Ouyang Jin didn't expect that the other party didn't answer his provocation this time, but frankly admitted that he didn't dare to hit him. This made him a little puzzled.
"Let's go, Clears, get in the car." Qin Shaojie took another look at the place where the Rolls-Royce was trapped, and said to Clears.
Clears glanced at Ouyang Jin expressionlessly and then followed Qin Shaojie into the car.
Until he could no longer see the butt of the car where the Rolls-Royce was loaded into, Ouyang Jin still stood there in a daze. He couldn't understand. Wasn't this kid very awesome on the plane? Why didn't he say a word now?
Just say that and leave.
"Coward" took a long time before Ouyang Jin cursed him disdainfully.
Now he felt that the other party did this because he knew his identity.
"Puff puff puff puff."
Ouyang Jin opened the door and was about to get in the car when a series of air leakage sounds came. Looking down, Ouyang Jin discovered that not only the front insurance of his rented Hummer was smashed, but the moment he opened the door, all four sides of the Hummer were broken.
A wheel suddenly deflated without any warning.
"Holy shit, God, are you kidding me?" Ouyang Jin angrily kicked the door of the Hummer, but then he jumped up on the spot holding his feet - it really hurt.
"Idiot, you thought you were Ultraman, and you kicked the metal, it hurts you to death." Silk man happened to drive by in a small Alto, opened the window and cursed at Ouyang Jin.
"Holy shit, stop, if you dare to scold me, you're dead." Ouyang Jin pointed at little Alto and cursed, but all four tires of his car were flat, and there was no way he could catch up.
"Silly." He was answered with two disdainful words from Alto Man, plus a raised middle finger.
…
"Shaojie, what's going on?" Ai Xiaohui asked worriedly. The shock just now shocked her, but at least nothing happened. If Ai Xiaohui was frightened and had an accident, then the one who collapsed was not
Ouyang Jin's four wheels are his face that deserves a beating.
"It's a small matter, I'll go to him tomorrow to ask for compensation," Qin Shaojie said.
There was no need for him to tell Ai Xiaohui these things. He would only make her worry more. Anyway, he could solve it himself.
Ai Xiaohui heard what Qin Shaojie said and didn't ask any more questions.
The car crash did not affect the mood of the group. In the whole morning, Qin Shaojie took Lingyue and his girls to visit the huge Jinghua Zoo. After lunch, he took them to the pedestrian street to sweep up, until Ai Xiao
Hui said she was tired before driving back.
At the end of the day, Qin Shaojie concluded a truth.
That means you cannot take practitioners out shopping, especially practitioners who have never been to a city, or female practitioners who have never been to a city.
They have a common trait that all women have, that is, they are curious about everything, and they also have better physical strength than ordinary people. Even if Qin Shaojie is afraid that Ai Xiaohui will be tired, he will send a stream of true energy from time to time to help her heal.
In the end, Ai Xiaohui was still a little bit overwhelmed. But Lingyue and the girls were different. They didn't feel tired at all during the whole journey. Not to mention Qinglu and Qingyu, even Lingyue's hands were covered by more than a dozen big bags.
The small bags were hung full of clothes, which were all clothes bought by Qin Shaojie for them.
…
At night, the sky was covered by dark clouds again, and soon the light rain started falling again.
"Xiaohui, let me do a magic trick for you." Qin Shaojie leaned on the bedside, hugging Ai Xiaohui and said, he planned to tell Ai Xiaohui his secret.
At least get rid of Ai Xiaohui first so that we can teach her how to practice later.
"Magic? You can do magic?" Ai Xiaohui looked curiously at Qin Shaojie, her former student, current husband, and future father of her child.
"Actually, it's not considered magic." Qin Shaojie thought for a while and said, "You know Doraemon, right?"
"I know. Isn't that Doraemon?" Ai Xiaohui leaned sideways and pressed into Qin Shaojie's arms and said.
"Xiaotian's favorite cartoon character is Doraemon. Moreover, I also know that you boys all hope to have a Doraemon of your own."
"Yeah, hehe, I've just thought about it." Qin Shaojie said with a smile. "With a time machine and a pocket that's like a bottomless pit, you can have whatever you want."
"Didn't you say magic? Why did you say Doraemon again?" Ai Xiaohui asked.
"Don't worry, don't worry." Qin Shaojie said pretending to be mysterious. "My dear, do you want a Doraemon of your own?"
"Of course I have." Although she didn't know what Qin Shaojie wanted to do, Ai Xiaohui said with great interest.
"Then, take a look." Qin Shaojie said, then he got out of bed, groped through his clothes for a while, and took out a small golden bag as big as a palm.
"Wife, let me tell you, this thing is called the Qiankun Bag, and the things in it are no less than those in Doraemon's pocket." Qin Shaojie shook the Qiankun Bag and said.
"Giggle, you know how to lie to me." Ai Xiaohui laughed.
Such a small pocket is only a little big, and can only hold a mobile phone at best.
"I'm not lying to you, keep an eye on it." After saying that, Qin Shaojie put his hand in, fumbled for a while and then took it out. At this time, Ai Xiaohui was surprised to find that Qin Shaojie had a sword in his hand.
"Hehe, I didn't lie to you." Qin Shaojie smiled.
"How did you do it?" Ai Xiaohui held her waist, sat up from the bed, and asked with a look of surprise. Obviously, Qin Shaojie's 'magic' aroused her interest.
"Keep it secret." Qin Shaojie blinked at Ai Xiaohui, then put his hand into the Qiankun bag. "Watch it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Shaojie had another pistol in his hand.
"Pa"
Qin Shaojie threw the pistol on the bed and started digging in the Qiankun bag again.
Then, in Ai Xiaohui's incredible eyes, the things on the bed began to slowly increase. Clothes, shoes, books, mobile phones, wallets, ID cards, and bank cards were all taken out one by one by Qin Shaojie.
"How...how did you do this?" Ai Xiaohui asked. Qin Shaojie was only wearing a pair of boxer briefs at this time. Obviously, he had no place to hide anything. Well, even if his mobile phone wallet could be hidden,
So where did you get that sword from the first time?
"This... wife, this is what I want to tell you." After a pause, Qin Shaojie said. "Actually, I am a practitioner."
"Practitioner?" Ai Xiaohui was stunned and looked at Qin Shaojie in disbelief.
She knew about cultivators. She had read novels in the past when she was free. Cultivators were the kind of people who came and went, just like martial arts masters, and they were much more powerful than martial arts masters.
"Yes, he is a cultivator." Qin Shaojie said. "I think you should know this."
A practitioner, a practitioner, it turns out he is a practitioner. Ai Xiaohui looked at Qin Shaojie in a daze.
Only now did she know that she was married to a spiritual practitioner.