Volume 1 In 2007, I was poisoned by my grandmother with golden silkworms Chapter 6 The Stone Gamblin
I looked at this young man with a slight smile. I hadn’t seen him for a year. He seemed to have grown taller and his face had become thinner. He spoke Mandarin with a weird pronunciation unique to Japanese people, and his attitude was as polite as ours.
They are really old friends, not former enemies. This is the characteristic of some self-proclaimed cultivated people. The second before drawing the sword, they are still smiling. |
Resisting the urge to poison this guy, I smiled faintly and said, I never thought you would be in Myanmar. Why are there no bodyguards around you? It would not be good if I got beaten up again.
Kato Haraji ignored my cynicism. His attention had already shifted to Xuerui. He looked at it for two seconds before replying: "I think you are here not for tourism, but for travel."
Are you going to participate in the jade trade fair tomorrow? However, I am very surprised, why would Duan Tiande get involved in such a thing?"
I was stunned for a moment. The three words "Duan Tiande" ran through my mind for a few times, and then I realized that it was Uncle Duan, the local gangster from Jiangcheng. Zamao Xiaodao once worked for him and worked for free for several months.
The dissolute life in the nightclub. Later, Basong appeared, and Uncle Duan attacked Zamao Xiaodao for the flower demon fruit. The result was that Basong died, and Uncle Duan reconciled with us through the adjustment of senior brother Zamao Xiaodao.
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Since then, we have had no contact with that Uncle Duan, and we don’t know whether the curse we placed was effective or not.
Kato Haruji hasn't seen us for a long time, so he still thinks that we are still messing around under Uncle Duan.
Zamao Xiaodao spoke next to him: "Little Rabbit, I haven't seen you for a long time, you are still so cool. I just don't know if your sister is feeling better now?" As soon as he finished speaking, Kato Yuerji's words lingered on his lips.
That shallow smile froze immediately, and his eyes were like daggers, piercing Zamao Xiaodao's face. The young man said coldly: "Thanks to you two, my sister has not woken up yet.
I have always suspected that you two stole the Dragon Blood Resurrection Grass, and now I am even more certain. Humph, I thought you were just a minor player! I was really blind."
His expression was neither sad nor happy, and there was no regret at all, just light.
I coughed lightly and said, little brother, please figure it out, we really don’t understand what the Dragon Blood Resurrection Grass you are talking about is. Your sister has not woken up yet. It is your own relationship, and she has nothing to do with us.
A dime relationship. How can there be so much hatred at such a young age? We are just passers-by who meet by chance, understand?
The Japanese boy stopped talking. His eyes were shining like broken glass. He took a few steps back, then pointed at me and Zamao Xiaodao and said, pay attention. I met you in Myanmar this time. If you break my phone again,
Don't blame me for being rude. He walked towards the crowd, and behind him, several men in black with serious faces and bulging waists appeared, following closely.
Zamao Xiaodao sighed next to me, saying that he had known that this trip would be full of twists and turns, but seeing this kid, he had an even more ominous premonition.
Xue Rui frowned and said she didn't like this sissy, which was extremely hypocritical.
However, she still reminded us, saying that this short man seemed to be pregnant with a very powerful force in his body, and the form was very similar to Brother Lu Zuo's Fat Worm.
She recalled to us: "Although I rarely heard Master talk about the past, there was one thing he specifically mentioned, which is the Japanese Onmyoji. The Onmyoji originally originated in China, but was mixed with Taoist mantras.
After the magic and esoteric fortune-telling were introduced to Japan, they were combined with the local culture to form the unique Yin-Yang Way. Prince Shotoku of the Suigu Dynasty formulated the "Twelve Levels of Crown Ranks" and established the "Yin-Yang Liao" (equivalent to our country's Qin Tian
Prison), which has applications such as divination, sacrifice, astronomy, calendar, etc., and can handle everything from national destiny and emperor's orders to common people's affairs. And the people in this prison are the earliest professional onmyoji.
During the Japanese invasion of China, not only did many ronin swordsmen flow in, but also these onmyojis came with the army to save countless innocent souls who died innocently in the war. Some of these people were so powerful that they could even summon wandering souls and creatures from the spiritual world.
Possessed, possessing special power. My master said that many of his brothers died fighting these onmyojis. This sissy, according to my master's description, should give me the impression that she is also an onmyoji."
The uncle nodded aside and said, yes, the Japanese onmyoji are indeed very powerful. They can use a technique called "Shikigami" to strengthen themselves, curse, and murder others. To a certain extent, Japan has integrated these cultures and knowledge
They are well protected, so their overall strength is not inferior to that of China. Although these things have been exaggerated through countless changes in animation and movies, some things are still real. He once fought against a Japanese Onmyoji at Tanggula Pass
Somewhere along the way, if it weren't for an expert who was traveling with me, I almost got killed.
Xu Ming told us that the guy just now was probably a businessman from Japan invited by Myanmar. It seems that tomorrow's trade fair will be lively.
Since there was an unknown translator present, we said nothing more and took a taxi back to the hotel.
It is worth mentioning that, except for my brother-in-law, these two cars are older than all of us.
Zamao Xiaodao took the opportunity to tell me that although the Japanese boy didn't explain, he was afraid that he would bump into us again this time. He had just inquired with the manager named Guo Jiaduan. There were troops stationed at the trade venue and information was blocked.
It is heavily guarded and almost no one can enter. The stone will be auctioned in the black market on the second day. If you want to steal it by then, you may not be able to steal it in time. You will have to find a way from the person who got it at the auction.
I nodded and said that was the only way, and then looked at the fat hen next to me and asked, if people can't get in, can't birds get in? How about Mr. Tiger Cat come over and help us identify it first?
The tiger cat turned around, faced us with his butt, and yelled, "You little poison, you are a landlord and a rich man. Do you want me to be cannon fodder? I'm too lazy to hang you!" It fluttered its wings and nestled on the bedside table.
After finding a good position, he closed his eyes and fell asleep. Zamao Xiaodao laughed beside him and said that there must be experts at the venue. It is indeed a bit dangerous for Mr. Tiger Cat to go there alone, and he might be braised and steamed.
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The tiger cat was still talking in his sleep, cursing: "You silly boys, fuck you!"
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In the morning, Qin Li came over to wake us up and then go to the early morning trade fair.
The trade fair venue was not far from the hotel. We took a bus there and arrived at the place quickly. On the way there, we saw a green military camp next to it, with skinny soldiers standing guard listlessly. We got off.
When I got out of the car, I realized that even though it was a small trade fair, there were actually quite a lot of people coming, and cars kept coming. There were soldiers with guns standing guard at the door. These people were a little more energetic, holding their guns and holding their heads high.
The military uniform is neat and tidy, and he is obviously an elite member of the Burmese army, but he is still short and thin.
Obviously, as an important pillar of export earning foreign exchange, the level of protection should be higher.
Li Jiahu was famous and well-connected. As soon as he got off the car, people kept coming to greet him, say hello, and talk about some business matters. Boss Gu had also been in the jade business, so he naturally had some familiar friends. Qin Li followed him
Behind him, his face was radiant. In addition to us, Li Jiahu also brought three bodyguards, two private secretaries, a chief expert, and local trading company personnel.
Mao Xiaodao, his uncle walked behind, while Xue Rui was carefully followed by a female bodyguard.
When I walked into the venue, I saw that it was already bustling with people, both yellow and white, speaking various languages and whispering to each other.
Just like in China, there is always a ceremony at the beginning of a trade fair. Several well-dressed guys take turns coming up to the stage to speak. Some give a welcome speech, some explain trading rules, or other things. We can neither listen to them.
I understand, I don’t care, I just try to search for the powerful people hidden here. After a while, Zamao Xiaodao poked me with his left elbow and winked at me. I looked in the direction he gave me, and I saw
In the corner under the stage, a middle-aged man with yellow skin sat cross-legged. He was dark and thin, with very long hands, a bit weird, and short hair, like a monk. In front of him, there were several young people in black clothes.
Cover him.
I only glanced at him, and then he turned his head and his eyes met mine. There was a strange blood-red and cold look inside.
He is a master. Could this dark and thin man be the guy Xu Ming mentioned who had mastered flying head and lowered it to three levels?
I went back to look for Xu Ming and found that this guy had disappeared.
After the ceremony, we left the trading hall directly and went to the venue where the rough stones were displayed outside.
The venue is made up of a large blue steel shed, just like a large farmer's market at home. Each booth has a number and is basically the same, but there are also several tons of rough stones. Merchants from all over the country who come to participate in the fair will
Stop and discuss in front of each booth, then write down the number and the hidden price in your mind, and then continue to look for the next target. This used to be the most fanatical casino, where some people became rich overnight, and some people lost everything here.
, all the results are at the place where the stone is cut, and one knife determines life or death.
What is jade stone? Unprocessed jadeite rough is called "raw material", also called stone. Its outer skin is wrapped with a thin or thick original stone skin. It is impossible to know whether it is good or bad inside. The quality can only be known after cutting.
The stone gambling businessman bought the wool, unwrapped the stone, determined the color, texture and water type, and then resold it. This was stone gambling.
This thing has big profits and big risks. Compared with stone gambling, risky transactions such as stocks and real estate are all warm-hearted and pale in comparison.
I looked at these raw jade ores that were basically no different from ordinary stone lumps, and I really couldn't figure out what they contained.
I asked Zamao Xiaodao, don't you know the art of fortune-telling? Take a look and see if there is jade in it. If there is, buy it and we will make a fortune. Zamao Xiaodao looked at it like a country boy.
I paused for a moment and then asked: "Xiao Poison, have you heard the story of He Shibi?"
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