1515 Traditional Chinese Medicine for cake

also to conceive a child.He said many times that I was his, that I was his, that I was his... He also said that I could call him "husband," and he permitted me to do so.But he never once said, that he...It's easy to say "getting a pass" but without the skinny monkey's years of connections, I wouldn't have been able to get backstage passes so quickly.

The skinny monkey secretly gave his several million assets to Dabao because Dabao found out through their network that his assets were also a few million, not much different.

And the macaque could rub shoulders with a lot of people here. He took Dabao to the VIP room in the back and then brought me to the pawn shop, where several people called him "Brother."

"I picked up some things today, the boss wants to have a look." He pointed at me, who was wearing a mask.

This mask was still given to me by him. He said that many people here wear masks, so I should follow the trend.

"Hey, what else can we pawn Isn't it just gold, silver, and jewels This boss is a beauty, isn't she There's this jade bracelet that interests me. It was bought for 800,000 yuan, I gave him 90,000 yuan. There are so many spendthrifts out there." The pawner took out a gift box and opened it for me to see.

"Don't touch those! This boss was only interested in that junk we had before." The thin monkey whispered to the pawnbroker, "This is a fat sheep, just ripe for the slaughter."

He spoke very softly, but I could hear him.

Those pawnbrokers' eyes lit up the moment they saw me, and I had no choice but to put on an act of being naive and wealthy.

Actually, I'm so panicked inside!

If I spent this much money, wouldn't my brother, the money-obsessed one, explode in anger

"These coins were just pawned. They're antiques, a real find!" The pawn shop owner used a piece of silk cloth to display the coins he had pawned from Mr. Yan.

I put on my gloves and turned them over. These were indeed ancient coins, from different eras, but they all had a whiff of gloom about them.

My great-grandfather started by panning for gold. These things don't seem valuable to us now.

In the grave, wealth easily decays. Ancient coins are valuable, but ancient smelting techniques were not sophisticated, making preservation difficult.

Moreover, valuable antiques aren't piles of coins; they are items with cultural symbols, artistic features, and archaeological value. The pawnbroker definitely understands this.

But he raved about them, saying that at a glance he could tell they were genuine. This one was a Qin banliang, and this one was a Han wuzhu!

"Tsk... You act like I've never seen the real thing."

"How do you sell it" I asked.

Perhaps my tone wasn't enthusiastic enough. The pawnshop owner wasn't sure if I was biting, so he glanced at the skinny monkey generally.

The thin-skinned monkey immediately interjected on my behalf: "How could a wealthy beauty like her understand what you're saying These are all for sending to her grandfather. This is my friend, she doesn't care about this little money, just give her a quote."

"Since we're friends, I'll give you the real price! 180,000." The pawnshop boss said.

"Here's twenty, and for the rest, I'll offer you tea. Next time you have this kind of merchandise, let me know." I handed over the small leather suitcase filled with money.

My mind is preoccupied with Jiang Qiyun's mention of the "Dui Wei." I long to go there immediately, it would also be a good opportunity to get rid of this troublesome suitcase.

The pawnshop boss was taken aback and whispered to the Thin Monkey—where did this fat sheep come from

The skinny monkey found him annoying and sent him away, then took me toward the backstage.

The terrain here is a layered, interlocking "re" character shape. To the uninitiated, it looks like a labyrinth, but to me, this place resembles a graveyard.

"Wait." I called to the skinny monkey.

He smiled wryly and asked, "What's wrong"

"What's down there" I pointed with my chin.

The thin-skinned monkey frowned: "It's best not to be curious, someone is guarding there and you can't go down."

"Can't you use facial recognition"

"No, I said why are you going over there"

"Strolling around was just to look for someone."

"Don't be curious, is this a shopping place!" The skinny monkey said impatiently, "I promised to help you, but I didn't bring you here to play!"

"This is supposed to be a place of fun, isn't it" I walked straight towards it.

The slender loris hurried over to chase me, wanting to stop me but afraid to lay a hand on me.

One's character can be seen in the details. Although this person frequents such places, they are not a savage or cruel individual.

"Look, look, I'm telling you, that's the solitary confinement area. Some of the unruly or mistake-making underlings will be locked up for a few days, and when they learn their lesson, they'll be let out," Skinny Monkey whispered. "Let's get going."

Bang... Bang...

I seem to hear a faint muffled sound coming from the stairs downstairs.

The slender monkey blocked my way, urging me to leave quickly. I glanced behind him and exclaimed in surprise, "Dabo, how did you get out!"

The monkey was startled and turned to look. I seized the opportunity to run around him and dash toward the end of the corridor.

"......Located in the Northern Mansion, under the jurisdiction of Youdu. It holds the power to judge life and death, rewarding the good and punishing the evil without omission..." Just within ten meters, I swiftly recited incantations and muttered the precious scriptures.

Two light clicks.

Two temporary little errand boys stumbled and bumped their way to my side, hurrying to catch up and ask, “What are your orders, Young Mistress”

“If there are living people guarding this place down below, please incapacitate them. Be careful not to harm their souls.”

"Yes, yes..." The little demon official hurried down before me.

The thin-skinned monkey jumped anxiously behind me, he chased to the edge of the stairs and didn't dare chase down.

Several guards were knocked unconscious. The little ghost attendant, leading the soul-collecting rope, didn't dare to move. Seeing me come down, he hurriedly said: "Little Lady, there... there's still a walking corpse here!"

Zombies!

Where

"The room in front, it's like it's been bound! We can't hold onto spirits. Be careful, Your Majesty, the Heavenly Emperor has set up an array outside." The little demon attendant cautioned.

Setup

I didn't have time to ask any questions, so I ran into a room ahead.

All the rooms here are soundproofed, which is really good. This room has a small window on its door. I rushed over and pulled it open—

A purplish, swollen face suddenly rushed to the back of the door, less than a meter from the small window!

Bang, bang, bang… The iron chain inside was being pulled with a clatter.

"Ah!" I jumped back two steps, my back hitting the soft cushion on the corridor wall.

This kind of hostility is indeed like a walking corpse.

My heart was pounding; dealing with corpses was probably the thing I dreaded most.

This zombie is incredibly violent, struggling desperately against its restraints. Its eyes and mouth are covered with yellow duct tape, and its forehead and cheeks are covered in bluish-black bruises that resemble livor mortis.

Bang bang bang! Another sudden lunge, the zombie desperately trying to get out. This time I saw it more clearly.

This deformed swollen face seems a little familiar.

"Who... who are you" I couldn't help but ask.

The zombie suddenly stopped moving—he was conscious! Was this a living person or a zombie

His head tilted slightly, his grime-streaked hair falling messily onto his ears. I saw them twitch.

—— Such a sensitive zombie!

I crept closer to the window, the face of the zombie now inches from mine.

"...Can you hear me" I ventured.

The zombie seemed impatient. It suddenly jerked its head forward, pushing its face closer with force.

This whole body of bloodstains, this whole body of corpse spots, and still conscious—most importantly, still so impatient as a walking corpse—I've never seen it before!

A string in my mind suddenly moved, and I blurted out: "Rush, rush Mo!"

The zombies on the inside were motionless.

Ten thousand mythical beasts galloped through my mind. When I came to my senses, I hurried to search my body for the key.

"You... you... you... how are you here! No... why did you turn into a pig!"e curtains were silent. The silk sheets were damp and uncomfortable, so he ripped them off and threw them on the floor, pulling the blanket over us and closing his eyes.As usual, I would have fallen a...