Artifact

You know, 20,000 rus doesn't seem like much now, but the exchange rate a few decades ago was comparable to that of rice gold!

Therefore, now Lord Li's descendants return 10,000 times the principal, which can also be said to have quite Dongtu characteristics, which is completely in line with the impression that Dongtu people are rich and rich and scattering money everywhere, and it can be unanimously resonated by all walks of life around the world.

Of course, the two middle-aged people who held Lao Lie's wheelchair on the left and right, even if Ye Thirteen could not understand Beixiong's Chinese, they could guess that they must be Lao Lie's two sons.

To put it bluntly, the old column still guards the dignity and decency of the nobility, and from these two middle-aged people to the young first heir, there is only money left in his head.

The aristocracy has fallen to this, which can't help but make people sigh.

"Don't worry, I'll be ready to sign after visiting His Excellency Baron Orlov. "

Night Thirteen patted his chest and signaled that there was a check in his suit, and he wrote any number before signing it, and with this note, he could go to almost any bank to cash out the money.

But the strange thing is that the old column's expression became embarrassed:

"Ugh...... I'm really sorry...... I don't know if you ...... about my father's loan. Is it possible to give cash?".

As soon as Lao Lie finished speaking, the bearded middle-aged man on the other side of him suddenly interjected a half-hard Dongtu lingua franca:

"I don't want Lu coins, I want rice gold!".

Night Thirteen was stunned.

He looked at the beard on the left side of the old column, and then at the mustache on the right, and couldn't understand what these two guys were doing.

Yi Qing whispered behind him: "Cash doesn't have to pay taxes, and now the Lu currency of Beixiong Kingdom is not worth much, of course, it is more difficult to take rice gold." "

More than 200 million ruins, which is almost 3 million meters of gold, is enough for ordinary families to eat and drink for a lifetime, which is certainly not a small amount.

Ye Thirteen looked at Lao Lie again, only to see that he looked haggard, as if he had been depressed for many years and was facing the family's financial crisis, so he was so embarrassed.

Night Thirteen smiled: "No problem, let's make up a whole number." Three million meters of gold, I'll send cash!".

The two middle-aged people behind the old column should not understand the Dongtu language, but after the beautiful translator chattered for a while, a strange and flattering smile appeared on their faces, and they repeatedly stretched out their hands to signal Ye Thirteen to invite in.

The young man with freckles and pimples who rushed up just now was even more polite to Night Thirteen, almost bending down to ninety degrees.

Seeing that the old column was thrown aside when he ran out, Night Thirteen walked over and patted the back of his hand:

"Mr. Leonid, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, please take care of your health. "

The old man glanced at Ye Thirteen gratefully, and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all.

Led by a middle-aged man with a beard and a mustache, Night Thirteen walked all the way into the castle.

The four-story castle must have just been renovated, and I don't know if it was done specifically to welcome Night's Thirteen, but at least the interior looks rather old and empty.

In Yi Qing's words, "the valuable goods that should be sold in this castle have basically been sold", and it is conceivable that today's three million meters of gold is a huge life-saving amount for their family.

No wonder the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren worked so hard, and they didn't even check the details of Night Thirteen before letting him go.

To

put it mildly, the price of a dignified last baron reduced to three million meters of gold is too cheap.

The

entire floor of the top floor is a large luxury flat floor, except for the entrance entrance is slightly blocked, with an unobstructed view and an open view.

The bearded man and the mustache respectfully led the way for the night thirteen, and wanted to follow up together, but Yi Qing said a word, and they immediately left in a hurry.

"Torture" the baron, how can you let others see such a thing!?

Night Thirteen was curious about how Yi Qing did it, and Yi Qing explained that she asked the two guys to go downstairs and wait for someone to bring cash, and they had to make it clear in person, so as not to lose money.

When it comes to money, of course, these people seem to be crazy, who cares about the Baron Ancestor?

The two of them stepped inside and slowly closed the door.

This is a luxurious bedroom with all the furniture and furnishings sold out except for life-sustaining medical equipment, and it is more than 200 square meters.

Outside the huge panoramic floor-to-ceiling glass window, there is a garden-style terrace of more than 100 square meters, on which you can overlook the entire family territory, you can imagine how beautiful the Baron Lord was back then.

However, now he can only lie on a six-foot hard bed, accompanied by a life-sustaining system all day long.

Yi Qing first checked the medical equipment and found that Baron Orlov's vital signs were very stable, and his heartbeat and breathing were very regular, which was suitable for "torture".

She said: "Night Thirteen, you just watch from the sidelines, if anything happens to the baron's body, you have to go out and call someone immediately." "

Night Thirteen sighed slightly: "What's the use of calling people? Let's walk in all the way, have you seen half a nurse or a doctor?"

The two looked at each other silently.

In addition to the more than ten beautiful female servants who were used as a "pomp" at the door, this aristocratic family can't even afford doctors and nurses, and it seems that this family can be regarded as extremely down!

Perhaps as soon as they left, the castle and the land would soon be sold, and the baron's only home could be the old man's home.

There

is no point in sighing, seizing the time is the point.

Facing the centenarian who was in a coma, Yi Qing had to be ruthless.

She lifted her blindfold, the Innate Refining Crystal glittering in her eyes, and she leaned down and whispered in the baron's ear

“ОрловТверскийОлег...... Орлов Тверский Олег!" (Ollov Tversky Oleg...... Ollov Tversky Oleg!)

First she shouted the old man's name a few times, and then she changed it to the lingua franca of Dongtu:

"Baron Orlov, Baron Orlov, Supreme Elder Sun has come to visit you!".

I don't know if it was the Dongtu language that stimulated the baron, or the name of his friend Sun Supreme touched his nerves, the old man's eyelids on the hospital bed began to beat slightly, and his breathing became short.

Night Thirteen could see that the heartbeat and blood pressure on the heart rate monitor had gone up.

This was repeated several times, and from Baron Orlov's dry and hoarse throat, a long breath of depression was expressed:

"Brother Supreme, I'm ...... Waiting for you...... It's been a long time ......

".

The old man didn't open his eyes when he spoke, but hot tears welled up in his sunken eyes, and he said again:

"To the end...... Or is it just you...... Come...... Look at me ......

".

Yi Qing held his breath, and a soft light emanated from his eyes, which projected onto the baron's face, causing him to hallucinate strangely.

Then, Yi Qing waved at Night Thirteen and motioned for him to speak.

Night Thirteen lowered his voice and spoke in a deep voice:

"Orlov, remember the Buddha head you lost to me in a bet?".