The first thousand two hundred and eighty-five chapters five jade pendants are now
As Zhang Xiaozhu expected, Miss Dong woke up leisurely early the next morning.
She lay on the bed and stared at the roof for a long time, then her dazed and confused consciousness gradually came to her senses.
She felt like she had had a long dream, dreaming that she was lost and couldn't find her way home. Just when she was so weak and about to give up in despair, a voice from the distance suddenly called her home.
She was overjoyed and immediately ran after the sound.
Finally, she was pleasantly surprised to see the door of her home. When she pushed the door open, a ray of light shone in front of her. She tried to open her eyes to see clearly what was behind the light.
Then he opened his eyes and woke up.
"Ru'er, who is Ru'er?"
"me?"
Miss Dong stared at the roof blankly, feeling very confused.
After she regained consciousness, she recalled her experience in the dream and found that the voice calling her home was not calling her name, but the name "Ru'er" that had been calling her. Not only did she not feel that she was not calling her,
, but it feels very friendly.
"Ru'er, is this my name before I lost my memory?"
"Who am I? Where is my home?"
"This is where?"
She suddenly sat up emotionally, turned around and looked at the room, and found that it was a simple and small mud house.
Squeak!
The wooden door was pushed open from the outside.
She heard the voice and walked over, and saw a woman standing at the door. Looking at the woman's face, she suddenly woke up from her dazed consciousness, recognized the woman's identity, and shouted: "Mrs. Zhang."
At the same time, her memory before coma quickly recovered, and she thought that she was seriously injured, fled all the way, and finally passed out and fell into Liujia Village.
"This is Liujia Village. It was Zhang Xiaopou's relatives who saved me."
Shen Wenjun was very surprised to find that Miss Dong had regained consciousness. Without waiting for Miss Dong to say anything, she turned around and ran to find Zhang Xiaozu.
"Have I been unconscious for too long?"
Miss Dong listened to her hoarse voice and felt that her body was weak and weak, as if all the bones in her body were about to rust. She was secretly surprised and felt that she must have been in a coma for a long time.
She quickly ran the technique, and the power of the holy breath surged out from the Dantian Qi sea, bathing her whole body. Her weak body was immediately greatly nourished, and then she took out two more pills and drank them.
When Zhang Xiaozu came after hearing the news, she had already adjusted her body, got up and got out of bed, and dressed neatly.
"How do you feel? Is there any discomfort?" Zhang Xiaozhu asked.
Miss Dong smiled and shook her head, gave a deep salute to Zhang Xiaopeng, and said thank you: "Thank you Mr. Zhang for saving your life!"
"How do you know it was me who saved you?" Zhang Xiaozhu asked.
"I am afraid that only Mr. Zhang in the world can bring back every lost soul of the slave family from the ancient ruins." Miss Dong complimented.
"Is this the reason why you didn't go to Jiuzhou Auction House, but went straight to Liujia Village?" Zhang Xiaozhu asked in surprise.
After learning the general direction of Miss Dong's lost soul yesterday, he began to wonder about this question, because that direction was obviously closer to the Jiuzhou Auction House, so he didn't understand why Miss Dong chose to stay far away when she was seriously injured.
What's more, the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in Jiuzhou Auction House can protect her safety far better than Liujiacun.
This question puzzled Zhang Xiaozu all night.
"That's right." Miss Dong nodded.
Zhang Xiaozhu was surprised, then shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying: "If that's true, then you are really lucky. Fortunately, I came back in time. Fortunately, I discovered the evil ghost hiding in your body. Fortunately, I was promoted to Saint
Otherwise, your life may not be saved."
"The slave family's luck has always been good." Miss Dong smiled and then congratulated Zhang Xiaozu: "Congratulations to Mr. Zhang for ascending to the Holy Land. Once he ascends to the Heavenly Gate, he will live a long life."
"Miss Dong, you must be starving after being unconscious for so long. What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you." Shen Wenjun asked.
The room was cramped, only she and Zhang Xiaozu came in, and everyone else was in the yard.
Miss Dong hurriedly waved her hands and said: "I dare not bother Madam, but I would like to thank Madam for taking good care of me."
Her body was very dry, and she knew without asking that the people in Liujiacun took good care of her during her coma.
"You are a friend of the soldier and a guest of Liujia Village, so you should be taken care of." Shen Wenjun said.
Miss Dong saluted Shen Wenjun, then looked outside the door and said, "Everyone is outside. When the slave family goes out, thank them one by one."
Her courtesy was very considerate, and she really thanked everyone including Zodiac Girl.
Miss Dong had already woken up, and it was obviously inappropriate to continue living in the west-facing room in Shen Wenjun's yard, so Shen Wenjun cleared out a separate yard for her.
There isn't much else in Liujia Village, except for a lot of empty yards.
When everyone was about to disperse because they were worried about disturbing Miss Dong's rest, Miss Dong stopped Zhang Xiaozu and Niu Dawa.
Everyone knew that Miss Dong might want to tell Zhang Xiaozhu and Niu Dawa about her injury. Although they were all very curious, Miss Dong didn't want to tell them, and they couldn't force themselves to stay and listen.
The three of them sat down in the room. Miss Dong arranged an isolation barrier and said, "Don't get me wrong, it's not that the slave family is guarding against the old lady and the others, but that what the slave family is going to say next may bring danger to them, so it's better to
It’s better not to listen.”
"Is it about the jade pendant?" Zhang Xiaozu asked.
Miss Dong nodded, looked at Zhang Xiaozu and Niu Dawa, her expression became solemn, and said: "The slave family's jade pendant was snatched away by a man. This man's methods were very good, and the slave family almost died in his hands."
Zhang Xiaozhu and Niu Dawa couldn't help but look a little more solemn. They had seen Miss Dong's powerful methods, and the person who could kill her must have extremely terrifying strength. They knew that they were probably no match for the other party.
"This person originally had a jade pendant in his hand, and he got another one from the ruins, plus the piece from the slave family that he robbed, which means that the other three jade pendants are in his hand, and he seems to be collecting jade pendants, so you two
People must be careful, hide the jade pendant well, and be alert at all times to avoid being attacked by this person."
Niu Dawa frowned and asked: "Does this person want to monopolize the jade pendant? Have you ever proposed to cooperate with him?"
Miss Dong shook her head and said, "He refused to cooperate."
"This person may find me soon." Zhang Xiaozhu's face turned bitter.
"Why?" Niu Dawa asked in confusion.
Zhang Xiaozu said: "Miss Dong's jade pendant has my blessing power. It will not be difficult to find me by following this."
"Don't worry, sir, before the jade pendant was taken away, the slave family had already erased the blessing charm on the jade pendant," Miss Dong said.
"That's good." Zhang Xiaozhu immediately breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. At the same time, he secretly admired Miss Dong's delicate mind. She was able to consider this at such a critical moment and then erase the blessing charm. She was really considerate in doing so.
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Thinking of this, he suddenly discovered that Miss Dong was very mellow in her behavior. It seemed that she could consider everything very carefully and do it just right. People couldn't help but leave a good impression on her.
"Can you give a general description of that person's appearance? If we bump into him in the future, we might as well be on guard." Niu Dawa asked.
