World Tibet Bureau

The money has fallen into the pocket.

Let's just be more generous.

I said to him: "You're welcome! Wu Guanzhu's charging standards are because of my poverty, and Su understands this."

Hearing this, Wu Xiaozi laughed and said, "Mr. Su, drink tea first, I will put things into practice now!"

After speaking.

He jumped out of his chair and went out to make a phone call.

I don’t know exactly when there will be news feedback, so I have to wait inside Baiyun Temple.

This wait.

It took three days to wait.

Wu Chaizi often comes over to drink tea and chat with me like a flatterer. I have nothing to talk about with him, so I tell him to do whatever he needs to do and don't worry about me.
He and I actually knew in our hearts that we both felt a little nauseous when we saw each other.

The reason why he is so polite to me now is entirely because he doesn't dare to offend the Fourth Little Nong, not because he has any respect for me personally.In fact, if my relationship with No. [-] had not made Wu Xiaozi jealous, he might have been looking for someone to destroy me every minute.

The food at Baiyunguan is extremely poor, almost all vegetables, with just a little porridge.

Although I only stayed there for a few days, eating like this every day made me look disgusting.

Wu Xiaozi said with a smile: "Fish makes fire and meat makes phlegm, and radish and green vegetables keep you safe."

"Mr. Su, look at my skin now, which can be broken by a blow, and my physical condition is getting better and better. In addition to refining my Qi, these simple meals also contribute a lot."

I said: "I wish you a long life."

When Wu Chaozi heard this, his face turned dark.

The disciple next to him couldn't help but said: "Don't talk nonsense! My master's goal is to outlast Li Qingyun!"

I do know Li Qingyun.

Li Qingyun (also known as Li Qingyuan) was a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner who was born during the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty. He died in 250. He lived for [-] years and was said to be the longest living person in the world.

Wu Xiaozi's goal is to surpass Li Qingyun, but I wish him a long life, which is tantamount to cursing him to die young.

I coughed twice in embarrassment: "Sorry! I wish you can live as long as you want!"

Wu Chaizi's face softened slightly: "Thank you, Mr. Su, for your blessing!"

When I was bored, I once saw this guy refining his energy.

Under the moonlight, Wu Chaizi sat cross-legged in the room, surrounded by sandalwood. He closed his eyes, sweating profusely, and his whole body was flushed. His skin was bulging up like a balloon, and it was transparent, and it seemed that he could even see inside. There is blood flowing in the veins.

Since then.

Wu Chaizi's whole body was shaking like a swing, and the energy in his body began to slowly disappear. His whole body was like a shriveled kiwi that had been left for a long time, with so many wrinkles that it was scary. Those who didn't know thought he was a dried corpse.

This guy probably knew I was looking out the window, so he turned and grinned at me.

It looked very much like a corpse being raised from a coffin.

I was so scared that I left quickly.

I originally thought that Guan Hong's yin skills of spinning and breaking through plastic bags were quite outrageous, but after seeing Wu Chaozi refining his energy, I felt that he was the king of perverts.

The news came on the afternoon of the third day.

The message is relatively simple.Wu Xiaozi told me: "There is a place called Lianxin Village in the middle of Wuyi Mountain. Ten days ago, several mountain rats from Wuyi Mountain entered the village with your friends. However, after they entered, no one came out and no goods came out. . Since neither the people nor the goods have shown up again, I’m sorry that we haven’t found any information about what tomb they entered and where they are.”

I frowned and asked, "Mountain rat?"

Wu Xiaozi nodded: "Those who usually do farm work or work normally, but go to the tomb when they are free, are semi-professional and semi-amateur personnel, and there are more of them in the south. We generally call this kind of unskilled people "shan" mouse."

This is a little strange.

Bian Wu always prefers to work alone. Even if he wants to cooperate with others, he will definitely only find professionals to share resources and support each other. It is really taboo to find such amateurs. What was he thinking at the time? ?
However, now that I have pinpointed the specific village, the rest is all up to me.

Shennongjia is so big that Bo Ye can find people with just a pair of underwear, so finding people in this village in Wuyishan should be no problem.

I nodded to Wu Xiaozi: "Thank you! I won't disturb your Qingxiu, Su and I will take my leave."

Wu Xiaozi raised his head, looked at me, clasped his hands in his fists, and said with a smile: "You're welcome! If you have anything to do, Mr. Su, please speak!"

I didn't stay long.

Straight down the hill.

Very funny yes.

Wu Aizi and I probably both felt that it was disgusting to be with each other for three days. After turning around and walking more than ten meters, I spit hard on the ground. The moment I turned around to spit, I caught a glimpse of Wu Aizi also He spat at my back, his eyes full of contempt and disgust.

I glanced back at him.

Wu Xiaozi shivered with fright, and immediately changed his smile, and raised his arms as big as a child's arms: "Have a good trip! Have a good trip!"

I sneered in my heart.

Dude, I just like this feeling that you can't stand me, not only don't you dare to touch me, but you also have to lick your smile and help me.

On the way down the mountain.

I suddenly became a little worried.

I had previously analyzed that Bian Wu was most likely to have been captured by the opponent's boss, and there was no danger to his life. But now that I heard the news that he entered the tomb with a group of amateurs, I suddenly doubted whether there was any problem with my analysis.If it weren't for the analysis, Lao Wu could only say that his life or death was uncertain.

Feeling very anxious.

I had no choice but to pick up the phone and call Fourth Master.

After Fourth Master answered the phone, I gave him Bian Wu's birthday and birth date. I didn't say Bian Wu's name, but I just asked Fourth Master to calculate the safety of this person.

After a few minutes.

Fourth Master Ni said: "Forget it."

I asked: "Why can't it be calculated?"

Fourth Master Ni said: "Judging from this person's birthday and horoscope, he should be a special dieter of Yin food, right?"

I replied: "Yes!"

Fourth Master Ni explained: "We in Kinmen have four things that don't count. Those who eat Yin food don't count, people from outside the area don't count, fetuses don't count, and people who live in moldy tofu jars don't count."

I asked: "What do they all mean?"

Mr. Ni said: "Eating Yin food refers to occupations such as tomb robbing, corpse hunting, Eight Immortals, and mourning. Such people deal with ghosts every day, and their bodies are contaminated with too much Yin energy, which will seriously disrupt their lives. It is not considered at all. allow……"

I interrupted him: "That's not right, Fourth Master! Xia Xi also studied tomb robbing. How can you accurately calculate his fate?" (End of Chapter)