Chapter 105 Lord Jin’s invitation
"In Qintian Prison, apart from the few priests, there are actually two types of people.
One is Si Xingcheng like Yuan Tianwang, who is responsible for observing the sky and looking for Feng Shui, and the other is the Kunlun Guards like Li Chunyang, whose main responsibility is fighting. "
Uncle Ming placed two plates in front of Yin Xiu. One was filled with fried rice, and the other was filled with braised rice noodles that had just come out of the pot.
After lighting a cigarette, he added: "I also thought about following them a while ago, but it's not that easy. These spiritual officers always have various means to avoid or discover the informants."
Yin Xiu Shen thought so. Just yesterday, Chuan Bao had just returned the bracelet of the pocket watch, saying that he was helpless.
If he hadn't happened to meet Li Chunyang alone, I'm afraid Yin Xiu would have lost him too.
"If we go again now, I'm afraid they have moved somewhere. Brother Xiong said that they won't stay in one place for too long."
"Yeah." Uncle Ming lowered his head and took a cigarette, "Qintian Prison has always had a lot of funds for activities, and there is no shortage of money to move the place. If I were them, I would like to change my place to live in one day."
"And as you said, those hiding in the shadows are the most troublesome."
Uncle Ming blew out a smoke ring, "In a one-on-one situation, whether it is Li Chunyang or Yuan Tianwang, I am confident that I can block one of them, but if those people also take action..."
He looked toward the light, "We two will die there."
When you're unsure of the numbers and strength of those people, it's always good to prepare for the worst.
Different from catching zombies last time, this time the situation is more complicated and realistic.
The local Taoist sects are actually very loose. They are not as closely connected as those prefixes, and they are not considered allies.
You can still work together to catch zombies, but this time your opponent is Qin Tianjian, which, like Tianshi Mansion, has a transcendent status among Taoist people in the world.
Even if the Taoist priests in Hong Kong don't pay much attention to its authority, it is impossible for anyone to fight with the Qintian Prison because of someone who has nothing to do with the Maoshan Sect.
After much deliberation, only Taoist Master Afa would help because Uncle Ming said: "That person is insane."
"there is always a solution to a problem."
Yin Xiu picked up a piece of rice sausage and threw it into his mouth, "As long as you hold the Feng Shui corpse in your hands, there will always be a way. In my opinion, they are not interested in Brother Xiong's life, and they even value it more than us." "
Uncle Ming took a deep breath from the cigarette and frowned. The smoke spread out from his nostrils and mouth like a swimming dragon.
"That's all. But be careful of their tricks."
Yin Xiu grinned, "Them? Aren't they afraid that both me and Feng Shui Corpse will want it?"
Uncle Ming also laughed when he saw this, but the smile disappeared in an instant and turned into a cold and disgusting face.
"Pretty boy, we don't sell drinks here. Just go to the tea restaurant and order some frozen lemon tea with milk or something like that."
Yin Xiu also raised the herbal tea on the side and muttered vaguely: "In what age are you still drinking traditional herbal tea? Choose! Adding ice and lemon will not harm you, uncle!"
As soon as he put down the cup, a broad hand rested on his shoulder.
"Yin Xiu?"
The voice was deep and hoarse, obviously caused by years of smoking low-quality tobacco.
Yin Xiu turned around with a smile on her face, "Brother, what do you want from me?"
The first thing that catches the eye is the other party's bronze chest muscles, the belt inlaid with the skull emblem, and the tiger's mouth with the scorpion tattoo.
"Is it you? Emperor?"
Yin Xiu looked up and saw Hei Wu's slightly surprised a pause, his expression returned to normal, like a piece of coal about to drip oil, and he gently patted Yin Xiu's shoulder.
"Master Jin is looking for trouble. Don't be in a hurry. Just finish the fried rice first."
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The passage leading to the first-class boxing ring VIP room is different from other places.
In addition to being guarded at the entrance, specially set up screens and lights also make it impossible for people outside to see clearly who is in the passage.
No wonder the VIPs in the Kowloon Boxing Ring are so mysterious. Under heavy protection, even a big elephant can be transported in quietly.
Along the way, Yin Xiu tried to talk to Heiwu, talking about women, fists, oysters, fish whips, snake gallbladders, and grasshoppers, but the other party showed no response.
He was like a mute the whole time, just leading the way silently.
This means that Yin Xiu can't find out any information at once.
The only thing that is certain is that Hei Wu's surprised expression at first was no accident. The person he was looking for was "Yin Xiu", not the "Emperor".
[Why did Fourth Master Jin ask for me by name? 】
Yin Xiu was laughing and joking along the way, but she kept thinking about this problem in her heart.
If he is not looking for the "Emperor", it obviously proves that the incident in the Kowloon Boxing Arena is over.
Fourth Master Jin was looking for him obviously for something else, and it was very important, otherwise he wouldn't have let Black Five, the gold medal thug, come.
After confirming this, Yin Xiu's smile became more natural.
As I said before, the soldiers will cover up the water and the soil. No matter what Mr. Jin wants to do, the worst thing is that the two sides will break up and a big wave will turn the entire Kowloon Walled City upside down.
As for whether he has the ability to flip the table, that is another matter.
As the waiter at the door of the VIP room opened the door, he saw a large single room with bright lights and smoke.
This must be a pretty big room, because it not only accommodates a several-meter-long bar and a wine cabinet full of wine bottles, it even has a mahjong table.
In the middle is a set of leather sofas. Even so, the entire space looks very rich, with the Bosibian carpet extending from the floor-to-ceiling windows to the door.
"Stand here for now. Mr. Jin doesn't like talking to other people or being disturbed when he's watching a boxing match."
Following Hei Wu's line of sight, Yin Xiu judged that Fourth Master Jin should be sitting in an authentic sofa chair.
His back was turned to Yin Xiu, and his whole body was buried in the tall sofa. Yin Xiu couldn't see anyone. He could only guess from the wisp of white smoke that there was someone sitting there.
Among the four people playing mahjong, two of them were known to Yin Xiu.
One was a mourning dog. When Yin Xiu came in, he glanced at him from the corner of his eye, then moved away, pretending not to see Yin Xiu.
The other one is white peony?
This woman's attire is still exactly the same as before, except that the white cheongsam has been replaced by black, and it is still embroidered with red flowers. One of the blooming roses blooms exactly where Yin Xiu penetrates her body, which is coquettish and weird.
When Yin Xiu stood still, she happened to mess up her cards, and her branches trembled with laughter, revealing half of the snow-white under her cheongsam.
[White Mudan, you should be too dead to die anymore, right? 】
Recalling Bai Mudan's stiff body soaked in the water, Yin Xiu couldn't help but feel cold all over.
(End of this chapter)