Chapter 925 (2/2)
”Hehe, how strange your voice is... That's it. I'll hang up.” master Deng shouted and hung up immediately.
”Master Deng is all right.” Li Qing whispered to himself, a little relaxed under his heart. At present, it seems that only Zhao Qili was abnormal among the few people who escaped from the ancient building.
Hearing the footsteps, Li Qinggang looked up and saw that Fang Yong strode over: ”brother Qing.”
”What's the matter?”
Fang Yong waved his hand and walked all the way to Li Qing: ”it's all right, but I'm not at ease. What's the origin of that old man?”
”I'm contacting Lord Xie about Longxi. You'd better not know.”
As soon as he heard Li Qing mention Longxi, Fang Yong knew that this was not something he could participate in, and immediately nodded: ”I understand, so don't ask more. Tell me what you want me to do.”
Li qinglue thought about it and said, ”first find two people and watch him. But be careful. He's very vigilant and don't be unhappy. I don't believe what he said yet. Just keep an eye on him and don't make trouble. If there's anything suspicious, tell me immediately.”
”OK.” Fang Yong nodded and turned around to arrange.
Li Qing sat down on the rattan chair under the flowers, slightly hung her head and quietly thought about the whole thing.
The mobile phone ring suddenly rang, Li Qing connected, and Xie YuYan's cold voice came from the microphone: ”Li Qing, do you believe his words?”
”Believe it.” Li Qing whispered, ”if he wasn't Zhao Qili, he wouldn't know so much about us.”
”Well, you'll send him to me tonight. Remember, we'll act late at night and avoid people's eyes and ears.” Xie Yuyan told emphatically, ”we'll discuss countermeasures after we meet.”
”I see.” Li Qing nodded, hesitated for a moment, and asked softly, ”Yuyan, are you... Okay?”
”I'm fine.” Xie Yuyan replied coldly, and then hung up the phone.
Li Qing looked at the time. It had just passed noon. Now it was still early. He had no appetite, so he didn't have lunch. He directly made a phone call to send the project information of gangbeiwan to his study, and then turned back to work.
It's work. In fact, Li Qing is facing all kinds of forms. He can't read the data at all. His mind is full of Zhao Qili's things.
Finally, in the evening, Zhang Bo knocked at the door: ”master.”
”Uncle Zhang, come in.”
The door of the study was gently pushed open. Zhang Bo came in with a tray: ”I heard that the owner didn't eat at noon. I'm afraid you won't eat at night, so I sent you a bowl of lotus seed porridge. There are also some snacks. He is a new chef at home. He is very famous and his cooking is delicious. Xiaoman is full of praise.”
”Thank you, Uncle Zhang, but I really have no appetite now.”
Uncle Zhang was slightly stunned: ”I'll put it down first. When the owner wants to eat, he'll try it.”
”HMM.” Li Qing nodded and answered softly.
Zhang Bo put his things on the tea table, turned and walked out. He hesitated and said, ”master, there are many things recently. You should also pay attention to your health.”
”I know.”
”Do you still go to the hospital to see your wife tonight?”
Li Qing was silent for a while, then said, ”no, I have something else to do tonight.”
”OK, OK. The owner works at ease, so I won't disturb him.” Uncle Zhang went out and took the door.
Li Qing sighed slightly and looked down at the information spread all over the table. Only then did he find that he was almost doing useless work all afternoon. With his chaotic state of mind at the moment, he can't lift up his spirit no matter what he does.
He put the key into the keyhole and twisted it. Li Qing took out the drawer and held the knitted pocket in his hand, with an inexplicable look on his cheek.
Does the immortal ancient building really have the ability to make people old? Can Zhao Qili be deprived of his life for decades so easily?
If this is true, does it mean that the immortal ancient building also has the ability to make people immortal?
As soon as Li Qing thought of this, he suddenly felt cold all over, and couldn't help shivering. I have always regarded the so-called immortality as a laughing stock. Is this idea wrong?
”No.” Li Qing raised his hand and patted his head, looking like he suddenly realized, ”it's clearly a suspected grave.”
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