Pulling himself out of his thoughts, Uncle took another sip of wine, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Looking back now, perhaps everything is connected, and he was the unassuming master who was reminding me, but at the time, I didn't pay much attention."
"Oh dear, there's definitely something fishy about this guy, we have to find him quickly." Mercury was anxious and put down the glass of wine she had just finished drinking the last drop on the ground.
"Don't rush, let Uncle think about it some more," Wan'er said, her eyes darting around. "Let's see if you can remember what words were written on the table when it was wet."
For a moment, the air seemed to stand still.
"What character is it? It looks like..." Uncle gestured with his finger on the table, thinking and repeating, "Yes, it repeats a few characters, and then makes a few turns. What does it look like? 2? No, it's 3! Yes, it's three. It looks like there are several of them. The Arabic numeral 3, that's right, it's 3! Think about it, what does it mean?"
"3?" This person is indeed strange. Wan'er fell into deep thought. Numbers have many uses. They can indicate the size of an object, the dimensions of some things, or a person's age. But why would he write a whole row of numbers? Is it to repeat himself? No, we usually use a row of numbers, but the most common use is for telephones!
A sudden thought flashed through Wan'er's mind, and a strange pair of eyes suddenly appeared deep within her. Wasn't that the phone number that bald Grandpa Xiao gave her before he left...?
As if she had suddenly seen a glimmer of hope, Wan'er tried to suppress her excitement, picked up the phone, and was about to dial a number when she put it down again. She looked up at the clock on the wall; it was pointing to one in the morning. "It's too late, let's go to sleep first," she said.
"Wan'er, what's on your mind?" Mercury kept staring at Wan'er.
"Yes!" Wan'er nodded excitedly, her eyes sparkling under the light. "This is very likely a phone number, and this number reminds me of someone, but it's getting late..."
"I understand." Mercury nodded, stretched, and said, "Let's get some rest then. Tomorrow, everything will have a fresh start."
After washing up, I went upstairs, turned off the lights, and snuggled into bed with my little prince. Everything around me became even quieter.
It turns out that everything is preordained, that the world is so wondrous.
About an hour later, Wan'er, who had been tossing and turning all night, finally closed her eyes.
The little prince peeked out from under the covers. Lately, he'd been getting more and more clingy and strange. He would always open his eyes and stare at Wan'er after she fell asleep, until he got tired of staring and then slowly fell asleep himself.
Today was no different; Wan'er's unique fragrance wafted into the little prince's nostrils in waves, and the little prince became more and more intoxicated...
Ah, the expression on this spirit cat's face clearly shows that it has developed romantic feelings for the saintess before it.
In the darkness, a pair of eyes seemed to be everywhere, and a soft sigh drifted out from the darkness.
Even though he was wide awake, the Ginseng King was filled with a myriad of thoughts.
My spirit cat! I feel that my spiritual energy has been abundant lately, and the vital energy stored in your body has been well repaired.
You are my benefactor.
Originally, I had been staying inside your body, and you not only showed no disgust, but also carefully protected me, preventing my essence from leaking out.
Now that my health has recovered ahead of schedule, perhaps it's time for me to leave.
How about this, I'll leave your body tonight, but I'll leave you with all of the Ginseng King's essence...
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