10 Dismantling Xunfu Garden Gu Qingcheng carefully inspected the guqin and finally felt relieved.
The cold air from outside the door came in, gradually dissipating the humidity in the room.
I noticed that she had been holding the phone in her hand, and I guessed that with her efficiency, she must have contacted the car that came to pick her up. In short, Gu Qingcheng left a very good impression on me, which indirectly diluted Brother Nai's philistine.
Gu Zhijin should really be grateful to God for having such a good sister. "The appearance of a twenty-year-old, the calmness of a thirty-year-old, and the behavior of a forty-year-old" - this is my impression of Gu Qingcheng.
"Mr. Feng, the car will arrive in ten minutes, and the air ticket to Sapporo has been booked. How about we say goodbye?" She held the guqin in both hands, not even shaking hands when saying goodbye.
Watching her cautiously walking out of the door, holding what seemed to be the most precious jade in the world, I couldn't help but sadly thought: "Tengjia, who exists in the form of a soul, is powerless to control her own destiny. Will she do it every day?"
All trapped in sorrow?" After a short period of relief, she once again entered the imprisoned reincarnation like a snail, which must be an extremely miserable thing.
Compared with her, ordinary people can experience different and colorful births, old age, illness and death, joys and sorrows in a hundred years of life, and they will reach the point where they are tired of life and die at the right time. It cannot but be said to be another kind of "
Lucky".
The smoking sniper hid in the darkness again, but on the watchtower in the northwest, someone was singing in a low voice, and his position was even more exposed.
Gu Qingcheng looked around at the observation tower and smiled leisurely: "The superb firepower equipment of the American experts, coupled with the defensive style of the Chinese masters, is simply a 'Chinese burger' made by street vendors. It is nondescript and tastes terrible.
Is that right, Mr. Feng?”
I don’t know what Wang Jiangnan and Hawke’s purpose is. It seems that this loose defensive state is a bit exaggerated and is simply making fun of the lives of the Gunslingers brothers. I have begun to consider whether to dismantle the villa in the process of dismantling the villa.
Don't remove all the snipers exposed at high places, even the watchtowers.
There are no tall buildings in the Muwanzhoushan area, and it is a flat plain. Snipers can overlook the panoramic view from a high place, which is an advantage and a disadvantage, because the enemy can also include them in the sniper scope. The situation of both sides is almost equal. The remaining
It just depends on luck and personal reaction ability.
"Mr. Feng, maybe I am too inexperienced to understand the meaning of this 'nine-headed bird's life-saving game'. Chinese classical metaphysics is profound and profound, can you give me some advice?" She looked back and forth to the two wings of the main building.
She shook her head several times. Not only her, but also the Japanese life hunter who came with Watanabe Castle before understood this truth. Therefore, this big house with an absurd layout made almost every smart person who saw it feel embarrassed.
Puzzled.
I avoided this topic, took out the check, flashed it in front of her eyes, and then tore it in half with a "sneak" sound. Gu Qingcheng was stunned, took the guqin into her arms, and arched her body
, like a frightened civet, gearing up and ready to fight the enemy.
"Chila, chila" two times in a row, the check turned into four pieces, then eight pieces, until it became a handful of useless scraps of paper in my hand.
"Mr. Feng, what are you doing? You don't want to break the contract, right?" Her reaction was indeed very fast. She immediately glanced at the watchtowers in all directions. At the same time, she held the guqin with her left arm, lowered her right wrist, spread her five fingers, and inserted it into her chest.
In the middle of the leather bag, in the midst of his busy schedule, he glanced at his watch, probably calculating the time for reinforcements to arrive.
It can be seen from all the reactions she made in one second that she is a superb master of martial arts. When attacking with her right hand, it should be a hidden weapon similar to flying needles and darts, otherwise it would not be necessary.
Spread your fingers.
"I'm going to place an order for Qin. You can increase the price as you wish -" She still had a smile on her face, but it was just an indifferent sneer.
At the end of the road outside the gate, two car lights flashed out at extremely fast speeds, and within a few seconds the clear roar of the engine could be heard.
"It is the most common thing in the antique shop to eat black and white. Mr. Feng likes to play this game, and I am also interested in accompanying him——"
"Wow, wow" three times, three doors of the room on the first floor opened at the same time. Standing at the three doorways were Xiao Kereng and Xiaoyan, Wang Jiangnan and Xiao Lai, Tycoon and Guan Baoling. As soon as the six people appeared, Gu
Qingcheng felt as if facing a formidable enemy, squinting southward from the corners of his eyes, ready to escape at any moment.
Xiao Lai reacted very quickly. In an instant, he drew the gun in his hand, loaded the bullet, and pointed it at Gu Qingcheng's side.
The originally peaceful villa suddenly turned into a tense situation. Almost at the moment Xiao Lai drew his gun, powerful searchlights lit up on the four watchtowers, and the beams of light shattered the darkness, shining directly on
Gu Qingcheng. It can be imagined that behind the lamppost, what will follow will be the black muzzle of the sniper rifle.
The seemingly loose defense state is actually just a superficial illusion, disguised for the enemy to see.
Gu Qingcheng sneered and turned around to face the door. The car that was speeding over was still fifty steps away from the door. A rapid alarm sounded, and a shining steel door quickly sealed the door. It was dark.
In the middle of the scene, dozens of guns were pointed at the car that was forced to brake suddenly. Especially on the roof of the main building, five powerful heavy machine guns were suddenly set up, and they all fired the crisp clang of bullet belts.
Voice.
This was a seamless sniper drill, and Gu Qingcheng accidentally became the guinea pig that touched the Bagua formation. She looked up at the machine gunner on the main building and sighed helplessly: "Mr. Feng, you win."
American anti-terrorism experts are by no means unworthy of their reputation. Otherwise, if the Pentagon supports them with high salaries every day, wouldn’t they become the number one victim in the world? Obviously, Wang Jiangnan is very satisfied with the rapid emergency response of the Sharpshooter Association and took the lead in filming.
I slapped him more than a dozen times, but unfortunately no one responded.
As we all know, the reason why a good defensive posture can be formed is all because of the tycoon's face. During the confrontation in front of Fengkeo Temple, Wang Jiangnan's face had long been stepped on by the tycoon, and he would not be able to stand up for ten thousand years. At this time, he made
This kind of action is obviously flattering.
I threw the scraps of paper into the peel box next to me and smiled calmly: "Miss Gu, you misunderstood. I can give you the guqin, but I won't take any money. Please take out your hands and fire the hidden weapon without wearing deerskin gloves."
, it’s easy to hurt your fingers.”
From her preparatory movements before launching the concealed weapon, I can predict that the concealed weapon must be very small and sharp, capable of replacing firearms and delivering fatal blows.
Many seniors have said that when traveling in the world, the three types of people you should not mess with are sick men, women, and children. It is precisely because of their apparent weakness that they practice more diligently and even use hidden weapons that are quenched with poison.
, make sure to kill the enemy with one blow.
Gu Qingcheng was stunned: "What? What..."
Before I felt the existence of Toka's soul, I just wanted to transport the guqin out of Japan to prevent the Chinese treasure from falling into the hands of the royal family, but I would not give it to any institution for free. I knew that Toka's soul was imprisoned in the guqin.
After I got married, I was more concerned about who the final owner of the piano would be, hoping that it would not fall into the hands of a vulgar mediocre man, so I would rather give it to Gu Qingcheng without taking any money. This is exactly the heroic principle of the ancients, "pink is given to beauties, and swords are given to strong men."
.
I know that this decision will make it difficult for others to understand and even surprise Gu Qingcheng.
"The check has been torn, Miss Gu. Now you can take the guqin on the road. I wish you a safe journey." I gestured to Xiao Kereng, who was confused. Although she was reluctant, she waved helplessly.
, ask the people on the watchtower to press the remote control switch and open the steel gate.
The car outside drove in. It was still the same taxi we had encountered. The last four digits of the taxi number were "0191".
The tycoon snorted dissatisfiedly: "Feng, you are quite generous to Miss Gu -" No matter what his intentions were, he wanted to keep the guqin. With my handing it over, he could no longer intervene.
Gu Qingcheng slowly withdrew his right hand and hugged the guqin tightly again, still dubious: "Really? I never expected such an ending. Mr. Feng, maybe you should reconsider it. It doesn't matter if the check is torn, you
You can call me at any time, our agreement is still valid..."
Eight million pounds is a huge figure that is beyond the reach of low- and middle-income people in Hong Kong. She would never believe that I could just give up.
The young driver wearing a white down jacket and a white baseball cap opened the door. Gu Qingcheng stepped into the car as if he was sleepwalking, holding the guqin tightly. When he thought that Tengjia's soul was about to be embedded in the guqin, he was killed by someone who knew nothing about it.
Gu Qingcheng took her away, and I suddenly felt an uncontrollable sadness in my heart. From the time I met her to the reappearance of her soul ten minutes ago, it only happened in a few months. She has changed so much, and her identity has changed again and again, until
With great enlightenment, the soul leaves the body.
"What will happen in the future? Will I still see her?" It's unclear whether this "she" refers to Gu Qingcheng or Tengjia, but in short, this lingering sadness lingers in my mind.
From beginning to end, Guan Baoling did not say a word, but stood firmly beside the tycoon, holding his arm and standing gracefully.
Gu Qingcheng closed the car door and asked tentatively: "Mr. Feng, shall I say goodbye then?"
I waved goodbye, the taxi immediately turned around, and the engine roared out of the gate. Gu Qingcheng had completed his mission and should be able to return home with satisfaction. Next, I had to solve my own problem and make a bold move towards Xunfu Garden.
It was close to midnight, the wind was cold and the frost was heavy. When I turned to walk towards the hall, I once again saw the tooth marks under Guan Baoling's neck. Unknowingly, there was another tooth mark, which was as clear as a chisel or an ax.
No one expressed their opinion, and no one asked. I could tell that Xiao Kereng was looking at me more and more confused and distant. Or maybe in her mind, I tore up the check just to please Gu Qingcheng. It was a man who saw the beauty.
A girl's expression is natural, just like a peacock spreading its beautiful tail when courting.
Not any rich man has the courage to tear up an eight million pound check, and tycoons may not have this kind of courage. They don't understand that the guqin suddenly doubled in value because it was integrated into Tengjia's soul, so they sold it
Exchanging money is tantamount to selling Tenga, which I cannot accept at all costs.
I entered the hall, and the people outside had no intention of following me in. They just stood there and watched silently. The atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly became cold. I closed the door with my backhand, blocking all questioning eyes from outside.
The hall suddenly became quiet, and the fire in the fireplace burned to its end, with occasional sparks shooting out.
I looked up at the crystal chandelier on the roof, walked towards the fireplace step by step, and reached out to touch the bronze figure above the fireplace. Since entering Xunfu Garden, things have changed in twists and turns, just like the rapid replay of a long TV series, one wave after another.
I got up again and kept rolling until now.
There was no sound of bubbling, and all the strange things disappeared along with the battle and death at Fengqiao Temple. I remembered that I had moved the sofa in the middle of the night and made a mess in the hall because of the inexplicable sound, and I couldn't help laughing at myself:
"Isn't it all about Guan Baoling? Without her late-night visit, how could so many stories have happened?"
No matter what, when I think of her, all that fills my heart is unforgettable sweetness.
I strolled to the bathroom. Her mysterious disappearance had become a thing of the past that no one could remember. No matter how thrilling things I experienced, to others, they were just a quick turn of the page in a comic book. Once they passed, they became old.
The almanac is not worth looking at again.
The bathroom was clean. The bronze mirror on the wall and the dressing table in front of the mirror were all polished to a shiny finish. Nobuko may have touched some kind of air freshener, because the faint fragrance of jasmine could be smelled everywhere.