C9 Long Time No See

Zhao Sanjin wouldn't be happy to give up on Lin Qingqing. On the other side, his grandfather had given Zhao Sanjin a lot of care, and he had given him a new lease of life. Plus, his grandfather had always treated Zhao Sanjin as the only descendant of the Bone Touching Spell. Zhao Sanjin didn't want to disappoint his grandfather. The only way to make things perfect was for Zhao Sanjin to join the army and retrieve the Demon Refining Pot.

This time, Zhao Sanjin resolutely chose to retire and return to his hometown. This was because he had found the Demon Refining Pot during an operation not long ago and had brought it back. Now, it was in the backpack on his back.

"Mrs. Liu, the thing that grandfather wanted, I have already brought it back for him. " After Zhao Sanjin's emotions stabilized, he nodded and said.

"Really?" Liu Cuie was stunned for a moment and then her face revealed a happy expression. She said, "That's great. Although your aunt doesn't know what your grandfather is talking about and what use it has, your grandfather said that when you bring the thing back, it will be placed on his grave. . . "

"And then?"

"Liu Cuie carefully thought about it and then shook her head and said, "Nothing else. Listening to your grandfather's words, he just wants to see that thing under the nine springs. "

“. . . ”

Zhao Sanjin broke out in a cold sweat. He just wanted to see it? What about the method to break the Bone Touching Spell curse? My god, my grandfather wasn't just spouting nonsense back then. He was just randomly making things up and deliberately tricked me into joining the army, right?

When he thought of this, Zhao Sanjin's little heart instantly sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Sanjin, you stay here and chat with the old man for a while. Auntie, go find Qingqing and tell her clearly. Don't let the two of you have any more conflicts because of that President Liu. " After saying everything that needed to be said, Liu Cuie did not stay any longer and turned around to return to the village.

Zhao Sanjin squatted on the weeds in front of the drainage ditch and took off his backpack. From inside, he put the Demon Refining Pot that he had worked so hard to get, as Liu Cuie had said, at the place where he buried his grandfather. He then said with a bitter face, "Grandpa, say something. Is this Demon Refining Pot a real treasure or is it something that you casually fabricated? Can Qingqing and I really do that kind of thing in bed?"

The so-called Demon Refining Pot. It was actually a spherical container the size of a fist. It was entirely silvery-white in color, and there were all kinds of strange patterns carved on its surface. Although it was hollow, it felt heavy when held in one's hand. No one knew what secrets were hidden inside.

Zhao Sanjin knew that the Demon Refining Pot was hollow because there was a small thumb-sized opening on it. Looking through the opening, he could clearly see that it was empty inside, and there was nothing inside.

"With this broken pot, can it really break the Bone Touching Spell curse and make Qing Qing and I fly together?" After staring at the Demon Refining Pot for a long time, Zhao Sanjin started to doubt what his grandfather had said before he died.

Now that his grandfather had passed away, it was impossible for him to ask if what his grandfather had said was true or not. Furthermore, even if what his grandfather had said was the truth, with his grandfather gone, Zhao Sanjin didn't know how to break that damn spell.

"What should we do? What should we do?" On one side was Lin Qingqing, and on the other side was his grandfather. Zhao Sanjin was caught between the two of them. He was in a dilemma and once again fell into the difficult decision of choosing one of the two before going to the army.

It was until the sound of hurried footsteps came from behind him.

"Mo!"

When they arrived behind Zhao Sanjin, the footsteps came to an abrupt stop, followed by the voice that Zhao Sanjin had dreamt of for the past few years.

Although Lin Qingqing's voice carried a faint breath, when it fell into Zhao Sanjin's ears, it still sounded so pleasant to the ear and moved people's hearts.

Zhao Sanjin came back to his senses. His tiger body trembled slightly and he suddenly turned his head.

At this moment, Lin Qingqing was standing less than a meter away from Zhao Sanjin. She wore a red short-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. Her ponytail was tied behind her head, and her delicate face was not covered with paint or powder. However, her face was slightly flushed, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead. After shouting, he bit his lips with his teeth. He stared at Zhao Sanjin with bright eyes, and his clear eyes could see the bottom. There were crystal clear tears.

Lin Qingqing was still so beautiful after not seeing her for a few years. It was just that. . .

"Qingqing, you have lost weight. " Zhao Sanjin looked at each other and blurted out.

Compared to before Zhao Sanjin left Qingshui Village, Lin Qingqing's waist was even thinner. Her legs were longer, almost 1. 7 meters tall, making her look even slimmer. The only thing that did not become slimmer was the two straight and tall lumps on her chest.

It was as if two large bowls were placed upside down on top of her. Along with Lin Qingqing's breathing, she would rise and fall.

Lin Qingqing did not say anything. She just quietly looked at Zhao Sanjin. After about half a minute, she suddenly rushed forward. She stretched out her arms and threw herself into Zhao Sanjin's arms. Her body trembled slightly because of excitement. The tears hidden in her eyes could not help but flow out and wet the camouflage uniform on Zhao Sanjin's chest in an instant.