Chapter 682: I Want to Go See Lin Eleven

The air is great!

Yeah!

How long have we been asleep?

There's a calendar on the wall… August 28, 2015.

Today is the Ghost Festival!

Hehe! If we go out now, would we be mistaken for female ghosts?

You can try!

I never thought seventy years would pass in the blink of an eye.

Yeah! Time really flies!

What about Grandpa?

It's all Chen Yu's fault for freezing people to death; what do we do now?

After the four ancient-costume beauties left the tomb chamber, they began chatting in the old man's room.

Suddenly, Bi Yue, who was playing with the remote, pressed the TV's power button.

The TV turned on.

It was airing the evening news.

The four women looked over curiously.

The more they looked, the more shocked they became!

I never imagined human society would develop this fast in seventy years!

There are planes in the sky and trains on the ground that travel several hundred kilometers per hour.

Contacting people far away is no longer done by telegram, but by mobile phone!

Even ordinary people can now drive cars!

And those buildings—built so tall!

On the outer wall, Liu Huixi raised her wrist to check the time.

It's already eleven at night.

She waved her hand.

Let's get started!

At the same moment.

"Dad! I'm back!"

Lin Chang'e flung herself into Lin Feng's arms.

"You haven't grown at all this month!"

Lin Feng held Lin Chang'e, asking curiously.

Lin Chang'e shook her head and said, "I don't want to grow up!"

Lin Feng laughed and said, "It's not that you won't grow just because you don't want to. When I was a kid, I didn't want to grow up either, but look how big I turned out."

Lin Chang'e said proudly, "But I'm different! If I don't want to grow, I won't grow!"

"Huh?"

Lin Feng looked at Lin Chang'e in surprise.

Soon he realized, this little brat came from the Young Witch's belly.

The Young Witch is a member of the Witch Tribe, and little Chang'e also inherited her abilities.

She might really not grow if she doesn't want to.

If she stays like this, looking three or four years old, that's pretty cute.

"Why don't you want to grow up?"

Lin Feng flicked Lin Chang'e's little nose.

Lin Chang'e said, "Once you grow up, every month… it's so annoying!"

"Um… then let's not grow up! But if you stay this small, you'll always be the youngest, with lots of older brothers and sisters, and no younger sister!"

"Tch! I'll always be the older sister—if anyone disagrees, I'll beat them up!"

"Hitting people is wrong!"

"When an older sister hits a younger brother or sister, is that really hitting? It's discipline—is discipline wrong? Don't Dad and Mom often discipline me too?"

Lin Feng: "…"

Lin Chang'e's fallacious reasoning comes in heap after heap.

It left Lin Feng not knowing how to refute.

He didn't even want to refute.

Because the more he explained, the more questions she had.

Educating this child is a big problem!

"Dad, I want to go see Lin Eleven."

Lin Chang'e suddenly said.

"Why?" Lin Feng asked with a smile.

Lin Chang'e said, "I heard Auntie Yao Yao say that Lin Eleven can already walk, but he doesn't listen. As his older sister, I feel I have the duty to discipline him!"

"This is between Dad and Auntie Yao Yao; you don't need to worry about it."

Lin Feng waved his hand.

Lin Chang'e chuckled, "Auntie Yao Yao is busy every day doing experiments, and you, Dad… how often do you go see Lin Eleven? Have you fulfilled your duty as a father?"

"Well… it's getting late, go to sleep!"

Lin Feng felt a bit helpless and hurriedly told Lin Chang'e to rest.

Lin Chang'e shook her head, "You adults are really hypocritical!"

After saying that, she turned and left.

"The post‑10 generation is really hard to manage!"

Lin Feng sighed.

Just then, the phone rang.

It was Liu Huixi calling.

"Shang Xun!"

When the call connected, Liu Huixi's soft voice came through.

"How's it going?" Lin Feng asked.

Liu Huixi replied, "All four have been captured."

"Are you injured? How are the subordinates?"

Lin Feng asked hurriedly.

Liu Huixi said, "I'm unharmed; two of the team are seriously wounded, three lightly wounded. Shang Xun, don't worry!"

Lin Feng nodded, "First keep them confined on the spot, watch them closely."

"Got it!"

Liu Huixi agreed.

After hanging up, a few minutes later Liu Huixi sent over some photos.

They showed the situation inside the tomb chamber.

Looking at all the treasures in the tomb chamber, Lin Feng was quite shocked.

Because these antiques can't be measured simply by money.

A large portion of them only have a handful surviving, a dozen or so.

There could, of course, be more.

Since it's unknown how many Eunuch Shi has collected over the years.

If we emptied this guy's "pocket" of inventory, we could probably open a museum.

In the past, when Lin Feng obtained antiques, his first thought was to turn them into cash.

That time, the antiques that came with Chuánguó Yùxǐ were mostly disposed of for money.

Now he can't do that; without needing money, he can focus on collecting.

The Shufang must not only display the Yongle Encyclopedia but also a large number of rare antiques.

If the big boss comes next time, he'll be envious to death… Is that not a bit wrong?

Forget it, can't do it that way!

"Dong— dong—!"

Suddenly the door was knocked.

"Come in!"

Lin Feng said calmly.

The door opened, and Qian Miaomiao shyly walked in.

"Miaomiao, why are you coming so late?"

Seeing Qian Miaomiao holding a cup of tea, Lin Feng asked casually.

Qian Miaomiao laughed, "I saw the light still on in your room, knew you hadn't slept yet, Lin Feng brother, so I brewed you a cup of tea, try it!"

She placed the cup in front of Lin Feng.

Lin Feng lifted the cup, curiously looking at the tea leaves inside.

It gave a sense of déjà vu and fragrance.

Qian Miaomiao then said, "Lin Feng brother, I know tonight is your rest time; I already asked Sister Caiwei."

"Hmm?"

Lin Feng was puzzled why the woman said that.

Then Qian Miaomiao continued, "Tomorrow the three Bei sisters have school; may I go out with them?"

So that was Qian Miaomiao's suggestion.

"What kind of tea is this?"

Lin Feng changed the subject.

He certainly didn't want to bring her along!

Because it's inconvenient, only Lin Feng and the three Bei sisters would understand.

Qian Miaomiao smiled, "Try it first, see if it's good."

Lin Feng lifted the cup, took a sip, and nodded, "Not bad! It tastes a lot like Eunuch Shi's Snowhorn Dragon!"

Qian Miaomiao replied, "Of course it's the same! I made this tea myself!"

Lin Feng was taken aback, "It's just the color is a bit dark."

Qian Miaomiao: "I didn't notice, it happened over those few days… so!"

Lin Feng: "Uh…"