Lingyun followed behind Qingping.

But the dress of their two aunts still attracted the attention of those around them.

Lingyun is going abroad for the first time.

Instead, Qing Ping was a real person, watching Lingyun grow older for two rounds.

In fact, Qingping real people go abroad once or twice a year.

There are even a few blonde outcast disciples on Maoshan.

This is not the first time Qingping live-action came to North America.

So Qingping real people are far more calm than Lingyun.

Yundan walked out of the airport breezy.

A taxi stopped in front of the two.

Lingyun is planning to make a scalp and communicate with the other party in her semi-familiar level three and a half English.

At this time, a woman took the lead through the middle of the two.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry."

With that said, the woman will open the car door.

But the woman opened the door for a long time, but couldn't open it.

The woman was anxious: "Hey, why can't you open the door? Is it broken? Damn."

"How is it possible, my car door is not broken." The driver said.

Qingping lively looked at the woman calmly and said in fluent English: "Madam, if you don't give me back my things, I'm afraid you can't go anywhere."

This fluent English has dumbfounded Lingyun.

In her eyes, her uncle Shizu is a stubborn ‘old thing’.

She is the oldest and the oldest in Maoshan.

Of course, cultivation is also an excellent one.

Women of this old monster level probably spend most of their time practicing, or on the road to cultivation.

But she couldn't even dream about it, her ancestors and fathers had this ability.

"What? I don't understand what you're talking about." The woman panicked, breaking the door handle more eagerly.

Qingping real person's eyes are calm, just standing there.

But even if she was just standing, the woman was already feeling great pressure.

What is the real person of Qingping? The only woman in Hua Xia Ling's otherworld that reached the upper Qing Dynasty.

No one has been able to touch her quietly without being noticed by her.

The woman was also a head iron, and she got into the car window directly.

"Go to Hollywood." the woman said.

"Shishuzu." Lingyun had heard Qingping's words before and guessed that this woman should be a thief.

So when she saw the woman running away, she was anxious.

However, the real person of Qingping was always in a hurry, watching the taxi drive away from her.

"It's okay." Qingping real person said disapprovingly.

...

"Huh..." Jia Liwen breathed a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the two Asian women did not delve into it. If they shouted directly at the time, their own trouble would be great.

After the taxi left the airport, Carrie started to check her loot.

A small leather bag, the style is quite retro.

It's just that I don't know what animal skin it is.

I don't know if this leather bag is worth it.

Carrie reached out and touched the bag to find a transparent bottle, but the bottle contained half a bottle of black sand.

What is this? Carrie was puzzled.

Carrie touched it again, a metal sign, which felt like bronze.

Don't know what the purpose is, jewelry? It feels too big.

A fist-shaped brass bell, a stack of yellow paper, and a bottle of red liquid.

Carrie started groping again, and found a wooden box.

Carrie felt that the box was older than the leather bag.

Carrie shook the box, which contained something.

Carrie was about to open the box, but found that the box was stuck with a thin piece of yellow paper.

Carrie directly ripped open the yellow piece of paper.

Open the lid, but there is nothing inside.

"F***...nothing valuable, wasting my expectations in vain." Jia Liwen scolded.

"Miss, Hollywood is here."

"So fast?"

"Quick? Miss, it's been fifty minutes, or do you think you haven't been addicted? Should I open another lap? Of course, it's billing."

"Okay, how much is it."

"One hundred and sixty-eight dollars."

"This is one hundred dollars, no need to find it."

"Miss, I am talking about one hundred dollars."

"No." Carrie said angrily: "Either you take away the hundred dollars, or you call the police now, and the one hundred and sixty-eight dollars cannot even be filed."

"F** counts my luck."

The driver has also seen the three teachings and nine streams, seeing Carrie's appearance and guessing who she is.

Therefore, she can give a hundred dollars of car money, it is already regarded as burning high incense.

The driver scolded and drove away.

Jia Liwen listlessly found a store that received black goods.

"Hi, Carrie, I haven't seen you for a long time." The store owner greeted Carrie warmly.

"Help me see how much these things are worth."

The shop owner carefully inspected the things brought out by Carrie.

"Thirty dollars."

After a few minutes, the shop owner gave the price tag.

"F***, are you crazy, thirty dollars? I don't even have enough money for the car. Look at the craftsmanship of these things, absolutely high-end handicrafts, and this snakeskin bag, which is the most popular this year. The style comes from the famous Italian fashion master Miron."

"My price does not include this bag, you can take it back." The shop owner said disapprovingly: "In addition, these things should be Chinese products, which should be Chinese religious instruments, and the Italian luxury you said is not Half a cent relationship."

"I won't sell it!" Carrie was so angry that she spent two hundred dollars to and from the airport.

The store owner actually gave only thirty dollars.

It also means that for this single business, she has to post a hundred and seventy dollars.

This does not include a twelve-dollar burger she ate at the airport.

I have to say that the burgers at the airport are really expensive.

In other places, burgers of 1 to 3 US dollars are actually sold at the airport for US dollars.

Carrie swept the contents of the table directly into the leather bag, turned away angrily, and kicked the door frame before leaving.

"If you change your mind, remember to come back to me... yeah, you still have to compensate for the loss of my door." The shopkeeper shouted at Jia Liwen outside.

Jia Liwen turned around and gave the store owner a middle finger.

Back at her home, Carrie first opened the refrigerator.

An odor came across.

Except for beer, everything in the refrigerator seems to have deteriorated.

"F***" Carrie held the beer depressed and sat on the sofa.

After a tired day, she was exhausted.

After drinking the last beer.

Jia Liwen fell asleep unconsciously.

When I woke up again, it was already very dark.

Carrie looked at the time.

"F***, it was 12 o'clock."

Jia Liwen patted his head, feeling as if the wine had not yet woken up.

When the refrigerator was opened again, the desperate rotten smell was still there.

But Carrie decided to pick out a piece of food that was not so desperate for her dinner.

Suddenly, after a gust of wind, Jia Liwen shivered.

Boom--

Carrie heard something falling in the living room.