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- "In the Age of Dharma Ending, even the Gu Masters are withering away, monks?!"
"Heh, it seems I still think too much!"
Old man Murong had already gone back to his room to rest because he was tired. Dan Sheng stood by the fountain in the garden and digested everything he had just heard. Murong Xueji rubbed her swollen temples, smiled bitterly, and murmured to herself.
What she heard tonight was too shocking
Grandma, whom she had never met before, turned out to be a monk who was said by grandma to be omnipotent in heaven and on earth. Grandpa even saw with his own eyes that grandma soared in the clouds and mist, resisting the tribulation of thunder. The latest chapter of Bai Mei Tu.
Grandpa will never lie. After all, grandpa was once a Gu Master, and as a Gu Master, he is destined to be unable to escape the three calamities of being "poor and orphaned" in his life. Looking at the Murong family today, the heirs are not very prosperous. But at least there is a legacy. The family wealth is not as rich as the country, but it is definitely among the best in the world. The old man was ninety years old, and there is no such thing as 'died'.
The three difficulties of being orphaned and poor have nothing to do with the Murong family. The only thing that made all this happen was the ¡®Grandma the Monk¡¯ whom she had never met.
"In the Age of Ending Dharma, the last monk"
¡°Go against the will of heaven and change your fate to avoid three calamities¡¡±
"But what did I see last night?"
"The shadow falling from the sky in the black curtain, the man in the dust who punched through the armor, the trajectory that rose into the sky and turned into a stream of light, and"
"honglingjin?!"
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Two points.
It should have been a wonderful afternoon tea time, but the atmosphere in the living room was horribly depressing.
The black tea in the cup has gone cold for many times, and the waiter has refilled it again and again. Even the teapot is almost empty, but the eldest lady and the manager Shan have not touched it.
The weird scene is really breathtaking.
It wasn't until the door of the living room made a "squeak" echo that the waiters in the hall breathed a sigh of relief.
"Miss, I have searched 65 major language families around the world, and basically have no clue. Even in 99% of the languages, the syllable 'honglingjin' cannot be formed into a word."
¡°What about the remaining one percent?¡± Shan Sheng asked first.
"The remaining one percent" Jessica smiled bitterly and took out a triangular red cloth scarf from the folder: "This in the Chinese language, it is called the red scarf, which is a symbol for young students to join the Young Pioneers. , the red scarf symbolizes the corner of the Chinese national flag and represents a symbol of honor, but nowadays, almost every young student will wear it."
"Red scarfChina?!"
Jessica's words suddenly caused Murong Xueji's eyes to freeze. After a while, she waved her hands lightly: "You all go down first."
As soon as the sound fell, the waiters left politely. After Jessica closed the door to the living room, Murong Xueji suddenly said: "Retrieve the information of all Chinese who have recently entered Las Vegas, and retrieve and participate in a small area." All Chinese information in this auction.¡±
"Chinese? Why are you so sure? Just because that syllable is similar to the red scarf?" Shan Sheng looked at Murong Xueji's determination incomprehensibly. Who the murderer is cannot be deceived by relying on emotions.
"The red scarf is associated with the Chinese, and the monksare also associated with the Chinese."
"Monk?!" Shan Sheng trembled, then smiled helplessly: "Didn't the master already say that in the early morning? Monk has long been impossible to exist. The old lady is the last one. In this era, monks are just myths. It¡¯s just a story.¡±
Shan Sheng's words did not shake Murong Xueji's determination. She shook her head gently: "Do you remember what I said last night?"
"Remember, immortality fell from the sky and broke the armor with one punch, but this doesn't mean that the robber is a monk, right? Today's technology is completely enough for a person to do all the things you said"
"Butcan today's technology allow a person to soar into the sky without relying on any large-scale equipment?" Murong Xueji also smiled helplessly: "Last night, that's how the person leftthe figure turned into a stream of light. , soaring straight into the 100-meter sky, that speed"
¡°Compared to the speed of light!!¡±
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Page after page of information piled up like a mountain, Shan Sheng was sorting through it, while Murong Xueji carefully read the full text of Ming Lian.
"Remote VIP No. 8? Heywhy don't you have his information?"
Murong Xueji asked suspiciously, and every detail of the auction suddenly came to mind
The asking price for remote VIP No. 8 is US$12 million.
The bid for VIP Room No. 2 is US$20 million.
Remote VIP No. 8 bid 30 million US dollars.
The bid for VIP Room No. 2 is US$50 million.
The battle for the stone tripod is the biggest highlight of this auction and is undoubtedly the most eye-catching feature.
"The mysterious man who competed with Mark Child for the stone tripod turned out to be from China"
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In just a moment, Murong Xueji¡¯s heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
When Shan Sheng heard her question, his expression suddenly froze
"Remote VIP No. 8, that is" Shan Sheng exclaimed unconsciously: "Shen Peng, Brother Shen?!"
"Mysterious identity, strange background, information that cannot be investigated, miraculous gambling skills, and the means to single-handedly imprison Prince Gebri.
"The boss behind the mercenary group; a college classmate of the second young master of the Kou family; a super master comparable to the gambling saint"
Shan Sheng rubbed his forehead in pain, trying desperately to connect all the information about Shen Peng, but after trying for a long time, he discovered that every identity of this brother Shen was incompatible with each other, from the boss behind the mercenary group to Kou Ershao's college classmate, and then a gambling expert
Now, it has become something that only exists in myths and legends
Monk? ! ! !
"This is impossible¡¡"
Shan Sheng did say it was impossible, but he kept smiling bitterly in his heart. Apart from him being the biggest suspect, who else could be there? !
"Shen, Peng? A college classmate of the second young master of the Kou family?"
While carefully observing Shan Sheng¡¯s shocked expression, he listened to his muttered words.
The rhythm of Murong Xueji¡¯s heartbeat has approached the limit
"Remote VIP No. 8 has a desire for the stone tripod, a mysterious identity, a strange background, and a Chinese origin!!"
"It's him! It must be him!"
Clenching her jade fist tightly, Murong Xueji's fair cheeks turned red, as if blood was about to seep out from her delicate skin.
bump!
Smashing her fist on the table, Murong Xueji suddenly stood up: "Let's go!"
Shan Sheng was awakened by Murong Xueji¡¯s shout: ¡°Where are we going?!¡±
"Although the cooperation qualification of the Boiling Festival has been stripped by the Child family, we still have to hold the opening reception of the Boiling Festival tonight. I don't care whether the various forces favor it or not!"
"I only want"
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