When Zhou Yang woke up, he heard the patter of rain outside. He got up and did a set of boxing in the room to stretch his muscles, and then went to the master's room.
Seeing that Mr. Qiao's complexion was paler than yesterday, Zhou Yang became more and more anxious. After breakfast, Zhou Yang returned to the room and called Bardolph.
The Land Rover was driving rapidly on the spacious road in the desert. According to the address given by Bardolf, Zhou Yang quickly found it on the navigation system.
There is a fork in the road halfway to the casino. After turning in, there are fewer and fewer houses around. I see a notice on the road ahead, which reads: We have entered a private road.
"Damn it, it turns out this old guy is so rich!" Zhou Yang cursed with a smile, increased the accelerator and drove directly into the private road.
In country M or other countries, some super-rich people like to live in secluded places, so they will spend considerable amounts of money to build their own private road. Without their permission, even the president cannot
Pass.
After the car drove for half an hour, Zhou Yang's eyes ### saw a pointed white roof, and then he saw a huge fan-shaped iron door. Two men in black were wearing headsets and holding glasses in their hands.
Gun, guard at the gate.
As the car drove through the large iron gate, Zhou Yang's eyes lit up. He looked at the huge villa, which was at least over two thousand square meters, and slowly parked the car on the green lawn.
In front of the villa is a tall rockery, with two helicopters and a Rolls-Royce Phantom parked in front. The low trees give the area a hint of life.
Two servants in white uniforms came forward and brought Zhou Yang into the villa. Bardolph walked to the door wearing a blue robe. When he saw Zhou Yang, Bardolph showed an affectionate smile, which was longer than a gibbon.
gave Zhou Yang a hug with his arms.
"Oh, dear Mr. Zhou Yang, you are finally here! Let's go in and sit down!" Bardolph asked the servant to go down and took Zhou Yang into the living room himself.
The blanket under your feet is soft, as if you are stepping on cotton. The ceiling of the hall is very high, and a huge chandelier hangs in the middle. The soft light makes people feel very comfortable even in the daytime.
There were many pictures hanging on the white walls, but Zhou Yang didn't recognize them. He just looked at them, not appreciated them.
The servant brought Zhou Yang a cup of steaming green tea. Zhou Yang smelled it and sighed: "Mr. Bardolph, I didn't expect you have a good Yuqian Longjing here. It's really amazing!"
"Haha, I also like Chinese culture very much. It is profound and full of mystery! Mr. Zhou Yang, thank you so much for what happened yesterday!" Bardolph sat on the sofa with his back, holding a tea cup in one hand, looking like
Very happy.
Zhou Yang waved his hand and said: "This is all a trivial matter. By the way, Mr. Bardolph, if you are so rich, why do you still go to that small casino to play?"
The casino that Zhou Yang entered last night is indeed not very big. It can only be regarded as a medium place in the gambling city. Seeing this villa and what the master said last night, Zhou Yang is sure that this person is definitely worth more than
People who gamble in that box.
Hearing Zhou Yang's question, Bardolf smiled softly, held the tea cup in his big black hand and took a sip. He turned to look at Zhou Yang: "Isn't it okay to go and have a look at your own property?"
His own property? Zhou Yang was shocked. It turned out that the casino belonged to this old guy. No wonder he was so arrogant!
Seeing Zhou Yang's somewhat surprised look, Bardolph continued: "My property accounts for 70% in Las Vegas, and yesterday I was just a very small one among them!"
puff!
Zhou Yang took a sip of tea and sprayed it directly on the leather sofa in Bardolph's living room. He looked at Bardolph in surprise: "It accounts for 70% of the gambling industry in Las Vegas? Oh my god..." Zhou Yang
Yang's mind was a little confused. If it were converted into RMB, how much would it cost? If it were spread on a plane, it would probably cover a county.
"Haha, isn't there an old saying in your Chinese country? Money is something external to the body. If you don't take it with you in life, you won't take it with you in death!" Bardolf did not blame Zhou Yang, but smiled and said something that surprised Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang was shocked, then calmed down and said with a smile: "Yes, there is such an old saying in our country!"
"Mr. Zhou Yang, are you traveling here? If so, I can ask someone to take you to have fun here!" Bardolf said as he stood up, picked up a small megaphone, and said to the inside: "Give it to me right away.
I’m preparing lunch. The guests are from China, so we must prepare it well!”
After saying that, seeing Zhou Yang's expression look a little sad, Bardolph asked curiously: "Is there any difficulty? Tell me, maybe I can help you!"
"My master was seriously injured. Now he can only be cured by finding a very rare medicinal material. But this medicinal material seems to be extinct and cannot be found at all."
Bardolph nodded, thought for a while and asked: "Mr. Zhou Yang, if you don't mind, can you tell me what medicinal materials you are looking for? Maybe my friends can help find it!"
Hearing these words, Zhou Yang immediately felt a glimmer of hope. Bardolph was so rich, his friend must not be an ordinary person, and maybe he could really find him.
"That medicinal material is called snow lotus, but it takes a thousand years to grow, and it must grow in extremely cold places."
Bardolph frowned, and then said to Zhou Yang: "Wait a moment, I'll go to the study to make a phone call!"
A few minutes later, Bardolf came down the stairs. He frowned and looked at Zhou Yang: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou Yang. My friend has never heard of this rare medicinal material, but I know there is a place where it is available."
The Queen of Heaven will hold an auction, and if Mr. Zhou Yang is willing to try his luck, I can arrange it!"
Without thinking, Zhou Yang immediately stood up and said: "I am willing, as long as there is a little hope. Mr. Bardolph, don't call me Mr. Zhou Yang. Just call me Zhou Yang. You are the elder! But
Mr. Ba, can I ask where the auction will be held?"
"Haha, the country of etiquette is well-deserved. The auction is in a small town in country y. We will leave tomorrow night!" Bardolph said politely.
As a rich man with countless net worth, Zhou Yang has extremely high requirements in terms of food, but when having lunch, Zhou Yang was stunned by the dishes that were served.
Steamed crucian carp, braised lion head, Buddha jumping over the wall, steamed bear paws, big tonic soup, and many more that Zhou Yang couldn't even name, but looking at the dishes, they are all special dishes of China.
"Ba...Mr. Ba, can I see what your chef looks like?"
Seeing Zhou Yang's surprised expression, Bardolf nodded with satisfaction and said a few words to the servants beside him. Soon, two chefs walked in. One was around sixty years old, and the other was in his twenties.
He has black hair and yellow skin, a typical yellow person.
After the two came in, they said in fluent Chinese: "Good afternoon, Mr. Ba, good afternoon, Mr. Zhou!"
"You...are you Chinese?" Zhou Yang looked at the pair of compatriot chefs who spoke fluent Chinese in surprise.
"Haha, I used to cook in the State Guesthouse!" the old man said with a smile.
Zhou Yang naturally knows what the State Guesthouse does. It is a top-notch place for entertaining foreign heads of state. The chef there must have incredible cooking skills to enter.
"Then...aren't these dishes all..."
"National dish!" The old man gently took over Zhou Yang's words.
Afterwards, Zhou Yang learned that Bardolf did not give the old man much money, but only gave the old man's family a quiet and comfortable place to live. This also made Zhou Yang admire Bardolf's way of treating others.
After returning home, Zhou Yang told Mr. Qiao that he was going to Country Y in two days to have some fun, and did not say that he was going to the auction.
Mr. Qiao nodded and said with a smile: "What did we talk about at Bardolf's house today?"
Zhou Yang said calmly: "It's nothing. I just gained a lot of knowledge. The chefs who cook for our heads of state can also cook for foreigners. Rich people also worry about birth, old age, illness and death!"
"It seems that you have gained a lot of insights, Zhou Yang, you can spend the night in my room tonight. It's time to open up your Ren and Du meridians!"
"What? Master, you are like this now..." Zhou Yang asked in surprise.
Mr. Qiao waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I've invited experts to help. You go back and adjust your breathing first, and come back in the evening!"
At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhou Yang took a few deep breaths in the room and then went to the master's room. As soon as he entered the door, he saw two other old people standing inside. One of them was the short old man wearing a woolen coat, and the other was wearing a suit.
, tall and thin, but with a cold face.
"Zhou Yang, these two are senior Langjiu and senior Kukong, please remember them in the future!" Mr. Qiao waved and called Zhou Yang to the bedside.
"I've met these two seniors!" Zhou Yang nodded slightly and shouted to the two of them.
Langjiu laughed loudly and asked, "Boy, does it feel good to win money?"
Zhou Yang scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Okay, stop making trouble, Zhou Yang, adjust your breath first, and then try to attack the Ren and Du meridians by yourself. Don't stop no matter how painful it is. Don't worry, the two seniors will watch you!" Mr. Qiao
He interrupted Lang Jiu and asked Zhou Yang to sit on a futon in the open space.
Zhou Yang nodded, sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, reciting the mantra silently in his heart. Soon, a hot aura rose from his Dantian. Zhou Yang was not in a hurry to activate this aura, but waited for them to slow down.
Let’s gather together slowly. Anyway, with Master and two masters here, I can give it a try tonight!
Just as Zhou Yang slowly gathered the momentum in his body, Langjiu and Kukong sat cross-legged around Zhou Yang one after another. They stared at Zhou Yang's face with serious expressions, ready at any time.
Take action. Mr. Qiao frowned and looked at Zhou Yang.
Mr. Qiao is about to die now, and Zhou Yang is his only descendant of the Qingyang Sect. He is naturally very worried about such an important matter as opening up the Ren and Du lineage.
Feeling that the momentum was almost gathered, Zhou Yang began to slowly drive the momentum to circulate around the body. Based on the experience last time, Zhou Yang waited for the momentum to circulate in the limbs and bones of the body for three weeks, and then
Gather again at Dantian.
Divided into two groups, one went up and one went up, and the other started to rush forward with Rendu and Duerdu.
After successfully breaking through the two major acupuncture points, he was still blocked at the last pass like last time. Zhou Yang frowned. A sharp pain suddenly emitted from each joint acupuncture point in his body at the same time, and his body began to tremble slightly.
Both auras in the body were blocked and could not move up, and the pain in various parts of Zhou Yang's body became more and more severe. A layer of sweat had appeared on his forehead, he clenched his teeth, and his body trembled more and more violently.
Just when Langjiu was about to take action, Mr. Qiao suddenly sat up and shouted: "Zhou Yang, hold on, attack again!"
After hearing the master's words, Zhou Yang once again mobilized the two auras in his body and quickly attacked the last two acupuncture points. He was even mentally prepared to die.
At this moment, Mr. Qiao shouted loudly: "Now!"
Langjiu and Gukong shouted low, and they suddenly stretched out their hands, and two powerful auras, one forward and one backward, suddenly rushed into Zhou Yang's body.
Zhou Yang seemed to feel something, but the pain in his body made him unable to care so much. At the moment when his life was hanging by a thread, Zhou Yang once again activated the two momentums in his body.
Crack! Only a slight explosion was heard inside his body. Zhou Yang suddenly raised his head and roared to the sky before slowly falling to the ground.
Langjiu and the others retracted their palms, Gukong touched Zhou Yang's pulse, turned to Mr. Qiao and nodded with a smile: "It's been through, I didn't expect this kid to have such perseverance!"