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    "Buddhas compete for a stick of incense, and people compete for a breath." Yun Bunan waved his hand and said without doubt: "This matter is settled, just listen to my arrangement."

    Wang Yang smiled bitterly, glanced at the cautious Fatty Xu, and said to himself, forget it.  This fat man would also be able to pull off a big flag and use it as a tiger's skin, and most of the time he wouldn't dare to question it.

    In less than ten minutes, the modification workshop was decided.

    After dinner, we went to see the venue.  Next, Xu Fu was entrusted with the important task of purchasing.

    Of course, this purchase is not easy. The materials Wang Yang wants are very small. Except for the metal, which is a bit large, the other items are just small and fragmentary items.

    As soon as he finished his meal, Wang Yang got into Yun Bunan's car. Soon he found that the car got on the highway and headed out of the city.

    The sunshine at noon was not harsh, but it was very dazzling. Pedestrians on the street were suddenly attracted by a middle-aged man getting out of a car.  He wasn't handsome, and he was of average height. The only thing that caught people's attention was the plastic bracket on his face. It was very abrupt, as if a face that wasn't very attractive to begin with was suddenly covered with tire sealant.  It was so strange to have a patch on it. The visitor waited for everyone around him and yelled arrogantly: "What are you looking at? Get out of here."

    On the street, telling people to ¡®get lost¡¯, and with a thick gold chain exposed at the collar, it is not difficult to think of the other person¡¯s profession, a gangster.

    The man gave everyone an evil look, huffed and stuck out his tongue, and walked into the Black Rose Bar with floating steps like a vicious dog in summer.

    When entering the door, Lao Liu glanced at the monk sitting at the door strangely.

    It¡¯s weird for a monk to come to a bar.

    But what¡¯s even weirder is that the monk came with a guy pose, which is a bit weird.

    "Brother Six, what are you doing?"

    "I met someone who doesn't open his eyes." Ji Laoliu said arrogantly, his voice a little unclear and with a strong nasal tone.

    Ji Laoliu walked straight through the bar and walked towards a secret door at the back. When he opened the door, he found a flight of stairs and ran up it.

    "Brother, what's going on? All the monks are blocking the door?"

    Before reaching the second floor, Ji Laoliu¡¯s signature broken gong voice came from the corridor.

    In a suite at the end of the corridor, there is a man wrapped in a coat sitting on the sofa. It is only autumn now, but he is wearing a thick coat that is only used outdoors in winter. The man has a very nice face, with a toad mouth, leopard eyes, and short hair.  The neck is easy to recognize.

    He is Han Long, the Dragon King on Xishui Street.

    "Isn't it because of you?" Han Long clasped his hands together. In the season when he could just wear a single coat to keep out the cold, Han Long wore a bulky winter coat and still felt cold.  Except for those who are sick, no one would do such a stupid thing and have to cover themselves with prickly heat.

    "Me?" Ji Laoliu asked in surprise.

    Han Long stood up and fiddled with the tea sets from the coffee table in front of him, picked tea, washed the tea, and soup cups. Step by step, he lit the hot water in the boiling kettle, and a stream of steaming hot water fell accurately into the palm of his hand.  In a big teapot.

    "Brother's tea skills are getting better and better." Ji Laoliu praised, picked up the tea cup in front of him, and drank it in one gulp.  With a stained mouth and no intention of quenching his thirst, he drank one cup after another. When all four small cups of tea were in his stomach, he was still not satisfied.

    "Don't interrupt, let's talk about the trouble outside. I haven't seen you for a few days, and I'm really surprised that you have caused such a big trouble for me." Han Long paused, and then said: "I know my body, back in Guanzhong  The old man we met was probably deceiving us. How can there be any talk of ghosts and gods in this world? With the kind of business we were doing back then, if we had believed these things, we would have been scared to death."

    ¡°Brother, please let me look for you again. I heard that there are many Buddhist treasures in the Buddhist temple in Wutai, maybe¡± Ji Laoliu promised, not even thinking that Han Long had already backed down.

    If you believe in ghosts and gods as a tomb robber, you will be scared to death, let alone getting rich.

    But in the big tomb in the Qinling Mountains, three of the six members of the Earth-Drilling Dragon were killed, and the boss, Han Long, was in a coma. If Ji Laoliu hadn't carried Han Long on his back for more than fifty miles on the mountain road, his life would have been handed down to him.  In the mountains.  Later, after leaving the Qinling Mountains and in Guanzhong, Han Long, who was dying, was given a bowl of talisman water and the danger was restored.  But I got a secret illness and my whole body felt cold. No matter how hot the weather was, I felt cold all over my body.  For so many years, I have been wearing cotton-padded clothes to keep out the cold in summer, and even if I went to the hospital, I couldn't find any disease at all.

    Ji Laoliu, who did not believe in ghosts and gods, also began to believe in these.

    But after so many years, both local methods and foreign methods have been used over and over again. Even those who caught evil ghosts and danced with immortals came one after another. The condition did not improve, but insteadIt's been quite frustrating.  Han Long himself accepted his fate. In fact, he was just colder and had no other symptoms. He had become accustomed to it over the years.

    And Ji Laoliu listened to the old man who saved him and thought that something spiritual could cure Han Long.

    Over the years, although Ji Laoliu said he would not make a living as a tomb robber, he started to work as a thief.  And they also specialize in stealing temples and Taoist temples.

    Nowadays, when something is lost in a temple in the capital, the first thing that comes to mind is Master Liu and Ji Laoliu.

    "Lao Liu, these are extraordinary times, can't you make me worry less? How are those Americans doing? Are they okay?"

    "How could that be possible? This gang of ghosts had to attract attention when they went out. I found an abandoned warehouse in the western suburbs and simply locked the door and closed it all inside. Fortunately, no one caused trouble?" Mr. Ji  Liu bared his teeth and said, feeling very strange in his heart. Six or seven tall foreigners came all of a sudden. Not only that, these ghosts were all gloomy and evil.

    "Just keep an eye on them. I don't know much about their identities. If you know too much, you won't live long. Just keep an eye on the other side. As soon as these ghosts leave, this hot potato will finally be gone.  ." Han Long said cautiously, resisting in his heart but having no choice.

    Ji Laoliu pursed his lips and said, "What should I do with that bald donkey at the door?"

    "Why are you asking me for the trouble you caused?" Han Long's face suddenly darkened.

    ¡°Brother, I promise, I really didn¡¯t get caught this time.¡±

    "What happened to your nose? You didn't say it hit the wall, did you?"

    Ji Laoliu swore secretly: "Yesterday when I went to Talin Temple, I met a thief. I didn't pay attention and was tricked. If I know who it is, I will have to behead him alive."

    Just as Ji Laoliu thought, the robber met the little thief, and unfortunately, the robber was robbed by the thief.

    Not only was the bridge of my nose broken, I had to breathe through my mouth for most of the day, and my throat was as dry as if it was swollen.  Both nostrils were blocked.  I also stuffed a large ball of mud into my mouth, and now my mouth still tastes earthy.  The feud was settled, but the problem was that even Ji Laoliu didn't know who the other party was.  It was precisely because he was beaten with a sap and rolled in a drum that he gnashed his teeth in hatred just thinking about it.

    Han Long didn¡¯t expect that there was another story in the middle. Since Ji Laoliu was not caught, how did the monk know that it was Ji Laoliu who did it?

    It¡¯s one thing to catch a thief and take away the stolen goods, and the monk doubts Ji Laoliu¡¯s character, but it¡¯s another thing to block the door.

    ¡°If it had been left in the past and the money had been donated to the temple, this matter would have been over.

    But what happened today was a bit evil. After the monk came, he talked a lot and Han Long recognized the things he was carrying. With his eyes, he could pass by old objects that were a bit old, and  The number that can still be weighed is close to ten.

    But the object in the hands of the monk outside the door is a little bit weird.

    "If the pestle is made of pure copper and weighs less than 200 kilograms, it will be impossible to defeat it.

    The monk originally came to investigate, but after seeing Han Long, he said something that made Han Long so angry that he wanted to kill someone.

    "Obstacle, please show up quickly, Buddha has saved you!"

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