Xiang Que left for Malaysia three days after arriving at Jingci Nunnery in Tianshan.
But two days before Xiang Que's departure, after a flight from Beijing to Malaysia landed, a javelin-like figure walked down the gangway.
The figure was alone, with a pair of large sunglasses on the bridge of the nose, no long belongings and no luggage, wearing ordinary casual clothes, walking at a leisurely pace.
Logically speaking, this posture should look very ordinary and unobtrusive, but since this person walked down the gangway and entered the airport hall, many people have looked sideways at him, most of whom are of the opposite sex.
"Da da da, da da da" behind the figure, a woman wearing high heels, a short skirt and a long gown with her hair pulled up quickly trotted over carrying a boarding case.
"Hey, wait" behind the figure, the woman hurriedly called out.
The man wearing sunglasses paused, put one hand in his pocket and held the glasses on his nose with the other, and asked, "Call me?"
When he spoke, it seemed that the whole world was sunny, with a smile, and his teeth were white, like a spring breeze.
The woman who was carrying the suitcase bit her lip and blushed, she shook her body rather shyly, and then said in a voice like a mosquito: "Well, just now, I was sitting on you on the plane just now. next to it, do you remember?"
"After getting on the plane, you asked for a glass of water, and only ate two slices of oatmeal bread halfway through the flight. You seemed to be looking out the window for half of the time during the three-hour flight?"
"Actually, that's looking at you," the woman murmured inwardly, but then she jumped up with joy, because what the man with glasses said was clearly paying attention to her.
"Can I add a WeChat, or want a phone call?" The beautiful woman looked at the man in glasses expectantly with her big eyes that were tender and watery.
"Okay, come on, just remember" The man with glasses didn't hesitate, and happily burst out a string of phone numbers. After speaking, he nodded slightly, and then walked towards the outside of the airport. .
The beautiful woman carrying the suitcase immediately activated her brain, which almost reached the dual-core processor, and desperately memorized the eleven numbers reported by the man, and quickly entered them into her mobile phone after he left.
Outside the airport, the man in glasses boarded a pure black Rolls-Royce waiting outside, and the car left the airport and headed for Kuala Lumpur.
That night, the woman at the airport was in a five-star hotel in Kuala Lumpur. After washing up, she was wearing a white nightgown. She was holding a glass of top red wine from Boer Winery in her left hand and an Apple Plus in her right hand. There is a string of phone numbers, and the remark of the number is four characters.
"Extremely handsome guy"
A minute later, the woman raised her head and drank the red wine in the glass, then pressed the dial button. In a few seconds, Zhang Yan picked up the phone and whispered hello One sound.
The woman in the hotel suddenly looked confused. After several greetings appeared on the phone, she said unwillingly: "Sorry, I, I made a mistake."
Hanging up the phone in a hurry, the woman threw the phone on the bed angrily: "This must be glass, comrade, it is curved, yes, it must be curved"
In the third phase of the China World Trade Center, Zhang Yan put down her mobile phone quite casually and without any surprise. In recent years, the chance of her receiving wrong calls is several percentage points higher than ordinary people, and the wrong calls are all young women.
There is no way, there is a man next to her who is too amazing, every time he is harassed by a strange woman, Zhang Yan's number is always reported in the end.
Two days later, at Malaysia's Kuala Lumpur International Airport, Xiang Que and Qing Ling boarded a taxi bound for the city.
Qingling looked at the man sitting next to her quietly. She remembered that the first time she met him was on Qilian Mountain. At that time, this young man was full of vigor, and there was a smell of teenage madness in every gesture.
After a year later, when I met him again, there was a touch of vicissitudes and hesitation. There was no youth and frivolity, and what was left was a bearded and lonely expression.
Xiang Que didn't seem to notice the staring eyes at the side at all. After the taxi entered downtown Kuala Lumpur, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.
After the phone was connected, a middle-aged man's voice came out: "Who is it?"
"Mr. Cai, hello, my surname is Xiang, and I have arrived in Kuala Lumpur now"
"Oh, is it Mr. Xiang?" The person on the phone asked in surprise, "So fast?"
"Things are a bit urgent, so I came here in a hurry.?? said to Que.
"Okay, then I'll tell you the address, just come and find me"
An hour later, the taxi entered a wealthy area in Kuala Lumpur. According to the address given by the person on the phone, the car finally stopped outside a three-story villa.
"Boom" Xiang Que and Qing Ling got off the car, closed the door, and a man in his forties was waiting at the entrance of the villa, dressed in white.
"Mr. Xiang, hello, hello." The person at the door greeted Xiang Que with his hands clasped together.
Xiang Que smiled politely, reached out and shook his hand.
"Inside please, please come in"
In the villa, Cai Xili brought Xiang Que and Qing Ling closer to the living room, and after ordering the servants to serve tea, there were only three of them left in the living room.
After drinking a cup of tea, Cai Xili asked with emotion: "Are you from Gujing Temple?"
"My master said that I was an old acquaintance with you a few years ago. I have important things to do when I come to Malaysia this time, so let me contact you as soon as possible."
"This is what it should be. If it weren't for Gujing Temple, I might not be able to sit here at this time. Thank you for rebuilding."
After the two parties exchanged some polite greetings, Xiang Que gradually lost his patience, so he took the initiative to bring up the topic.
"The master said, Mr. Cai is the head-down master in Malaysia?"
"Hehe, it's just a poor name"
Xiang Que then asked again: "To be honest, I came to Malaysia because a relative had a head-dropping technique, and there has been no solution, so I hope to come to Malaysia to find a way to relieve the surrender."
"Shua" Cai Xili asked with a surprised expression: "Have you been hit by the head-bending technique? With all due respect, even if you have been hit by the head-bending technique, it may not be impossible to solve it with your ancient well-concept methods, right? It's not that we underestimate ourselves, the head-bending technique After all, it is a small way, and even in China, it may not be able to catch the orthodox eyes. I am a head-down master myself, and I know a little bit that most of the head-down techniques are actually not that powerful, even if it is not a head-down master. possible unraveling"
Xiang Que pursed his lips and said, "What if it's not the vast majority of head lowering techniques? Just a small part?"
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