Terror broadcast

Xun'er cooked the meal for lunch. It wasn't very exquisite, but it was delicious. The little guy wasn't picky about food either. He just ate some. It was a pleasant meal. After packing up, Xun'er left. It should be a matter at home;

When he first listened to the terrorist radio broadcast, Xun'er was also very confused and directly applied for termination of his position as military attaché at the embassy abroad. Now he should be somewhat familiar with the rhythm of the terrorist radio broadcast. It may also be influenced by Su Baikai's detective agency, so I also plan to live a normal life in the real world.

Not long after Xun'er left, Fatty and the others came back, carrying a lot of things in their hands and on their shoulders.

The monk stood aside with a gloomy look on his face. Su Bai noticed this and wondered if the monk was unhappy about the division of the spoils and had a conflict with Fatty Gyatso and the others?

But I think that with the monk's palace and the fat man's tact, it shouldn't be so tense.

The fat man threw all the things on the carpet in the living room, and then said in a daze: "Damn it, Su Bai, you know, we rummaged east and west, searched the whole house, and found this Thanks to the scraps of copper and scrap iron, it is estimated that if we sell them all, we will only get less than 1,500 story points. Each of the four of us will get 300 or 400 story points each. We have lost money this time. We have wasted so much effort, but the result is only After getting these gains, you ask the monks and Gyatso, if you are not a fat man, I want to hide my secrets."

Gyatso looked at Su Bai, nodded, indicating that what the fat man said was true, and pointed at these things and said: "Fang Wenhai is a soul cultivator, he can even give up his own body, which shows that he does not rely on Foreign objects, this also makes the 'property' around him very few, he should have spent most of his resources on the improvement of his soul."

In this regard, Su Bai was not particularly disappointed.

"But, actually, that house is the biggest treasure." The fat man licked his lips, "That house should not have been built by Fang Wenhai alone. When I explored the house, I found many different details. It must have been built by many listeners who contributed their efforts together. Now that Fang Wenhai is GG, that house is an ownerless property. I have made a plan not to return to Chengdu, but to settle down in that house.

Lao Fang's family has been saved by me, and now there are no ghosts or monsters there, making it suitable for human habitation. "

Su Bai smiled and said, "You can live here if you like. I have children here, so I won't live in that place."

After all, that house is located in a geographical location with Yin veins running through it, and the little guy is considered a kind of spiritual boy. Su Bai knows that if he takes the little guy to live in that house, it is very likely that the little guy will see ghosts in the house when he wakes up at night. walk over.

"I'll stay too." Gyatso also said at this time.

It seems that Fatty is planning to become neighbors with Gyatso, no, to be precise, they are living together.

The monk pursed his lips at this time. Seeing that the others were silent, he opened his mouth and said, "I want to leave immediately and go back to Xi'an."

"Monk, what's the matter?" the fat man asked.

The monk nodded, "The temple where the poor monk became a monk has now disappeared."

It may be difficult for ordinary people to fully understand this passage, but everyone present immediately understood the deeper meaning. The temple disappeared. It is possible that something happened and was modified by the terrorist broadcast.

"That is the poor monk's second home. The poor monk must go back and have a look." The monk said sincerely, "Something must have happened over there."

The monk took out his mobile phone and said, "The poor monk first noticed that several WeChat groups of that temple had disappeared, and then he tried to contact those brothers and sisters who were still in the temple. In the end, he couldn't contact any of them. Then the poor monk contacted again. I met several fellow disciples who were doing business outside and had returned to secular life, and the answer I got was that they didn’t know what Xuanyun Temple was.”

These clues can basically confirm that Xuanyun Temple was "disappeared" as mentioned by the monk.

In fact, what did the monk mean when he said these words to his face? Everyone knew in their hearts that none of the people present were fools. On the contrary, they were all human beings. Didn’t the monk mean that something was wrong in my hometown? Who will go with me to see what's going on?

As a result, the fat man laughed and didn't answer. Gyatso stood there expressionlessly, exactly the same as before. Su Bai still sat there motionless. However, Su Bai was indeed the calmest one because he wanted to move. He couldn't move either. He had to wait for the next story world to arrive before he could move freely.

A smile appeared on the corner of the monk's mouth, "Su Bai, do you have food at home?"

"Yes." Su Bai remembered that Xun'er bought a lot of vegetables and put them in the refrigerator when he came today.

"I'll cook a vegetarian meal for you, poor monk." After the monk said that, he went to the kitchen.

The fat man smiled and winked at Su Bai and Gyatso beside him. The meaning was simple. Look, monks can also encounter embarrassing moments.

Everyone present knew that the monk's palace was very deep. From Su Bai's point of view, even if he was not injured and his physical condition was fine, he probably would not be willing to go back to Xi'an with the monk.

This may be the difference between Su Bai and the monk. Su Bai made a WeChat call, and both Fatty Gyatso and the monk came because they knew that Su Bai would not bury them in this kind of thing. Since Su Bai called People, at least Su Bai will not make any more insidious stumbling blocks. This may be called Mr. Su’s personality charm. Because of Su Bai’s image of mental illness, people will feel a headache for his occasional abnormal behavior, but really There is no need to worry about Su Bai suddenly stabbing you under the premise of forming a contract.

But the monk is different. The monk is a shady guy to the core. If you can cheat him, you will cheat him. If you can scheme with him, you will scheme with him. It’s too tiring to team up with him to do something. It’s really too tiring. Guard against those outside. Not to mention the danger, you still have to be careful inside.

Su Bai turned on the computer and started searching for some information, "Did the monk mention Xuanyun Temple before? I remember it was quite famous. I went to that place when I traveled to Xi'an. It was much more interesting than the Big Wild Goose Pagoda." Then, Su Bai shook his head, "Sure enough, there is no news at all on the Internet."

The fat man came over and sat down at Su Bai's desk. "Let's not talk about the temple for now. Let the monk go back and clean up. Tomorrow Gyatso and I will go buy some daily necessities. Yes, I’ll lend you my car, but you can’t drive it now anyway.”

Su Bai threw the keys to his Poussin car directly from the drawer to the fat man.

The fat man said with some regret: "Damn it, if you didn't get crazy and do those bad things, the thing I borrowed now should be a good sports car, tsk tsk tsk."

Gyatso also came over at this time and looked at the screen.

Immediately, Gyatso took out his mobile phone and looked at it again, and said: "Things in Xi'an should not be simple. I once visited several ancient temples in Xi'an from Xichuan, and also made friends with two local listeners in Xi'an. I added WeChat But I just sent them a message and they haven’t responded to me yet.”

"Maybe someone is knocking me on the back and I don't have time to reply to you." The fat man said.

Gyatso frowned, "Knock on the back? What do you mean?"

"It's just big health care." The fat man looked like you know what he said.

Gyatso shook his head, "Impossible. Of these two people, one posts a Buddhist prayer in the circle of friends every day, and the other posts a photo of his daughter every day in order to record the moments when his daughter grows up. This habit has become They have been persisting for several years, but since the day before yesterday, they have not updated their circle of friends for several days in a row. When I contacted Qilu, he just said that Xuanyun Temple, his monastic temple, has also disappeared. It should be related to this turmoil. The relationship is very deep.”

Su Bai suddenly remembered something and searched for a saved phone number on his phone. This number was actually a website, a forum website. His information was leaked for some unknown reason, and someone took the initiative to find him and tell him. about this forum.

After logging into this forum, Su Bai found that the forum was actually divided into regions. Each province in China, including Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, had its own exclusive section. Su Bai clicked on Shaanxi Province in Xi'an.

The posts here are not updated very frequently, because if the audience has nothing to do, they will not be bored enough to come here to update the posts. However, the posts in the Shaanxi section are very active today. If you look at it, the first fifty posts are all from today. Published.

The first one is "Holy crap, what happened to the audience here in Shaanxi? Are they almost dead? Are there any Shaanxi audience alive?"

Most of the comments below are similar. They were probably not posted by local listeners in Shaanxi, but were completely copied by listeners from other provinces.

"The matter looks really serious. I didn't see any local audience in Shaanxi coming to post and explain." Su Bai said, lighting a cigarette.

"Something big must have happened there. Now it seems that the death of local listeners in Shaanxi is not an isolated phenomenon. I estimate that if it is no longer used, it will affect other listeners outside Shaanxi Province."

"Then the matter is serious." The fat man took an apple and walked over while eating it. "I tell you, the monk himself shouldn't go back. It's too dangerous. This matter is obviously serious enough for small people like us." It’s time for Xiami to join in, and there’s no benefit to be seen, so who would be stupid enough to run over at this time?”

The monk wearing an apron came out at this time and glanced at the fat man. The fat man turned his head and pretended that he had said nothing.

The monk placed a string of Buddhist beads on the ground, and then placed a cassock on the ground. Then, the monk looked at Su Bai. He knew that Su Bai had lost the ability to move, so he put down two pieces and said seriously:

"Xuanyun Temple is the home of the poor monk, and it is also the root of the poor monk. No matter what, the poor monk has to go back and take a look. The cassock, this is Gyatso for you, and the beads, this is the fat man for you. As long as you accompany the poor man, The monk returns to Xi'an and helps the poor monk find Xuanyun Temple. In addition, the poor monk promises that if you encounter real danger, you can leave by yourself first."

Gyatso was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the monk to be so determined.

The fat man spat out the apple in his mouth and said angrily: "Fuck, monk, who do you think I am, Zhang Bayi? Am I the kind of person who would stand by and watch when my friends are in trouble at home?

You actually brought these things out, what do you mean?

Do you look down on me, Zhang Bayi?

If you don't give me anything, why don't I, Zhang Bayi, go home with you to check on the situation?

I sue you, monk, for looking down on others. "

While speaking righteously to the fat man, he walked over and immediately held the prayer beads in his hand.

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