From the Bird

"In these years, I have also invited some good friends to help me. Someone advised me to leave Hong Kong. If I stayed in a place with strong Dharma or a person with high weight and inexplicable lives, there may be salvation, but it will not last. Over the years, I have visited the ancient temples in the famous mountains, but they have had no effect. I just fled to the ends of the earth, and these masks will not let me go. Every fifteenth day, I will eat my flesh and blood. I went a year ago. Once in Beijing, I had a long talk with Mr. Zhao all night. It was fifteen that day, and I was rare and safe. But three Zhang Mingzha found my eldest son in Hong Kong ... "

Jin Boqing sighed: "I've reached this age, and I'm not afraid of a dead letter, but Mingzha is passed down from generation to generation. After I die, these three Mingzha will inevitably ask my descendants for flesh and blood. My Golden Gate has never been peaceful, and there are even ruined ones horrible disaster."

He immediately turned his head: "The two comrades were doing things next to Mr. Zhao at such a young age, and they could easily break the stubbornness of Jin Lujin. I just moved the idea of ​​asking for help. This is a personal request. What do the two have? Worry, let's just say that I can also call Mr. Zhao if needed. "

Renny heard just scratching his head: "You don't have to make a phone call. Does the old man want us to destroy these three cards?"

"Good."

Jin Boqing showed some sorrowful colors: "It is inherited from generation to generation and destroyed in my hands. I am really sorry for the ancestors and ancestors, but for the sake of protecting my Jin family's children and grandchildren, I do n’t care so much. To be honest, I have been in these years. Suffering from flesh and blood, I didn't want to live for a long time, and I couldn't live long. I just remembered my children and grandchildren and supported them in one breath. Two comrades can help me with this, and the millennium Poria is my gratitude. Apart from that, if the two have any requirements, I will definitely not quit. "

Li Yan stared thoughtfully at the album: "I can try."

"Great. When is it convenient for the two comrades?"

"Just on the 30th of this month. Before I take a holiday."

"Okay, then I'll bother you then."

After Jin Boqing finished speaking, he got up and left, without any clutter.

Seeing Jin Boqing's departure, Ren Ni asked Li Yan: "Da Yan, in fact, we are quite busy now."

Li Yan shook his head: "If we really destroy the three Zhang Mings, Jin Boqing will not have a few days to live, and we will always give him time to explain the aftermath."

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Chonburi Province, Central Thailand.

This is a red pillar and blue tile, a magnificent temple. At the deepest part of the main hall, the incense burns a red wall surrounded by golden dragons. On the wall is carved a lifelike white dragon, a head with a bun and a white Taoist lay In the dragon tail, he was wearing a white robe, a peaceful expression, a rosary, a banana fan and a wooden staff, and the Chinese and Thai characters of the white dragon king were on it. Flowers on both sides.

In front of the Prince Bailong was a basin of clear water with two or three lotus flowers on it. An elderly man sitting on a futon sitting in front of a lotus meditating to the lotus flower seemed to be out of love.

Suddenly, as soon as the old man opened his eyes, the lotus flower quickly withered and withered, and a stream of blood burst out of the basin. He was frightened and called out.

"Aqing, Aqing."

A fourteen-year-old Qingxiu boy ran in outside the hall: "Master, are you looking for me?"

"Who is the fragrance today?"

A Qing did not think: "There is only one person today, Mr. Xue Wenhai Xue of Hong Kong."

"What about his character?"

A Qing hurriedly handed a blue bound book to the old man.

The old man only glanced hurriedly and said immediately: "This man 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, you will be ashamed when you wait for a lifetime, you convey the original words."

The old man was cold.

About ten minutes later, A Qing ran back and said, "Master, the other party asked me to give you this."

Talking, the little boy handed a check to the old man, and the number on it was so large that even the old man who was used to the rich was moved.

"Go back and tell him to leave."

"Yes."

About five minutes later, the little boy named A Qing ran back again, "Master, he refused to leave, and insisted that I show you this thing."

Holding a piece of ice in his hand, it has melted less than half.

The old man changed his look with one glance: "Take it! Take it!"

A Qing was startled and ran out, but was stopped by the old man.

"Slow A Qing." The old man looked ugly: "You asked him to come in."

"Yes……"

The iron fence door was separated from left to right. Xue Wenhai was dressed in a white suit and stepped into the temple with a relaxed expression. Vivien followed, and the dark-skinned gnome held the water-stained branch and patted the two gently.

"Disciple Wen Hai, I have seen Prince Bailong."

Xue Wenhai knelt on both knees, folded his hands, worshiped the old man with his back to his back.

"Dare to be Mr. Xue's master." Bailong Wanggong stared at Xue Wenhai with a grim face: "Mr. Xue, you have a great deal of killing."

Xue Wenhai listened and smiled slightly: "The immortal karma is in the killing. It is not necessarily a bad thing to kill karma."

"Gossip less, what do you want to ask me?"

"Come on, I want to know, where is Sanqi Noble?"

The Prince Bailong shook his head and said, "Big luck, great danger, excellent minds, knowledgeable, and born, what age are you now? There are no three noble people in this world."

"My younger brother said yes, he will not be targeted. Please ask Prince Bailong to figure it out for me."

Xue Wenhai didn't budge.

"..."

The white dragon prince was silent for a while. He looked down at the blood in his basin and called out, "A Qing, get another basin of water."

The little boy ran into the house, picked up the copper basin and went out. Xue Wenhai glanced at the fallen lotus and blood in the basin, and frowned.

After a while, the boy laid a pot of water and put it in front of the Prince Bailong.

I saw Prince Bailong put his right hand into the copper basin, his eyes closed slightly, and I saw a flower-bone flower to be put out from the basin.

The forehead of the White Dragon was so sweaty that he saw blossoming lotus flowers heading towards the white dragon on the red wall.

With ripples in the basin, Prince Bailong opened his eyes inconceivably and muttered to himself: "Surely there is ..."

Xue Wenhai's heart twitched and couldn't help but step forward: "Where?"

Before the Prince Bailong answered, a water curtain crossed the red wall, and there were faint figures and ripples on it. On the water curtain was a young man wearing a blue scarf, talking loudly with a cigarette.

"Who is he? Where is he?"

Xue Wenhai stared at the face in the water curtain.

"His name is Yang Ye, at Wing Kai Building, Castle Peak Road, Cheung Sha Wan, Kowloon, Hong Kong."

The White Dragon King made a non-human muffled sound.

Xue Wenhai took a deep breath, he deducted his head again, respectfully put the check on the futon, and stood up, "Thank you Prince Bailong for pointing me out."

The Prince Bailong panted violently, and seemed to have no energy to answer Xue Wenhai's question.

Xue Wenhai didn't care, and Vivian left in a hurry.

A Qing watched the two walk out of the temple, some uneasily walked to the Prince Bailong and asked gently, "Master?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as his voice fell, the lotus in the basin actually rose again, and the water curtain changed, becoming an outstanding mature woman.

"This……"

A Qing blinked.

About a dozen breaths, the water curtain changed once again, this time replaced by a tall and thin young man, holding his shoulders and a group of police confrontation.

Almost every dozen breaths, the water curtain changes. There is a street motorcycle with a gloomy look, a beautiful woman with elegant manners, a young man who is addicted to games, and always wearing headphones on his neck. A junior high school girl holding a sneer on her shoulders, and even a small, fat man with a salty and wet smile, counted nine people in the water curtain.

Nine Sanqi nobles!

This is not the end. The lotus almost spread from the pot to the roof, the water curtain was twisted violently, and a dazzling purple light leaked out. There was a rough outline of the silhouette, which looked like the tenth person.

Suddenly, the soaring lotus flower suddenly turned into a flame of heaven, the white dragon statue on the red wall was broken inch by inch, and the entire wall was cracked into a palm-sized rubble pile. The old man spit out big blood and moaned before passing out.

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