Chapter 778: The Pattern of the Golden Coffin

It was the weekend, there were a lot of people in the Internet café, Zhang Xiaoya walked into the Internet café, glanced around, and didn't see Yang Lang, she frowned slightly, turned around and wanted to leave, she didn't know why Yang Lang had to ask her out so late, if it wasn't for Yang Lang's unintention to help her out, she wouldn't have agreed to fall in love with Yang Lang!

During this period of time, she finally saw Yang Lang's character clearly, but she didn't think about breaking up, she wanted to gradually change Yang Lang, after all, Yang Lang's nature is not bad, and there is still a chance to save!

"You're Xiaoya, aren't you?" asked a man who suddenly walked over and spoke.

Zhang Xiaoya glanced at the other party, she had come to the Internet café several times to surf the Internet, and knew that this person was the network administrator, "You are?"

"I'm a friend of Yang Lang, he is playing cards with the boss inside, saying that I want to take a look, take you over first, and when he finishes these two games, he will go back with you immediately!" the man said.

Zhang Xiaoya frowned slightly, "Forget it, I'll wait for him here!"

"Don't, let's go in, he's waiting inside, it's just two steps, if I can't take you over, Brother Yang should scold me again!" the man said.

Zhang Xiaoya hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.

Following the man, she walked to the innermost part of the Internet café, Zhang Xiaoya knew that this was the office area of the Internet café, she followed into a room, but as soon as she stepped in, she was stunned!

Zhang Xiaoya actually saw Yang Lang kneeling on the ground, a bald man sitting in the middle of the office, and there were two or three people standing next to him!

When Yang Lang saw Zhang Xiaoya really come in, his face suddenly turned earthy, and he glanced at the bald head, "Brother Guang, please spare her!"

Zhang Xiaoya's eyes widened, and she turned around and wanted to open the door and go out, but she saw that the person behind her had closed the door and blocked the door!

"You...... What do you want to do?" Zhang Xiaoya said in surprise.

The bald man laughed, "What do you think we can do?"

While speaking, several people have already surrounded him!

"You...... You guys...... Yang Lang!

"Shouting, you shouting, it's useless to shout and break your throat!" said this, and the bald head walked up and tore Zhang Xiaoya's clothes!

"Zila!"

The sound of clothes tearing makes people feel excited, the bald head loosens the belt and takes off the clothes, and the whole person feels extraordinary excitement!

Director Liu stood outside, with a wave of his hand, the armed police who rushed to the front kicked open the door and rushed in, "The police are not allowed to move when handling the case!"

The scene fell silent all of a sudden, and Yang Lang collapsed to the ground!

Yang Bo stood outside the Internet café, watching them being escorted out one by one, Brother Guang's bald head looked shiny, under the street lamp, like a small light bulb, Yang Lang was like a dead dog, he was weak, and was helped out by the police.

Zhang Xiaoya's shirt has been torn, wrapped in curtains, and the look of horror on her face has not subsided, this is really a nightmare, a lingering nightmare!

Yang Bo looked at the girl's expression and was a little unbearable, but fortunately, it didn't happen.

The group was taken away, Yang Bo thanked Director Liu, and wanted to invite the other party to dinner, but was politely rejected by Director Liu, so Yang Bo didn't say much and drove away.

After returning to Jinling and resting for the night, Yang Bo greeted Lu Dongxing and planned to leave Jinling.

Lu Dongxing stopped him and said: "Are you okay, let's rest in Jinling for two days before leaving, what happened last time was really scary!"

Yang Bo smiled: "It's okay, I climbed the Purple Mountain again, and there was no reaction." ”

Lu Dongxing was very surprised, "You are really bold, since you know that there is danger, you have to go again!"

Yang Bo smiled: "It's just curious!"

Lu Dongxing said helplessly: "Pay attention to your own safety!"

Yang Bo chatted with Lu Dongxing again, took a plane, and returned to Dijing.

Back in the courtyard, Yang Bo has been holding the golden coffin to study, wanting to take out the Buddha bone relics from the golden coffin, he always feels that he seems to be somewhat involved with this Buddha bone relic, this feeling is becoming more and more urgent, but for how to open the golden coffin, he has no clue!

Yue Junyao noticed the golden coffin in Yang Bo's hand and couldn't help but ask, "How did you buy this kind of thing and come back?"

Yang Bo looked up, "Do you recognize?"

Yue Junyao nodded slightly, "The golden coffin and silver coffin are the burial tools of the Buddhist monk An Zeng's relics!"

Yang Bo was stunned for a moment, he really didn't know this kind of thing, "Has it always been like this?"

"You yourself are short-sighted, after Shakyamuni Nirvana, his relics were divided into eight parts to the eight countries of Tianzhu to build a tower in the past, and then the custom of offering relics prevailed, after it was transmitted to China, someone invented a gold coffin and a silver coffin to hold the relics. Yue Junyao said.

Yang Bo gently put the golden coffin on the table and said to Yue Junyao: "Come and see this object, there should be relics inside, but I haven't found a place that can be opened." ”

Yue Junyao came over and sat aside, she picked up the golden coffin and looked at it carefully.

After a long while, Yue Junyao put down the golden coffin, and her eyebrows tightened, "The golden coffin can't be poured as a whole, I always feel that there is a problem with the texture, could it be a problem with the texture?"

Yang Bo was very surprised, "How is this possible?"

Yue Junyao shook her head, "I can't see it, you can study it yourself slowly!"

Yang Bo stared at the lines on the golden coffin, the lines on the golden coffin were fine, and it looked like there was a mysterious rhythm, but Yang Bo felt that this rhythm was difficult to grasp, and after studying for two days, he was unable to find the secret.

The days passed soothingly, more than ten days passed in a flash, Cui Yiping called him, and the entertainment company was about to be established, and the company's opening ceremony was about to be held.

At this time, it was already December, the heating in the imperial capital had begun, and it was very cold outside, Yang Bo was not afraid of the cold because of his cultivation of aura.

There was a light snow last night, I got up early in the morning, a thin layer of snow was spread in the yard, Yang Bo had breakfast, and took Yue Junyao to the company's opening ceremony.

The company's acquisition, as well as the preliminary preparations, Yang Bo did not participate, if the opening ceremony does not show up, I am afraid that Cui Yiping will be crazy and scolding!

Yang Bo came over in advance, and he found Cui Yiping, "There is no errand, just give orders!"

Cui Yiping glared at Yang Bo, "Do you dare to say, is this your company, or my company?

Yang Bo laughed, "This is our company, of course I'm not afraid." ”

Many employees saw Yang Bo for the first time, they were still smiling before they saw Cui Yiping, and when they saw that person was directly angry, they couldn't help but be a little curious, but they didn't expect Cui Yiping to give them a chance to inquire at all, and said directly: "This is our boss, Mr. Cui Yibo!"

The audience burst into applause.