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I Received Messages From Future Self!

"Hot Noodles request to add you as a friend." An inexplicable friend request, a non-existent contact. Claiming to be a message from herself in the future, intimately knowledgeable about her past. Fang Xiaocao was utterly numb. Hot Noodles: Danger, do not go home tonight. "Is this some kind of joke?" Staring at the WeChat message, Fang Xiaocao rolled her eyes and opened the anti-theft door. Hot Noodles: At midnight, when the knocking starts, don't turn on the light if you don't want to die. In the early morning: 00:00:00 Fang Xiaocao was woken by the knocking sound. She was just about to turn on the bedside lamp when she remembered that bizarre message. She pulled back her hand and stayed put until dawn, only to know her neighbor next door, a woman living alone just like her was murdered at midnight... Fang Xiaocao was suddenly covered in a cold sweat. Hot Noodles: To celebrate our narrow escape from death, go to the flea market before three in the afternoon, stall number 7, and buy the seventh inkstone on the left-hand side. The seller's bottom price is 80, but the inkstone is worth 8 million. After last night's ordeal, Fang Xiaocao inexplicably chose to believe. She successfully bought an inkstone for a hundred dollars, and later discover it was indeed a imperial inkstone from the Qing Qianlong era, worthing 8 million! Fang Xiaocao stood there, dumbfounded! Following the message's instructions, she bought a second-hand car. But little did she know, the guidance was linking her into a series of events that dragged out a murder case and a fortune worth two small goals. Who on earth sent her the messages? It's really her future self? Or it's some kind of bizarre game?

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Chapter 222 Planning a New Route

"Taotie was right; we should leave immediately and find an alternate route to avoid this minefield,"

Tom added gravely from the side.

Fang Xiaocao nodded.

Both Taotie and Tom's plans were correct.

At this moment, the enemy was hidden while they were exposed.

Indeed, it was necessary to carve out a different path.

And not to contest with the minefield in front of them.

This clearly wasn't a wise choice.

Although Fang Xiaocao didn't understand minefields, and Tom had not mentioned whether this densely mined area was a remnant from older times or if someone had recently set it up in secret,

the fact that Wan Xiaozhou had marked this minefield as a safe and secure route, free from danger, definitely meant there was a problem.

Fang Xiaocao trusted in her hypnotism; it was beyond doubt that Wan Xiaozhou had been hypnotized.