Modern longevity: starting from Baduanjin

Chapter 341 This gentleman, what you say is too much [ask for a monthly ticket]

At 10:[-] p.m., Wanchai Central District.

The shining neon lights of the row upon row of high-rise buildings shine into the study through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and also shine on the hideous acrylic face.

Zhou Shen on the opposite side of the desk didn't care about the death of acrylic.

Acrylic is the person in charge of the specific actions, not the planner. The secrets he has should be related to the intermediary D, and such secrets are of no use to him.

Even to some extent, knowing this secret may have some side effects.

Because of this, he did not prevent Acrylic from committing suicide.

He casually picked up the glass of red wine on the table, without caring about the sleeping pills in it, and drank it down in one gulp.

Smash it up some mouth.

very astringent.

"Since I got advanced liver cancer, I haven't drunk a drop of alcohol for a year. Now that the cancer cells have completely disappeared, I don't need to stop drinking."

"But it's really not good!"

He put down his glass and said so.

If you look carefully at the smooth wall of the cup, you will find that there are no fingerprints left on it.

At this moment, footsteps and a girl's call came from outside the study.

It was that Xiangjiang "fishing girl", named Ou Jiaxin.

"Hi, Steven~ Where are you? Your house is so big..."

The footsteps were getting closer.

Finally, Ou Jiaxin came to the study.

She saw the acrylic slumped on the chair, and the bright red blood on the light white wooden floor.

And, of course, pistols with suppressors that fell on the floor.

As for Zhou Shen who was sitting on the chair, he had disappeared.

"what---"

Ou Jiaxin was so frightened that she fell to the ground, backed up again and again, and let out a heart-piercing scream.

However, all the door and window glass in this large flat floor have been soundproofed.

Not to mention the screaming, even if you are dancing and dancing inside, you won't hear it downstairs.

Ou Jiaxin cried and screamed for a while before the fear in her heart subsided a little, and then she remembered to call the police.

But the moment the phone number was dialed, Ou Jiaxin suddenly stopped again.

From her angle, she could just see Acrylic's hanging wrist, with a black diamond-encrusted watch on it.

As a fishing girl, knowing all kinds of top watches is a basic professional ability.

Ou Jiaxin recognized at a glance that this watch was the so-called "Richard Miller" ticket for billionaires, one of which was a diamond-encrusted black warrior, and the official price was more than 300 million Hong Kong dollars.

There are a lot of high imitation watches of this brand, but Ou Jiaxin knows that foreigners who can afford to live on the Daping floor of Wanchai District will definitely not be able to wear fake ones.

"You serve all kinds of men with your ass pouted every night. Isn't it just to earn more money to buy a house. Now the opportunity to make a fortune is right in front of you. Don't you want to miss it?"

Ou Jiaxin wiped away her tears, the greed in her heart defeated her fear.

With trembling hands, she crawled over and took off the blood-stained watch from Acrylic's hand.

Anyway, she had already taken the watch, so Ou Jiaxin just kept on doing nothing.

Searched around the house, but found nothing.

The inside of this house is so clean that it doesn't look like a man's house.

Finally, she inadvertently touched a mechanism in the study, and the bookshelves that were originally tightly stitched suddenly moved slowly to both sides.

Ou Jiaxin took a closer look and was stunned.

I saw that the walls were covered with various types of guns, long guns and short cannons, and ammunition.

And one of the semi-open cabinets is full of passports and currencies from various countries.

HKD, RMB, USD, EUR, JPY, KRW, GBP, FR, RUB and so on.

Ou Jiaxin: "..."

……

The next morning, the Xiangjiang River began to drizzle.

There is no wind, and the hot and humid weather makes it even more uncomfortable.

On the road, cars sped past, splashing water mist all over the sky.

Wong Tai Sin Temple, Kowloon.

Wong Tai Sin Temple, formerly known as "Sik Sik Garden", is one of the most famous temples in Xiangjiang.

Founded in 1921, it has been a full 100 years so far.

The entire temple covers an area of ​​more than 18000 square meters, with magnificent halls and magnificent buildings.

The "Huang Daxian" worshiped in Huang Daxian Temple is different from that worshiped by the people. Huang Daxian was originally named Huang Chuping. Because he became a fairy in Chisong Mountain in Jinhua, he was also called "Chisong Fairy".

After decades of operation, apart from the Daxiong Hall, other buildings in the current Wong Tai Sin Temple are also full of traditional features, such as the Three Saints Hall dedicated to Lu Zu (Lv Dongbin), Avalokitesvara and Guandi, and there is a portrait of Confucius, the teacher of all ages.

There are also many classics of Taoism, Buddhism and Confucianism in the temple, which can be said to be a collection of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.

In addition, there is another cold knowledge: [Wong Tai Sin Temple is like a church, and it is currently the only temple in Xiangjiang that can hold Taoist weddings. 】

Now is the summer vacation season, many mainland parents take their children to travel in Hong Kong.

So despite the continuous drizzle, the Wong Tai Sin Temple was still crowded with people early in the morning, and it was overcrowded everywhere.

Various slogans guide tourists: [Do not stop at passages and entrances and exits], [Do not bow down, do not visit tribute]

Even so, countless tourists stopped to take pictures at various intersections.

There are also many good men and women, holding incense in their hands, bowing to the [Chisong Huangxian Temple] plaque.

For a while, there was a smog, mixed with the shouting and talking of countless tourists, and there was a "humming" sound at the scene.

And next to the Wong Tai Sin Temple, there is a fortune-telling street, and the lottery obtained at Huang Daxian will be taken there to be resolved.

And on the fortune-telling street over there, there were even more people's voices, and countless fortune-telling stalls lined up, which was very spectacular.

In the crowd, three people walked slowly with black umbrellas.

Among them were two young men and women, one on the left and the other on the right, surrounded by a middle-aged man wearing a polo shirt and looking majestic.

The expressions on the faces of the three people were very dignified, serious and unsmiling.

They went straight to the Chisong Huangxian Temple, where there is a special VIP channel.

Seeing the three middle-aged men coming, the staff here led them to the side hall, where there is a place for burning incense and prostrating.

Someone handed over nine sticks of incense. The young man on the left took the staff's candle and lit the incense in the middle-aged man's hand. The middle-aged man bowed respectfully to the statue of Huang Daxian above.

After the kowtow was over, the girl with black-rimmed glasses on the right handed the lottery.

The middle-aged man took the lottery and began to shake it, and finally shook out a lottery.

The middle-aged man took a look at the lottery, got up and squeezed out a smile and said to the elderly man beside him: "Mr. Luo, please."

The benevolent old man smiled and said, "Mr. Li, you are welcome."

The middle-aged man surnamed Li said: "Then I will go first."

"Okay, Mr. Li, go slowly."

"Well, Mr. Luo stay here."

A man and a woman followed the man surnamed Li, bowed respectfully to the old man before leaving, and said, "Goodbye, Mr. Luo."

"See you!"

Mr. Luo smiled and nodded, watching the three of them leave.

After the figures of the three people disappeared, a fairy-like girl in white lay clothes came by and asked curiously, "Grandpa, why didn't you help Mr. Li get the lottery?"

Mr. Luo was silent for a while, then turned around and walked towards the back of the side hall.

The fairy-like girl followed after her.

Mr. Luo said after walking a certain distance: "There is no solution to the matter of the Li family!"

"What's going on?"

"It's a long story..."

While the grandfather and grandson were chatting, on the other side, Mr. Li brought his son and daughter to the fortune-telling street next to the Wong Tai Sin Temple.

It was raining lightly outside, but it still couldn't stop the enthusiastic tourists.

There are people everywhere on the street, looking for a fortune teller to solve the lottery with "signature paper".

The three walked forward slowly.

"Daddy."

"Ok?"

"Uh...it's okay."

"I have something to say."

"It's really all right, I was blinded just now."

The handsome Mr. Li walked a few steps forward without saying anything.

I saw a simple fortune-telling store with a small storefront, and a fortune-teller in his 60s and [-]s was sitting inside and reading a book.

Mr. Li stepped forward and handed over the lottery with his finger, "Master, I'm sorry."

The fortune teller said casually, "Sir, please sit down."

Then he took a look at the signed paper, followed Mr. Chao Li, and asked, "What is this gentleman planning to ask?"

Mr. Li said indifferently: "Luck."

"Ok."

The fortune teller heard the words and began to untie the lottery, "Look, sir, this lottery is from China and Kyrgyzstan... As the saying goes, it is intended to trust the future in leisure, the old man wanders thousands of miles, the geese spread the news from the sky, and a little plum blossom comes back in spring. "

"It means that everything you expect in your heart is available, but you need to wait for a while."

"That's right." Hearing the fortune teller's words, the melancholy on Mr. Li's brows did not ease in the slightest, and he nodded slightly, "Thank you, master."

The young man in a shirt and trousers standing on the right side of Mr. Li took out a 100 Hong Kong dollar and handed it over, "Master, you don't need to look for it."

And at this moment, the woman with black-rimmed glasses standing on the left said in a hurried tone again: "Daddy, look quickly."

"what's wrong?"

Mr. Li turned his head and followed his daughter's gaze.

I saw a young man in his twenties, wearing a light-colored T-shirt and black shorts, walking leisurely in the rain.

He had no shoes on his feet.

The whole person looked a little out of place in the bustling crowd.

He obviously shuttled in the rain and among the crowd, but his whole person seemed to be left behind and independent, so freehand.

It reminded him of an ancient poem.

[Don't be surprised by favor or disgrace, just watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court; go and stay without any intention, follow the clouds and clouds outside the sky]

"It's so chic!"

Mr. Li couldn't help feeling secretly.

The young man on the right also couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

"I saw him just now, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye." The woman with black-rimmed glasses said excitedly, "Didn't you notice that he didn't have an umbrella, but his hair, clothes and body are all dry."

"Huh? That's right!"

The father and son also suddenly realized at this time.

Although it was not raining heavily outside, it was enough to wet clothes and hair.

But the young man in front didn't have an umbrella, but his clothes weren't wet at all, and his hair didn't stick to his face after being exposed to the rain, but trembled naturally as he walked, obviously dry.

"How is this going?"

"Could it be that he is some kind of extraterrestrial expert?
A big question mark appeared in the minds of Mr. Li, father and son, and they couldn't help thinking about it secretly.

Fengshui culture is very prevalent in Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, and the acceptance of "outsider experts" is generally much higher than that in the mainland.

And the richer you are, the more you believe in Feng Shui.

"Daddy, why don't we go over and get to know each other?"

"Uh... OK!"

At this time, Mr. Li was in a state of distraught, and he was naturally very curious to see such a "skilled man" walking in the rain all of a sudden.

……

The father and son/female of the Li family, the worldly master they saw was naturally Zhou Shen.

He heard that there are many Taoist, Buddhist and Confucian classics in the Temple of Wong Tai Sin, so he stopped by to have a look.

Li Xiangdong used to work on the fortune-telling street, and he was very famous. Many rich people are still his clients until now.

Whenever there are weddings, funerals, housewarming, and groundbreaking, I will ask him for advice.

Of course, these big VIP customers naturally charged a lot of money.

Back to the topic.

Zhou Shen walked in the rain curtain, the weak real qi passed through his body and lingered around his body, forming a "real qi shield" that was protected from wind and rain.

A few months ago, his real qi shield could only protect him from the wind and rain above his neck.

But as his strength has risen sharply in recent months, he can already cover his whole body with the shield of true qi.

And the real energy consumption is not large.

Of course, this kind of real qi shield can only withstand the wind and rain for a while, and there are still hundreds of thousands of miles away from the legendary "body protection qi" that can withstand guns and bullets.

The two are not the same concept at all!
"According to the description of Gang Jin in [Huang Ting Nei Jing], a complete body protecting Gang Qi can completely ignore all conventional weapons in the world, even black bombs, laser guns, electromagnetic guns, biological weapons, etc. Technology can be despised."

"But it's too far away, I'm only at the peak of transformation, and I haven't entered Dan Jin yet."

"According to the records in the book, after entering the alchemy, it is the transformation from the outer alchemy to the inner alchemy, and then there is the gang jin. The gang jin is also divided into primary gang jin, intermediate gang jin, advanced gang jin, and great achievement gang jin..."

Zhou Shen was thinking about the realm of the exercises in his mind, and unknowingly came to the gate of Huang Daxian Temple.

He unfolded the "Sky Eye Technique", and soon found the "Library", which was located in a side hall to the east of Huang Daxian Temple.

But there is a plaque hanging at the door here: [Tourists stop]

And the door is still closed, tourists can't get in even if they don't want to stop.

Of course, this doesn't work for Zhou Shen.

He can go wherever he wants in this world, and no one can stop him.

He is not bound by the moral laws of the world.

At this time, with a movement of his feet, he instantly crossed the three or four meter high courtyard wall and entered the courtyard.

In the side hall on the side of the courtyard, Mr. Luo was sitting in front of the window drinking tea and chatting with his granddaughter. From the corner of his eye, he saw a person suddenly appearing in the courtyard, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Someone came in."

The fairy-like girl immediately looked out of the window upon hearing this, and happened to see Zhou Shen's gaze.

Zhou Shen's lips moved slightly and said, "Please open the Zangshu Pavilion for me to have a look."

The grandparents and grandchildren in the room looked at each other, and couldn't help but feel a shock in their hearts.

You know, Zhou Shen is standing 30 meters away from the room they are in.

And also through the window.

However, Zhou Shen neither roared loudly nor used any amplification equipment, just opened his mouth like that, and the sound actually penetrated the window and appeared in their ears.

"This... what kind of ability is this?"

"It's similar to the sound transmission into secrets written by Mr. Jin Yong."

After all, the grandparents and grandson had seen a lot, and they were shocked for a moment, and they quickly reacted.

They hurried out of the house.

Old Mr. Luo greeted him with a solemn greeting, and then introduced himself in standard Chinese: "I'm at Luo Jiatang, now the Deputy Superintendent of the Wong Tai Sin Temple, and next to me is my granddaughter Luo Meihui."

After a pause, Luo Jiatang asked, "I don't know where this layman came from, and why?"

The so-called "where did you come from" means to ask Zhou Shen, how did you get in?
"What's the matter?" is to ask him, why should I open the Zangshu Pavilion for you to see?
Zhou Shen understood it, and replied directly: "I jumped in from the outside yard. Come in and read books. The classics in the Zangshu Pavilion are Chinese classics. As a member of the Chinese people, you can open them for me to see." , isn't it a matter of course?"

Luo Jiatang didn't speak, feeling a little displeased.

I feel that the tone of the young man in front of me is too arrogant.

Although he is only the deputy superintendent of the Wong Tai Sin Temple, which of the celebrities and wealthy people in Xiangjiang would not give him a three-point face?

However, due to Zhou Shen's "sound transmission into secret" just now, and the opponent jumped in from outside the yard, he was also afraid that the opponent might be a strong man cutting the path.

Luo Meihui, who was next to her, said unhappily: "Sir, what you said is too much. The classics in the library are naturally shared by the Chinese people, but they are also collected by the Huang Daxian Temple. We have spent a lot of manpower and material resources on this. Financial resources, do we have to show everyone who comes to see it? If there is a loss due to this, who will be responsible?"

"Hahahahahaha..."

Zhou Shen laughed out loud.

The sound was like a bell, which made the eardrums of the grandparents hurt.

"You two are really interesting. I just want to read a book. Where is there so much nonsense?"

Zhou Shen's feet moved slightly, and he was already standing at the door of Zangshu Pavilion.

With a light shake of his hand, the big steel lock on it had fallen off, and he pushed open the door and walked in.

When the grandparents and grandchildren saw such an astonishing scene, they were stunned, thinking they had encountered a ghost in broad daylight.

(End of this chapter)