Snow Mountain in H City

"No, it's ...... Why do you want us so much money for all this, you didn't calculate the wrong account! Looking at the expensive price under the bill, Chun Jiahong suddenly doubted his life.

"Yes, sir, look." The waiter pointed to one of the dishes on the bill and explained, "This dish uses high-quality yak meat, the price is definitely more expensive than ordinary beef, and this dish uses our unique wild leeks......"

"Wait! You say yak meat, I believe it! What the hell is a wild leek! Even if you pick it up from the wild, what is the difference between it and your own home, you are a black shop! I'll tell you if you guys have a problem! ”

In the face of such an expensive price, Chun Jiahong is not angry, he is most unaccustomed to such a tricky shop, but they are not here for tourism, and there is still business to do, seeing that Chun Jiahong has to grind for a long time, and finally Cheng Mengyao paid the bill.

After walking out of the store, Chun Jiahong's mouth was still scolding, and in desperation, Cheng Mengyao had to persuade: "This meal is regarded as a meal I invited you, so don't worry about them." ”

"Hey! It's not a question of who spends the money, this group of people is too arrogant! How can you ask for so much money. As he spoke, Chun Jiahong turned his gaze to Mu Liangze's body, "Hey! Don't be happy! This meal is to invite us, not you, after you go back, you will return the money to others, and return the money for your clothes, and you will also pay it back! ”

"I don't need you to say it, I'll pay it back! You're really long-winded! After speaking, Mu Liangze turned around and walked down the street.

Chun Jiahong waved his hand in disgust and walked in the opposite direction.

He ...... Why are they like this, it was pretty good before! Cheng Mengyao asked puzzled.

Wei Bowen smiled speechlessly and said: "It's good to act separately, Tianzhi, Fan Liang, you two follow Miss Cheng to catch up with the captain, his injury is just right, don't let him have an accident, Lu Yu and I follow Mu Liangze, everyone acts separately, and contact each other as soon as there is news." ”

"No problem."

In fact, Mu Liangze didn't have a clue, in this strange environment, he didn't even want to speak, let alone find any Song Bachelor, the reason why he came with him was very simple, that is, to kill the ghost-level xenomorph that Cheng Ziquan invited to help, and he was not interested in other things.

But he didn't expect that Cheng Ziquan didn't even grasp the news that Cheng Mengyao came here, so why not send someone here.

On the road, Mu Liangze didn't look at anything, no one asked, just walked quietly, there were not many people on the street, and I don't know if it was not in time for the tourist season, and there were not many people even setting up stalls.

Not long after walking, a monk-like man walked to Mu Liangze's side, he was about forty years old, wearing a hundred clothes with patches in many places, one hand with a cane, and the other with a wooden bowl, quite a monk's appearance.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is a monk in the temple in the mountain, dare to ask the donor to give some money, the poor monk and you are a talisman, I don't know if it is possible." The monk put his palm in front of his nose and bowed respectfully.

Mu Liangze was a little at a loss to return the gift, but he really didn't have any money on him, otherwise it would be interesting to give some change!

"I'm sorry master, I came out too hurriedly this time, do you think I can give it to you next time?"

Mu Liangze's wooden answer made the monk stunned for a moment, but he was indeed not the kind of monk who cheated money.

I saw that the monk took out a talisman made of yellow paper from his arms and put it in Mu Liangze's palm.

"It doesn't matter, the donor doesn't have to care." After speaking, the monk gave another salute to Mu Liangze on crutches, and then walked away.

"Alas, master!" Suddenly, Wei Bowen and Lu Yu came out from the side and stopped the monk.

The monk saluted the two and asked kindly, "Dare to ask the two donors what advice do you have?" ”

Wei Bowen returned the salute, subconsciously glanced at Mu Liangze, took out his wallet, and put all the tickets below 100 in it into the monk's wooden bowl.

"I can't help it, and the poor monks don't dare to ask for so much money." The monk was flattered and waved his hand again and again.

"Master doesn't need to excuse himself, you gave my friend a rare talisman in the world, and I will give you this money is also small." Wei Bowen said.

"The donor's words have tormented the poor monk, and a small talisman is very rare!" The monk excused himself.

At this point, Wei Bowen has eighty percent trust in this monk's words, and a monk like this is really rare in this world.

"I have something I want to ask next, can I ask the master to talk to the teahouse over there?" Wei Bowen asked kindly.

As soon as he heard that Wei Bowen was going to invite him to the teahouse, the monk waved his hand again and again, and politely refused: "It is already a sin for the poor monk's talisman to exchange money, how dare you enter other people's houses and donors' tea again, and this fate cannot be called a fate." ”

After a few words, Mu Liangze also had some interest in the monk in front of him.

"Master, dare to ask you that since you know that it is a sin to collect money, then why do you collect money?" Wei Bowen asked.

"Amitabha, don't hide it, after this month, the wind and snow frequently invade here, the next snow will be closed for a day or two, more than half a month, this town will not have much impact, but the snow on the mountain is much more than here, before the heavy snow closes the mountain, we will be divided into two teams of people to go down the mountain in advance to reserve food for about a week, one batch for the morning and one for the afternoon, fortunately there are fewer people in our temple, otherwise it may not be possible to pass this mountain closure period every year." The monk explained.

"I see." After getting the answer, Wei Bowen's heart was somewhat bottomed, and he knew that this monk's words could not be faked.

"Then dare you ask the master, how long have you been here?" Wei Bowen asked patiently.

"The poor monk has been practicing here for more than 20 years, and it doesn't hurt to ask what the donor wants to ask." seemed to see Wei Bowen's thoughts, and the monk directly talked to Wei Bowen.

Wei Bowen nodded and asked, "Since that's the case, I'll ask, dare to ask the master, do you know that there is a person like Master Song for many years here?" ”

"Master Song?" The monk frowned slightly, and asked rhetorically, "The person the Shi is looking for is named Song Xueshi, right?" ”

When he heard this, Wei Bowen felt a little hopeful, although the homophony is different, but if this person is right, maybe Cheng Mengyao heard it wrong.

"It should be him, I'll be entrusted to ask him something, I don't know if the master can recommend it." Wei Bowen asked.

The monk smiled, and Shi Li said: "The person the donor is looking for is the abbot of my temple, his Dharma name is Shi Wuqing, and few people know his original name. ”

"That's good, I've thanked the master in advance." Wei Bowen said happily.

The monk shook his hand and said kindly: "Don't thank me, this is just fate, in fact, there is only one big road up the mountain, I say or not to say that the donor may have to go up, don't thank me." ”

As he spoke, a gust of wind blew, and everyone felt an even colder chill.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, not very strong, but it was obvious that it was impossible for the wind to disappear in a short time.

"Providence." The monk looked at the sky and couldn't help but sigh, "I shouldn't have come out today." ”

"What's the matter, master, isn't this wind right?" Hearing the monk's emotion, Wei Bowen's heart couldn't help but rise.

"The donor doesn't know that this is a precursor to the arrival of a strong wind and snow, and before noon, the snow is coming!" The monk looked at the sky with regret.

"Then dare to ask the master, will you not be able to return to the mountain like this?" Wei Bowen asked.

He thought, since this monk is not in a hurry to go back to the mountain, there must be some good way to go back as soon as possible, otherwise he will stand and sigh what it looks like, seeing that the clothes on his body are still so thin, it is estimated that it is a question of whether he can survive the winter, so he feels that this monk must have some good way to go up the mountain as soon as possible.

"The donor has a heart, there is a hotel in the town that is specially reserved for me and other monks, there is a stove and straw mat in it, where we will take shelter from the wind and snow, please don't worry." Monk Shi Li said.

Wei Bowen was a little speechless when he heard this, and he dared to think about it too much, it turned out that these monks still had a place to live under the mountain!

After sending the monks away, Wei Bowen hurriedly contacted Chun Jiahong and joined them, it was only an hour or two before noon, and time was pressing, and they had to discuss whether to venture up the mountain.

Hotel of the Bureau of Abnormal Security

Lin Qian handed the sorted out loss report to Meng Hua, in general, the previous farce did not cause many casualties, and the public goods of the lost vehicles were not very serious, but the impact was too great.

Moreover, at that time, there were many people who were not afraid of death who took pictures of part of the scene with their mobile phones and posted them on the Internet.

For a while, the wanderers, judges, aliens, Cheng Mengyao, and the Heterosecurity Bureau have all become the focus of public opinion on the Internet.

The superiors quickly put forward some "opinions" on this matter, and finally threw the famous sentence "I did it myself" to Meng Hua, which was not what Meng Hua wanted to see.

"Order all local different security bureaus to immediately conduct an inventory of the slums, and directly tell them that they don't need to arrest them all, but they must play a role in killing chickens and monkeys!" Meng Hua ordered, "Besides, to set up a monitoring system for these slums, each branch must send a corresponding special team to conduct inventory patrols, and this kind of thing must be completely strangled in the cradle!" ”

"Understood!" Lin Qian recorded it carefully in the notebook, not caring at all about the expression on Meng Hua's face.

Meng Hua put down the report and looked at the window, and asked thoughtfully, "Is there any news from Chun Jiahong?" ”

"The captain arrived at the bottom of the snow-capped mountain in H City two hours ago, and there has been no news since then, and it is estimated that he is still looking for the target person." Lin Qian said.

Meng Hua nodded, glanced slightly at the street, and said: "Let him pay more attention to Mu Liangze's movements, that person is not a person who can be easily settled, I am afraid that he will also count Chun Jiahong in his plan." ”

"Understood." After Lin Qian finished recording, she put down the notebook and said, "Director, just now Young Master Cheng Liyan came over to ask a question, he wanted to understand that setting up a fake funeral to find someone to pretend to be Cheng Mengyao to appear, in order to deceive Cheng Ziquan's people to take the bait, which will require our combat team members and agents of the Foreign Security Bureau, so I specially asked me to apply with you, I want to ask your opinion." ”

Meng Hua shook his head and smiled, laughing at himself: "I'm really confused, why didn't I think of this trick, I think now Cheng Ziquan shouldn't know that Cheng Mengyao has left S City, his eyeliner has been locked up at home by us for the past two days, he wants to know and can't know, you go and arrange it, set off from the hotel tomorrow, find someone to pretend to be Cheng Mengyao, remember, it must be like, and the virtual and real routines must be done enough." ”

"Understood! I'll arrange it. ”