Text_Chapter 61: One of the Seven Great Gamblers in Southeast Asia
Chapter 61: One of the seven gambling kings in Southeast Asia
"What are you doing?"
Seeing Ye Han slapping his hand away, Young Master Tang was a little unhappy.
"I didn't do anything, my shoulder hurts." Ye Han's mouth twitched.
"Okay, brother Ye Han, it's getting late now. Let's go. I'll take you to visit the Temple of the Reclining Buddha and worship the real Buddha here." Kunsang said with a smile. Ye Han nodded,
Said: "Then I'll trouble Brother Kunsang."
Afterwards, everyone left the villa. Kunsang had already driven over in an extended version of the Hummer. The space was large enough to seat everyone. The interior of the car was not only luxurious, but also had champagne and fine wine. It was initially estimated that this car would cost at least tens of millions.
Driving a luxury car worth tens of millions made Ye Han a little curious about Kun Sang's identity. It must be not easy for someone to drive such a luxury car in Tengchong, but Ye Han did not ask Kun Sang about these things.
, but Young Master Tang looked at Kunsang driving this luxurious extended version of the Hummer and said with some envy: "Damn it, when I get rich, I will get one of these and drive around. It has such a big space.
It’s convenient to do anything.”
When Ye Han heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes. This guy probably thought that the car had enough space to play with the car vibrations.
The Temple of the Reclining Buddha is located on a mountain peak in the suburbs of Tengchong. The peak is hundreds of meters high. It feels like standing in the clouds. The scenery is beautiful. To go from the city of Tengchong to the Temple of the Reclining Buddha, you have to pass through a section of dirt mountain road, with dense forests on both sides.
Ordinary cars can't drive in at all.
After more than an hour's journey, Ye Han and the others arrived at the foot of the Temple of the Reclining Buddha. Kun Sang was right. The Temple of the Reclining Buddha is very famous in the local area. Both tourists and locals who come here will come here to worship. Therefore,
This temple that looks like it's sitting in the mountains is constantly crowded with people.
"Holy shit, why is this Laoshizi temple built on the top of a mountain?" After getting off the car, Mr. Tang looked at the road that went up from the bottom of the mountain. He suddenly felt tired. His body of more than two hundred kilograms had been lifted from the mountain.
Climb up here without exhausting him to death.
"Okay, more exercise will help you lose a few more pounds." Ye Han laughed and cursed and kicked the guy. Under Kun Sang's shout, the group began to walk towards the mountain peak.
The road to Wat Pho is a rugged path. At this time, there were many people climbing the mountain like Ye Han and others.
Twenty minutes later, Ye Han and the others had arrived halfway up the mountain. From here, they could have a panoramic view of most of the surrounding scenery of the Temple of the Reclining Buddha. However, after walking all the way here, Young Master Tang was so tired that he became a waterman.
, most of my clothes were wet.
When Kunsang saw this, he burst into laughter and said, "Brother Tang, it's just a mountain climb. Your physique is too weak."
Ye Han also laughed and said, "It looks like the surrounding area is steep and there is no place to drain the water. It's probably because this guy couldn't hold it in and just peed in his crotch."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yun'er blushed and broke into tears, and the rest of the people laughed. Young Master Tang glared at Ye Han and Kun Sang hatefully, "Damn it, I'll pee on you later."
One face."
When Ye Han heard this, he felt a little sick. This guy really dared to speak.
However, after such a fuss, the fatigue on everyone's faces was wiped away. Ye Han stood on the mountainside and looked at the surrounding scenery. Suddenly, he discovered that there were several "green dragons" flying around the Temple of the Reclining Buddha.
Ye Han was immediately startled by this scene, and then he looked carefully and saw that all these vaguely appearing "green dragons" were crawling in the mountain stream, looking like crouching dragons.
"Could it be dragon veins?" Ye Han was very surprised. The yin-yang eye technique allowed his left eye to see some unusual things, such as the ghost he saw when he treated Mr. Lin last time, and now he actually saw dragon veins.
Dragon Vein in Feng Shui means a geomantic treasure place. There is a Dragon Vein in Wat Pho, but this place is not simple either.
At this moment, Ye Han discovered that there was a figure in the distance on the mountainside carrying a bucket of water and walking towards the mountain peak as fast as flying. This figure was walking on the edge of the cliff, wearing a gray monk's robe, and he was too far away.
From a distance, most people can't see what this person looks like.
But Ye Han was different. He could see the man's old face clearly at a glance. He initially judged that the old man was at least more than seventy years old. A man in his seventies could still carry a bucket of water on the steep edge of the cliff.
Walking swiftly on the mountain road, Ye Han finally believed Kunsang's words about the masters in the Temple of the Reclining Buddha.
This old man was obviously a cultivator, and more powerful than him. Perhaps he sensed that someone was watching. At this time, the old monk carrying a bucket of water stopped and glanced towards Ye Han, and then
A smile appeared on the old face, and he was smiling at Ye Han.
Seeing this, Ye Han was shocked; "What a strong sense of induction!"
The distance between the two is three to four hundred meters. Even though they are so far apart, the old man can still sense him!
"What's going on?" Seeing Ye Han in a daze, Zhou Yun'er walked to Ye Han's side and asked strangely.
Hearing this, Ye Han shook his head and did not explain anything. Even if Zhou Yun'er told these things, she might not believe it.
Afterwards, the group of people continued to climb towards the Temple of the Reclining Buddha. Amid the complaining voices of Young Master Tang, an hour later, Ye Han and the others arrived at the top of the mountain. Looking around, they saw that on the top of the mountain was a large temple with staggered courtyards.
, the bells of Buddhism resounded throughout the top of the mountain. In addition to the pilgrims who came here to worship, there were also some monks walking around.
"Damn, there are a lot of people in this shabby temple, but it's too shabby. Brother Kunsang, why don't the Tengchong government spend some money to renovate this place?" Young Master Tang looked at Kunsang and complained.
Han smiled and said, "You know nothing, the essence is what is left over from history and culture."
After saying this, Ye Han suddenly felt a coldness emanating from Kun Sang's body. He turned his head and saw that Kun Sang was looking at the group of people walking towards their position with a cold face.
"Hey, isn't this Master Kunsang? At this juncture, it's rare that you are still in the mood to go out and have fun." Walking towards Ye Han and the others were an old man and a young man, and behind them were a few more people.
A very powerful follower. At this moment, it was the young man who spoke. He looked at Kun Sang and laughed sarcastically.
Kunsang sneered and said, "Brother Ruan Hong is in such a mood. How could I not be in the same mood?"
"Haha, Master Kunsang, how can you and I compare? During this period, your Kun family should be like ants on a hot pot, anxious, right? But Master Kunsang is indeed the one with the best mentality in our circle.
One person is still wandering around now, Ruan Hong admires him." Ruan Hong looked at Kun Sang and smiled lightly, but Kun Sang ignored him at all.
"This must be Mr. Rong Fanshengrong, one of the seven gambling kings in Southeast Asia, right?" Kunsang's eyes fell on the old man next to Ruan Hong. Although this old man looked like an ordinary old man in appearance,
, but his eyes were very sharp, like sharp swords, and ordinary people would not dare to look directly at him.
Hearing Kun Sang's words, the old man nodded lightly and said, "You are the little kid of the Kun family. Take this message back with you. If the Kun family cannot find a master in this bet, it is doomed to fail."
Hearing this, Kun Sang's expression froze and he said, "Thank you, Mr. Rong, for reminding me. I will bring it to you. However, you are not the only gambling king in this world, Mr. Rong. If you want to win this bet, Mr. Rong will probably have to do it too."
Just try your best."
"Hmph, then you have to ask the Kun family to please them." Rong Fansheng snorted coldly, waved his sleeves and left.
Seeing this, Ruan Hong grinned and said to Kun Sang: "Master Kun Sang, let's meet again at the gambling game. I hope that day Master Kun Sang can be as relaxed and comfortable as he is today."
After that, Ruan Hong left with a group of people. Ye Han turned his head and glanced at the old man who left. This man's eyes were like an eagle, his hands were covered with calluses, and he had an unruly personality. He should be a master who wandered around casinos all year round.