In the brightly lit and jeweled hall, large chairs have been arranged, and various people are taking their seats one after another.
This building boat is very peculiar. From the outside, it looks like there are five floors up and down, but inside it is empty in the middle. In addition to the bottom floor that can hold 300 chairs, there are also hundreds of chairs on each floor. You can lean on the railing and look out at the crowds. Sitting around a high platform like stars over the moon.
And on the top floor, there was only one big chair, an ordinary Taishi chair covered with a soft blanket from the Western Regions.
Unlike the dazzling crowd under the lights, most of this big chair is hidden in the shadows, with only a vague outline, which is very inconspicuous.
But it is this big chair that has made countless people look at it, look up to it, be frightened by it, and forget about life and death for it.
Until a figure sat on the big chair in full view of everyone, and then heard a sincere, gentle, and clearer voice: "Everyone has been working hard all the way, thank you for your hard work!"
Upon hearing this, those who had already sat down all stood up again, their faces full of excitement.
"Master, where are you talking..."
"We are all looking forward to today. As long as you give the order, brothers from thousands of mountains and rivers will have to come, right? Even if they die, they will come."
"Yes, young master, please don't get into trouble."
"Young Master is too polite."
"I have not obeyed anyone in my life, so I will obey you, young master."
…
"Please sit down!"
Another sound.
Everyone stopped talking immediately and sat down together.
Under the eager gaze of everyone, a secret door suddenly collapsed on the high platform, and tall and strong warriors were seen filing out, each carrying an apricot-yellow baggage on their shoulders, and each baggage was bulging. Each one was stuffed with banknotes.
In addition to the banknotes, there were also strong men carrying large boxes on their shoulders, and they slowly walked out, a total of fifty people.
Here, there are not only copper coins, silver coins, and gold, but also antique calligraphy and paintings, jewelry and jade.
All these people went up to the high platform.
It’s not just the big shots who share the money. Anyone who has made meritorious contributions, worked hard, or endured hardships can get a share of the pie and enjoy ten days on the Qinhuai River.
Ye Kai and Ding Linglin walked in at some unknown time. Some of them had not arrived yet, so there were many empty chairs. Moreover, he was surprised to find that there was not even a guard here.
But he didn't dare to make any big moves, and those martial arts masters who thought they could dominate the world didn't dare to act rashly, and even regretted coming in; because there were so many martial arts figures, black and white masters here, how could they be needed? What kind of guard? I'm afraid that any slightest disturbance will lead to death without a burial place.
So these people only dare to sit and sit down.
Ye Kai was still frightened, but Ding Linglin who was standing by him suddenly tugged at the corner of his clothes and whispered: "Ye Kai, this dried meat is so delicious, hurry up and eat it."
Turning around, I saw Ding Linglin secretly carrying a baggage from nowhere. It was filled with various snacks, snacks, fresh fruit preserves, dried meat and preserved fruits. She also held a bowl of iced white fungus soup in her hand. His cheeks were bulging after eating, and his face was full of intoxication.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu My life has been wasted. How could there be such delicious food in the world?"
Seeing Ding Linglin's greedy look, Ye Kai twitched his cheeks and ate a piece too, and then stopped.
Guo Ding looked at the two people huddled together beside him, devouring their food, and then changed seats with a dull expression.
The old man with the bamboo stick and mango shoes also moved away with an expressionless expression.
"Um?"
But Guo Ding, who could barely sit down, suddenly felt his whole body tense up. He never left his sword. At this moment, he suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill coming from not far away, like a basin of cold water being poured over his head in the dog days of summer. He was so shocked that he almost drew his sword.
Turning his eyes, he saw a man in gray robe sitting on a big chair not far away.
The man was sitting sideways, wearing a bamboo hat on his head, and half of his cheeks were very pale.
There was also an unusual bundle on this man's back. It was wrapped in a Buddhist cassock and wrapped very tightly. It was stained with blood, and you could faintly see what seemed to be a box-like thing inside.
Just when Guo Ding looked over, the other party put down the tea cup as if he had realized something, then stood up and left.
But as soon as this man got up, he saw two people walking towards him and passed them by.
Guo Ding recognized them. He had seen these two people in the wine shop.
Just when the three of them were separated, the package on the man in a bamboo hat suddenly spread out under the lamp, and seemed to be cut open. With a "stab" sound, the blood-colored cassock broke in response, and the contents inside fell out. He came out and fell to the ground with a bang.
This sound seemed extremely inappropriate for this place at this time.
Everyone in the house looked at him coldly, with expressions of displeasure and even anger.
Some people were about to scold them, but when they saw what had fallen out, their expressions became extremely strange. The tea cups in someone's hands exploded one after another, which made them all look moved.
It was a very ancient wooden box, and it was covered with Sanskrit inscriptions. The Sanskrit was also mixed with a few small characters that were clear and distinct enough to move everyone.
"Clavicle Ecstasy Heavenly Buddha Scroll."
As soon as the wooden box appeared, the man in the bamboo hat had flipped out. The two people who passed by him reacted very quickly. They stretched out their hands to put the wooden box into their arms, stepped out of the building, and fled.
"Hmph, you dare to cause trouble on Master Ghost's territory. Master, I will capture these two people for you and let you deal with them."
Just one after another, a veteran of the Jianghu community stood up and rushed out like an eagle chasing a rabbit.
"presumptuous!"
"Be bold!"
"Master, calm down, I'll go too!"
"And I!"
…
One person was ahead, and then dozens of figures were seen leaving their seats, followed closely behind, each faster than the last, and each more anxious than the last.
Despite such changes, the voice on the top of the building remained unchanged: "Let them go, the party will continue."
Guo Ding frowned and turned around to see that the man wearing a bamboo hat had disappeared without a trace.
Not only these people, but also many forces in the building and boat have asked their disciples to quickly spread the message. For a time, both sides of the river were covered with swift shadows, scattered in all directions, and under the sultry night, there was a sudden killing and the wind was moving.
And on the top of the building boat, there is a chair, a chair overlooking the entire Qinhuai River.
The man wearing a bamboo hat slowly walked out of the shadows, casually took off his bamboo hat, took off his gray robe, and sat down with a flick of his sleeves.
As the gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the night sky, Li Muchan's face could be seen becoming clear under the shadow of the lamp.
He looked at the black and white masters under his feet who suddenly changed colors at the sudden movement. His eyes trembled, and his calm eyes were already filled with contempt, scorn, and sigh, as if a bird from above, The roc bird soaring in the nine heavens overlooks the ordinary beings vying for fame and wealth on the snail's horn.
"It's finally my turn." Li Muchan let out a long sigh.
This calamity must be overcome, because he is also one of this group of people, trapped in the quagmire of the world and the whirlpool of fame and fortune; but now he wants to try to see if he can climb out and become the person who stirs up the whirlpool, no longer being bullied by anyone. , continue to be manipulated by others, and have difficulty controlling life and death.
Shangguan Xiaoxian survived this disaster, and only then did he dominate the world and make money appear again.
Shenjian Villa has survived this calamity, and now just waiting for Xie Xiaofeng to break through, he can soar to the sky and fly freely.
Now, it's his turn to commit the robbery.
Because he wants to rise and fly.
This calamity must be extremely dangerous, because he not only has to face the attack of the "Blue Dragon Society", but also has to fend off the murderous intentions of the "Money Gang", and perhaps even the "Demon Cult" will not let him go.
Li Muchan could already sense the murderous intent lurking in the dark, and someone was going to deal with him.
But he never likes to be passive. Good opportunities are not waiting for them, but created by his own hands. Instead of waiting for someone to come to him and always being on guard, it is better to take the initiative.
Li Muchan no longer minded letting the world boil completely. He sat with a golden sword, drinking tea, leaning slightly down, looking down at the charming night scene below him like a fierce tiger, squinting and smiling: "Then ...Come on, everyone!"
