Super Weapon Swap System

It's still very inconvenient to make phone calls in this era. It is far from the level of a household having a phone. Generally speaking, there were only one or two phones in the entire town. Most people would not call, they were all poor. Which family had rich relatives and phone numbers?    

    

However, those who had never eaten pork had always seen pigs run. If they made phone calls, they had to know the other party's number.    

    

Qin Guan had just generously said that he would call me if he had something to do. What about your number?    

    

Qin Guan really did not know. He did not even know what kind of base this base was, so how could he know the number of the base? Qin Guan just said that.    

    

Now, someone asked for the number? Qin Guan looked embarrassed and was about to ask Xiang Jing about Chen Yutong's father. He had already said, "Forget it. It has already come to this point. There is nothing for us to hide anymore. Qin Guan is a good child."    

    

"Old Chen, don't be silly." At this time, Chen Yutong's mother also spoke," You have forgotten the suffering you suffered in the past. Back when you were on the streets, Qin Guan had even thrown rotten eggs at you. Now, don't trust others so easily. What if Qin Guan and... "    

    

She didn't continue, but the meaning was too clear. Although she was old, she wasn't muddle-headed.    

    

Who knew if she was with Hua Dongjie. Otherwise, why would they come at such a coincidence? If someone else set up a trap, she would go in? What had become of this?    

    

In this day and age, the heart of a person could not be understood. Who knew what the other party's heart was?    

    

"Auntie, it's not your fault. You and Yutong haven't met for a long time. I also don't know about Yutong's recent situation." Xiang Jing who was at the side spoke, "Yutong and I are good sisters and she is living very well now. Furthermore, Qin Guan and Yutong's younger sister were truly together. Since you don't believe us so much, then we will leave. This is a call from our base. If someone bullies the two elders, we'll make this call. Someone will definitely come forward."    

    

Xiang Jing wrote down a number. It was not from the nearby Air Force Base. It was a number from her own Vulture Force. The Vulture Force was directly responsible for the leader. The authority was huge. If there was anyone who dared to come and cause trouble again... The Vulture Force would take the initiative to settle the matter. There was no need to mention a small police station in this town. Even the people in the provincial office had to be punished.    

    

Xiang Jing could tell. Chen Yutong's father had already believed it, but Chen Yutong's mother was even more suspicious. They had just stepped forward to help, but it was like a preplanned play.    

    

Since that was the case, she could only leave.    

    

As for what things, was there anything that Swallow could not get? He could get it at night!    

    

Xiang Jing handed over the paper with the number written on it. Chen Yutong's mother stretched out her hands and was about to take it when Chen Yutong's father spoke again.    

    

"You are scared of the past. This era is different. We should also look forward. The country has developed its economy. In the past... It won't happen again. We have guarded this secret for so many years because we are afraid of falling into the hands of bad people. We're also afraid that it'll be broken. Now, it's time for us to put it down." Chen Yutong's father finally made up his mind. "I believe that Qin Guan is a good person. Qin Guan, come with me."    

    

Chen Yutong's mother wanted to say something but did not speak in the end. She watched helplessly as Qin Guan followed Elder Chen into the house. Hence, Chen Yutong's mother could only stamp her feet and follow him in.    

    

The room was relatively small, about ten square meters. Half of the room was occupied by a bed, and the rest was occupied by breakfast. There was a big pot, a stove, a basin, and so on.    

    

There was only a small window in the room. At this moment, the sun was shining in, leaving a small piece of light on the ground.    

    

Under the light, Qin Guan saw Chen Yutong's father. He reached his hand into the inner side of the bed and touched it. Finally, he took out a painting scroll.    

    

"More than 30 years ago, I was not even 20 years old at that time. When I was studying, I passed by here and encountered a disaster. I used a piece of silver to buy something from a family of escapees. This is one of them."    

    

The paper on the painting had already turned yellow. Clearly, it had experienced many years of vicissitudes. When he opened the painting scroll, it was still white.    

    

On the paper, there was an ancient aura. As the painting paper was slowly spread out, Qin Guan's heart began to race.    

    

That's right. On this painting paper, there was a fluctuation of the mental power, stimulating Qin Guan. It was as if the mystery was about to be unraveled.    

    

Who was on the paper? Was it Zhou Hou? If it was Zhou Hou, then who drew it? Could it be the Empress?    

    

Usually, when a painting was rolled up, it would be rolled up from the top. First, the head would be rolled up and then the feet would be rolled up. Therefore, when it was unfolded now, the first thing that appeared was a pair of feet.    

    

This was a national painting that was made with a brush. At this moment, when he saw his feet, there were only a few strokes, but they were vivid and lifelike. That pair of jade feet seemed to be jumping up. On his ankles, he used a brush to tap a circle. It was a circle of beads that were placed on his feet. It was the finishing touch of the painting. It made his whole leg feel energetic.    

    

The painting scroll was still slowly rotating, revealing the hem of his skirt. This skirt perfectly revealed a pair of legs, which showed the mannequin's posture. It was really too perfect, as if a gust of wind was blowing. The skirt even rippled like a flower in the wind.    

    

When he went up again, he could see his upper body. The wind was graceful and graceful. Her posture was swaying. Right now, she was wearing a long dress. It was as if she was dancing along with the music, her right hand pointing downwards. Her left hand was facing upwards, supporting her clothes. This dress looked very beautiful. It was as if a butterfly was dancing.    

    

Her waist was slender and her limbs were slender. She had an otherworldly temperament like that of a fairy.    

    

When Qin Guan saw this, his heart pounded violently. The foundation of this artist was really too strong. Even the colors were useless. It was just black ink. It had completely depicted the person's posture.    

    

In that case, how graceful and charming would the woman's hair be?    

    

The scroll painting was slowly opened. Under the sunlight that shone in through the window, they saw the woman's hair being pulled up high. When it turned into two high buns, they knew that it was Zhou Hou's special makeup.    

    

However, when they saw the girl's vivid face, Qin Guan and Xiang Jing were stunned.    

    

Impossible, impossible, how could it be like this?    

    

How could there be such a coincidence in this world?    

    

Qin Guan was the most shocked. He originally thought that when the scroll painting was fully unfolded, he would see what he wanted. After absorbing it, he would upgrade the system in his brain.    

    

But now, he was stunned.