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The magic capital, the center of Chinese commerce, the gathering place of wealth. Its rise is not too long. There are European-style buildings, Jiangnan-style Fengjing Ancient Town, skyscrapers, Laojie teahouses, French pastries, jazz music in the Peace Hotel, silk and bamboo in Yu Garden, magnetic levitation with bullet speed, three yellow chickens in Shaoxing, and cocktails on the Bund.

The magic capital is like a fashionable girl who was born in China but grew up abroad, with a combination of Chinese and Western cultures and a unique temperament.

It was the first time for Lu Zheng to come to the magic capital, a bustling metropolis that showed a unique charm everywhere, which made him feel extremely curious.

After booking a room at the Hanting Hotel, Lu Zheng took a comfortable bath before leisurely coming to the Bund of the Magic City.

The Huangpu River, the landmark river of the magic capital, traverses the magic capital and has many tributaries. Almost instinctively, whenever Lu Zheng arrives at any place, he will first go to see the water, the Huangpu River is rolling and turbulent, and it flows into the place that Lu Zheng dreams of - the sea.

After strolling along the riverside, surrounded by people and shocking China, the Bund is as lively as ever, unaffected.

Blowing the damp wind, Lu Zheng stood by the fence, forcibly suppressing the urge to jump into the river and swim to his heart's content.

In the distance, there was a stone table and stone chair, and two silver-haired old men in casual sportswear were playing chess, talking in a low voice from time to time.

After a game of chess, when the two old men were smiling and sorting out the chessboard, an old lady with gray hair and a sad face suddenly came out of the crowd, rushed to the two old men, spoke inaccurate Mandarin, and cried: "Master Wang, Master Wang, who is Master Wang?"

The thin and withered old man holding the red, with thin eyebrows and small eyes, said to the old man Nunu opposite: "Lao Wang, looking for you." ”

The old man on the opposite side of the black man combed his silver hair meticulously, with a red face, lying silkworm eyebrows, slender eyes, very slender, and frowned when he heard the words: "I am." ”

The old lady wiped the corners of her eyes and cried, "Master Wang, I finally found you." I really can't help it, if you don't help me, my old wife really won't be able to live. ”

The old man frowned, and said with some displeasure: "What is the matter?"

The old lady seemed to be in awe of the old man, and when she heard this, she stopped crying, took out her purse from her pocket, grabbed a handful of tickets and handed them over, and pleaded with a pleading face: "Master Wang, please do something and save my son." ”

The old man was displeased and said: "Nonsense, where will I do anything? If you want to do it, you should go to the Jade Emperor Temple to find a monk." ”

The old lady was stunned for a long time, then took out all the money in this wallet, took out a red-skinned passbook from her pocket, and said with tears in her eyes: "Master Wang, please." You are a divine operator who judges yin and yang and knows the heavens, please, help me find my son. ”

The old man's face was full of impatience, and he waved his hand like a fly: "Hearsay, spread falsehood, you take back the money for me, take it and leave quickly." ”

The old lady knelt on the ground with a puff, kowtowed, and said, "Master Wang, you must help me, help me." ”

Her kowtow attracted the attention of many tourists, who stopped one after another and set their eyes on the old man.

The skinny monkey-like old man laughed and said, "Lao Wang, your fame is not small." ”

The old man smiled bitterly, still unmoved: "You better go, it's better to find the police, I can't help you." With that, he got up and walked away.

The old lady knelt on the ground for a long time, suddenly laughed miserably, lay on the ground, and wept silently.

The thin monkey old man grabbed the sleeve of the old man, and blamed him angrily: "Wang Jing'an, your shelf is getting bigger and bigger." People haven't said anything yet, are you doing such a desperate job?"

This Wang Jing'an's fame seems to be not small, as soon as the name is called, the onlookers next to him immediately began to whisper.

"It turns out that he is Wang Jing'an, Mr. Wang, I heard that fortune telling is particularly accurate. ”

"My aunt has calculated with him, and I heard that he lives in Anping Community, and he doesn't charge hexagram money, but only fate. ”

"Then why don't you help this old lady?"

"There's no fate, but I think fortune tellers are fools, if the fortune teller is accurate, will you sit here and play chess?"

The trivial words fell into his ears, Wang Jingan shook his head with a wry smile, and said in a low voice: "Chongjiang, aren't you harming me." I've already said this, it's better to go to the police. There's really nothing I can do. ”

The thin monkey old man's surname is Zhong Chongjiang, who has been Wang Jing'an's close friend for decades, and he wondered when he heard this: "What is the matter?"

Wang Jing'an lowered his voice in Zhong Chongjiang's ear and said a word, and Zhong Chongjiang said with a spirit: "Really?"

"Is that fake?"

"Then let's go. Zhong Chongjiang hurriedly cleaned up the chess stall and persuaded the old lady bitterly: "Big sister, he really can't help you in this matter." You'd better hurry to the police station, maybe there will be news soon. ”

The old lady raised her head violently and said, "Master Wang, tell me, is my son dead?"

Her words were clueless, Wang Jing'an was silent for a long time, nodded slowly, and sighed: "The festival mourns and changes." ”

With a pop, the old lady fell to the ground and was silent. There was an uproar in the crowd around them, and someone exclaimed, "Oh no, someone has fainted." ”

Lu Zheng was far away, but his ears were outstanding, and he noticed the situation here when he heard the call for help, and he hurried over with curiosity.

The onlookers shouted, but no one came up to help. Zhong Chongjiang glanced at Wang Jing'an, put down the chessboard, hurriedly leaned over, helped the old lady up, pinched the middle of the person, and yelled at the people around him: "What are you doing watching it? Why don't you call 120 quickly, have you let the dog eat your conscience?"

Some of the onlookers looked ashamed, some bowed their heads and left, and only two young people who looked like college students took out their mobile phones from their pockets and began to call the emergency number.

Zhong Chongjiang pressed the crowd for a while, and some of them couldn't spare their hands, and beckoned: "Come, who will give me a hand." ”

As a good young man who has been kind-hearted since he was a child, Lu Zheng stepped out of the crowd, squatted down to help him hold the old lady's shoulder, and let Zhong Chongjiang free his hand to press Yintang and Renzhong.

When things got like this, Wang Jing'an's face was not very good-looking, so he reluctantly leaned over, stopped Zhong Chongjiang's hand, and sighed: "I'll come." ”

His hands were ruddy and shiny, and he skillfully pressed on the back of the old lady's shoulders, pressed his thumb against the middle of the person, lifted the old lady's chin, and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

The old lady woke up faintly, her eyes were blank and said, "Where is this?" No, son, son, where are you?" She grabbed Wang Jing'an's hand, and said with excitement: "Master Wang, Master Wang, please, I'm just such a son......"

Wang Jingan sighed heavily and said, "It's not that I don't want to save you, it's that I can't do anything." You...... It was too late. As he spoke, he sighed and shook his head, and when he wanted to get up and stand up, his eyes swept over Lu Zheng's body, and after only one glance, he trembled all over his body, as if he had seen something very terrible, poof, and squatted on the ground.

Wang Jing'an stared at Lu Zheng like a ghost, her eyes were about to pop out, and her mouth opened into an O-shape.

Zhong Chongjiang was startled when he saw him like this, and hurriedly went over to help, and said anxiously: "Lao Wang, are you okay?"

After the shock of the moment, Wang Jing'an came back to his senses, saw that everyone's eyes fell on him curiously, his old face turned red, he grabbed Zhong Chongjiang's hand and stood up, and reluctantly calmed down: "It's okay, I accidentally fell." ”

Lu Zheng's expression also changed, the expression on Wang Jingan's face just now was definitely not pretended, he could feel the horror from the heart.

His heart sank, this old man was definitely not simple, and he seemed to notice his unusualness.

Lu Zheng stared at Wang Jing'an, smiled and said, "Old man, are you okay?"

Wang Jing'an's mouth was a little unfavorable, and his eyes dodged: "No...... It's okay. ”

Wang Jing'an, who has always been calm and self-contained, and his kung fu skills are outstanding, and Zhong Chongjiang, who was holding his arm, could clearly feel the trembling of his body, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Lao Wang, are you okay......?

"Shut up. Wang Jing'an scolded, took a long sigh of relief, and pulled out a smile at Lu Zheng and said, "This...... I've got a bit of a gaffe to make you laugh. ”

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I went to the cave room last night, and I didn't come back until midnight, so I'm really embarrassed. But the wedding has finally passed, and I can take time to update you.

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