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"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?

I Received Messages From Future Self!

Fang Xiaocao followed the map, carrying Aquarius through the dense jungle, and soon, a dilapidated temple appeared before her eyes.


Looking at the plaque full of mottled traces of time, Fang Xiaocao could vaguely make out the three large characters written on it, "Mountain God Temple."


Muttering to herself as she looked at the plaque, Fang Xiaocao spoke under her breath.


"Princess Your Highness, is this the place?"


Aquarius asked in a soft voice from beside her.


"Princess Your Highness, I'll go in and scout ahead."


Aquarius drew the gun at his waist, stating in a low voice.


Fang Xiaocao pondered for a moment before nodding her head.


According to the information provided by Hot Noodles, their mission was only to retrieve the treasure, and there was no mention of any danger.


But there were also many uncertainties.


Chapter 90 The Stench of Corpse in the Broken Temple