That night, the old monk passed away while sitting in meditation, with a kind and peaceful smile on his face. The entire Linglong Temple rang with bursts of bells and Buddhist verses. The old monk was already more than 120 years old this year.
, according to the old monk, he should have passed away long ago when he was a hundred years old, but because of this mortal relationship with Ye Qian, he has been able to survive until today.
Ye Qian didn't know the identity of the old monk. They only met briefly and said a few words. However, the old monk shocked Ye Qian deeply, and he seemed to feel like his own relative.
Generally speaking, it was this meeting that would benefit Ye Qian a lot in the future. This is a story for later, so I won’t mention it for now.
After leaving Linglong Temple, Ye Qian went to Erlong Mountain and sat down at the top of the mountain. What happened in Linglong Temple just now was indeed beyond his understanding, and the shock in his heart could not stop for a long time. An old monk
From the time he was born, he knew that he would come to Linglong Temple, and it has been waiting for him here. This mysterious feeling cannot be explained clearly in words.
Maybe, there are really many things in this world that you don't know; maybe, there are already mysterious and mysterious things in this world.
For Ye Qian, although this trip to the Northeast involves more and more troubles, it is also a fruitful one. At least he knows the attitude of China's top management towards him, so that he will not be stupid and go there in the middle of winter.
Be their chess piece and let them manipulate you. If you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be in danger, so that you can clearly know what role you should play in the future, how to deal with them, and how to correct your attitude.
However, that old man Huangfu Qingtian is not a simple character. The conversation he had with him yesterday probably meant that he had already foreseen something. Therefore, the most important thing for Ye Qian next is to pretend, to pretend to be confused, to pretend to be confused.
You don't know anything, and then you work hard to quietly develop your own power. Even if you die one day in the future, you still have to leave your name for future generations, right?
Sitting on the top of Erlong Mountain, Ye Qian looked into the distance, the breeze blowing his hair. Ye Qian had never felt so calm and indifferent at any time. This should be the power of Buddha, right?
Taking a deep breath, Ye Qian stood up and was about to go down the mountain to leave, but suddenly he saw Huangfu Qingtian walking towards him. Behind him were the two old acquaintances from the National Security Bureau, Nangong Zijun and Ximen Xiaowan.
At that time, Nangong Zijun smiled slightly and nodded to himself as a greeting. But Ximen Xiaowan still seemed to be his enemy, glared at him angrily and turned away.
Maybe this girl Ximen Xiaowan finds it strange. Anyway, every time something troublesome happens, it has something to do with Ye Qian. Since Ye Qian returned to China last year, until now, every time Ximen Xiaowan sees Ye Qian, he will not
What a good thing, it seems like I have become a professional bodyguard who specially wipes his butt.
Huangfu Qingtian also clearly felt that Ye Qian was a little different from before. There seemed to be a kind of charitable atmosphere in the violent murderous aura. Huangfu Qingtian was a little stunned and couldn't figure out what was wrong with Ye Qian.
What happened, how could Ye Qian suddenly become like this? After being slightly stunned, Huangfu Qingtian smiled, walked up and said: "Good boy, you are really leisurely and elegant.
, came here to climb the mountain, making it difficult for me to find him."
"Why do I feel as if I can never escape? It seems that no matter where I go, you can find me. Do you think I owed you something in my previous life?" Ye Qian smiled helplessly,
said.
"No, I owed you something in my previous life, so I have to pay you back in this life." Huangfu Qingtian still said with a smile. After a pause, Huangfu Qingtian continued: "How about it? How do you feel sitting here alone?
?”
"Old man, you said that a person's life is only a few decades. If you work so hard to climb up, you will end up with just a cup of loess. What is the purpose of this?" Ye Qian said with some emotion.
Huangfu Qingtian couldn't help but was stunned and said in astonishment: "Boy, why have you suddenly become so sentimental? This is not like your temper."
Ye Qian smiled slightly and said: "You are so emotionless, why can't I feel some feelings from time to time? Okay, let's get down to business, why are you coming to me in such a hurry? You don't just want to ask me how I feel here.
Bar?"
Huangfu Qingtian turned his head and glanced at Nangong Zijun and Ximen Xiaowan. The two nodded and stepped away. Then Huangfu Qingtian chuckled, pulled Ye Qian and sat down on the stone. There was nothing like the director of national security.
His airs and demeanor are exactly the same as those old men in the countryside who sit on the ground when they are tired. "I heard that you collaborated with Sergeyevich Pushkin?" Huangfu Qingtian asked.
"Who did you listen to?" Ye Qian asked casually, his expression was very indifferent, and he did not mean that he was eager to know the answer. In fact, even if Huangfu Qingtian didn't say it, Ye Qian could guess it, except for the Black Widow
Ji Wen, who else knows what happened at that time? Huangfu Qingtian must have already met the black widow Ji Wen before meeting him.
Huangfu Qingtian smiled coquettishly and said, "Don't worry about who said it, just tell me if there is such a thing?"
"So what if it is? So what if it's not?" Ye Qian did not look at Huangfu Qingtian, he picked a piece of grass at random, held it in his mouth, and looked into the distance.
"You kid, can't you talk to me properly? I'm also your elder after all, so you have to give me some face, okay?" Huangfu Qingtian smiled helplessly and said.
"Yes, that Sergeyevich Pushkin is very good at life. He sent my Blood Wave back. Of course I will not refuse to cooperate with him. Besides, he is just a businessman, and it is very easy to cooperate with him.
It's a normal thing. Old man, don't tell me that such cooperation also violates the laws of the country." Ye Qian said with a nonchalant look. Since he already knew Sergeyevich Pushkin's conspiracy plan
, naturally he knew Huangfu Qingtian’s thoughts very clearly, but he insisted on saying this just to see what the old man Huangfu Qingtian wanted to say.
Huangfu Qingtian smiled coquettishly and said: "Ye Qian, you are one of our own, so I won't hide it from you. That Sergeyevich Pushkin is not just a businessman, he is the largest e-country
The subordinates of the oil tycoon Alexander Solovyov are closely related to the mafia and the government of country E. His purpose of coming to China this time is to steal China's oil resources. Our National Security Bureau has been keeping a close eye on China for a long time.
I'm in love with him, and I'm preparing to deal with him recently. If you cooperate with him, you will definitely be involved."
After a pause, Huangfu Qingtian continued: "I am also doing it for your own good. It will not do you any good to cooperate with him."
"Well, doesn't this mean that I have to break my trust with others?" Ye Qian said, "This is a bit difficult to handle."
"It must be done if it is difficult. If you cooperate with him, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction from above. Even if I speak for you, the impact will not be good." Huangfu Qingtian said, "You have to make your own decision.
A matter can be said to be big or small."
"In other words, if I cooperate with Sergeyevich Pushkin, the people above will use this matter to deal with me? Right?" Ye Qian said.
"I'm not sure that's the case, but it's not good for your future." Huangfu Qingtian said.
"Future? What future? Have they ever thought about giving me an official position?" Ye Qian glanced at his mouth and said.
"Didn't I give it to you? The rank of young marshal, which has been rare since the founding of China." Huangfu Qingtian said.
"Damn it, Marshal Mao, who knows, it's useless." Ye Qian pouted and said, "That's why you came to me? It looks like you are preparing to attack Sergeyevich Pushkin
You’re taking action, aren’t you?”
"Yes!" Nodding, Huangfu Qingtian said: "Yesterday I went to see the black widow Ji Wen. I believe she has reached an agreement with Sergeyevich Pushkin today. If not unexpected, Sergey
Evich-Pushkin's plan will be implemented soon, and then our National Security Bureau will come and steal the stolen goods. Originally, this matter can be left to the people below to handle it, but I am just afraid that you will do whatever you want.
So I came here specially to tell you."
"Do you want my help?" Ye Qian turned to look at Huangfu Qingtian and asked.
Huangfu Qingtian smiled and said: "It would be the best thing if you help me. Sergeyevich Pushkin has invited Arctic Fox mercenaries. We don't have enough manpower now. We have
If you help, it will get twice the result with half the effort.”
Ye Qian glanced at his mouth and said: "I'm kidding you, I'm just one person, the Arctic Foxes are all fierce, if I accidentally risk my life, it's not worth it.
"
"Fuck, why are you pretending to me?" Huangfu Qingtian couldn't help but swore and said, "Don't think I don't know about the Siberian tiger Luan Bingli. There are also Arctic fox people there, but there are still
You didn’t solve it easily. How dare you fight an uncertain battle?"
Ye Qian couldn't help but froze for a moment, turned to look at Huangfu Qingtian, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Did the National Security Bureau not know that the Seven Kills were in China, in the northeast? Looking at Huangfu Qingtian's expression, it seemed that it was really
That's it. Ye Qian couldn't help but secretly admire him. It seems that Lin Feng's confidentiality work is not very good. The world's most mysterious killer organization, Seven Kills, is really extraordinary. Even China's National Security Bureau has seven consecutive kills.