Yoko is smarter than Louis.

She quickly figured it out, and immediately made a decision to buy the flower Buddha's hand.

After some bargaining, Yezi paid 1.14 million Chinese dollars and got the Buddha's hand.

She didn't have enough money and overdrew some of her 1.8 million from the empty one.

Although there is only one silverstone, but when the silverstone is removed, the beeswax is still beeswax, and the flower Buddha's hand is still the Buddha's hand.

If you do it well, you will probably get a silver stone without spending any money.

Louis was scolded by Old Limburg.

Old Limburg said that when he encounters such an opportunity in the future, he doesn't have to think about it, less than 2 million Chinese dollars......

Louie said, I don't have that much money here, and in the afternoon I bought another silver-gray meteorite with silverstone......

Old Limburg immediately praised him as Prince David, sincerely admitted his mistake, and said sorry to Louie, dear Louis.

He transferred another 200,000 Spanish dollars to Louis, saying that it was a bonus and that he should spend it as he pleased.

Louis Sr. said that Tm resources all over the world are monopolized.

The gambling table in the gambling stone hall you see is only three that can be done in Xizhou, Yelena, Luo, and Monrosol.

The purchase price is set by them, and the selling price is also determined by them, and the starting price of a silver stone in Xizhou is 100,000 Western dollars.

As long as there are three auctions a year, the price of getting it will definitely be more than 100,000.

The most expensive was last year, when it was auctioned for 250,000 pats.

Why is the gambling stone hall in Lhasa so popular? Because there were two spoilers there, the purchase price was the highest.

There are three major gambling stone halls in Huaguo, which attract treasure hunters from all over the world......

Louis was dazed as he listened to the old Limburg lecture in the C vision, and when he looked up, Hua Yang. Shangri-La Hospital has arrived.

Old Limburg finally said that he should rest assured that he would follow the empty mix, and not think about anything else.

Someone will pick up the silver stone in these two days.

It was getting dark late in Lhasa, and Dolma was already in a hurry.

Today, the people downstairs didn't come up to make trouble, Alice was replying quickly, and Linda's behavior was very abnormal.

She didn't eat much at noon, and after the ninety-eight-eight came back to report her safety, Linda went out and never came back.

Hanging the beeswax on her chest, Dolma immediately forgot all her troubles and stroked it lovingly.

Dolma asks how much money she makes? How do you earn it?

Alice removed the stitches with both hands.

She left the hospital bed and moved her legs and feet around the room to do squat exercises.

Hearing their voices, he banged on the door of the ward and ran into the living room.

Don't have time to ask her what she wants to eat?

Alice said that she wanted to eat meat.

Yezi immediately ordered food and ordered a lot of Lhasa meat.

There is no time for Alice to sit down and tell her and Dolma about what happened today.

Alice listened quietly, and Dolma regretted it; Such a wonderful, thrilling, and fun thing did not follow.

The takeaways are delivered to the hospital room one by one, and Alice sits beside Wukong and asks Dolma and Wukong to feed her meat.

After eating, Alice is going downstairs.

The nurse changed her clothes, and Wukong and Dolma accompanied her downstairs for a walk.

In the back garden, old black ...... Old Black lay down.

Dolma pounced, and the horse, if it lay down, there was only one possibility, it couldn't stand and was going to die.

An empty iron rod stuck in the belly of the black steed.

The simple gardener was perched on a tree not far away, with his back to the old black bundle of sturdy knots, and his mouth stuffed with a ball of cloth.

The gardener was relieved and said that he was feeding the horses, and suddenly he was knocked unconscious, and when he woke up, he only heard Lao Hei struggling.

At that time, the sky was still bright.

The security captain of Shangri-La Hospital came, and the community police chief Zhao Jun came.

There is no time for Dolma and Alice to go back to the ward first, and stay by Lao Hei's side.

The hospital called in a veterinarian.

The veterinarian looked at the iron rod and said there was no help.

The iron rod is inserted into Lao Hei's heart, pull it out, and die immediately, if you don't pull it out, you may be able to survive for a while.

Zhao Jun retrieved the surveillance footage of the neighborhood and saw a person.

It was the No. 3 Golden Mask of the Gambling Stone Pavilion, and he got out of the car at the entrance of the hospital and walked straight into the garden.

The time is five o'clock in the afternoon, when the gambling stone hall is closed.

There is no time to guard by Lao Hei's side.

At midnight, when the moon was in the middle of the sky, the breath of the old black was weak and undetectable.

Wukong arranged an altar beside Lao Hei, depicting a mandala with colorful sand.

In the middle, is the majestic demeanor of the black horse.

He picked up the bone flute and played the song of the afterlife.

After the song was blown, Lao Hei opened his eyes and looked at him fixedly.

Tianlun Temple, there are no scriptures for livestock, and there is no time to think that all the scriptures of the past life are not worthy of Lao Hei.

He covered its eyes with his hand and whispered, "Old black, old black, go and go." This world can't accommodate you. Here, you are just a horse, with no freedom, at the mercy of others. Mage Qiannuo, Kongxue Qiannuo, Qiannuo, go and go. The bridge on the other side is in front of you, and the gate of Elysium has been opened. Fly. You're free......"

The bone flute curls, and there is no time to play the water and clear orchid.

Lao Hei's eyes closed, and a string of tears drew out of the corners of his eyes.

A little bit of fine sand floats, and there is no space to immerse itself in the quiet world, and in front of the door of the flawless light, there is a black spirit.

"Old Black?" I couldn't see it clearly, and I shouted tentatively.

The black spirit turned around and transformed into a black bear, a black wolf, and a black mastiff......

In the end, it was stereotyped as a dark horse.

"Old Black, do you want to go in?" No space leads it towards the arc of colorful light.

Lao Hei stepped on the whitebait seesaw, and at the head of the fish, the number was displayed: 0.55.

The fish head opened its mouth and swallowed the old black in one gulp.

There was no time to reach out to stop it, but it was too late.

His mind shook, and with a "ding" sound, the quiet world shattered, and the bone flute fell to the ground.

Wu Kong picked up the bone flute, and vaguely felt that in the flawless light, there was another flower.

Louis arrived with a sleeping bag.

Early the next morning, Louis was awakened by the sound of a split.

Wukong is bare-chested, raises the iron rod, knock! Raise the iron rod and knock!

Louis had a strange feeling, every knock of the void seemed to hit his heart, and there was an inexplicable coercion.

He got out of his sleeping bag, found a wooden stick, followed the rhythm of the void, raised the stick, and knocked!

It's dawn.

The gardener drove a cart drawn by two yaks into the garden.

Wukong and Louie help him carry Lao Hei onto the cart.

The cart pulled Lao Hei to the bank of the Lhasa River, and the gardener looked empty and asked, "Is this place good?" ”

Wukong shook his head, looked up, pointed to the east and said, "Go there." ”

There, there is a hill.

Two hours later, the cart stopped on a hill.

At the foot of the mountain is the Lhasa River, which flows quietly.

There is no time to blow the bone flute, the conjuring.

In the sky, a dark shadow appeared, and when it fell, it was a black vulture.

The Requiem was blown for an hour, and the corners of the mouth were oozing blood, and the hill was full of black vultures.

"Knives." There was no time to put down the bone flute and stretch out his hand.

The gardener untied the horn knife from his waist and fell to his knees, his hands above his head.

Wukong cut Lao Hei with a knife and threw the meat into the sky.

The vultures flew up and grabbed pieces of meat.

Louis was dumbfounded: this is the legendary celestial burial!

Little mage, make a sky burial for a horse!

In the distance, on the banks of the Lhasa River, a white figure watched from afar.