After eating the breakfast made by Xiao Jing, Yang Xuan looked at the Internet in the afternoon and found that all the posts and videos about him had disappeared. Even the posts about him had disappeared.
Yang Xuan nodded. It seemed that the relevant departments had taken action.
It made sense. No matter whether this matter was true or not, the country would not allow him to appear in front of the public immediately.
However, what made Yang Xuan feel strange was that the officials did not immediately come out to refute the rumors. Their attitude was very ambiguous.
However, this was not Yang Xuan's business. The most important thing for him now was to find out the secret of his origin.
He always felt that his origin seemed to involve a lot of things.
"I have to find a job," Xiao Jing, who had been lying on the bed, suddenly said.
"What?" Yang Xuan was a little confused.
"Find a job. We can't just sit around and eat. We will starve to death in two days." Xiao Jing sighed.
Yang Xuan finally understood what she was talking about.
Thinking about it, he had no concept of money. However, Xiao Jing was different. She was just a mortal. Naturally, she had to make plans for her life.
"I'm going to find a job. You don't have to look for a job," Xiao Jing said matter-of-factly. "You just recovered your memory. Rest at home. I will make money to support you."
Yang Xuan felt a strong warmth in his heart. He walked over and hugged Xiao Jing. "How can I do that? I am a man. Do I need a little girl to support me?"
"Oh, you can rest for a few months before you start working. It's the same," Xiao Jing said.
Yang Xuan did not let her continue. He thought about it and pretended to feel in his pocket. In fact, he took out a piece of jade from his Storage Ring and said, "Look, what is this?"
Xiao Jing did not understand and asked curiously, "It's a piece of jade. What's wrong?"
Yang Xuan pretended to be mysterious and shook his head. "This is not an ordinary jade. This is a piece of immortal jade. My master … that old man gave it to me. It is worth a lot of money. If we sell it, we won't have to worry about not having enough money."
"Really?" Xiao Jing was stupefied by his words.
"How could it be fake?" Yang Xuan pretended to be disdainful.
In fact, this piece of jade was really an ordinary piece of jade, but he had infused it with a trace of Wood Spirit Qi. If a mortal wore it, they would be immune to all diseases and live a long life.
"But this is something your master left for you. You can't sell it," Xiao Jing said with a frown.
"He left it to me so that I could sell it." Yang Xuan made up a story. "He has a lot of these things."
"How much can it be sold for?" Xiao Jing was relieved and asked again.
"I don't know, at least a few hundred thousand." Yang Xuan was also unsure of the market, so he hesitated.
"I remember now. Wang Fang has a friend whose family seems to have opened a jade shop. Why don't we take it and ask?" Xiao Jing thought for a while and said.
"Alright!" Yang Xuan naturally agreed and nodded.
Xiao Jing immediately took out her mobile phone and called Wang Fang.
After a few words, the matter was settled.
"Let's go. She's waiting for us at Fenghuang Road." Xiao Jing packed up and said.
The two went out and tried to stop a taxi for a long time, but they still couldn't get one. Xiao Jing's forehead was sweating under the hot sun.
"Take this with you." Yang Xuan looked at Xiao Jing, who was sweating on her forehead, and felt sorry for her. He thought for a while and took out a piece of white jade from his storage ring. Then, he injected a trace of cold Qi into it, tied it with a rope, and handed it to Xiao Jing.
Xiao Jing took it curiously, and it was cold to the touch.
"Why is it so cold?" she asked curiously.
"Wear it. It's very cool," Yang Xuan said.
Xiao Jing put it on her neck. As expected, she felt that her whole body was shrouded by a faint cold Qi. She immediately felt cool. Even if the sun was high in the sky, she couldn't feel the heat waves.
"How magical!" Xiao Jing said in surprise.
A few more taxis passed by, but they were still full. Yang Xuan said helplessly, "It seems that we have to buy a car."
"That won't do. Let's buy a house first and make a down payment." Xiao Jing objected.
Yang Xuan naturally understood what she meant. He only smiled and didn't say anything.
After waiting for a long time, they still couldn't stop a taxi. Xiao Jing decided to bring Yang Xuan onto a bus.
There weren't many people on the bus, and there were seats at the back. The two walked to the back and sat down.
After two stops, the number of people on the bus gradually increased. It was a little crowded.
After a while, a thin man also got on the bus.
Yang Xuan saw him and immediately smiled.
He didn't expect to meet an acquaintance. It was Monkey, the same person he saw in the mall the other day.
After Monkey got on the bus, he deliberately squeezed here and there, looking for a target to attack.
Yang Xuan was at the back. Due to the crowd, he didn't see him.
After walking a few more stops, Monkey still couldn't find a target.
At that moment, a tall and burly man in his thirties came on the bus. He reeked of alcohol and looked drunk.
The bus started and after making a turn, it drove along a river.
The river flowed into the sea. The riverbed was very wide and the water was very deep. Many people fished by the river.
When the driver saw that the drunkard didn't look like he was going to insert a coin, he turned his head and said, "Please insert a coin."
"What?" The drunkard stared at him and said gruffly, "I just inserted a coin. You want me to insert another coin?"
"Hello, you didn't insert a coin when you got on the bus," the driver said politely.
"F * * k, I clearly inserted a coin. Are you blind?" the drunkard said angrily as he approached the driver.
The driver couldn't take it anymore as he said unhappily, "There are so many people watching. You know very well whether you inserted a coin or not."
"F * * k, I did. Son of a b * tch. Say another word and I'll kill you," the drunkard cursed angrily.
Everyone on the bus watched in silence. No one stepped forward to stop them or say anything fair.
"There are CCTVs in the bus. Whether you inserted a coin or not is recorded by the CCTVs. If you don't have money, just say it. I'll insert this one yuan for you," the driver said angrily.
"Do I lack that one yuan?" The drunkard's face was ferocious.
"F * * k, you don't insert a coin if you don't lack money!" a voice suddenly cursed. Yang Xuan looked and saw that it was Monkey.
The drunkard had his back facing the crowd. No one knew who it was, but he turned around and searched for a long time.
"Who? Who said that? Come out!" he shouted angrily.
The driver said, "You'll get off at the next stop. I won't insert a coin. The company says that you can't pull the bus."
"F * * k, I'll kill you." The drunkard turned around and suddenly grabbed the driver's shirt and pulled.
At that moment, the bus was driving along the river. The driver was caught off guard by the drunkard's pull and fell to the side. The bus lost control and drove straight into the river.
The passengers on the bus screamed in horror. Xiao Jing's face was pale as she grabbed Yang Xuan's arm tightly.
The driver was shocked. He ignored the drunkard and quickly turned the steering wheel. In the nick of time, he pulled the bus back.
The drunkard staggered from the throw and became even more furious. He grabbed the driver's collar again.
At that moment, someone jumped up and grabbed the handrail of the bus. He kicked the drunkard in the face.
"F * * k, you've forgotten who you are after drinking a few liters of cat piss?"
It was Monkey.
"F * * k!" The drunkard was kicked to the front door. After he got up, he roared and was about to pounce on Monkey.
Screech!
The driver stepped on the brakes and the bus came to a sudden stop. It was just a hair's breadth away from crashing into a dump truck.
Everyone on the bus heaved a sigh of relief. At least nothing happened.
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