Miyano waved his hand, signaling to put the gun away.

By the time the tangible threat of murder locked on him behind him disappeared, Ruan Xianxian was drenched in sweat.

Glancing at the oblivious Ghost Blade beside him, he thought, if it weren't for his ability to disguise himself as a koala, this guy would have died 800 times over!

Once they were completely away from the machinery factory, before turning around, Ghost Blade handed Ruan Xianxian a note: "Lord Jia Ye ordered me to pass this on. It contains the time and place of the cultural relic transaction."

With a grin, Ruan Xianxian clicked her tongue inwardly. After repeatedly testing the waters and confirming that everything was correct, Xiangtaro finally felt comfortable connecting the two sides.

Their level of caution even exceeds that of the task the other party is currently performing.

This shows the importance of the hidden clues, and I'm secretly glad that she came along.

The Night Wanderer circled the area for over half an hour, and only opened the note after the system confirmed that the people who had followed him from the machinery factory had left.

Three o'clock in the morning, on the banks of the Songhua River.

The transaction takes place tonight. Ruan Xianxian found a safe place to enter the space and, based on what she had just experienced, first created a dream for Zheng Hongkuan, who was sitting like a dead pig beside her.

After confirming that he was the one who brought the Ghost Blade into the machine factory, he opened the system shop panel.

The meeting place they agreed to was 7 or 8 kilometers away. Not to mention how many hours she would have to cycle there, her entrance would have been looked down upon by the Japanese, and she would have been crushed to death by the river.

Clothes make the man, and a saddle makes the horse. When you're out in the world, your identity is something you give yourself, so you need a means of transportation.

To ensure that collectors worldwide all possess a copy of this "system-produced" artifact, this time, the plan is not to kill and plunder, but to take a long-term approach and prey on the sharks.

Identity, origin, attire, goods... all are indispensable.

Ruan Xianxian rummaged through the screen, which displayed everything from cars to trucks.

Her gaze lingered on a Jeep priced at 28,000 yuan. Even she, who never hesitated to spend money, was now somewhat hesitant.

Twenty-eight thousand, what does that mean?

You can buy a two-courtyard siheyuan (traditional courtyard house) in the capital.

Why go through all that trouble? She could wait until late at night and "borrow" a truck from the textile factory.

She returned it before dawn, and after checking the price, Ruan Xianxian successfully convinced herself to close the online store...

The system message popped up: "[When searching for 'used cars,' we don't necessarily have to buy brand new ones.]"

Ruan Xianxian did as he was told. There weren't many options. Besides a sedan, the two cars that suited her taste were a Changjiang 46 and a Jeep 212.

The Changjiang 46, which has run 150,000 kilometers, is priced at 2,300 yuan. It's cheap, but it's not a car...

With a determined effort and a closed eye, Ruan Xianxian chose a Jeep 212 that had driven 100,000 kilometers and cost 6,000 yuan.

Staring blankly at the "99% new" SUV that suddenly appeared in front of her, Ruan Xianxian burst into tears.

She cried even more bitterly than the year her grandfather died!

A series of thumping sounds echoed in the space: "[All gone! A small one-room courtyard house is gone!]"

She cried, and the little boy in the system space cried along with her. At one moment, the two voices spoke in unison:

The money comes from the sheep.

This time, I will definitely take back what I've lost from the Japanese devils.

system:???

Ruan Xianxian: ?(?ˊ?ˋ)?

...

At midnight, a sleek military green SUV was driving along the Songhua River.

The car was going very fast, and if anyone got close, they would definitely hear the cursing coming from inside.

Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? I won't even bother with Kaijiangli.

Ruan Xianxian tried her best to step on the brake, her little face serious, her mind filled with curses. No one had told her that the distance between cars was so large at this time!

365 was exasperated and threw a fire poker at her from her spatial storage: "If you don't adjust the seat, use this poker to tap the brakes."

Ruan Xianxian: ...

Having finally reached the riverbank after a long and arduous journey, both men felt a sense of relief.

She took a few breaths of the fresh riverside air and began placing the prepared replicas of cultural relics into the back seat.

In addition to seventeen bronze artifacts from the previous dynasty (the Eastern Han Dynasty), there was also a box of jade artifacts and a box of gold and silver artifacts from the Spring and Autumn Period, which were arranged in order of value inside the carriage.

[Hey, stop digging! Gold is for spring, silver is for autumn; in short: Spring and Autumn Treasures.]

Ruan Xianxian paused as she rummaged through the gold, silver, and jade artifacts. She calmly closed the box, took out a whistle, and made sure no one was around to blow it.

The whistling sound rang out repeatedly, and after about half an hour, ripples suddenly appeared on the river surface.

With a splash, a huge turtle head emerged from the water, its two large eyes looking around blankly. After seeing the whistleblower on the riverbank, it swam almost to Ruan Xianxian's side in the blink of an eye.

A pair of big, round eyes looked at her, watery and affectionately nuzzling her: "You're here! Did you miss me?"

Ruan Xianxian was surprised. In less than a week, Weiwei could express a long sentence? She even asked herself if she missed it? She was much smarter than the giant tortoise that could only express that it wanted to go home when they first met.

She touched the giant tortoise's head, which felt strange to the touch but was ice-cold, a smile playing on her lips:

"Old buddy, a bunch of guys who crossed the river without paying are coming to cause me trouble later. You hide in the water, and if things get awkward, give them a Dragon Tail Swing, how about that?"

Legend has it that a river god, who controlled droughts and floods, lived in the river. After the establishment of the Yin Dynasty, the people attached great importance to sacrificial rites.

Not only were river god temples built, but people crossing the river would also leave some money for passage, ranging from a few cents to a piece of food to throw into the water.

It is to ensure the safety of those crossing the water.

Hearing that the person who refused to pay for the river crossing dared to cause trouble for his friend, Weiwei became slightly angry and sprayed two jets of water into the sky.

The water splashed down, and Weiwei looked bewildered again. "What is a dragon's tail swing? I don't know."

It couldn't even do a proper dragon tail sweep, so Ruan Xianxian thought it was stupid. "What about the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms?"

Weiwei: "Who?"

Ruan Xianxian: "A palm technique that descends from the sky."

The giant tortoise gave her a look as if she were an idiot, then silently dived back underwater, leaving only its two large nostrils above the surface.

He was prepared to spray anyone who bullied his benefactor to death with a water jet.

A gentle night breeze blew, the lonely moon cast its shadow, and Ruan Xianxian transformed into a 1.9-meter-tall man with a scarred face and eight-pack abs, sitting on the roof of the car, his chin resting on his hand, his big feet dangling...

Both the system and Weiwei were silenced.

Weiwei had no idea what methods her little benefactor had used to transform into a mountain bandit in front of her; all she knew was that her appearance and actions were extremely eye-catching.

"Weiwei, I won't ask for help later, but you absolutely mustn't show your face. Those people don't give you any money when they pass by, and if they see you, they'll definitely take you back and make turtle soup for you."

This is ridiculous. What kind of good person would someone be who doesn't even pay tolls for passing through?

"Don't worry, if they don't die from being shot, I'll eat them."

Giant tortoises have an astonishing bite force; they can chew up not only human bones, but even iron like popcorn.

With Weiwei's amazing fighting power protecting her, Ruan Xianxian felt even more confident. She wasn't afraid of being double-crossed, but she was afraid that Xiao Rizi would be too powerful. Once she made a move, she would make sure to leave no survivors.

Although she adhered to the principles of "fairness, openness, and impartiality" in her transactions, she never forgot to keep in mind that a wise person avoids dangerous situations.

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P.S.: I'm taking a break tomorrow. See you all at 12:30 pm sharp the day after tomorrow.