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Section one hundred and twenty Xiong Laolao sugar fried chestnut
Late and late.
Although I hate not sleeping when I should sleep and not eating when I should eat, it’s a pity that it was late when we arrived in Gifu, and the street lights and wine looked really strong, but we were destined.
The car turned around and came to a small street to see what the back door of the factory was. "What is this place?" Sang Yu is obviously a little sensitive after this incident. "Can you ensure safety?"
Wang Shang nodded his head in affirmation. "This is the factory that my master bought a few years ago. There is a training base in one place-this is the base when my master chased Qiong Qi a few years ago." He clicked a few times at the door.
A monitor in the facade shelter gave off a little green light, and soon the iron gate creaked out and several men in black-"Miss, good young master, good Wang Ge!"
Sang Yu slightly bowed his head and "lead the way."
Entering the door, passing through several boxes of factories to the back, passing through a tunnel to a small building at the back, it can be seen that this area should be surrounded by surrounding factories, and the whole area has been made into a small base.
In addition to the training ground and conference room, there are seven rooms, all kinds of facilities and equipment are from Europe and America, and the high-end goods are owned by exorcists. In addition, there are many things in the practice.
A pile of information was sent over like water, recording everything that Ling Tong went to in detail-just the frequency of defecation.
"It seems that the Wangs really have a few brushes professionally.
Let’s not talk about the previous things, starting from the time when Lingtong arrived in Gifu.
Doji, a clever boy, came to Ri with an elder and nine tantric followers, each with two brushes; And when Ri went to Gifu, there were seventeen Ri monks to protect them, and several of them were also prominent experts.
If it weren’t for so many masters, it is estimated that the most sincere faction wouldn’t have a fever for a while and invited this group of people to stay in the hot spring hotel.
Everything in the hot spring hotel is normal, including dinner and hot spring bathing, until bedtime.
At that time, the tantric Sect was arranged to have four rooms for the elder to stay alone, then Lingtong and the Lama who specially took him lived next to the middle and two ends and two tail rooms, and four lamas sandwiched the elder and Lingtong in the room. Although they were the most protected, they still took turns to be on duty in groups of two at midnight, with the front room in the first half of the night and the tail room in the second half of the night.
The only room except the door is a small transom one foot square, which is supposed to be a way for an adult man to get in and out.
Two lamas meditate in the corridor outside these four houses. It is reasonable to say that they can find any movement, but the investigation intelligence shows that they have not heard abnormal sounds.
Even the singing of birds and the hissing of insects are not as terrible as the quiet night.
"Ah ~" was about to dawn when a hysterical shout woke everyone up from their dreams. After everyone listened carefully, they added, "Dorje is gone."
The cat ran to the rabbit, and in a flash everyone rushed into the room in a messy clothes!
In the middle, I sat down to take care of the Lingtong Lama, and then next to the vigil on duty, two of them were dumbfounded and at a loss-I don’t know whether they were consciously to blame or scared, but they were just like an idiot anyway.
Then a group of people turned the hotel upside down and found it.
"Er, you mean Lingtong disappeared surrounded by a group of lamas and monks? Disappearing without leaving clues depends on evaporation? "
I frowned. Although the information seems detailed, there is not much in it … "What?" Sang Yu caught this detail of mine, and her eyebrows slightly raised. "I don’t think there is anything or I haven’t found Zhonglian?"
This is right-"What did you find? I’m all ears. "
Sang Yu smiled, but Wang Xi robbed him first. "It depends on Wang Shu, Liu Ge. You may not know that Wang Shu is a good hand at this kind of thing, although he can’t practice magic." He boasted that "Wang Shu was the best tracker of the whole squadron when he was a former marine corps …" "He was a killer" and when Wang injured and coughed, he corrected his mistake "but he was good at tracking"
People always like their past glory as they get older. Even such a ruthless killer is no exception. I nodded my head to show my respect. "Well, uncle Wang, can you tell me what clues are there?" Say that finish I slightly sideways head to Sang Yu crowded crowded eyes.
She gave me a smile and then asked Wang the same question. She put it another way: "Uncle Wang, what do you think is there that we should pay attention to? Is it necessary to go there? "
"In the past, it was necessary to rely on this news alone. There were not many clues," Wang Shang explained. "But it said that the enemy knew all about the distribution of bodyguards in the hotel. Hotel workers and monks might have their spies. I have sent someone to check this. I found that a worker resigned a few days later and is looking for this person. The second enemy can take the clever boy away unnoticed, maybe he has made magic or drugged things, and if he makes medicine, he can find the residual medicine; Finally, I think the enemy is doing this from the roof. "
"Uncle Wang, I admit what you said, but I think they can see it." I thought about it. "Is there any clue about him?"
He shook his head. "There are so many now, but if I go to that hotel, I think I can find his clues." I believe that I know that it is absolutely available just by looking at his inference
"Well, let’s go to Sang Yu now." "After so many days, there should be no tantric people in that hotel. Plus, it’s almost midnight. It’s also appropriate to show up without picking."
The phrase "choosing Ri is better than bumping into Ri" is an excuse for people who are preparing to start a horse. Now it seems to be equally suitable for us-as soon as Sang Yu dialect was exported, we immediately quoted this sentence to support it and then rushed directly to the Suigao Zhuangshanyue Hot Spring Hotel.
Before I left, I sent an email to my junior sister and told her about the current situation.
This hotel is located in Aofeiqing Hot Spring Township, the mountain part of Gaoshan City, Gifu County. The most famous highlights here are the hot spring hotel surrounded by green mountains; Second, beef flies here.
Well, this trip is a detour. Gaoshan City is located in the northeast of Gifu. When we came here, we could have come directly if we bypassed it a little. But when I saw Wang injured and loaded a lot of weapons, it was white-he just came on purpose or brought us here to replenish weapons and ammunition.
Although we have been hacked and lost our mana, we will never give up in such a timid way. It is better to equip us with some exorcist equipment, which is too much insurance.
Aofeiqing Hot Spring Township is a tourist destination, and even at night, it is quite lively. From time to time, drunken guys sing songs and walk through the secluded corner of the parking lot and park the car. We take out auxiliary weapons from the trunk according to our personal habits and wear them.
I’m still the same old melee killer M5 revolver, and several different types of magazines are marked with silver warheads, holy water warheads, explosive flame warheads and biblical warheads … finally, I chose a stack of white paper and cinnabar practice equipment.
We walked carefully along the path. No one knows what lamas and monks are left behind here. Or a ninja or a Nazi? Or is it the one sent by Tantric Sect to find the spiritual child?
Sui Gao Zhuang Shan Yue has a unique structure relying on the mountain. Hot springs hide the cliffs, and dense vegetation forms a natural barrier. We are sure to look at the door from a distance. Wang Shang pulled out the drawings to explain the hotel structure. Suddenly, I feel a sense of shock behind me.
I suddenly turned back!
It’s not quiet in the distance. A row of simple food stalls in the rocky forest are still open. Drunks lie on their desks and sleep, laughing and laughing. Tourists talk in a low voice. Boss … I slowly look over one by one.
"Hey, Brother Liu is ready to go … What are you looking at?" Wang Xi suddenly gave me a hand and looked down at him with a light smile. "Are you hungry?"
"No," I suddenly stopped with my eyes wandering and landed on the surface of a cart. "What is that word?" This thing is similar to our truck selling tremella soup and porridge in Chengdu, which is a container with a wheel and a deputy behind it.
At the moment, I grabbed the handrail and slowly pushed the car forward. It was an old woman with a cotton-padded coat. She hunched her back and walked very slowly. "Grandma Xiong …" Wang Xi gently read out the signboard "… fried chestnut with sugar"
Grandma Xiong fried chestnut with sugar?
"What’s so special?" Sang Yu turned his head and asked.
"It’s just intuition." I stared at the old woman and slowly pushed the car away. Suddenly I had a plan. "Well, I won’t go in there to find clues. I don’t know much about it anyway. I’ll stay outside and stare at you. Be careful."
Two minutes later.
At that moment, I just appeared in front of me. "Hey, how much is the sugar fried chestnut?" The old woman looked up, her toothless mouth slowly wriggled, and with one hand, she raised and pointed to a sign on the front of the car, "One hundred cents". The folds of her muddy eyes stretched like a living Buddha.
I dug in my pocket and finally found a crumpled green ticket. I recognized the letters when I saw it-this was given to me by San Francisco, Sang Yu.
"Here, I want one." I put five dollars on the counter. "Sorry, there are dollars."
"Too much." The old woman put away the money and slowly wrapped a paper bag. "I’ll find it for you."
I looked at the chestnut bag and smiled.
"You are really a bear grandma. Even chestnuts are the same … come to the old woman and eat one.
(er, the vice-president set up a group and asked me to help publicize the questions about metaphysics, Taoism, geomantic omen, Yin and Yang, ghosts, etc. After that, I answered them. Because it was very cold in the group, only a dozen people were floating clouds. Please join the group if you support me. Don’t wave. Thank you, Vice-president! Group number 261225642)
Section one hundred and twenty-one Fate entanglement
This sentence flashed across the half of the night, crouched stiff, and then continued to pull out money from a jar and gave it to my mouth, muttering, "I’ll find it for you, I’ll find it for you …"
The old woman put a handful of coins in front of me, smiling. "Try it. The fried chestnut with sugar is delicious …" "Mother-in-law, I don’t think you heard me clearly-I’ll ask you to try one first." I took the bag and poured out some "please."
"I can’t eat without teeth." The old woman still smiles like a attentive host. "It’s best to eat while it’s hot …" At some point, she suddenly stopped like being strangled.
In the dark, the mouth was pointed straight at her head.
Hey hey, I smiled and clenched M5 "Xiong Grandma, are you really still in the Lu Xiaofeng era? I am still a killer who likes to kill on that full moon night? " I turned my head to look at her feet and sighed. "After all these years, your habits have not changed. You still like to kill people in red shoes on a full moon."
Grandma Xiong looked up and suddenly giggled. The sound was soft and gentle like a girl of 16 or 17. "I didn’t expect anyone to know me, and I didn’t expect anyone to recognize me." Her eyes were turbid and faded, and her body showed a pair of feet in a long dress of gray cloth. The feet were actually wearing a pair of brightly colored embroidered red shoes, just like the bride.