readx;?“ I think you've been staring at me, even when your face is turned away, the corner of your eye keeps falling on me. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info Mr. Xia, let me guess what is going on in your mind?" she said with a smile.

I held the cup in both hands and drank my coffee in silence.

"You must be guessing who I am. She asked.

I nodded, but didn't speak.

She didn't rush to identify herself, but reached for her cigarette case, took out a cigarette, and held it to the corner of her mouth.

"It doesn't seem like smoking is allowed here. I reminded her. In fact, the door, counter, and wall of the café are all in conspicuous positions, with signs prohibiting smoking.

"Really?" she smiled sideways, looked at the sign on the wall, and raised her hand to call the people at the counter.

"Tear down all the signs that prohibit smoking, from now on. You don't have to remind your guests not to smoke, it's all up to you. She smiled and ordered the waiter.

Strangely, the waiter immediately did so, tearing off a total of five signage cards attached to the room.

"You must be thinking to yourself, why am I so strong? The reason is simple, this coffee shop is mine. Lian Chengbi said.

I couldn't laugh or cry, I knew it was like this, so I didn't need to remind her.

"Actually, I don't smoke, but I've developed a very bad problem since I was a child, and I like to smell the flavor that the cigarette factory puts in the filter mouth. This is a bad habit that cannot be solved, I have taken many psychology classes, and I have used almost all the bad habit correction methods, but it is useless at all. This habit is like taking a drug, once you become addicted, you can't get rid of it for life. She said.

I couldn't help but smile wryly, after all, it was the first time I'd seen someone obsessed with filter fragrance.

"Sorry, I didn't know it was like this. I said.

Lian Chengbi sighed: "Don't be sorry, because I'm not embarrassed about my bad habits. The ancients said that people who have no habits cannot be acquainted. I appreciate this sentence very much, if a person does not even have a habit, then he is either a great sage or a great evildoer. Just like Wang Mang in the Han Dynasty, he hid all his personal preferences, and finally succeeded in usurping the throne before revealing his true colors. Mr. Xia, I was supposed to be surnamed Qin, but then I took my mother's surname, so I was called Lianchengbi. I mean, you know who I am, right?"

I nodded again: "That's right. ”

There is no doubt that Lian Chengbi said this, which is equivalent to admitting that she is the daughter of King Qin. If one day, King Qin is the king, then Lian Chengbi is a princess, and her status is extremely respectful.

Congratulations, Princess Lianchengbi. I laughed.

This time, it was Lian Chengbi's turn to be a little melancholy: "Mr. Xia, don't call me any princess." The future is still long, and it is still ambiguous who will survive to the end. At this time, it is called a princess, and it may become a princess grave in the future, won't it make people laugh and lose their big teeth?"

The Tomb of the Princess is the name of a place in Beijing, and that name is indeed related to a joke of the emperor's family.

After this little episode, the relationship between me and Lianchengbi became closer, and we each bowed our heads and drank coffee, no longer joking.

"For the time being, it's the safest place. Lian Chengbi suddenly looked up and looked at me deeply.

I don't understand the meaning of this sentence, because the café is hers, and it is full of her people, so it will be safe. The dark place where the Mercedes-Benz business car was parked should at least be safe, because it was the lair of the Qin Wanghui.

This time, there was still light in her eyes, but it was tears.

"What's wrong?" I asked softly.

"It's safe here, so I can safely invite my friends to coffee, because in my heart, you are also a safe friend, worthy of trust, and can be trusted. She said.

It sounds like there's something in these words, and there's a lot of extraneous sounds.

I pulled out a tissue for her and patted her on the shoulder again. Although he didn't say a word, he showed with his actions that we are friends.

Since ancient times, this feeling of friends has been something that can be met but not sought. Some people are covered as before, and some people have gray hair as new.

Lian Chengbi gave me a very strange feeling, she was like a familiar person in my life, and after a long separation, they suddenly met again. I believe in reincarnation, I believe in things that cannot be explained by the knowledge of physics, and I believe in intuition.

"Mr. Xia, you must have met my brother. She asked.

I nodded and replied, "I have met Qin Gongzi, and I have met him twice, and he was with Yan Fohai at that time. ”

It is true that in Guandi Temple and Minghu Residence, I met with Qin Gongzi twice, but his attitude was too arrogant and could not tolerate other people's opinions and suggestions at all, so I didn't have a good impression of Qin Gongzi.

"He's missing. Lian Chengbi sighed, "I almost turned Jinan City over to look for it, but I never found it." In desperation, I asked a Hong Kong friend who was proficient in gossip to take a hexagram, and the result was really strange. The hexagram shows that my brother is in a very cold place where yin and yin are in the dark, and his life is changing rapidly, and it is going backwards. To put it simply, his body is degrading for some reason, and the end point of degradation is a baby or an idiot. ”

These words need to be seriously thought about to understand, and they should be regarded as the result of rejuvenation, which many rich people dream of. As far as I know, there are people on Hong Kong Island who have been rejuvenated, and this happened decades ago. At that time, this rejuvenated person dominated the headlines of all the newspapers on Hong Kong Island, and a famous writer took this person as the prototype and wrote a big man who would never grow up, and named himself Tianshan Tongma.

Qin Gongzi is still very young, so there is no point in rejuvenating him. It can even be said that this process is disastrous for him, because it is likely that he will change from an adult to a baby, and it is under someone else's design.

"Who dares to challenge the authority of the Qin King Society like this?" I was a little puzzled, "Is it the Miao Jiang Gu Refiner?"

Many times, the Great Gu Cultivator would attack his own kind for personal purposes.

"It's not. Lian Chengbi shook his head.

I didn't say anything more, just made a "please speak" gesture, signaling Lian Chengbi to continue, instead of this question-and-answer form.

As soon as he talked about Qin Gongzi, Lian Chengbi's mood became very sad. This is understandable because they are brothers and sisters.

"A friend in Hong Kong told me that the Vietnamese gang was involved in the matter because he judged that someone had used the Vietnamese 'Baby-Trick' on my brother. It was the power of that magic that caused my brother's body and mind to deteriorate rapidly. The art of the Nightmare Infant is a thaumaturgy, and even more so, and if it is not stopped quickly, the consequences will be unimaginable. This all-out attack on the Blue Stone Tahitian Villa is also for this matter. ”

I suddenly understood that Fang Fang had mentioned that Mr. Mo was preparing for the Infant Nightmare Technique, and this move was supported by Mrs. Han.

At that time, the real Mr. Mo had not yet appeared, and it was only Mr. Mo's puppet who lived in the villa. I'm not sure if Mr. Mo's Baby-Trick is aimed at Qin Gongzi, but at present, in Jinan City, only Mr. Mo has anything to do with this kind of evil art.

Of course, you can't ask the person directly about such a thing, and even if you ask, he won't admit it. What's more, now that Mr. Mo is dead, there is no proof of his death. The only pity is that after Yan Fohai sucked Mr. Mo dry, all the wisdom in the other party's mind has been snatched up by him.

It is imperative that saving Yan Fohai is equivalent to saving Qin Gongzi.

"Miss Lian, among the three ghost kings of the garden dream, Mr. Mo has publicly mentioned the Dafa of Nightmare Infants, and there are several people who can testify, and now, all of Mr. Mo's wisdom is in the hands of Yan Fohai, and it will be easier for us to start from there. The Dafa of Nightmare Babies cannot be completed overnight, and we still have time. ”

It's the best I can think of. After all, the art of the Nightmare Infant comes from Vietnam, which is very different from the thaumaturgy of the Central Plains, and the method of cracking it is very different. If Yan Buddha Hai is saved, then Qin Gongzi is also saved.

"Mr. Xia, you say, is the backlash of the Miao Jiang Gu Refiner really justified? Is this equivalent to good being rewarded with good and evil being rewarded with evil? If a thaumaturgist does too many things that destroy his conscience, in the end, he will definitely be counterattacked. Isn't that right?" asked Lian Chengbi.

Since ancient times, the Chinese have paid attention to the theory of retribution, and the retribution of good and evil will definitely come, not without retribution, and the time has not yet come. It's just that what Lian Chengbi asked has expanded to another scope. Since you are a thaumaturgist, there must be good and evil in your life, because in the fierce battle, you can't control the depth of your shots, and you will inevitably injure others by mistake. According to Lian Chengbi, if you do something wrong or do something bad, you will be counterattacked, so none of the thaumaturgists in the world can start and finish well.

"Miss Lian, that's not what we can discuss. I said.

"Mr. Xia, I think that's exactly what we're going to discuss, because—" Lian Chengbi stopped talking.

The coffee was cold and I was waiting for her to continue. At this moment, I vaguely guessed that the retribution she was referring to was referring to the evil done by the previous generation, and the retribution appeared in the next generation. In other words, it was the king of Qin who did evil, and the prince of Qin was punished. This kind of cycle made her feel even more painful. Because on one side is the father and on the other side is the brother, no matter which side increases or which side loses, it is the same heartache.

A waiter came over with a tray and bowed to us: "Do you need to refill the glasses for the two of you?"

His intrusion stirred up the sad emotions between me and Lian Qiang.

I nodded and handed him both cups.

The waiter turned to leave, and Lian Chengbi suddenly lay on the table, his shoulders trembling, and he sobbed uncontrollably. I didn't immediately persuade her, but let her cry for a while to vent the sadness in my heart. As the daughter of King Qin, outsiders only saw her glamorous side, but they didn't expect that she also carried so much hardship on her shoulders.

Soon, the waiter came back with a refill cup, put the coffee cup away for us, and then turned to leave.

I looked out the window, the mountains in the distance were verdant, the trees were bright, and everything seemed to be alive. This training center is built on a hillside with picturesque scenery and is truly a paradise.

Lianchengbi's investment in building such a café is indeed very business-minded.

"I'm fine. Lian Chengbi raised his head, tears in the corners of his eyes not dry.

"It's better to ask about the Buddha Sea first. I tentatively proposed.

"No, I know where he's locked up. She replied.

In this case, the problem is relatively easy to solve. In the Qin King Society, the weight of Lianchengbi's speech was second only to that of King Qin, so she could still order Yan Fohai. As long as the order is given, the Infantile Trick that was applied to Qin Gongzi will be terminated.

"After our coffee, we'll go back. Lian Chengbi said.

I picked up the cup and was about to bring it closer to my lips when I suddenly felt that something was wrong, that there was something more in the cup.

At this time, Lian Chengbi tilted his head, the coffee cup was pressed to his lips, and he was about to open his mouth to drink.

I leaned forward, grabbed her wrist, and whispered, "Don't drink it, the coffee has been tampered with." ”

Again, it's a gut feeling, because there's nothing more than a creamy aroma in my cup. If I order a cappuccino, I'll ignore the flavor because it's so bland that it can easily be overshadowed by any other flavor. However, I ordered a clear coffee, and it was steaming hot, and it shouldn't have any flavor at all.

By chance, it was because of this small difference that I found out that both cups of coffee had been remade.

"Is that the guy just now?" asked Lian Chengbi.

I nodded silently.

Lian Chengbi stood up and shouted to the counter: "Call the waiter just now, I have something to say." ”

The waiter didn't dare to slack off, and soon ran over.

When I looked up, the waiter's face was very unfamiliar, not the one who had just helped refill the glass.

I whispered, "How many waiters are there in the café?"

The man replied, "There are three, one man and two women." ”

Needless to say, he was the only waiter in the shop.

"No one else?" asked Lian Chengbi.

The three waiters shook their heads together and said at the same time, "No, no, just the three of us." ”

My gaze swept over the faces of the three waiters in turn, of course they were innocent, just ordinary staff members, with green features and frightened eyes, not knowing what was going on.

"It's not about them, it's someone else. I said.

Lian Chengbi didn't say a word, and rushed to the back kitchen.

Between the lobby and the back kitchen, there is a milky white European-style lattice door, and there is no sound behind the door.

When Lian Chengbi arrived at the door, he first listened attentively, then slammed the door, and his body flashed in like a butterfly wearing flowers.

"It's okay, you guys go down, it's a misunderstanding. I waved to the three waiters.

"Sir, do you want to ...... I pour out the coffee and replace it with a new one?" the waiter asked.

I shook my head, "No need. ”

This is incriminating evidence that needs to be carefully examined before it can be disposed of.

The waiter retreated, and I sat down, quietly waiting for Lianchengbi to return.

The two coffee cups were still on the table, and I silently picked up the stainless steel mixing spoon, stirred it lightly at the bottom of the cup, and when I took the spoon out again, there were a few strands of snow-white stuff hooked on the handle of the spoon.

Coffee is a colored drink, and any other ingredient that falls into it will be assimilated into a dark brown color, and it is not immune. However, these white things were not dyed, and they were still pure and flawless.

I held my spoon high and watched out the window into the sunlight.

They are only an inch long, as thin as silk threads, and have a slight elasticity.

I put the spoon under my nose and sniffed it gently. It has a creamy smell and a slight bitter smell of seawater.

Now, I can conclude that it was the fake waiter who put this thing in the coffee cup and tried to do the wrong.

I hadn't noticed his appearance before, after all, we were in a café, and the customer would deliberately look at the waiter's face?

I closed my eyes and sniffed the air for all the aftertastes.

This is a café, and the most important taste is the slightly bitter, slightly sweet coffee taste. Whether it's freshly ground, hand-blended, instant, fancy coffee, all kinds of coffee taste differently, but still have something in common and will not deviate from the original aroma of coffee.

Of course, the creamy and seay smell of the white filaments also entered my nose. In addition, my nose keenly captures something that does not belong here, nor does it belong to Jinan City, that is, a solemn and solemn extravagance.

I can't put into words such a thing as "extravagance", it's just a peculiar feeling. From the description in the ancient classics, if you want to know what is the matter of extravagance - go to the courtyard of the deep mansion of the official eunuch's house, and put together all kinds of valuable antiques, silks, and furniture, plus the tablets, incense and candles of the ancestors of the past dynasties, and the most precious relics of the ancestors. Taken together, the flavors are extremely complex, but each individual flavor is reminiscent of the family's illustrious history – this is called "luxury".

The so-called "extravagance" corresponds to the "philistine" of the nouveau riche. Therefore, the ancients had clouds, and three generations produced a nobleman. The three generations of rich and noble families have accumulated, and they have been motivated from generation to generation, and only in the third generation can there be real aristocrats, and "extravagance" will emerge in the house.

On the other hand, although the nouveau riche and the rich people have a lot of money, they only account for one "rich", which is 108,000 miles different from the "nobility and nobility".

I have lived in Jinan for more than 20 years, and although I have not been to a big gathering place, I have also met some leaders and rich people. Especially in the recent past, I have been seeing new and old people on the rivers and lakes, some of whom are already famous and powerful in the world, but to tell the truth, these people have no nobility. Even if Mrs. Han is counted, it is only a little bit related to extravagance.

So, I don't understand who brings the luxury in this little café?

"This is the Snow Swallow Cloth, which is extremely precious and can save your life. "An unfamiliar voice came to my ears, and it came from across the table.

I snapped my eyes open, and a man had taken up his position, holding his arms and staring at me coldly.

He wore an extremely expensive black suit, his hair and sideburns were all meticulously combed, and he also wore a pair of expensive gold-rimmed flat glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"In the entire Youyan and Youyan Prefectures, the annual harvest of snow swallow clothes is only about ten kilograms, and ten kilograms are handed over to the capital's magnates, and those who remain in the people do not even have a kilogram. I just put these in the cup, only half a penny, worth more than 20,000 yuan. Fortunately, you didn't destroy the heavens and ordered the waiter to fall away. Drink it, it will save your life. He said coldly.

He gave me the impression that he was "skinny, hard, and unruly", and he was the same as the fake waiter.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"Hmph. He snorted coldly twice, but did not open his mouth to answer my question.

I noticed that on the backs of his hands were tattooed with a petrel flying with wings outstretched.

The more I asked, the more arrogant and disdainful he became. So, I simply didn't ask, and let him set his own shelf.

"Drink. He said again.

I shook my head, turned my face, and looked coldly at the door that led to the back kitchen.

After Lian Chengbi rushed in, it was still silent inside, and there was no sound of fighting.

"Don't look at it, she won't be back for a while. The man said.

"If she doesn't come back, I won't drink. When you sing about wine, life is geometric. Drinking coffee also requires a confidant, but I can't drink it if you sit there. I replied lightly.

I'm not worried about Lian Chengbi, with her ability, if she can't even cope with the situation in front of her, it will be impossible to lead the Qin King Guild of hundreds of people.

"I didn't kill her, but I used some 'bait technique' to make her go around the back mountain. On the back mountain, there are also some enemies of the Qin Wanghui. She won't run in vain, at least she can eliminate some of her enemies. Hmph, the enemy can't be killed, the wildfire can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows. With the strength of the Qin King Society, if you want to dominate the rivers and lakes, you are still far away. Now, I advise you to drink it honestly, lest the cranial nerves continue to be damaged and die in endless visions. Young man, I just want to tell you now, good words can't persuade damn ghosts - Xue Yan is here, and my words are very clear, if you don't drink, you deserve to die, and no one can save you. The man sneered.

I can tell that he doesn't have much ill will towards King Qin, but just comes with the attitude of sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight.

"Thank you. I replied lightly.

He crossed his arms and stared at me.

"From the capital?" I asked as I met his compelled gaze and was neither humble nor arrogant.

He didn't answer, staring at me motionless.

"You have the nobility of a rich family, but you are not pure enough. My sense of smell has always been very sharp, so I can smell the nobility and discern where it comes from. Thank you, and thank you to the seniors who sent you. I said.

He still didn't respond, but the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his brow slowly furrowed.

What I'm saying is completely open-ended, without specifying who he is or where he comes from, just a broad generalization.

There are many rich and noble families in the capital, and they are innumerable.

The old and young at the end of the Qing Dynasty, the upstarts of the Republic of China, the descendants of high-ranking officials of the old government, and the people in power of the new government...... The heroes of the world are all gathered in the capital, a big stage that everyone in the world looks up to. Then, if I only say the words "rich and noble" to him, if he is suspicious, it is tantamount to falling into my trap.