Xiangque's body flashed out of thin air from the alley not far from the ground. He walked over slowly, squatted down and pulled down one of them, and asked, "Is there any Chinese who can speak Chinese.
Yes, if there is one, let me squeeze.”
"Squeak!" On the ground, a man opened his mouth and shouted. There were quite a few people in Thailand who knew Korean.
Xiang Que looked at him speechlessly and said, "You are so obedient."
"You, didn't you let me squeak?" the man asked in confusion.
Xiang Que scratched his head and said, "Forget it, Chinese culture is profound, especially the charm of this language. How can you barbarians who have become foreigners understand? Oh, I ask you, are they police?"
"No" the other party shook his head.
"Not a policeman, why are you here to come to me?"
"Our boss gave the order to find someone." The man took out a piece of paper from his body, with a picture of six or seventy-seventy-seventy-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-two-something on it: "It's the person on this, we look at you and you
Like it”
Xiang Que lowered his head and glanced at him. The old monk in the temple didn't expect that he had some vision, so he could draw his appearance in a while.
"Do you know who did your boss asks you to arrest me?" Xiang Que asked.
"I know, it's a great monk from Zhalun. When we became monks, we left at the Chedilong Temple. He told us the boss."
"Just know," Ying Genyan thought about it, and asked, "How is this Zhalun monk's reputation? Is there any prestige among the people of Chiang Mai? Yes, is it famous?"
"Master Chalun is a great monk who has been in the temple for more than 40 years. In particular, the Gumantong and the amulets he made are very effective. I heard that many people in the government are his disciples, even the royal family
It has a good relationship with him."
"Does he raise a little devil?" Xiang Que asked.
The man suddenly said angrily: "Don't slander Master Zhalun, how could he raise a little ghost? The White Dragon King issued an order ten years ago that Thai monks are not allowed to raise a little ghost. Master Zhalun is a Taoist monk, and he will not even know how to do so.
Go and raise it”
Xiang Que touched his chin and smoked, thought for a while, got up and left the alley, lowered his head and stopped a taxi, and then said to the driver to the keidilong Temple.
What kind of demands for people like Zhalun must be fame and reputation, which is definitely his lifeblood, so Xiang Que plans to ask him to talk about this.
An hour later, I revisited the old place where I got out of the taxi.
During the day, although there were stolen incidents in the temple, it actually had no impact on the temple. There were still many pilgrims, and there were still many tourists.
Xiang Que looked at the time. It was past four o'clock in the afternoon. After a while, the monks from Kidilong Temple should come out to beg for alms again.
At the same time, the time difference was one hour, at 5:30 in Shanghai.
A Rolls-Royce slowly drove into the Bund parking lot No. 18. Situ Shengyun attended the evening dinner without any dress. She simply wore casual clothes and took her fourth uncle and secretary, followed by the bodyguards who were protecting her.
.
"Bang" Situ Shengyun got out of the car and walked to the restaurant door. He did not go in, but stood outside with his hands behind his back.
"Master Yun, are you waiting here?" The secretary didn't remember how long it took Situ Shengyun to wait outside when he was hosting someone for dinner. This treatment has not been seen for many years.
Situ Shengyun nodded and said lightly: "At a while, two bottles of Maotai are available, domestic businessmen don't like to drink red wine."
A few minutes later, a Maybach and a BMW entered the parking lot. Zhao Fangsheng and Tang Xinhe, who came from Nanjing, got off the car and headed straight for Situ Shengyun.
"Master Yun, I really can't afford to go out to greet me in person. I'm guilty, I'm guilty."
Situ Shengyun smiled and said, "It's not polite to be a family. You guys go in first and I'll wait for a few more people."
Zhao Fangsheng and Tang Xinhe actually didn't know what Situ Shengyun had to ask them to come to this dinner, but if they could call them in person, it was worth the two of them to come here in person.
Not long after, luxury cars drove in the parking lot one after another, and people who came down greeted Situ Shengyun in a familiar way. In fact, some of these people had only met Situ Shengyun once, twice, and even some had
I have never seen him before. In addition to hearing the name Situ Shengyun, the companies of both parties may have cooperated in a certain field, which is the one that has been in contact with for a long time.
At 5:50, the last guest Situ Shengyun invited arrived.
This time, Situ Shengyun did not wait on the steps with his hands behind his back, but took the initiative to walk down.
Situ Shengyun welcomed him, not because of the size of the other party's business, but because of another layer of relationship.
"Bang" Chen Sanjin got out of the car and met again. His relationship with Situ Shengyun was much more familiar than before in the Central Building.
Situ Shengyun invited a total of twelve people. The twelve people gathered together and stamped their feet, and the domestic shopping malls would have to shake three times, but Situ Shengyun was not asking them to make the domestic shopping malls quake.
Instead, it is aimed at Thailand, which is separated from China by a river.
At the same time, at 5 pm in Thailand.
Xiang Que stayed outside the Chedilong Temple for nearly an hour. At this time, monks have begun to go out to beg for alms and accept the alms of the people. Thai monks basically don’t cook very much, and they rely on the people and pilgrims to give it.
Xiang Que narrowed his eyes and stared at the door, very patient.
But after waiting any longer, Xiangque did not wait until the person he wanted to meet, and Chalun did not come out to beg for alms at night.
At this time, an extremely ordinary Honda Fit was docked in front of the temple. Two people walked out of the car. Xiang Que looked at the two of them with a slight look on them.
"What a heavy evil spirit..." These two people and Xiang Que were more than 20 meters away. At this distance, Xiang Que clearly felt the evil spirit emitted from each other.
This is a sign of killing people, and it has also killed many people. Just like the evil spirit on Wang Kunlun can be described as monstrous.
The two men's backs disappeared into the front yard of the temple.
Inside the Chidilong Temple.
The two people who Xiang Que had been paying attention to walked slowly towards the backyard room, and the two of them walked steadily without expression.
"Squeak" The door of Zhalun's room was pushed open. Master Zhalun, who had been quite melancholy, turned his head and asked, "I won't take on business today, please go back."
"You have to take on this business, Master Chalun," said one of them in a low voice.
"What does it mean?" Chalun asked in surprise.
"Someone asked me to tell you that your business with him ended today." The man then took out a pistol from his waist and pushed it on Chalun's head.
"He wants to kill me? Impossible, impossible" Chalun said in disbelief: "Wait, I'll call him, you must have made a mistake."
A "bang" sounded in the Chiang Mai Temple.
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