Urban Need for Monster Fighting System

Chapter 125 Golden Bowl Street

Leng Ruobing pondered for a moment, and finally agreed: "Alright then, I'll go with you."

Xiao Yao grinned, "That's fine! I'll call now."

He immediately took out his mobile phone and called Wen Hongjiu.

Knowing that Xiao Yao had persuaded Leng Ruobing to accompany him to meet An Shixuan, Wen Hongjiu was a little excited. He made an appointment with Xiao Yao to meet An Shixuan at An Shixuan's house in an hour.

After making the phone call, Xiao Yao said to Leng Ruobing: "I have already contacted you. In an hour, I will go directly to Mr. An's shop to meet."

"Okay, but it's not far from here to Mr. An's shop. I'll go there by bike, at most ten minutes. It's too early now."

"It's a little early, why don't you have something else?"

Leng Ruobing seemed to be waiting for Xiao Yao's words, and immediately waved to the waiter, ordering another vanilla ice cream.

In the next half an hour or so, Leng Ruobing ate three boxes of ice cream with different flavors in a row. Xiao Yao was shocked when he saw it.

"I said little wife, how can you eat so well?"

Leng Ruobing wiped his lips and said, "Because I like ice cream the most, I never thought you would ask me to meet here."

"Hey! If you don't say that we are destined, it's called a tacit understanding."

"Who wants to have a tacit understanding with you!"

Ruobing said, stood up,
"Let's go now!"

"go!"

Xiao Yao followed Leng Ruobing to her motorcycle.

Not to mention, this motorcycle is very cool, with a very colorful body and a very streamlined body.

Xiao Yao couldn't help sighing: "I said, little wife, how do you ride such a cool motorcycle? Are you not afraid to be fascinated?"

"Stop being glib! Get in the car."

As Leng Ruobing said, he threw a helmet to Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao put on his helmet and sat in the back seat of the car.

He soon discovered that riding this kind of motorcycle has one advantage, that is, he can wrap his arms around the cold Qianqian's slender waist openly.

How could he let go of such a good opportunity!
He not only hugged Leng Ruobing tightly with both hands, but also pressed his body against Leng Ruobing's back from behind.

Leng Ruobing didn't refuse, and let Xiao Yao hug him tightly, a warm current surged in his heart.

All along, she lived up to her name, with a frosty look, and she had never been touched by anyone until she met Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao is like a stove, gradually melting her cold heart.

Although she never admitted it, every time she stayed with Xiao Yao, she felt inexplicably happy.

Even if she was teased or even forced to kiss by Xiao Yao's words, she was angry on the surface, but she was not disgusted in her heart. Sometimes, she even had a little desire.

On the way, Xiao Yao asked her, "Little wife, have you ever thought about the possibility that your family members are still alive?"

"what!"

Ruobing's body trembled slightly,
"Why did you say that?"

"Because I asked the police to investigate, 13 years ago, there was no massacre in S City and its surrounding cities and counties."

"Not found?"

"That's right! So, I suspect that Ma Qingzhi lied to you."

"Impossible! My adoptive father can't lie to me."

"Little wife, do you really think you know your adoptive father?"

"Anyway... Anyway, I must know better than you."

"Hey, you are a fan of the authorities. You think you know him very well, so you trust him too much and never doubt him. But don't you think it's strange why he never let you investigate the so-called Miemen massacre?"

Xiao Yao's words made Leng Ruobing fall into deep thought.

Indeed, as Xiao Yao said, she never doubted her adoptive father, because in her opinion, it is absolutely impossible for her adoptive father to lie to herself.

But thinking about it now, at least on the point of her life experience, there are indeed many doubts.

Every time she took the initiative to bring up the massacre of Miemen 13 years ago, her adoptive father would change the subject, as if he didn't want to say anything more to her.

Is it true that as Xiao Yao said, the adoptive father lied to him?
She was thinking about it, Xiao Yao said in her ear: "Don't worry, little wife, but whether your family is still in this world, you have me."

Such a casual sentence made Leng Ruobing feel moved.

After about 15 minutes, the two came to Jinbo Street.

Jinbo Street is a famous antique street in S City, with a history of hundreds of years.

Leng Ruobing told Xiao Yao about the origin of Jinbo Street:
According to legend, during the reign of Qianlong in the Qing Dynasty, a monk who was blind and dressed in rags came to Jinbo Street. He set up a stall on the street, saying that he wanted to sell a treasure called Zijin Bowl. Treasures bestowed by Emperor Taizong.

After people heard about it, they went there one after another, wanting to see the true face of the treasure.

Unexpectedly, the blind monk took out the so-called purple gold bowl from a rag package and took a look, everyone knew that he had been fooled.

What kind of purple gold bowl is it? It is clearly a mud bowl with rough workmanship.

Everyone ridiculed the blind monk one after another, but the blind monk was not annoyed at all, and said that everyone was mortal with naked eyes, not a treasure.He continued to sit on the side of the street, and placed the mud bowl in front of him, saying that he was waiting for someone with predestined relationship to arrive.

Before he knew it, more than ten days had passed, and the blind monk still refused to leave.

The weather was getting colder, the blind monk was wearing thin clothes, and he was relying on the neighbors' assistance to survive every day, and his diet was irregular. People began to worry about his health.

On this day, the temperature suddenly dropped sharply, and there was a heavy snowfall.

The blind monk sitting cross-legged on the side of the street still refused to leave. Even though his body was already shivering from the cold, and his body was covered with a layer of snowflakes, he still sat cross-legged, chanting words, as if he was chanting some scriptures .

On the street, there was a member surnamed Jiang, who was a well-known benevolent person in the local area. He couldn't bear to watch the blind monk freeze to death, so he went up to the blind monk and asked how to sell the mud bowl.

Unexpectedly, the blind monk opened his mouth and said, "One hundred taels of gold."

One hundred taels of gold is not a small amount, but what people didn't expect was that Jiang Yuanwai really ordered someone to bring a hundred taels of gold.

A smile appeared on the corner of the blind monk's mouth, and he only said one sentence: "Follow the fate, and what is good will be rewarded."

He didn't take the hundred taels of gold from Yuanwai Jiang, but his body suddenly turned into a golden light and disappeared without a trace.

Only then did everyone know that the blind monk was an eminent monk, and they all knelt down and worshiped.

Member Wai Jiang picked up the clay bowl, and the soil covering the surface of the clay bowl fell off one after another, revealing its true face. It was really a purple gold bowl, exuding lavender light, and one could tell at a glance that it was a priceless treasure.

Since then, this street has been named Jinbo Street. The name of the street is also to warn future generations to do more good deeds at any time, good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil.

After listening to Leng Ruobing's narration, Xiao Yao smiled and said, "Tang Monk's purple gold bowl? This nima is too good at making up, it's obviously a bluffing legend!"

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(End of this chapter)