now.

The journey across the Lost Sea ends with thousands of kilometers between them.

So far, we have only been reunited for one night.

Time seems to start flowing again.

The hazy mist turned into winter snow and slowly fell.

Su Wen also gently held up the umbrella he had been holding:

“Affected by the La Niña phenomenon,

It is said that there will be more snow this year.”

Later.

He tilted the umbrella slightly towards the girl beside him.

The two also chatted about their past experiences in a casual chat.

At that time, I was still an unlucky guy.

Normally, if two people hold an umbrella, at most his shoulders will get wet.

And most of the time when he was with Jiang Menghan, he would slip and fall into a puddle more than once or twice:

"So I later changed to a bigger umbrella."

"Convenience store kind of thing?"

"If that were true, then I'd look a little stupid."

He said so.

As the two faced each other, they suddenly couldn't help laughing.

that's all.

Early morning in Jiangnan.

The falling snow in early winter spread quietly, covering the land with a white coat.

The snowflakes were flying like light dancers, dancing in the air, and then falling lightly on the dark brick roofs, dark brown treetops, and alleys covered with bluestones in the old city of Binhai City.

The snow in the south is warm and moist.

The falling snow makes no sound, only the breeze blows by, causing the snowflakes to gently sway the treetops, making a subtle rustling sound.

Perhaps it is because many people moved to the new urban area of ​​Binhai City in response to the initial planning.

Or maybe it's because snow has been forecast.

There are very few pedestrians on the road.

Even fewer people will go to the Old Town Museum during this time.

Deep inside the museum at this moment.

Old Lin, the night watchman on Yulin West Street, was drinking tea in the house.

After sipping a sip of tea.

He smiled like an old naughty boy, squinted his eyes and smiled at the well-dressed old gentleman not far away:

“The top-notch West Lake Shifeng Longjing is worthy of an old guy like you.

There is absolutely no low-grade good stuff out there.

The aroma is really long and the aftertaste is endless.

I must decorate more before I go back."

Hear him say that.

The old curator Yu Kaiji quickly pushed away Lin Yunwen's hand, which was about to take away all the tea he had collected:

“I don’t bring anything with me every time I come here, but I take a lot with me when I leave.

Those who don’t know better think that you come to my place to purchase goods.

After all, you are also the director of the West Street Night Watch Office on Yulin West Street. Why won’t the organization send you some goodies for the year?

Next time I really have to close the door and thank guests."

I heard Director Yu’s teasing.

Old man Lin pretended to sigh and said:

"well.

My son and daughter won’t come back to see her until the Chinese New Year.

What other Laozi Night Watch organization can distribute up to two bottles of melatonin or nutrient solution from Isaiah Life Technology?

You said that I, Old Lin, am already at level three.

Is it useful?"

"It's the third level peak.

Aren't you ready to go further?

Compared with 'transparency', it strengthens the level of intelligence and psychic resonance.

The fourth-level flawless life level transition becomes obvious."

Hear this advice.

Old man Lin waved his hand quickly:

"It's enough to be stuck at the third level peak, I'm just a part-time worker now.

If you are promoted to the fourth level, you may be sent to work in some dangerous place.

still,

Leave opportunities to young people."

He took a sip of tea and said slowly,

"Just like my granddaughter.

She just advanced to the first level.

I am going to follow Xiaoliu and gain experience in the Night Watch.

But isn't it a tricky case now that there's an online supernatural being spreading a curse?

Curse.

Old metaphor.

Aren't you worried?

I am concerned about the country and the people!"

I heard Lin Yunwen say this.

Only then did Director Yu Kaiji finally understand what old man Lin, a shrewd old man like a ghost, had planned this time.

He opened a book casually and said unhurriedly:

"The fragments of the S-class old ark are buried in the deepest part of the Binhai Old Town [Great Library].

In addition, I am a fourth-level ancient scholar, and you are a third-level Xiaoyaoyou.

What am I worried about.

I read.

Are you worried about your precious granddaughter?"

I heard the old saying say this.

Lin Yunwen stopped pretending at all.

He stroked his beard and drank the cup of good tea in one gulp.

Then he quickly took another drink and then showed his intention:

"Let's get some good first-level stuff, something that can prevent curses.

Let me introduce someone to your granddaughter:

Thirty years old, naval officer in the South China Sea.

Participated in the exploration of the Asia-Pacific Deep Sea Relics and the Battle of Lake Baikal.

He has a rich resume, a good family, and a good job."

Hear him say that.

Yu Kaiji pushed up his old-fashioned glasses, and there was a hint of satisfaction in his words:
To be continued...