Chapter 9 Is It a Spiritual Stone?

Feng Jun kicked down the stone pier, and a red light flashed at the bottom of the stone pier.

He leaned over and took a look, and was surprised to find that there was a groove at the bottom of the stone pier, with a ruby ​​the size of an egg embedded in it.

Feng Jun grew up in a low-income family and didn't know much about rubies, but he could swear that this was definitely the most charming ruby ​​he had ever seen in his life - no one!

This gemstone is crystal clear, reflecting bright and soft light under the sunlight, and is magnificent yet gentle.

For a moment, Feng Jun had a vague realization: This village might have suffered because of this ruby!

If such a large piece of ruby ​​were brought into reality, it would be no problem to sell it for several million, if nothing else. Of course, how to explain the origin of the ruby ​​is a problem and even more troublesome.

The ancestors of Feng Jun's family were also rich, and it was said that they had some Jinshi, etc., but he still couldn't provide convincing evidence.

However, are gems just gems? Feng Jun doesn't think so. Otherwise, why would his stone ring mark be hot?

Since the gem may not be realized, Feng Jun reached out his left hand and pressed it to the gem without hesitation.

My buddy already has storage space, and it’s only a matter of time before he makes a lot of money. The current task is to try to find out the truth about Qi Yu.

He didn't dare to hold down the gem with his left hand, but only used his smallest little finger to touch it.

The next moment, his body shook violently, and he felt an inexplicable energy flowing directly into his body along the little finger of his left hand, extremely surging.

This energy was invisible to the naked eye, but the impact on his body was so real, so real that it was so wild, so real that it was heartbreaking.

"Uh~" He couldn't help but groan in a low voice. At this moment, he felt that his left hand was going to explode. If he wasn't worried about being discovered, his scream would definitely be earth-shattering.

However, immediately after, there was a sudden coolness on his wrist, and the imprint of the stone ring became clear.

The stone ring could bring coolness, but at the tip of his little finger, there was irritable energy. Feng Jun gritted his teeth hard and shivered in pain. He felt that his left hand was no longer his.

Um? Why is the color of the ruby ​​a little weakened?

After about ten minutes, the magnificent red color of the ruby ​​gradually dimmed, but the imprint of the stone ring on his hand became clearer, clearer than ever.

About half an hour later, the ruby ​​lost the last trace of red, turning from pink to gray. Then it broke into pieces and turned into a pile of white powder, which fell from the stone pier.

But the mark of the stone ring on Feng Jun's left wrist became increasingly clear, and turned a little purple, looking like a tattoo.

Unfortunately, the shape of this tattoo is a bit... that.

Feng Jun was stunned for a while, then stretched out his right hand to touch his wrist. The hotness had disappeared.

"This is... a spiritual stone?"

He really can't explain what this ruby ​​is. Analyzing it according to the definition of online novels, a stone that can provide something similar to electricity contains energy. It is probably a spiritual stone, right?

Could it be that the person who traveled through time was not the late Ming Dynasty, but...Xian Xia?

At this time, he was extremely eager for a system to appear. Although the legendary system had all kinds of bad tastes, which often made the protagonist miserable, but... at least it saved him from having to figure it out, right?

Wait, there's so much grease coming out of this body again?

In any case, the imprint of the stone ring on his hand deepened, and he no longer had to consider the issue of energy entering and exiting the space for the time being.

So the next moment, he dug a hole with his hands, swept the debris of the spirit stone into it, sprinkled it with sand, and buried it tightly.

After checking it several times and finding that there was nothing wrong, he silently said "get out".

However, within a second, his figure reappeared. He bent down and put the trolley case on the ground on his elbow, "Nima, this habit of leaving things behind is really bad."

Back in the real world, the first thing Feng Jun did was to take off his clothes and put on cool summer clothes.

Then, he picked up Xiao Li's cell phone and played it again. Sure enough, he didn't seem to have changed at all during the entire filming process, but... the trolley suitcase slung on his right elbow was strangely missing.

The next moment, the trolley case appeared again and moved almost five centimeters.

If he hadn't looked over and over, he would have thought that the trolley case just slid.

After deleting the video he had just taken, he walked out of the bathroom with his trolley suitcase and put his phone on the front desk, "Thank you."

Xiao Li was just about to laugh at him, saying that he didn't expect you to be a quick shooter, but he found this guy carrying a trolley suitcase and rushed into the employee locker room.

Feng Jun felt urgently that he needed to take a shower because even he could smell the stench on his body.

He took this bath for half an hour. When he came out, Zhao Hongqi was opening the window, "What does this smell like? Who stepped on dog poop?"

Feng Jun's clothes also stink. The summer clothes he just changed into are a bit better. The autumn clothes and autumn trousers and thick leather jacket are simply stinking to death.

He had to go out and take the clothes in the trolley suitcase to the laundry... The smell was so bad that he didn't even want to wash it himself.

The female owner of the laundry also looked disgusted, but for the sake of the small money, she didn't say anything harsh.

Feng Jun was not the same. He went to the clothing store and bought another summer dress. It was from the small famous brand "Nine Wolves" and cost more than five hundred. This guy is about to reach the peak of his life, so this little money is nothing. .

After buying the clothes, he was not in a hurry to go back to the Hongjie Club. Instead, he took his ID card and found a room in an express hotel - he would have to do a lot of tests next, and staying in the club would cause a lot of inconvenience.

If he could get his first pot of gold soon, he would even want to resign voluntarily.

After opening the room, he went out to do some shopping, mainly thick clothes and food. He even bought a kerosene stove and went to the construction site to buy a rebar crowbar with one end sharpened.

The waiter on the floor felt strange when she saw the guest carrying all kinds of strange things to the room. When she found the rebar crowbar, she took the initiative to report it to the foreman.

The rebar, which was thicker than your thumb, was sharpened at one end. It was no exaggeration to say it was a murder weapon.

The foreman pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly, "Just keep an eye on it, and let me know when he comes out again, and I'll ask him."

It was an hour later when Feng Jun came out again. His brows were furrowed, his hair was wet, and he looked unhappy.

After hearing the news, the foreman hurried over and said, "Sir, did you bring a lot of things into the room?"

Feng Jun waved his hand and said feebly, "I don't want it anymore. Just throw it away... Leave the trolley box to me."

He really had no interest in talking. Others thought he stayed in the room for an hour, but he stayed in that space for four full days and three nights.

He searched every corner of the village and found nothing that could make the mark heat.

Although this was expected, he was still frustrated - it was obvious that the first spiritual stone was easy to find.

At this moment, the mark on his wrist has faded a little. If the spirit stone has charged him with a hundred points of energy, he has used up a dozen points now.

Yes, in these four days and three nights, he has digitized relevant indicators.

Although Feng Jun is a liberal arts monk, it seems that he should not be too sensitive to data, but among the double majors he obtained, there is a degree called business administration. Without data, what is management?

Even the ancient Qin Shihuang knew about the unification of weights and measures, which laid the foundation for a unified China. As a modern man, what reason did he have to ignore this?

However, although Feng Jun still has more than 80 energy points, he can't waste it like this.

To make matters worse, he found that if he wanted to find spiritual stones again, he would have to prepare more and better equipment.

He must stay in the real world for a little longer and make some money. The only tens of thousands of dollars he has left in his hand are really not enough.

Originally, he thought that he could stop going to work and be happy from now on, but in the end he could only sigh: The ideal is full, but the reality is really skinny.

Since he had to go to work, he had to look like he was going to work. Seeing that it was not early, he took a bus and bicycle and rushed to the club.

When he was at the door, he met Qin Tao who came to work. Qin Tao looked him up and down, moved his mouth, but finally couldn't hold it back, "Why do I feel, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net you have grown taller?"

Of course I know that I have grown taller, and Feng Jun knows this all too well. In the real world, the pants he bought more than an hour ago can no longer cover his ankles.

Fortunately, his feet didn't grow any longer, otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to put on his shoes.

There are instruments for measuring height and weight in the fitness club. Feng Jun took off his shoes and stood up, measured him, and couldn't help but open his mouth in shock: This is... 1.76 meters?

Have you finally surpassed the boundary of "third-class disability"?

What surprised him even more was that his weight had also dropped to 140 pounds.

When he passed by the front desk, Xiao Li couldn't help but said, "I said, how did you become so thin in the blink of an eye?"

Feng Jun wanted to reply with a playful smile: After seeing your photo, Lu Guanlu looked like this.

However, thinking that he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life, he still restrained the bad taste in his heart.

Successful people must of course have qualities.

So, he asked with a little surprise, "Really? I just changed my clothes... It seems that the price of these nine wolves is really reasonable."

Is it just because of a change of clothes? Xiao Li looked him up and down, feeling that he didn't look like him at all, but he didn't feel comfortable asking anymore.

Feng Jun didn't have much work that afternoon, but to his surprise, he actually gained a member in the afternoon.

She was a eldest sister in her early thirties. She could barely score a 70-point appearance, but she was extremely fat. Her waist was not too thick, but her legs were as thick as elephant legs. She was almost 1.65 meters tall and definitely weighed more than 1 meter. One hundred and sixty-five.

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