"In recent years, I have also asked some friends who are good at Taoism to help me. Some people advised me to leave Hong Kong. If I stay in a place where Buddhism is strong, or if I stay with people with high positions and precious lives, I may be saved, but it will not last long. I have visited famous mountains and ancient temples all these years, but nothing worked. Even if I fled to the remotest corners of the earth, these face masks would never let me go. They would come to eat my flesh and blood on every first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year. I went there a year ago Once in Beijing, I had a long talk with Mr. Zhao all night. It was the fifteenth day, and I was rarely safe. But San Zhang Mingzha found my eldest son in Hong Kong"
Jin Boqing sighed: "I have reached this age, and I am not afraid of death, but Mingzha is passed down from generation to generation. After I die, these three Mingzha will definitely ask for flesh and blood from my descendants. My Jinmen will never be peaceful, and some even destroy it." horrible disaster."
He immediately turned serious: "The two comrades are working with Mr. Zhao at such a young age, and they can easily break the Jinlu Jinzhong's Mingzha. That's why I came up with the idea of ??asking you two for help. This is a personal request. What do you two do?" If you have any concerns, you might as well just say it, if necessary, I can also call Mr. Zhao."
Ren Ni could only scratch his head when he heard it: "You don't need to make a call. The old man wants us to destroy these three Mingzha?"
"good."
Jin Boqing showed a bit of desolation: "Ming Zha's inheritance from generation to generation was destroyed in my hands. I am really sorry for my ancestors, but right now, I can't take care of so much in order to protect the continuity of my Jin family's descendants. To be honest, I have Suffering from being eaten by flesh and blood, I don't want to live for a long time, and I can't live for long. I just think about my children and grandchildren, and I rely on one breath to support me. The two comrades can help me with this. The thousand-year-old Poria cocos is my little thanks. Besides, if you two have any requests, I will definitely not refuse."
Li Yan stared at the album thoughtfully: "I can try."
"Great. When is it convenient for the two comrades?"
"Just the 30th of this month. Before my rotation."
"Okay, then I'll bother you later."
After Jin Boqing finished speaking, he got up and left without dragging his feet.
Seeing Jin Boqing leave, Ren Ni asked Li Yan: "Brother Yan, we are actually quite free now."
Li Yan shook his head: "If we really destroy the three Zhang Mingzha, Jin Boqing will not live for a few days. We must give him time to explain his funeral."
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?Central Thailand, Chonburi Province.
This is a magnificent temple with red pillars and blue tiles. In the deepest part of the main hall, incense is enshrined on a red wall surrounded by golden dragons. A lifelike white dragon is carved on the wall. At the tail of the dragon, he is wearing a white robe with a peaceful demeanor, wearing a rosary, holding a plantain fan and a wooden staff, on which are the characters of the White Dragon Prince in Chinese and Thai. There are flowers on both sides.
There is a basin of clear water in front of Prince Bailong, with two or three lotus flowers on it, and an old man sitting cross-legged on the futon is facing the lotus and meditating, as if wandering away.
Suddenly, when the old man opened his eyes, the lotus in front of him quickly withered and withered, and a stream of blood emerged from the basin. He was shocked and called repeatedly.
"Ah Qing, Ah Qing."
A handsome boy of fourteen or fifteen ran in from outside the hall: "Master, are you looking for me?"
"Who is coming to offer incense today?"
Ah Qing didn't even think about it: "Today there is only one person, Mr. Xue Wenhai from Hong Kong."
"Where's his horoscope?"
Ah Qing hurriedly handed a blue thread-bound book to the old man.
The old man only glanced briefly, and immediately said: "This person has nothing to do with me, I can't see him today, tell him to go back."
"But, he has been waiting for you outside the hall for half an hour."
"Since there is no fate, it is useless to wait for a lifetime. Please convey the exact words."
The old man said coldly.
About ten minutes later, Ah Qing trotted back and said, "Master, the other party asked me to give this to you."
As he spoke, the little boy handed a check to the old man. The number on it was so large that even the old man who was used to being rich was moved by it.
"Go back and tell him to leave."
"yes."
About five minutes later, the little boy named Ah Qing ran back again: "Master, he refused to leave and insisted that I show you this thing."
He was holding a piece of ice in his hand, half of which had already melted.
The old man's expression changed after only one glance: "Take it away! Take it away!"
Ah Qing was startled and was about to run out, but was stopped by the old man.
"Wait a minute, Ah Qing." The old man looked ugly: "You call him in. "
"yes¡¡"
The iron fence door was separated from the left and right. Xue Wenhai, dressed in a white suit, walked into the temple with a calm demeanor. Vivienne followed closely behind. The dark-skinned dwarf held a wet branch and patted the bodies of the two of them gently.
"Disciple Wen Hai has met Prince Bailong."
Xue Wenhai knelt down on both knees, clasped his hands together, and paid homage to the old man with his back turned to him.
"I dare not be Mr. Xue's master." Prince Bailong stared at Xue Wenhai sullenly: "Mr. Xue, you have a lot of killing karma."
Xue Wenhai smiled lightly after hearing this: "The karma of eternal immortality lies in killing. The heavy karma of killing is not necessarily a bad thing."
"Stop the gossip, what do you want to ask me?"
"Refreshing, I want to know, where is Sanqi nobleman?"
Prince Bailong shook his head and said: "Auspicious and dangerous, great in mind, knowledgeable and versatile, turned out to be born, what age do you think it is now? There are no three nobles in this world for a long time."
"My junior brother said yes, he will not aim at nothing. Please ask Prince Bailong to do the divination for me."
Xue Wenhai refused to budge.
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Prince Bailong was silent for a while, he looked down at the blood in his basin, and called out, "Ah Qing, get another basin of water."
The little boy ran into the house, picked up the copper basin and walked out. Xue Wenhai glanced at the fallen lotus and bloody water in the basin, and frowned.
After a while, the boy filled a basin of clear water and put it in front of Prince Bailong.
I saw the white dragon prince put his right hand into the copper basin, his eyes were slightly closed, and he saw a budding flower bud protruding from the basin, quickly blooming, and the basin was actually full of lotus flowers in a short time.
Prince Bailong's forehead was covered with sweat, and he saw lotus blossoms blooming towards the white dragon on the red wall.
Ripples continued in the basin, Prince Bailong opened his eyes in disbelief, and muttered to himself: "There really is"
Xue Wenhai's heart twitched, and he couldn't help but leaned forward: "Where are you?"
Without waiting for Prince Bailong to answer, a water curtain crossed the red wall, and blurred figures were faintly visible on it, with ripples passing by. On the water curtain was a young man wearing a blue scarf, talking and laughing loudly with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Who is he? Where is he?"
Xue Wenhai stared at the faces in the water curtain.
"His name is Yang Yu, and he is in Wing Kei Building, Castle Peak Road, Cheung Sha Wan, Kowloon, Hong Kong."
The White Dragon King made an inhuman muffled sound.
Xue Wenhai took a deep breath, bowed his head again, put the check on the futon respectfully, and then stood up, "Thank you, Prince Bailong, for your guidance."
Prince Bailong was panting violently, and seemed to have no energy to answer Xue Wenhai's question.
Xue Wenhai didn't care, and left in a hurry with Vivian.
Ah Qing watched the two of them walk out of the temple, walked up to the White Dragon Prince with some uneasiness, and asked softly, "Master?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the lotus in the pot actually rose again, and the water curtain changed into a mature woman with outstanding charm.
"this¡¡"
Ah Qing blinked.
After about ten breaths, the water curtain changed again. This time it was replaced by a tall and thin young man, who was confronting a group of policemen with his arms around his shoulders.
Almost every dozen or so breaths, the water curtain will change. There are street bikers with sullen expressions, beautiful women with elegant manners, young people who are addicted to games and always wear earphones around their necks, and some A junior high school girl hugging her shoulders and sneering, and even a short, fat man with a salty smile. Counting the blue scarf named Yang Xie at the beginning, a total of nine people flashed through the water curtain.
Nine Sanqi nobles!
This is not over yet, the lotus flower spread from the pot almost to the roof, the water curtain twisted violently, a dazzling purple light came out, and there was a rough outline of a figure, which seemed to be the tenth person.
Suddenly, the soaring lotus stopped, and turned into flames all over the sky with a bang. The white dragon statue on the red wall was broken inch by inch, and the whole wall was cracked into rubble the size of a palm. The little boy's master, known as the reincarnation of the White Dragon Prince The old man spat out a big mouthful of blood and passed out with a groan. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com