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Chapter 224 Betrayed by the Old Fox

Sure enough, it was Qing Jing, that old fox, who was playing tricks behind his back. He was in Nanfeng, and his hands were so long.

"Boss Chen, don't blame my master. This is the foundation of Tao, which has a long history."

"Are you also enlightened?"

"My master said, I'm just a messenger." The little monk chuckled, knowing that Chen Bufei's anger had subsided, and it was time to discuss serious matters.

"Look at this." The little monk took out a notebook from his long sleeve, and opened the notebook full of pictures.

The photos are all about that program. Chen Bufei saw this looped program in the old man's office, and he has a deep memory.

What's more, Mr. Li invited him to be a guest.

Chen Bufei took over the stack of photos, "What do you mean by quiet?"

"It's like this. My master accidentally fell off a cliff when he was traveling in the mountains and rivers a few years ago, and was rescued by a wild man in the mountain village. The granddaughter of the second uncle of the wild man in the mountain village came to this place with an antique. programme."

The little monk was spitting and talking non-stop. Chen Bufei held the photo album in front of his face and said, "Tell me the important point."

"This little girl took a family heirloom for appraisal. The appraisal result was false. The treasure was smashed in public. The little girl disappeared after coming out of the show."

Chen Bufei pulled out his chair and sat down. I don't know if it was because of insufficient system points. Chen Bufei always felt that he was weak and unable to lift his spirits these two days.

"Just call the police."

"Master said that I had to do this favor when I received someone's kindness. Call the police? Benjiang?" The little monk uttered the last two words with a bit of sarcasm.

This was the first time Chen Bufei saw such an expression on the young monk's face, "How much did your second uncle's granddaughter give Qingjing?"

"It's not much, just more than 100 meals of roast chicken." The little monk realized that he had slipped his tongue, "Ah, Master said, it's hard to turn down such kindness."

"Come on, losing a little girl is such a big deal. I'm not capable of it. Even if the power in this area is too great, they can't silently suppress a life."

The little monk was rarely silent.

Chen Bufei retorted inwardly, of course it is possible.

"I really still can't figure out why Qing Jing should intervene in this matter."

The young monk clasped his hands together and said the Buddha's words, "Everything is fate."

Chen Bufei threw the photo in his hand on the table, "Yes, I can't control this matter."

"." The little monk had another idea in mind. Anyway, the master said that as long as Chen Bufei disagreed, he would take out this thing.

Chen Bufei watched the little monk take out a stone, "Master said, you will agree after seeing this."

Chen Bufei exploded immediately, sometimes he really couldn't tell whether Monk Qingjing was real or fake, could it be possible that he knew about Shitozi's assassination?
"Give up, I'm not interested in stones." Chen Bufei admitted that he was stubborn. He has been studying treasures day and night recently, absorbing the memories left by each treasure.

There is only one thing he knows better, it seems that the origin and culture of Xinjiang are all related to stones.

Mine, several big families, and even this inexplicable stone organization.

In the misty scene in front of him, Qing Jing still had to appear to intervene. He seemed to know everything, but he pretended not to understand.

When Chen Bufei chased the little monk out, the system was already notifying that the points were not enough, and the system points were like people wanting to eat.

It needs to be consumed every day, not to mention that Chen Bufei absorbed it for several days without sleep. Chen Bufei took a shower, changed his clothes and went to the antique street.

He has two shops on this street. It has been almost two months since we last saw each other before Chen Bufei came over.

Wu Jingguo handles affairs neatly, and the store is also in good order. When Chen Bufei just came in, the new clerk saw him dressed casually, and thought he was a student from the university town, so he had no enthusiasm.

"Let's go, clean up."

Chen Bufei glanced over, moved his body and took two steps back.

At this time, the clerk started talking again, "Let me give you a break, don't you understand? What are you looking for, you can't afford it."

Chen Bufei smiled, he touched his face, "Do I look so poor?"

"Let's do this." The clerk looked mysterious, "I'll show you the way, turn left on the street ahead and turn to the second one, where there are so many handicrafts, there are so many fake ones! Buy a gadget and go back to coax your girlfriend, how nice, little brother Let's go back."

The clerk confided his heart and felt that he was very kind, "The babies here are all worth a house, so be obedient."

If Chen Bufei didn't leave, he would look too ungrateful, but if he stayed here, the clerk's broom would be right in front of him.

"What's the noise so early in the morning!" The butler in the store just came out, his eyes lit up when he saw the person at the door.

"Hey, boss, why didn't you tell me in advance!" The housekeeper trotted over.

Chen Bufei smiled faintly, "Come and see if I have nothing to do today."

The clerk moved his broom back quietly, and his whole face turned pale. Boss?Is this young man who looks like a college student in front of me the boss?

"Xiao Zhang, what are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and get a cup of tea!"

"Oh, good." The little clerk didn't dare to look up at Chen Bufei, worried that he might lose his job.

Chen Bufei went upstairs under the guidance of the housekeeper. He didn't see anything upstairs last time he came here.

The decoration in the store is very retro, and the red sandalwood can even smell a bit of time, and the decoration of the whole street is almost exactly the same.

"Boss, drink tea." The clerk lowered his head and handed over the tea in a muffled voice.

It happened that there was a chair in front of him. The clerk was too nervous and accidentally touched his foot. He turned the tea in his hand and went straight to Chen Bufei.

With a crash, hot smoke rose from Chen Bufei's chest.

Chen Bufei got up and took it off quickly, but it took a few seconds for the clerk to feel relieved that he had really caused trouble, "Boss, my boss"

"What are you doing to eat!" The butler slapped the clerk on the back of the head, "I can't do this well, pack up and get out!"

Then he changed another face and looked at Chen Bufei, "Boss, it's hot, should I call a doctor?"

"No, it's okay." Chen Bufei looked at the clerk and smiled, "No need to fire, it's not that serious."

"Don't hurry up and thank the boss! A little bit of eyesight!" The housekeeper scolded severely.

The clerk's eyes were red, "Boss, it's because I don't know Taishan, I didn't recognize you, me, me, me."

"Okay, what's the big deal." Chen Bufei smiled nonchalantly, his chest was a little hot just now, but it was nothing serious.

"Tell me about what's in the store."

(End of this chapter)