Ghost Axe Treasure Box! As soon as these four words were exported, the yellow finch and Wang Pao immediately felt something was wrong. Damn, I thought the wind was calm and shifting the target, but I didn't expect that after only a few good days, someone came to me again. Hasn't the news that the Japanese took the box yet spread?