C99 Baima Temple and the Purple Tung Garden

Fan Cunlong released Dan Fan's hand and stood behind me without saying a word.

I looked at Dan Fan and said smilingly, "Single Squad Leader, how are you? I'll have to trouble you to take care of the safety of this place. If you have any requests, feel free to mention them.

"Yes, yes, Zheng, don't worry, I will do my best."

"I look forward to your performance." Shrugging my shoulders, I lead the way out of the house. The group should have already arrived at a warehouse that was arranged according to my orders.

"Old Wu, what is Dan Fan doing here alone?" I looked at the darkening sky and wondered if I should go and talk to the guy about the old days.

Wu Huai said: "Originally, that team was all here, and they were familiarizing themselves with the environment here. Just now, Dan Fan told them to go back to the company to retrieve their equipment, and they needed to start controlling it."

"You sound pretty professional. It's a good thing that you're meticulous. Once the news of this dreams of Grandeur is spread out, I'm afraid you'll attract a lot of people who want to do it." Old Wu, you have a lot of pressure! "

"Even if I have to hand over these old bones here, it's worth it!" Wu Huai never backed down from saying this, and I have no doubt that he was really obsessed with antiques.

I smiled. "You can't say that. There will be a lot of things that you'll have to do in the future. You'll have to see a lot of glory!" Cun Long, hand the thing over to Old Wu, we need to do something. "

"Boss, that day …"

"Seven days later, August 18th. Let's do the same thing. Oh right, Old Wu, don't open the black cloth that is wrapped around you.

According to my guess, in that story, I only dispelled the resentment of the woman in the coffin. Although her resentment was enormous, it was not the only thing that existed in the dream. There were still some undesirable things on it. Perhaps those who died because of it all gave it a karmic effect.

This sort of thing required time to slowly resolve. It was like an illness drawing threads, and anxiety was useless.

The Violet Tong Courtyard was located next to the White Horse Temple in a famous temple in Chang'an. In the past, when Chen Xuanzang returned from Heaven, the Great Emperor of the Chastity Temple had built this White Horse Temple for his royal brother. Chen Xuanzang then once again immersed himself in cultivation, researching buddhist arts, and eventually passed away in the White Horse Temple. This made this place a holy land of buddhism.

At that time, I came here to tour, and when I went into the White Horse Temple to feel the smell of incense, I bought it on a whim. The surroundings were extremely quiet. The morning bell of the buddhist temple could be heard every day. If one were to stand on the balcony, one would be able to hear the monks' devout morning lessons.

Plus, this is the fourth time I've been here in two years. Sometimes I think it's a waste, and then I think it's a necessary thing to do at the time.

Since he already had the idea of entering Chang'an, he naturally had to find a place to settle down.

The huge room was spotless, and from the glass wall five meters high on the first floor, one could see the beautiful scenery outside. The panoramic skylight on the third floor made it easier to feel the wrath of heaven on a night filled with thunder and lightning.

When he first arrived, Fan Cunlong was obviously not used to it. When he first entered, the security guards at the entrance asked for his pass, Fan Cunlong almost did not get a punch in the face.

"Relax, just treat this as the home of the Weicheng." I half lay on the couch, thinking that pleasure was easy enough to make people lazy, and then I picked up the radiotelephone on the table and called the loser.

"Hello, who is this?" A gruff voice came from the other end of the line.

"Boss Chen, who do you think I am?" This is how your family answers the phone, why aren't you being polite at all? " I replied in a strange voice.

Chen Qingzhi, the boss of my dorm when I was in university. Perhaps it was due to the common ailment of all the young people, at that time, almost every dormitory had a boss, second brother, third brother. At that time, Chen Qingzhi was the oldest, so he naturally became the head of the dorm.

Chen Qingzhi had a strong background, but he hid it well until the day of our graduation. At that time, his old man was already a commander in the rank of major general, and he had been developing in the army for the past few years. He had a good reputation, and he was promoted to the rank of Major Battalion Commander before he reached the age of 28.

"Damn!" Fourth Brat, what kind of bullsh * t is this today to be able to hear your phone call. "

"The wind that brought me to Chang'an is called the east wind. "How about it, do you have some time now, Boss Chen? Come out for a drink."

"You must have time, even if you don't have time, you must have time! So I can catch you once. Where are you now? " Chen Qingzhi was laughing happily on the other end of the phone.

I replied, "The Violet Tong Courtyard."

Chen Qingzhi said, "Good! "You brat, just wait there for me. I'll go pick you up right now."

Chen Qingzhi knew that my residence at the Violet Tong Garden was usually cleaned by him.

"This house is too big and uncomfortable. It's empty by itself, so I don't usually like coming here." I said to Fan Cunlong, but he just chuckled, looking completely harmless.

"It's just that in the days to come, it might be difficult to find peace and quiet like this in the Weicheng. Who knows what thunder lightning will strike tomorrow!" Maybe it's not that I can't find the peace and quiet in Weicheng, but the things that I need to do, are already destined to be difficult for me to calm down.

"Take off the bow, we still have to go out to eat later. Calculate it, we just ate some porridge and pickled vegetables this morning until now. We'll catch that guy later and kill him no matter what."

Fan Cunlong is like a dull gourd, sometimes when you speak to him, he would only answer once unless absolutely necessary. I think that if that Happy Treasure of Xiao Ha was here, this life of his wouldn't be so dull and boring. Especially when Lil Thing was having an affair with Zhao QIu, the two of them. It would often cause many to be rendered utterly speechless by the actions of Lil Thing.

In less than half an hour, the sound of someone honking a horn could be heard from outside. Just by listening to this unbridled rhythm, I knew that Chen Qingzhi had arrived. Amongst my friends, only Chen Qingzhi would do something like this.

Sure enough, after a short while, the gate of the courtyard started to shake. I walked out and Chen Qingzhi, who was dressed in casual clothes, shouted at me, "Fourth Bro, hurry up and open the door. Big Bro is here!"

"Coming, coming, don't break the door. It's expensive."

"Esteemed grandpa, hurry up and come out to drink. Otherwise, you'll be leaving the rules to serve!"

"Alright, alright. You're the boss, aren't you? You can move the rules anytime you want." Fan Cunlong was two steps behind me, he looked at Chen Qingzhi curiously.

"Yo!" Fourth Bro, this is? " Just as Chen Qingzhi asked his question, Fan Cunlong said: "Hello, Brother Chen, I am Zheng's bodyguard."

"Hello hello bodyguard. Fourth Bro, you are really overbearing right now. Even a bodyguard has been added." Perhaps he had instinctively felt that Fan Cunlong was not ordinary, and these words were said to me, but his eyes had always been sizing up Fan Cunlong.

"Scram, no matter how arrogant you are, you can't be compared to me, a twenty-eight-year-old major. Boss Chen, you're one of the best brothers amongst us." Also, let me introduce you. This is Fan Cunlong, one of my little brothers.

"Alright, alright, I understand. Get on first." As he spoke, Chen Qingzhi opened the door of the military jeep. The interior was extremely spacious.

"I say, Boss Chen, our prestige has not diminished since then. Why did you come out with your military license plate without changing it?" I noticed the white license plate, which was completely different from a normal license plate, and I thought about a time when this guy had almost been punished for his private use of a military vehicle.

Chen Qingzhi patted his head and said, "I was too careless. I changed it now. I hope it didn't attract the attention of those grandsons."

The transportation system of the military vehicles had no authority. However, every local army had a special road inspection, which was equivalent to the internal security team of the army. Not only did they care about the military vehicles, they also cared about whether or not the soldiers' every word or action outside the army violated the rules of the army.

After getting back on the bus, the sound of the engine became deafening. The car's body shot out like an arrow that had been released from a bow. When it passed the security booth at the door, the security guards were so frightened that they quickly pulled the barricade up.

"Where are we going? Don't go too far, we're still hungry." On the road, the neon lights in the surroundings gradually lit up. Chen Qingzhi had no choice but to slow down in the middle of the traffic.

He said, "It won't be very far. Let's go to the Overlord Pavilion."

"Forget it. I'm not satisfied with eating in a place like that. Let's find a place with grounding qi so we can have a meal."

The King's Pavilion is a very famous private place in the Chang'an City. However, if I eat in that place, I will always feel that I'm missing something.

Chen Qingqi slowed down his car. He thought for a while and said, "Turn around ahead. Let's go back to the residential street and eat at the night market."

"That's a good place!" One street is almost filled with Chang'an's food culture, and that's it. "

Returning People Street was a famous place in Chang'an. Although it was not a high-end place to buy food, the people of Chang'an had always admired it like it was their most precious jewel. Barbecue, meat skewers, mutton steamed buns, Guan Dong cooked. As long as one could think of a delicacy, they would be able to find it on the Returning People Street.

The theme here would always be one of only two words. One was human, while the other was food. It was said that the common people ate the sky. Perhaps it was the perfect combination of these two words, so it could only continue to flourish on Returning People's Street.

Chen Qingzhi found a place to park the car and the three of us squeezed into the crowd. The already hot weather made us sweat profusely.

We ordered four kebabs of barbecue, a table of cold vegetables, and a case of beer from a barbecue shop called Tiger Zhou, and immediately began to eat and drink.

Speaking of which, Chen Qingzhi and I have not seen each other for almost half a year. Every time we come to Chang'an City, we would leave in a hurry, and there would be no way for us to stay for long.