Shen Lang cleaned up slightly, and Zhou Fa went out, and the two of them just walked out of the hotel room door.

Shen Lang was just about to close the door, but he turned around and pushed the door open, walked into the house, and said as he walked:

"You wait for me outside for a minute, I'll go to the bathroom and leave, I feel a little unbearable"

Shen Lang didn't want to urinate, he thought that he hadn't prepared the recording equipment yet. He deliberately pulled the zipper twice and set up the recording equipment before walking out of the hotel door.

The two arrived at the Royal Hotel, this time there was no lady to guide the way, and the thin monkey Zhou Fa took Shen Lang straight to a smaller private room on the fifth floor, where there were already people, all of them were acquaintances, one was President Jia Quanjia, and the other was his subordinate bald Zhao Guang.

The four of them sat down according to the guest host, and Jia Quan once again expressed that Shen Lang had worked hard in this operation, and made it clear that he would increase Shen Lang's remuneration a little, and he was very satisfied with the people he brought.

After that, he took out a card from his underwear pocket and handed it to Shen Lang, saying that the password was the password of the card he gave him before, and he would take it for himself in the future, and Shen Lang was not polite and accepted it.

After three rounds of drinking, Jia Quan raised his glass again and said to Shen Lang:

"Now the eldest brother has an important matter, and I have to ask Brother Shen for help. I hope Brother Shen doesn't refuse. ”

"What's the matter, big brother, but it's okay to say. ”

"You go to the Shaolin Temple and help me. I wonder if Brother Shen is willing to agree?"

"The eldest brother's business is the younger brother's business, so needless to say, I am willing to go, I don't know how long it will take to finish it?"

"I'll let you know the details of what I'm going to do this time, and I think I should go for a while, at least half a month, or at most two months. ”

"Brother Jia, it's going to take so long, I haven't been to the Snow Mountain to visit my master for a long time, I'll go to the Snow Mountain first, visit my master first, and then go, okay?"

"How long will it take for you to come back?"

"I don't have anything else to do, and it's not good if I don't go. It should be about ten days, and it won't be more than half a month anyway. Big brother, can you see it?"

"You are going, brother will not stop you, but you have to know the importance of this time, I won't say the specific situation, you must take it to heart, just make a decision, I will wait for you here in half a month." ”

As he spoke, Jia Quan took out a pack of cigarettes from his bag and threw it to Shen Lang. Shen Lang reached out to catch it and put it in his pocket.

"Okay, it's a deal!"

At the end of the meal, Jia Quan and his subordinates bald Zhao Guang and thin monkey Zhou Fa left with a full burp and a snort of alcohol, and Shen Lang also returned to the hotel.

There is nothing to disturb for the time being, he feels very relaxed, there is nothing to do at night, and now the most concerned person in his heart is his beloved - Tang Fei'er.

There was no communication tool in his hand, and it was not convenient to contact Tang Fei'er now, so Shen Lang could only sit in the hotel and look at the ceiling in a daze.

People want to smoke when they are bored and lonely.

It happened that Jia Quan gave him a pack when he left, he took out the cigarettes, this pack of cigarettes seemed familiar to him, oh remembered, it was exactly the same as the thin monkey Zhou Fa took out and smoked the day before yesterday, and there was also a fierce rhinoceros on it, this is African rhinoceros smoke.

He tore open the lid of the cigarette case, put the little finger of his right hand on it, popped one out, stuffed it into his mouth, took out the lighter with his left hand, lifted the lighter cover with his fingers and thumbs, and a stream of blue flames jumped out of the old high.

He thought the flame was too big, so he turned the light switch a little smaller with his left thumb, and suddenly he had no desire to smoke, and with a flick of his left thumb, the fire machine cover was closed, and the flame was extinguished.

He seemed to suddenly remember something, grabbed the hotel phone, and told the front desk to send a pen. After a while, a waitress in work clothes brought two signature pens and a small notebook and handed them to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang spread out the paper, opened the pen, drew a portrait of a woman, it turned out to be a portrait of Tang Fei'er, painted one, felt dissatisfied, tore it off and crumpled it into a ball, threw it into the paper basket, and drew a second one.

In this way, I drew many pictures in succession, but I was not satisfied, so I simply threw the paper into the desk drawer.

The lighter was lit again, and just as he was about to light it, his eyes slanted at the cigarette, and the lighter was extinguished again, and the cigarette was taken off.

He took out all the cigarettes, arranged them neatly on the table, and carefully wrote the word Tang Fei'er on each cigarette with a signature pen, and put them back in their original places.

After doing all this, I carefully checked each cigarette and saw that it was written correctly, and then put the nineteen cigarettes back into the cigarette case.

With a smile on his lips, he contentedly lit the last one left on the table, and as the clouds of smoke rose, he felt much more comfortable.

At this time, a song "The Love of Cigarettes" floated into the window of the hotel, which was Shen Lang's mood:

I can't see you,

can't look at you,

Can't draw you,

I can only think of you.

Place your name,

Engraved on the smoke,

Pumped into the lungs,

Hide it in your heart.

Put my heart,

Divided into thirty-six thousand petals,

Each petal,

Wrapped in love,

Fiery red tobacco.

White soot,

Circles of rising smoke,

It's the heart I hold to you.

It will fly out the window,

Always finding you,

You have perception,

It turns into fog,

around you;

Transfiguration into clouds,

The sky covers you.

Acacia, the acacia of smoke!

In the lovesickness, Shen Lang rested for a good night, and the next day, Shen Lang set off back to the snow mountain.

Returning to the long-lost Snow Mountain, nothing has changed, what has changed is that Senior Brother Yan Weiran's kung fu has grown again.

The number of disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect increased compared to when he left, and they visited the master and went to visit the senior brother, but the senior brother was not very enthusiastic about him. He understands this, he has done some things that have damaged the Snow Mountain Sect in the rivers and lakes, and sometimes he can't help himself.

He didn't defend himself, he took the initiative to walk around the temple and take a look, and if he saw anything inappropriate, he brought it up to his senior brother.

From the next day, he went to the places where the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect practiced and corrected the movements of the disciples of the Snow Mountain.

I found that there was a disciple who had a better understanding than others, corrected a few actions of this disciple, and asked him about some information, this disciple's name is Feng Tianxiong, and it seems that it is a piece of martial arts training material.

The swordsmanship of the Snow Mountain School, after his painstaking research, has made some improvements, and he tells his disciples all his experiences, and teaches everyone over and over again.

chatted with his senior brother Yan Weiran every night, and Yan Weiran didn't approve of some of his practices, and expressed complete opposition to him doing things for Jia Quan.

Whenever he talked about this topic, Shen Lang was mainly silent, and he really felt that he should say a word, so he only said one sentence to his senior brother, "'Being in the rivers and lakes, I can't help myself', but senior brother, I will return to the Snow Mountain soon and work together to carry forward our Snow Mountain Sect." ”

Yan Weiran knew the personality of his junior brother, he was not the kind of person who cared about everything, and he never wanted to rob the head of the Snow Mountain Sect, and he still respected him as the head brother.

In the past few days, Shen Lang and his senior brother have done some in-depth exchanges on the swordsmanship of the Snow Mountain School, and after two or three dismantlings, Yan Weiran also felt that Shen Lang's research on swordsmanship was higher than his, and he himself knew that his talent was not as strong as his junior brother, so he cast a praising eye on his junior brother.

Before he knew it, ten days had passed, and in order to repay his kindness, Shen Lang had to fulfill his promise to return to South China. During the day, he gathered all the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect and explained to them the essence of the Sword Technique of the Snow Mountain Sect, and demonstrated the key actions of the first cause;

In the evening, he sat with Yan Weiran again, discussing the future and development of the Snow Mountain Sect, and before going back to his room to sleep, he took out the "Yan Qing Ten Wolf Waves" swordsmanship that he had made some modifications from his arms and solemnly handed it to his senior brother.

Let the senior brother keep it, and the two of them will make some additions together in the future, and strive to improve this sword book.

The next day, he said goodbye to his senior brother Yan Weiran and the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect and went down the mountain to return to South China.

When he was about to go to South China, Shen Lang found a place to call Jia Quan, and Jia Quan asked him to wait for him at the old place, the British Royal Hotel, and the room for dinner at night remained the same.

Jia Quan came as promised in the evening, and the people who came this time were the same as when Shen Lang left last time, except for Jia Quan, they were his two henchmen: one was the bald Zhao Guang, and the other was the thin monkey Zhou Fa. A large table of dishes, even more sumptuous than last time.

Zhou Fa opened the Moutai wine they brought and poured a full glass in front of each person. This time, there was no politeness, Jia Quan said solemnly:

"Originally, I was going to bring a few more friends to accompany Brother Shen, but this mission was not as usual, only success was allowed and not failure, and it was not appropriate for more people to know, so I only brought these two little brothers over.

The task is heavy, and there can't be too many people going with you tomorrow, so let the bald Zhao Guang go with you this time, one to have a companion, and the other to have a care and discussion. We'll leave tomorrow.

Don't delay on the way, after going to Shaolin Temple, there will be specific arrangements. I believe in Brother Shen's martial arts and ability, and I wish him success. Dry!" The four of them drank the wine in their glasses.

After eating for a while, Jia Quan emphasized again:

"This time, don't contact me in general, if you do, I will contact you, if there is a very important situation, the bald head must contact me after twelve o'clock in the evening.

Actually, your matter this time is also my business, not my business, it can be said that it has something to do with me, or it can be said that it has nothing to do with me, anyway, everything must be done carefully. ”

"As for the completion of the deed, I will be grateful. ”

"Yes, boss! Absolutely!" said with a bald Guan Gong face standing up and standing upright. Everyone chatted for a while and ate a little food, Jia Quan stood up and said:

"Today you rest early, and tomorrow the bald head will come and call you. That's it. Jia Quan left the hotel with the thin monkey Zhou Fa.

Early the next morning, the bald Zhao Guang had already come to tell Shen Lang to get up, and the two of them went downstairs with their bags and went directly to the airport.

There was still one station left from the airport, and the bald head suddenly called the taxi driver to stop, Shen Lang felt strange, obviously said that he wanted to overtake the plane, why didn't he go to the airport again, and got off halfway?

Shen Lang stood up and asked, "Hey, why did you get off the bus? Aren't you going to the airport?"

"If we go, we must go, for fear that someone will drop the bag and follow us, so we will take the high-speed rail instead. ”

"There's nothing out of the ordinary. ”

"I can't say, it's going to be a big trouble when there's something abnormal. This is negotiated by the boss, just do what he says. We all ask less. ”

Shen Lang listened to his words and didn't say anything more, the two of them took the train from the new taxi to the station, Zhao Guang had already arranged for someone to buy the ticket, and when he arrived at the station, he got on the high-speed train to Luoyang, Henan.

In the afternoon, the two had already gotten off the train in Luoyang, Henan.

After getting off the train, the bald head first made a phone call with Jia Quan, and Jia Quan asked on the phone not to be busy to Songshan, but to walk to Kaifeng, Henan Province as a tourist, and then turn back and walk to Songshan.

When to go to Songshan, someone will naturally be notified at that time.