The first invitation failed.

This was expected by Ximen Bailing.

It’s just that Qin Dahai’s problem is very sharp.

She couldn't make any positive answers at all, so she had to quickly change the topic. Qin Dahai was very interested. As soon as she got off the rooftop, she found Han Yue walking out of the elevator with a big bag, and even two boxes behind her. After seeing the two, she didn't forget to ask for help. Qin Dahai was confused, but she still helped carry it into the house and poured himself a glass of water. He asked, "What are you doing?"

"I've churned my storage room all over!" Han Yue seemed to be searching, constantly churning in various boxes in his own living room, saying, "Since that thief is here to steal money and jewelry, I must have valuable jewelry!"

Qin Dahai almost choked to death by a sip of water.

Ximen Bailing was also unable to support her forehead.

But Han Yue said with a serene comment: "I thought about it all night, and I guess there might be jewelry, and I want to find it."

"Well, you didn't sleep all night, did you? Dreams were made early in the morning, right?" Qin Dahai said helplessly.

But that's what it means.

Qin Dahai's eyes kept scanning these objects like lightning.

The thief last night was definitely the No. 1 master. It was definitely not a simple object that could catch his eye. As for the bullshit, he liked to fuck the windows of single women's houses, Qin Dahaiquan regarded it as farts.

Ximen Bailing was also curious.

But the three of them were tumbling and whispering, and they didn't even make anything worth more than 1,000 yuan. However, Han Yue found a lot of photos, mostly photos of her mother when she was a child. She was very stunning and carefully wiped all the photos.

Her mother is very beautiful.

He is 70% or 80% similar to Han Yue. As you can see from the photos alone, he is a lady with an unparalleled temperament.

The photos are all taken by the mother and daughter, and they can't see her father at all.

"Han Yue, don't you have a photo of your father?" asked Ximen Bailing.

Han Yue secretly wiped his tears and said, "No, I have been with my mother since I was a child, and I don't know what my father looks like."

A hint of disappointment flashed in Ximen Bailing's eyes, but he soon returned to peace.

However, Qin Dahai took the photos and took a look, then put them down and said, "Okay, pack up and go eat rice noodles later."

"good!"

Han Yue smiled happily on the spot.

He was busy packing up the miscellaneous items in the house. Ximen Bailing had not rested last night, so he went back to his house to rest. Han Yue excitedly went to change his clothes. Qin Dahai was sitting on the sofa, his eyes constantly sweeping over the miscellaneous items piled up, and then his mind moved.

Walking to a storage box that has been quite old.

Draw out Kunwu's sword.

Han Yue kept beating on the box and just changed her clothes, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

“Hollow.”

After Qin Dahai hit a corner of the box with Kunwu knife in his hand, he suddenly said.

"kindness?"

Han Yue suddenly felt energetic and hurriedly approached and said, "Hurry, open it and see! Oh my God, I'm going to get rich!"

Qin Dahai opened his mouth.

Then he shook his head helplessly and opened the box. The box was filled with old clothes. After taking out all the clothes, the two realized that the bottom of the box was too thick. Han Yue's eyes shone, and he almost smashed it with a hammer. Qin Dahai waved the Kunwu knife in his hand, and the tip of the knife kept traversing through the gaps inside the box.

After about a circle, he suddenly pressed down.

There was only a click.

The mezzanine at the bottom of the box was lifted up.

"What is this?"

Han Yue blinked.

I saw a black scabbard in the mezzanine at the bottom of the box, with no extra items. Qin Dahai frowned and took the scabbard, his face full of solemnity.

"What's this?"

Han Yue knocked, and there were jingling sounds.

I don't know what material it is.

"Scave." Qin Dahai stroked the scabbard, his face a little complicated.

The mysterious totem patterns were engraved on the scabbard, racking all the memories in his head, and he didn't know the meaning of these totem patterns.

"Why is it a scabbard?"

Han Yue was disappointed.

Qin Dahai waved the scabbard in his hand, suddenly sighed, and said, "I don't know either, but it looks amazing, take a good look."

Han Yue was puzzled. Seeing him get up, he hurriedly followed him to the balcony. As Qin Dahai whistled into the air, Hai Dongqing swiftly dived down at a rapid speed. Han Yue was very excited. Seeing the brilliant golden feathers shining brightly in the sun, their eyes shining.

With Qin Dahai waved his hand.

Na Hai Dongqing quickly dropped a scimitar.

Han Yue exclaimed: "So amazing."

Take the scimitar.

Qin Dahai obviously felt a buzzing sound from the blade. He swung his wrist and immediately inserted the scimitar into the scabbard.

Perfect fit.

At this time, the scimitar with scabbards showed a mysterious feeling. Han Yue was stunned. He didn't know why the knife in Qin Dahai's hand was the same as the scabbard hidden in his home. As Qin Dahai drew his sword slightly, a dazzling light flashed on the blade, accompanied by a buzzing knife sound.

Qin Dahai smiled.

He found it very interesting.

He pulled out the knife, handed the scabbard to Han Yue, and said, "Hide it, it should be left by your parents."

"I want this thing." Han Yue rolled his eyes and said, "Since your knife is so suitable, I'd better leave it to you. Why are there jewelry? But this knife looks so handsome."

"A knife is a good knife. With a scabbard, I don't know whether it's good or bad." Qin Dahai shook his head, and he smiled and said, "Hide it for now. When I want it, I will naturally look for you."

When Han Yue heard this, he had no choice but to nod.

Paused.

Qin Dahai said: "No one should say it."

"Sister Bailing doesn't say anything?" Han Yue asked.

Qin Dahai raised his lips slightly: "Don't say it, as long as you know, I will not lie to you."

"Tsk, I'm so smart!" Han Yue patted his chest and said, "Who can lie to me?"

Qin Dahai smiled.

But his eyes narrowed.

Looking at the scabbard in Han Yue's hand, he chuckled.

The knife is an item from a black deal under the hands of Qi Feng of Penghai Jiuyou. It should have been a transaction that Qi Feng attached great importance to, but it was disturbed by himself.

But it can be confirmed.

It has something to do with this knife.

It is estimated that it has nothing to do with Jiuyou.

It is so tight that Han Yue’s parents’ origins are not that simple.

Qin Dahai put the scabbard back into the box, then glanced around him, and a touch of playfulness flashed in his eyes, and then smiled and said, "Put the box back into the storage room."

"But. So heavy"

Obviously, Han Yue was very energetic after not having the temptation of jewelry.

Qin Dahai really wants to say that you carried these things out of the storage room alone!
Chapter completed!