"I'm sorry to tell you bad news. Our Siberian Tiger King died of excessive bleeding. But no matter what it is, it is still the king of the first game today. Let's cheer for it! Next, let's take a rest for half an hour and then go on the next beast fighting. Now let's enjoy a song and dance, and the babies on the stage will twist it."

Amid the host's loud cheers, a group of innocent girls on the venue beside the iron cage happily twisted their waists and danced.

Although Song Wen couldn't see it, the huge LCD screen hanging on the walls around him was playing the graceful dance of the girl, and she could see it clearly.

However, Song Wen was not in the mood to watch the singing and dancing, but looked at the dead lion and tiger in the iron cage.

Perhaps this is the sorrow of the weak, this is the so-called cruel rule of the jungle that preys on the weak. They should have lived well in the jungle and grassland, but they were captured by others for their own desires to enjoy themselves. Fortunately, domestic laws do not allow them to do this, otherwise the animals in China will be harmed by them sooner or later.

Suddenly, he remembered that the bear and tiger meat brought from the mountain from Ruyi Fan seemed to be almost finished. The Ma was growing now and needed a lot of meat to supplement nutrition. Although it was OK to eat pork, it was not as nutritious as wild animal meat.

I don’t know if the dead beast is willing to sell it. Thinking of it, Song Wen asked Zeng Xinrong next to me, “Will the dead lion and tiger be sold?”

"Sell, why don't you sell? Many people like to eat it. Some people even come to the island from other places just to eat these fresh things that you can't usually eat." Zeng Xinyong has been planting flowers and trees on the island for several years, and he is very clear about these things.

"Then I want to buy some, okay?"

"sure."

"I mean the whole one."

"Why did you buy so many?" Zeng Xinyong asked in surprise.

"I'm useful. Whether it's a lion, a tiger or other animals, it's fine, as long as it's a beast."

Fierce beasts, nourished by mountains, forests and earth, contain a large amount of essence, blood and vitality in their bodies. Although they will be greatly reduced if they die, the nutrition they contain is still hundreds or thousands of times better than pork.

Zeng Xinyong listened to Song Wen's words, thought about it for a while, and then said, "Then I'll ask for help."

Song Wen nodded.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you just now that you can bet here. No matter which guy wins, you will have money to get as long as you win. Look, that room over there is the place to place bets. If you like it, you can try it. Maybe you are lucky and you can earn a few change."

Song Wen looked in the direction of his finger. There was indeed a house on the other side that made people bet on the other side. Some people were already excited to get the money, while others were frowning. It seemed that they had lost a lot. Song Wen looked at it and shook his head. He finally got some money, but he didn't want to let them slip away like this. Besides, he is a famous stinky man. As long as he gambles, he loses no matter what he gambles. He will not be so stupid to spend money for others in vain.

I turned around and looked around, and suddenly saw a figure walking out of the elevator. The figure was very familiar. When I looked closely, it was Dan Tai Minglan.

Why did this woman come here? Song Wen thought strangely, and quickly turned his head aside, then leaned forward to Zeng Xinyong, so that his body would block him and try not to make her unable to recognize her. Every time she saw this woman, it would be fine, it would be better to avoid it.

Dan Tai Minglan was invited by his friend to do business. He was bored and heard someone telling him that it was fun. He came over to take a look. When he got down, he found that it was smoky inside, and men and women were teasing and playing there. He couldn't help but frown and turned around and left. Suddenly, he saw a back in front of him, and felt very familiar, so he walked over.

She wasn't sure if she saw the person she was thinking about, so she looked at it while walking, and the more she looked, the more she looked. When she tilted her head beside him, she saw his cheek, and who was not the person, she couldn't help but step forward and hammer him, and shouted in surprise: "Hey, why are you here?"

Song Wen had seen her coming long ago, but he just didn't want to pay attention to her. Unexpectedly, she finally recognized her, so he had to turn around and greet her with a bitter face, "Hi..."

......

In a luxuriously decorated room in Jiangnan courtyard, Lin He and Mr. Ning sat together. In front of it was a large LCD monitor with a gray-haired old man on the monitor.

"Old Liu, today someone told me that the yard should be changed to a circular shape, and said it could hide from the wind. What do you think?" Lin Jie asked the old man on the display.

Knowing that Lin Jie would not ask this casually, Mr. Liu thought for a while and said, "The outside wall is just a function of blocking the view to prevent others from spying on and preventing others from entering the house. It has no effect on all the scenery in the park. If you want to change it, there is no problem."

"Thank you Mr. Liu for your advice."

"It should."

Mr. Liu is the designer and builder of this Jiangnan courtyard, so no matter what you want to renovate it, Lin Jie will discuss it with him so as not to destroy the overall beauty of the garden and the scenery in the garden.

The two chatted for a few more times, and Lin Jie turned off the video.

Lin Jie turned his head and then asked Mr. Ning: "Old Ning, how is the stone tablet restored?"

After hearing this, Mr. Ning said, "I have invited friends from China to scan and restore the stone tablet with the most advanced instruments. Now the results have come out, confirming that the words on the stone tablet are the six big words "Leading to Xijing Avenue."

"It's great. Our years have not been in vain. Now the twelve stone tablets are gathered together, pointing in the same direction. It seems that the location we are looking for is correct."

Lin Jie said happily. Mr. Ning smiled with relief.

Mr. Ning drank the tea and said, "Although the place has been found, I still have to go down and detect it first. After more than 700 years of vicissitudes and great changes, no one knows what is going to happen below, what will happen?"

"It should be." Lin Jie nodded.

"By the way, you will find someone to go into the sea tomorrow to dig the seabed beside the beach of the ox head sandalwood to see. Maybe there is still ox head sandalwood, and there is no reason only one is."

"I have already visited the afternoon, but there are no nearby. I guess he is lucky, too." Lin Jie waved his hand and said.

"It's not just luck, but also that terrible intuition. Didn't you hear Zeng Xinrong say? He dug it because he felt something was underneath. This is intuition, otherwise he wouldn't have dug it. Maybe we'll ask him for help at that time."

"No, right? What's the use of him?"

"Why didn't you? Don't underestimate this intuition. Maybe it will come in handy then. Moreover, Lao Zhao and him are fellow villagers. They used to join forces to fight against the Japanese and Japanese. With him here, he can also reassure him. He won't think we want to swallow the things left by his ancestors."

"Well, this is OK."

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