Zhang Han looked at Li Fan and Sister Maisi. Both women had tired looks on their faces.
Although he is ready to return home now, he doesn't want his two daughters to go through the hard work of traveling and traveling without a good rest.
Zhang Han said: "Have a rest for a night, recuperate your energy, and go back tomorrow morning."
"That's fine." Sister Maisi said.
As he was talking, there was a small knock on the door, "Dang, dang, dang..."
"Please come in." Sister Maisi said.
The door opened and Da Tian San came in pushing a wheelchair.
Sitting on the wheelchair was naturally Brother Jiu Zhi. Brother Jiu Zhi came in and said, "How is Brother Zhang's condition? Is there anything..."
While he was talking, he suddenly saw that Zhang Han on the bed had opened his eyes.
"Brother, you're awake..." Brother Jiuzhi said excitedly.
"Brother Jiuzhi, I'm awake. Nothing's wrong anymore," Zhang Han said.
"That's good, that's good..." Brother Jiuzhi said happily.
Sister Maisi then said: "We just discussed with Dr. Zhang to rest for one night and return to Xiangdao tomorrow."
"Tomorrow morning..." Brother Jiuzhi couldn't help but hesitate.
"What? You don't want to leave yet..." Li Fan said.
Sister Maisi smiled and said, "Look at it this way, I gained nothing today."
Brother Jiuzhi nodded and said: "I haven't found anything decent. Although I found some women's jewelry here, how much is it worth? In addition, those workers seem to have something hidden on them. I understand.
After learning about the situation, I didn’t hold them accountable.”
"What's going on?" Zhang Han asked curiously on the bed.
"The boss here is a guy wearing a golden mask. He was plotted by his own people. Many workers were involved at that time in order to collect some money from the villa in the mountaintop compound so that they could return to Xiangdao.
They don't have any boxes or baggage on them, so even if they are allowed to hide, how much can they hide," Brother Jiuzhi said.
"That's true...but there's no way there's no money on the island..." Zhang Han said.
"Who says it's not? I interrogated that little guy who was engaged in contraband technology. Their island should send a sum of money to the royal family of the island country every once in a while. However, it is impossible that there is nothing on the island... and even if it's money
It can be deposited in the bank. How can such a big island owner not have any antiques or something..." Brother Jiuzhi said.
"Everything on the island has been searched..." Zhang Han said.
"We've searched everything, and we only have to dig three feet into the ground." Brother Jiuzhi said.
"This..." Zhang Han thought for a moment and said, "Brother Jiuzhi, otherwise... I'll have a night's rest... and see what happens tomorrow. If it works, I'll help you look for it..."
"It doesn't matter. You'd better have a good rest." Brother Jiuzhi said.
"That's right... Your casualties are so heavy, the resettlement allowance for the brothers is not a small amount... If you can't find something to take back, it won't be a problem..." Zhang Han said.
He also knows that money is needed to fight a war.
There are so many people working desperately with Brother Nine Finger to wipe out the contraband organization. If the money is not available after they return, it will have a great impact on Brother Nine Finger's reputation and prestige in the future.
"Brother, I'm still worried about this... From my side, I'll let people look for me... We'll try to set off early tomorrow morning..." Brother Jiuzhi said.
No one will believe that there really is nothing on the island from before. The question is where it is hidden.
Brother Jiuzhi thought that he must not have searched carefully enough, so he would continue searching later.
With Zhang Han's current physical condition, Brother Jiuzhi really can't bear to work.
…
Lantau Island.
In the evening, Yang Le left home and came here with only two bodyguards, A Guang and A Ming.
When we arrived at the foot of the mountain, it was already dark. We saw a temple along the road. After asking around, we learned that the location of Chongyang Temple was halfway up the mountain on the left side.
The three of them found Chongyang Temple, but the gate of the Taoist temple was closed.
Aguang knocked on the mountain door, and footsteps soon came from inside, followed by a young man's voice, "Infinite Heavenly Lord, the Contemplative Temple has been closed. What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"
Yang Le said: "Taoist Master Xin Yazi asked me to come to him, please let me know."
"I don't know the donor's name," the young man said.
"Yang Le." Yang Le said.
"Donor, please wait a moment." After the young man finished speaking, footsteps followed and left.
Yang Le took a few steps back and looked at Chongyang Temple. The Taoist temple was not very big, but it was not too small either.
After waiting for about five or six minutes, the sound of footsteps came again, and then with a "crunch", the door of the Taoist temple opened.
There was a young Taoist priest standing inside. The young Taoist priest made an invitation gesture and said, "Female donor, my uncle has invited me."
"Thank you." Yang Le nodded and stepped in.
Two bodyguards also came in.
The little Taoist priest first closed the door, and this time led Yang Le towards the inside.
Pass through the forward and middle steps, and the backward step will stop for tourists.
When he came here, the little Taoist priest stopped and turned around and said: "Female donor, the master only allows you to go in alone. These two... can only stay..."
Yang Le thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay. You two stay here and wait for me."
"Yes, Miss." "Yes, Miss."
The little Taoist priest then led Yang Le into the backyard, then turned right and came to a small courtyard at the end.
There is no door across the courtyard. After entering, there is only one room.
The little Taoist knocked on the door and called, and the old voice inside said: "Please come in, the female donor."
The little Taoist opened the door, invited Yang Le in, then closed the door and left.
Yang Le went in and took a look. Inside was a quiet and tidy main room. A portrait of Sanqing hung in the middle, and there were four chairs on the left and right sides. The old Taoist was sitting on the left hand side.
"Taoist Priest, I have offended you by disturbing you late at night. I hope you will forgive me." Yang Le said politely.
"Donor Yang, please sit down." Xin Yazi made a gesture of invitation.
Yang Le sat down opposite the old Taoist and said: "The last time the Taoist left, he left me a poem. The meaning of this poem... is still unknown... I came here to ask for advice from the Taoist.
of……"
"I can't explain the meaning of this poem," Xin Yazi said.
"Ah?" Yang Le was surprised and said, "Why can't the Taoist priest explain it?"
"Because I'm just a messenger." Xin Yazi said.
"Send the letter..." Yang Le was even more stunned.
At this time, I heard a "squeak" and the door to the back room opened.
Yang Le turned around and saw a man wearing a white Tang suit and a white mask walking out.
As soon as he saw the white-faced masked man, Yang Le stood up suddenly and shouted: "Why is it you!"
"Ms. Yang, there is really no way. Your mobile phone may have been monitored by the police. After much thought, I can only use this method to meet you." The white-faced masked man said calmly.
"You have already handed over Niu Shan, what else can you talk to me about?" Yang Le said angrily.
