I was holding back my anger, and a few of us fought hard, and finally got a harvest.
We knew that money was not easy to make, but this Dafeng Teahouse was too unkind.
It took less than an hour for us to open our mouths. , one hundred thousand was obtained, which was a waste.
When I returned to Dafeng Tea House, the fat man held a kraft paper bag and said with a smile on his face: "Two distinguished guests, this is the information I just received.
It was just sent by the fax machine.
I just printed it out.
It is absolutely correct."
One-handed, you keep it.”
I took the document bag from the fat man's hand with an expressionless face, and said, "Calling you a profiteer is flattering you.
If you say that you have the information directly, and you offer a price of 100,000, and we get the money and the goods, then I I feel so happy.
You walked around with me, which made me feel very bad.
I feel like I was tricked by you. " "Oh, dear guest, please don't say that."
The fat man still laughed and said, "There are millions, tens of millions of pieces of information in our intelligence database.
If you don't ask about this information, how will I know?"
Have you ever asked about this information?
I also received it.
Your order, and then report it to the superior, who will then issue an order to the branch in Malaysia for investigation.
It can only be said that our speed is too fast, so fast that you feel that you cannot adapt, feel that you have been cheated by us, or feel that It’s so easy for us to make money.”
When the fat man said this, I felt that it really made sense.
He continued: "If you put yourself in my shoes and think about it, if I have already obtained the information, and I delay you for another ten days and a half, show off for a while, and then give you the information, will you feel that the money is well spent?
Yes."
Otherwise, I wouldn’t feel that the one hundred thousand yuan was wasted.”
I was stunned, damn, this is really what happened.
I just felt that within an hour, he had made money.
Yuelan and I looked at each other, and I laughed and cursed: "I have become a profiteer, and there are so many excuses, so I have accepted it."
"Hehehehe, you really can't say that.
The purpose of our Dafeng Tea House is to provide genuine products at reasonable prices, and the information we give you is not only fast, true, and accurate, but also absolutely value for money."
The fat man assured, patting his chest.
"Okay, let's go."
I smiled silently, pulled Yuelan and went out.
"Okay, please walk slowly.
You are welcome to come again next time."
The fat man bent down to see us off, so I rubbed him.
After I went out, I couldn't wait to open the kraft paper file bag, and what I saw were several photos, all of which were of the same person, a thin and dark old man.
This old man has short hair, and one of the photos shows his upper body.
Just one glance at it gave me goosebumps all over my body.
Because his whole body, including his ears, eyelids, face, and nose, were all covered with dense blue tattoos.
No, they were not tattoos to be exact, but densely packed runes.
Larger parts, such as the chest, abdomen, ribs, and back, are tattooed with large magic weapons.
For example, the chest is a tattoo of a copper coin sword.
The copper coins on the sword are lifelike, one by one, with clear lines. , and on the two ribs, there is a big seal on the left and a copper bell on the right.
What surprised me the most was that there was a living face tattooed on his abdomen, just above his navel.
This person was lifelike, with his eyes closed, but he looked like a real person.
In one of the photos, this person is holding a skull cap as a container to hold wine and drink, with a wicked smile on his face.
Seeing these photos, I feel uncomfortable all over.
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Not to mention me, even Yuelan's face is pale and pale.
"This person looks so evil just by looking at the photos.
How could he donate 30 million to the Seven Stars Temple?
Could he be a disciple of the Seven Stars Temple?"
Yuelan said a little unoptimistically.
I shook my head and said, "Probably not.
People who go out to Qixing Temple must be like my grandfather.
Even if they are not outstanding, they must be decent, and it won't be like this."
"Let's take a look at the information."
Yuelan asked me to look at the information at the back.
Li Teng, nicknamed the Malaysian Ghost King, is the vice president of the Malaysian Taoist Association and the general manager of the Malaysian Funeral Service Company.
I scanned his profile and found out that his company has a monopoly on the funeral business in all Chinese areas in Malaysia, and he alone makes all the money for the dead.
No wonder he is so rich.
There are a series of honorary titles later, all issued by local government departments and associations.
Then after a quick glance at the last piece of information, which was Li Teng's life story, I knew the true purpose of his donation.
Li Teng's father, Li Chongyang, is the 37th generation leader of the Five Ghosts Sect of the Maoshan Sect.
He fled the war in the 1940s with his family and a dozen disciples to Penang, Malaysia, where he developed and prospered.
After Li Chongyang passed away, Li Teng took over his father's position in the sect, and integrated some of the magic techniques of Sanmao under the Maoshan sect and the Gu techniques of Miao Jiang with the witchcraft of some local indigenous wizards to improve the local head-lowering technique.
With his skills, he became one of the best head-reducing masters in Malaysia.
It's just that Li Teng's actions have seriously deviated from the teachings of the Five Ghost Sect, and most of the members of the sect have left him.
Li Teng held a grudge, so he used the head-lowering technique to kill those who left one by one.
It's called clearing the door.
It was this incident that made Li Teng infamous and vicious.
Few people dared to offend Li Teng again.
Li Teng also used his own means to monopolize the funeral-related business in the local Chinese area, and established a good relationship with the local government departments and A position was obtained in the Taoist Association.
Yuelan and I looked at each other dumbfounded.
Yuelan also guessed it.
She lowered her voice and said, "Is he doing it for the thirty forbidden arts?"
"What else?"
I asked back, "But I don't think there is any need to ask the Patriarch.
It's been more than five hundred years now.
Does he have any secrets?
Can he know about this Malaysian Ghost King?"
Yuelan said seriously: "Don't underestimate these Jianghu people.
Some sects' techniques are not written down at all, but are passed down orally, so that some people died before they had time to pass them on.
In the end, Lost, and such secrets recorded in books Notes, there will be explanations within the sect.
For example, if Patriarch He Youqiu disappeared, there will definitely be records within the sect.
He disappeared together with the secret book.
This must also be written down.
Patriarch He Youqiu’s golden body suddenly appeared.
He How could I not come here for the secret book?"
"Then let's give away the secrets."
I looked at Yuelan dumbfounded and said, "I haven't even started practicing yet.
I just learned how to pierce a villain, but I haven't even pierced that bastard Lao Wang yet."
"Actually, it's not bad.
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You can use your mobile phone to take pictures or make copies.
If he wants the original, just return it to him."
Yuelan said, "It's just that this person is unorthodox.
All his disciples have left him.
How can he still be there?"
Come and get this thing.”
"That's what you said.
How about we go to the Seven Stars Temple and tell the headmaster and others about this matter and see what they say."
I thought for a while and said.
"Yeah."
Yuelan nodded.
Yuelan and I headed towards the Seven Stars View, finally feeling a little more balanced.
At least at this moment, we felt that the 100,000 yuan was well spent
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