Chapter 91: Mr. Li, the King of Egypt's Tomb Raiders (2)
As he lowered his head to drink the soup, I watched intently at the area from the top of his head to his back.
That's where the vital points of the human body are most concentrated, and if you want to kill him, you have to start from here.
"Death does not distinguish between high and low, nor does birth. The only thing that makes us happy is giving. It is a truth that cannot be ignored in nature that farmers dedicate barley crops, workers dedicate products, and merchants dedicate high-quality and inexpensive commodities. All those who are present today are bathed in the light of the Buddha, cleanse all dust pollution, and want to be bright and bright, and to be rich and rich......" Baima's original voice is like a bell, and every sentence is conveyed to all directions.
The war in the Middle East has been protracted, and many US media have called the Pentagon's dispatch of troops to the Middle East the "second Vietnam War" and accused the White House of sending US troops into the quagmire of war for the second time.
From a political point of view, the war has sparked heated debates in the state and non-governmental media, which are only related to national interests and geopolitics, but do not help to improve the living conditions of the people in the ruins after the war.
According to the news, in addition to the prayer ceremony, Baima Chuxin also brought a large amount of donations, food, and daily necessities, giving strong support to the refugees, and improving the quality of life of refugees in at least three neighboring provinces.
The festival helps refugees spiritually, while charitable donations help them materially, which is the highest level of philanthropy, which is thousands of times better than several European and American philanthropists in the world.
"Well, is it Mr. Li?" When the picture changed, the fat man suddenly screamed softly.
In the picture, a burly middle-aged Chinese man with a square face is standing on a truck full of supplies, loudly instructing volunteers wearing red ribbons to distribute rice, biscuits and bottled water to refugees. When he waved his hand to speak, the refugees, who had been noisy and crowded, all quieted down, turned their backs upwards and listened to him.
"Mr. Li, the king of Egyptian tomb robbers...... With him standing up for Master Baima, who would dare to sabotage this ritual? The fat man nodded lightly and said thoughtfully.
After the war, all kinds of illegal organizations in the Middle East were rampant, at most in the hundreds, all of them armed with guns and weapons, and swaggered through the market with weapons discarded by the rebels. These organizations are not managed by anyone, and they roar and loot homes, often causing several tragic disasters in a single day.
If these people were to attack the puja, it would cause the greatest disruption to Master Pema's philanthropy, and the consequences would be unimaginable.
Mr. Li is the uncrowned king of the Egyptian underground gangs, although the outside world only calls him the "king of tomb robbers", his real strength has long stepped out of the tomb robbery world, spanning the five worlds of scholars, agriculture, industry, commerce, and learning, and his fame, status, prestige and financial resources are beyond the reach of the Egyptian president.
The fact that such a Chinese figure is willing to be on the front line of charity is of great significance for the refugees to regain their confidence and rebuild their homes.
When I saw him, I couldn't help but admire him from the bottom of my heart, and I also felt a sense of sympathy.
That kind of Chinese bigwig is my role model for lifelong learning - if you are poor, you will be good alone, and if you are good, you will help the world.
"It's strange—" the fat man continued, "he is obviously an enemy of the Heartless Sect, but every time I see him, I always admire him with sincere admiration, as if I saw my most respected teacher. Mr. Long, what do you think? ”
He turned up the sound of the television to the highest level, and Mr. Li's voice was faintly audible in the news.
Mr. Li spoke to the refugees in English, which translates into Chinese, which roughly means: "Don't hate anyone, the same people, they are brothers and sisters, and they are people who can be trusted and relied on all their lives...... I am sending the necessities of life to everyone, not for you to hoard alone, but to lend your hands to pass on and disperse to more poor people. I assure you that rice, flour, soap, candles will be coming from Egypt in a steady stream, and power lines and water pipes will be laid within a week to provide lighting and drinking water...... If there are still people in your relatives and friends who are armed with guns, please try to persuade them to lay down their weapons and become new people...... Nation-building is everyone's responsibility, and if you live on this land and belong to this country, you must take responsibility for building it and protecting it. It does not belong to the Americans, nor to the British, nor to the French, but to yourselves, to your descendants. All I can do is provide food and water to help people get through this. The real rise of the nation depends on your ......"
These words are full of positive energy, especially when spoken from the mouth of a righteous and awe-inspiring person, which is even more convincing.
The TV screen zooms in, and Mr. Long's face clearly appears in the center of the screen.
The fat man suddenly turned his head and looked at my face.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
The fat man smiled: "I think his appearance is somewhat similar to yours...... Hehe, Asians look very close, almost two out of every 1,000 people look the same, it's funny. ”
I don't think I have a resemblance to Mr. Long, he is a famous Chinese gang boss, but I am unknown, and the temperament and demeanor of the two are very different, and it is difficult to compare.
In the next paragraph of the news, Mr. Li and Bai Ma Chuxin stood side by side and waved to the refugees.
The scene was thunderous, and the refugees spontaneously bowed to the two, as if on pilgrimage.
"Mr. Li has never been a man of fame, but he rarely leaves Egypt and does not want to show himself on such occasions. This time, why did you accompany Master Baima here? The fat man muttered to himself as he picked up the phone and dialed.
After this news broadcast, the fat man's phone was also connected.
"Check a large-scale Dharma meeting held in the Middle East in two days, the one who went to the altar to pray for blessings was the Tibetan Baima Chuxin Master, and the one who presided over the donation was Mr. Wang Li, the Egyptian tomb robber. The direction of investigation is not Mr. Li's old accounts, but the whereabouts of the Dunhuang fragments in the Middle East. I have a gut feeling...... Although the huge waves of the Middle East raised by the red dragon have subsided, a catastrophe has been brewing under this calm. Okay, go and check, make a list of the Middle Eastern tycoons who are most likely to have the Dunhuang fragments, and then make a list of the gang forces that Mr. Li can mobilize, and order the eyeliners planted in the gangs in Egypt and the Middle East to act immediately, and transmit Mr. Li's movements every two hours. I ordered everyone to be vigilant, as long as there is a Dunhuang fragment to show up, at all costs, whether it is buying and selling or stealing, and all illegal means must be taken in Mr. Li's hand first, and the detailed photos will be sent to me as soon as possible. Okay, okay, let's check it out......" The fat man said this in one breath, relieved, and his tense body instantly relaxed.
The soup in the bowl was already cold, and the fat man didn't care, holding the bowl in both hands and drinking it all.
"I'm a little out of shape, am I?" The fat man asked with a smile as he held the empty bowl.
I shook my head and kept silent.
The importance of the Dunhuang fragment is self-evident, not only because it has a high collection value, but also because it can help uncover the secrets of Dunhuang.
In the late '70s, the name sparked a worldwide "search" craze, and the big collectors became obsessed with it, even if it was just a "suspected fragment", and it was sold for thousands of dollars a page in the antique market.
I have checked the information, and the reason why this trend has risen is because a well-known authoritative person personally declared that "the Dunhuang fragment contains the secret of eternal life".
I don't want to mention that authoritative person's name Weizhen Huanyu, because those three words are more well-known to Chinese than the Xinhua Dictionary.
In any European country, there are multimillionaires and powerful people, and when their pursuit of money and power reaches its peak, the next thing they pursue must be "eternal life".
Only when life lasts forever can we always keep money and power, and live with the sun and the moon, and with heaven and earth.
It was the monarchs of the small European countries who started by plundering and conquest that suddenly pushed up the value of the Dunhuang fragments, and made the eyes of the world's great figures unanimously turn to the ancient Dunhuang in the Western Regions.
From the 70s of the last century to the present, nearly 50 years have passed, but mankind's fanatical pursuit of Dunhuang fragments has always existed.
In the past 50 years, the number of centenarians in Europe has increased by 40,000, 110, 120, 3,000, 400, 140, and 47. As for the number of people over the age of 150, it is no longer included in scientific statistics.
Experts have combed through the life trajectories of each old man and come to a convincing conclusion that these families of elderly people who have greatly improved their lives are more or less related to the Dunhuang fragments.
Experts are convinced that the secret to eternal life exists in the Dunhuang fragments.
Unfortunately, these rationales were still in their infancy, and the war for Kuwait had already begun. When the theory approached maturity, it triggered the second Gulf War.
The first battle was that the Red Dragon led the army to sweep through Kuwait, looting all the national treasures and civil secrets of Kuwait, and transporting them back to Iraq; In the second war, the Red Dragon was unafraid of the United States-British coalition forces*, aircraft, and artillery, claiming that there was a way to break away from the large-scale attack of the military weapons of the great powers, which eventually led to the destruction of the country and the family.
After listening to the fat man's phone call, I was able to connect many historical events that happened in the Middle East and form a very credible chain of evidence around the Dunhuang fragments.
"Eternal life...... What a tempting topic, I guess, what else can a successful person like Mr. Li rekindle his passion except for 'eternal life'? The fat man muttered.
I don't want to ask any questions, because all the clues are hidden in historical events, big and small, and are not on the table. The Xinyue Wuxiang faction has its own gang rules, and the fat man is not my confidant and friend, everyone is just a cooperative relationship.
Speak lightly and deeply, and act tabooly.
The Red Dragon is dead, and if you want to verify the truth of these historical events, you have to ask the Pentagon and Area 51.
"Why don't you speak? Are you tired or annoyed? "The fat man realized my excessive silence.
"I don't speak, I just feel that everything is a secret of your faction, and it is inconvenient to ask more. Regarding the Dunhuang fragments, the legends of the rivers and lakes are confused, I don't know which thing is true and which thing is false, and how to judge right and wrong? In front of you, I feel like I have a layer of window paper to say anything, because—" I almost blurted out the true identity of the fat man, but fortunately I stopped it at the last minute.
The fat man frowned: "I always felt that we could become very close friends?" ”
He turned off the TV and turned to walk out.