In the banquet hall, Qing Ling puffed her cheeks and stuffed food into her mouth.
"Oh, it's so delicious, there are too many delicious things." Qing Ling pulled Xiang Que down, and asked curiously: "Hey, how much do you think so many things cost?"
"First of all, since people dare to put it up, they must not be short of money. Another thing, I have to use a calculator to calculate the multiplication of more than two digits. You ask me such a difficult question, how can I answer you?" Xiang Que searched through the crowd in the banquet hall like a searchlight, and answered her absent-mindedly.
"What are you looking for?"
"Look for a gaze that keeps yearning for me in the vast crowd." Xiang Que blinked and said in a nonchalant manner. Ever since sitting here, Xiang Que always felt that someone seemed to be watching him. It felt like it had happened four or five times, but every time he deliberately looked for each other, the feeling disappeared.
Who exactly looked at me more than once in the crowd?
"No, I really can't eat anymore." Qingling leaned on the sofa, touched her bulging belly through her clothes, and muttered, "If I eat like this, I will be stretched and I can't take care of myself. It's so painful." , my Dao heart began to loosen again.¡±
Xiang Que looked at her speechlessly and said, "Why don't you just return to vulgarity? In my opinion, the world of flowers and flowers is more suitable for you. The Jingci Temple in the world of ice and snow is really not a place for people to stay. Let's hang out with my brother. I will take you to eat and drink spicy food every day." of"
Qing Ling glanced at him, and said with a little melancholy: "Master is only my apprentice, what will she do if I leave? The inheritance of Jingci Temple cannot be broken."
"Hey, this is another person who is afraid that the earth will not be able to turn without him," Xiang Que sighed shaking his head.
Although the modern society is flashy, there are still those people who are determined and loyal, their heads have been washed into a single tendon, and they only look for one idea in their lives, like Qingling from Jingci Temple, the old monk from Xuankong Temple, and others. Dorothy in Qiannan Miao Village, you can't say that these people are stupid, you can only say that their beliefs are too persistent.
Perhaps life is too monotonous, but at least one thing to envy them is that there is no worry and sorrow, and life may be a little monotonous, but people will not worry so much after they have faith.
Xiang Que sometimes thinks again, if he can spend his whole life on the ancient well temple and face the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty day and night, it would be great, and the days of eating and waiting to die may make many people envious, and at the very least, he doesn't have to do it for those who make him suffer. People are running around with headaches and trivial matters.
More than an hour later, the cruise ship sailed into the Strait of Malacca and headed for the open sea.
"I'll go out to smoke a cigarette, get some fresh air, and you can stroll around by yourself." Xiang Que patted Qing Ling's thigh, took out a cigarette, and walked to the deck.
Just as Xiang Que put the cigarette in his mouth with a "pop", a lighter stretched out beside him and lit it for him.
Xiang Que turned his head and saw it was Shah, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Second Young Master."
"How do you know that my father and master will agree with your suggestion?" Shah said: "After I went back yesterday, I got in touch with the two of them overnight. My master's attitude was very strange. After talking to him, he didn't hesitate He nodded immediately, but my father thought for a long time, and then agreed."
"This is a struggle. The struggle between people is always there. Maybe your master wanted to start this war a long time ago, but unfortunately there is no suitable reason, which is the so-called teacher who comes out of nowhere. It's okay now, I Jumping out of nowhere is exactly what he wanted, so why not do it with his smooth support? Even if I lose this war in the end, he may not have any losses. If he wins, his rewards are immeasurable , do you think this deal is a good deal for him?" Xiang Que smoked a cigarette, looked at the calm sea in the distance, and said softly: "Your Malaysian head-down masters must also be divided into factions, not to mention that they are scattered, but It must not be twisted together. Since there are factions, can there be no disputes? The struggle is just because there is a lack of a fuse. Now that I have lit the fire, I just wait for the sudden loud noise."
Shah looked at Xiang Que with a complicated expression, and said: "You alone, if you want to mess up our whole Malaysia, there will be no peace. Behind the head-down master are many high-ranking officials, wealthy businessmen, Datuks and royal family members. The horse is going to be turned upside down"
Xiang Que shook his head and said, "I may just have brought this dispute forward. Even without me, someone would provoke it in the future. Don't doubt it, this is the cruelty of society."
"Maybe" Shah sighed, and said, "I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse to know you. You are such a troublesome person."
When the Shah said that, Xiang Que was speechless. Since he came down from the ancient well temple, he counted with his fingers, and there was indeed a lot of trouble.
Properly a dead star!
After the two of them chatted for a while leaning against the railing on the deck, the life in the banquet hall suddenly became a little noisy, and almost everyone rushed forward.
Eight old men who were all quite old suddenly entered the banquet hall, then walked to the high platform in front, and lined up one by one.
Xiang Que quietly looked at the eight people on the stage in the back corner, and he knew that there must be a person here who was the head-downer who had finished lowering his head.
But the people on the stage definitely don't know that there is a person below who is staring at him.
"The person standing in the middle is called Chaerha, the most mysterious master of lowering his head in Malaysia. He is only known as a member of the royal family. No one knows about the rest. Some people once said that Charha is the cornerstone of Malaysia's stability. Only if he is in our Malaysian head-down master world will it be so stable. If he is not there, as you said, the head-down masters will probably be in a mess. The one next to Charha is my master. "" After Shah and Xiang Que uncovered the conflict in the casino, the two vaguely thought of forming a temporary alliance, and introduced him in detail to the head-down master on stage.
When the Shah introduced the last person, his words became more obvious: "That person is called Li Changsheng. His ancestors are from your China. He may have come to Nanyang three or four generations ago and then took root here. He has been living in seclusion in East Malaysia. , seldom show his face outside, his strength is vague, some people say that he may be close to Master Charha, no one can be sure of this.¡±
Xiang Que interrupted Shah at this time, and said in a low voice: "There is something I want you to check for me."
"Tell me, I can help you operate within the scope of my ability, after all, we are on the same rope now"
"Help me find out who among these eight people left Malaysia for the United States before January"
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