Ninety-seven, Ruoshui Qinglan

The next day, I didn't go to the gambling stone hall.

He spends most of his time in Huayang. The back garden of Shangri-La Hospital, next to Lao Hei.

Take a stick, lift it up, knock! Lift it up, knock it.

The group in the senior VIP ward downstairs went to make trouble in the morning and were stopped by the hospital's security guards. Linda's boyfriend Bai Fan was in charge of negotiating with them, saying that the other party bit 500,000 to death, and it was not possible to lose a single point.

Linda was even more anxious than them, saying that those people were outlaws, and that Yezi was from the Rainbow Country, and asked Yezi to hide in the Rainbow Country's office in Lhasa.

I didn't go at night, stayed in Alice's hospital room honestly, and took care of Alice with Dolma, and the door didn't come out.

In the evening, Louis ventured to the VIP ward downstairs, where there were several more people and they looked fierce. He scanned the faces of those people with the horizon system and found that it was a group of international ronins.

Among them, there are two Yuhong Chinese, three Chinese, one Indonesian, and one Mi Chinese; Today there is one more Wanwan person, one more Indian.

Louis searched in the C vision, and the two people who came today are both professional treasure hunters.

Louie shared them with Yoko, telling her to be careful and not to go out.

On the third day, I went downstairs early in the morning, and I had no time to come to the back garden with a wooden stick, and the corner of the black steed.

Louie was being beaten by two people.

They took wooden sticks and iron rods and struck around Louis.

Empty shouted and rushed over to block them.

He was also knocked down.

Holding Louis in his arms, he rolled under the black horse.

The old black raised his hind legs angrily and kicked him back.

It was struck twice with an iron rod, and screamed.

The gardener found out and ran over and chased them away.

Louie's head was broken, and there were only bruises on his body.

Lao Hei's hind legs were crippled by an iron rod.

Louie's sleeping bag was filled with a bucket of water, and he woke up when the other party came.

Say nothing, but wake him up with water and beat him with sticks and rods.

Linda and Bai Fan rushed over when they heard the news.

Louis followed the gardener to bandage his wounds, and had no time to stand next to Old Black.

Raise the stick and hit it hard! Raise the stick and hit it hard!

Linda asks what to do? It's not an option to drag it out.

She could see that in this strange group of five, it was Dolma who spoke effectively.

But Dolma didn't have any ideas, and Wukong was the one who made the decision.

There is no time to say that there will be a way tomorrow, what is the specific way, he doesn't say, just raises the wooden stick and knocks!

At noon, the gang went to make trouble again.

The hospital had to send two burly security guards to stand guard in front of Alice's VIP room.

There is also a fee for this service, which is clearly marked at 998 Chinese dollars per person per day.

In the evening, I didn't have time to say to the nurse, 998 security guards, come a few more.

How many do the nurses ask? Wukong stretched out his palm and said let's start with five.

Linda said that asking the security guard does not solve the problem, and now the key is money.

Without money, the other party will make more and more trouble. Today just hit Louie and you, tomorrow ......

Dolma and Yezi were very angry when they heard that Wukong had also been beaten.

Dolma was going to the high-end VIP ward downstairs to reason, and Yezi squinted.

There is no time to say, there will be a way tomorrow.

Bai Fan came in with a man and introduced him as the sheriff of the Shangri-La community, his good friend, named Zhao Jun.

Zhao Jun said that Lhasa has been chaotic recently, and many foreigners have come. Shangri-La Hospital is a key area, and the top doesn't want any mess down there.

You're all children, Miss Yoko Sakai...... Also belong to the expatriate, welcome to Lhasa.

But breaking someone's wrist, a mistake is a mistake, and we must find a way to solve it as soon as possible.

Louis was beaten today. Limburg, who is also an expatriate, has an older brother who is a French officer, and has attracted the attention of the above.

If you can't solve it yourself, you can ask your family to solve it.

There is no time to say, we can solve it, and we can solve it tomorrow.

Zhao Jun asked why tomorrow? The other party wants money, and tomorrow there will be money?

There is no time to say, there will be a way tomorrow.

Louie is back.

He was picked up in the morning by two men in French military uniforms and disappeared all day.

Louis said that his brother told him not to make trouble outside, and booked him a ticket for tomorrow, first to Huajing, and then to return to France.

He's here to say goodbye.

Louis was reluctant to go, and he couldn't help but go. The people sent by my brother are waiting downstairs.

At night, I have no time to sleep in the garden and be with the old black.

The gardener brought a cart of hay, and the water pipe was nearby. He was a simple herdsman who chatted for a long time with him.

The full moon has passed, and the moonlit sky in Lhasa is like a dream.

In the distance, the sound of a flute and a beautiful melody made Wukong involuntarily immersed in it, as if he was intoxicated.

He put down the stick and followed the sound of the flute out of the garden, out of the hospital, and out of the Lhasa River.

On the other side of the Lhasa River, a man in white played the flute.

The flute sounded tactfully for about five minutes, and there was no time to immerse itself in it, and it seemed that five days, five years.

The music stopped, and he woke up from his trance and asked loudly, "What is it called?" ”

A bamboo flute flew into Wukong's hand, and a bunch of white silk was inserted into the flute tube.

There is no time to look again, on the other side of the Lhasa River, there is no one to trace, only the clear river water murmurs under the moon.

He returned to the back garden of the hospital, beside Lao Hei, and found the headlamp to see,

On the white silk, there is a page of dark green sheet music.

Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu, no time to understand.

There is a word in the lower part: Ruoshui Qinglan.

I raised the bamboo flute and tried to play, but I couldn't make a sound.

This is...... A cyan jade flute.

In the flute, engrave a free and easy seal character: Luo.

There is also a small script next to it: Where annoying.

What does it mean to be annoyed? The name of the man in white is Fan Annoy?

I didn't have time to take out the bone flute and play it from memory.

The melody of Ruoshui Qinglan gradually became clear......

On this night, no one came to disturb and there was no time.

The next morning, I got up early, fed the black horse, and waited for the gardener to return.

He walked into Alice's hospital room and saw Louie.

"Why are you back?"

"I want to see what you can do today." Louis Road.

Dolma looked at him nervously: "Brother, what is your solution?" ”

"Method, over there." Wukong pointed to the direction of the Shangri-La medicinal herb market and said to Yezi: "Shall we go to gamble on stones?" ”

"Good...... Ah, still bet! ”

"If you don't gamble, you can't make money." I didn't have time to walk into the ward.

Alice was eating, and when she saw him, she pouted and said, "Brother, I haven't been in the garden for two days." ”

"I'm going to take you tonight. Now I'm going out, good boy. ”

Alice nodded.

Linda is here.

I didn't have time to say to the nurse, nine hundred and eighty-eight security guards, five more.

Linda said, there are already seven in the hallway, and another five, where to put them? Besides, it's too wasteful.

There is no time to say, after today, there will be no need for them.

Today passes, and there is money.

Saturday, September 9, 20n8.

At nine o'clock in the morning, there was no time, Yezi and Louie, one before and two after, walked into the Shangri-La Gambling Stone Pavilion.

Behind them, there were five security guards of nine hundred and ninety-eight days.