Chapter 153 Arrival in Lhasa
I became increasingly unable to see what Liu Jingtang wanted to do. From Qinglong Mountain, to the ghost coffin by the Yellow River, to the Yinshang Tiger Talisman and the Snow Mountain in the Snow District, it seemed that Liu Jingtang was everywhere. I could feel that Liu Jingtang seemed to be playing a big game of chess, but what was the purpose of his chess planning? Is it the eight-character proverb left by Liu Bowen for Liu Yuanhua? Or is there another hidden story? At that time, I thought that Liu Jingtang, a blind man from Jiangnan, was the secret in Qinglong Mountain. Now it seems that the Nine Dragon Coffin in Qinglong Mountain seems to be just a link in his many layouts, and can account for a large proportion, but definitely not all.
I have been to Nanjing and have had in-depth contact with the people of the Liu family. It is precisely because of this that I admire Liu Jingtang even more. He has been dead for many years and his younger brother Liu Zhiyuan has also passed away. Nalan Jingde, the number one in killing in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, also took Xiao Ziyan to travel around the world. He said he was traveling around the world, but in fact he had the intention of leaving the whirlpool of the Liu family. Although the current Liu family is a prominent family in Nanjing, its influence can no longer be the same as before. Liu Zhiyuan's various layouts decades ago have even had an impact on the direction of many things now.
I even wondered, if Liu Jingtang lived to this day, would what he had sought have been realized?
——Zhao Wuji was very fast preparing. In this day, as long as he had money, everything could be done quickly. Before leaving, Fatty and Lao Wangtou had a meal together. The fat man was drunk and kept thinking wildly, saying that he had implicated me. So this time he went to Tibet, he had to take him with me no matter what. I was so rubbed by him that I could not help but think that he was drunk. Who could only temporarily agree to him. Lao Wangtou drank two glasses of wine and his face began to turn red like a monkey butt. After that, we chatted all night, and the things we talked about were messy. Early the next morning, Yuan Tiandao and Zhao Wuji, we met.
We met again after the first meeting at Xinghualou that day. Yuan Tiandao said that what we were going to go through this time should be done quietly. With your toes, you can think that Qingmu and the Liu family in Nanjing must be closely following our every move. The most important thing is that Yuan Tiandao said that after he arrived in Tibet, he still wanted to find a way to determine which snow mountain was the one that Pangolin landed on that year. In other words, there were too many uncertain factors during this trip, so Zhao Wuji sent all the equipment he purchased to Lhasa through logistics. He found a friend to pick up the goods there, and the equipment had been done. As for us, because there is no direct flight to Lhasa in Luoyang, Zhao Wuji suggested that we drive by car to appreciate the great mountains of the motherland. I have no objection to this. Yuan Tiandao also said that self-driving is feasible, and Zhao Wuji prepared two Hummers as tools for our trip.
Just as we were about to leave, the fat man came to my place with a big bag and said that I promised to take him with me last night. This made me very embarrassed, but the fat man was very determined to go. He said that this happened because of him, and that this matter was related to his grandfather. Now that his grandfather is dead, he should have inherited this matter. I definitely can't make the decision. I can only look at Yuan Tiandao. Yuan Tiandao nodded and said, "Let's go, there are many people to take care of him."
We are me, Fatty and Yuan Tiandao, and Zhao Wuji also brought a person. He introduced that this person was named Heizi, a professional special forces soldier. Heizi was obviously a professional driver and part-time bodyguard. After we got together, Zhao Wuji was very particular and set off a 30,000-roar firecracker behind the car and said that he wished us a good journey. Then the two cars started to set off directly on the road.
These things have caused me to have not rested every day and my spirits are weak, so I slept in the dark as soon as I got on the road. Fatty and Yuan Tiandao took turns driving. After all, we were not traveling, so we walked on the road very quickly, almost day and night. I slept all day and night and couldn't sleep anymore. So I chatted with Yuan Tiandao in a mess. I learned that Kunlun is growing very fast now and now I can stand alone. However, although the bent back Lao Liu still never concealed his appreciation for Kunlun, he has never been able to accept Kunlun as his closed disciple according to Yuan Tiandao's plan. My third uncle Lin Pojun has now truly become the king of the underground world of Fangcheng and the power model.
The circumference has now extended to the cities around Fangcheng. In the past two years, he has no longer been stuck in the gangsters, and has even started to start a real estate business. Finally, our topic talks about my second uncle Lin Changsheng. The emergence of the second uncle, Gai Jiuyou's personal disciple, attracted a lot of attention. The murderer Lin Changsheng also declared war on the Ma family in the Northeast. Everyone thinks that Lin Changsheng, whose style of conduct is very similar to Gai Jiuyou, will go to the capital to find a bend of test six to declare war, to complete the world's number one that Gai Jiuyou did not complete back then. Who knew that my second uncle Lin Changsheng disappeared again after coming out of Sanlitun. However, everyone knows that when Lin Changsheng came out of the mountain, he was the time to end the grudges of Gai Jiuyou and the bend of the six hundred years.
We were just rushing like this, except for the necessary rest and rest, almost all the time was on the road. After entering the snow area, I was immersed in the unique and magnificent scenery of the snow area. It seemed that I could get a moment of tranquility between the world. After arriving in Lhasa, my friends from Zhao Wuji had already helped us settle down and ate the special food here. The fat man was covered in fat. As soon as we arrived at the snow area, he had a very serious altitude sickness. Before he could rest, he was sent to the hospital. After temporarily settled here, all of us looked at Yuan Tiandao, because every step we had to take next, we could only listen to his command.
So far, Yuan Tiandao has not told us what method he should use to find the snow mountain where the pangolin landed. We did not ask. Everything comes from our trust in him. However, it has been three days since Lhasa. Yuan Tiandao stayed in the hotel all day and did not go out. Not to mention whether Zhao Wuji was anxious or not, I wanted to ask him what was going on. Just when I could hardly help it, two lamas suddenly came to the hotel hall on that day. Tibet is a place with a strong religious atmosphere. Lamas were both monks and political controllers in Tibet for a long time. Even now people respected lamas very much. I am very unfamiliar with lamas. After all, what I studied before was metaphysical and Taoist, but because of my lack of understanding, these lamas were even more mysterious.
After we walked out of the elevator, Yuan Tiandao said to me: "You go and sit next to me. If I don't call you, don't come over."
I could only nod and agree. Why did it be so mysterious? We don’t know, and we dare not ask. I could only walk to the corner and find a table to sit down. I secretly observed the two lamas. These two lamas were like master-disciple relationships. One was already very old, and the little lama had a full face of spiritual energy. When Yuan Tiandao sat in front of these two lamas, the old lama nodded, and the little lama looked at Yuan Tiandao curiously. Then it seemed that Yuan Tiandao had nothing to study. He kept looking around, looking like an innocent child.
When I saw Yuan Tiandao take out his cell phone and hand it to the old lama, I finally guessed Yuan Tiandao's method. What he asked the old lama to see must be the mysterious Sanskrit scriptures on the female corpse I took at that time. When Yuan Tiandao saw these photos, he had seen similar scriptures in Tibet. After seeing these photos, the old lama, who was originally very calm, suddenly became nervous. His voice suddenly increased, and his speech speed changed rapidly and he said something to Yuan Tiandao, but I couldn't understand what he said.
The old lama suddenly became so nervous that naturally attracted people in the hall to look at each other. I couldn't understand his words and was scratching my head. At this time, I saw a local dress sitting in front of me. I walked over and handed a cigarette and said, "Brother, can you understand my words?"
"It must be possible, what's wrong? I won't smoke, thank you." The man said.
"I don't understand what that old lama is saying. Can you translate it?" I asked.
"He said that man was a madman, that was the place where God fell and the place of punishment of heaven. If he went there, it would bring unprecedented disasters." The buddy said.
"He said so long, but he translated it so short?" I asked.
"Yes, he has been repeating this sentence all the time. It is obvious that he is very angry. You are here for a trip. Many places here are indeed not allowed to visit. I suggest you listen to the lama, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble." The man said.
Chapter completed!