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Three, the dark tide surges down

"He is Li Xiang." A soft shout suddenly sounded from the crowd.

Immediately, a slender and sexy woman jumped out and stopped in front of Zhu Tong.

"You are really the 'Miracle Doctor Li Xiang'. It's a pleasure to meet you. Can you get to know me?" The woman stretched out her white and tender hands. Seeing Zhu Tong's hesitation, her red lips came closer and whispered: "I am a TV reporter. I want to meet you." Please accept an interview with me and my colleagues at your convenience. If you don’t agree, I will yell.”

"What are you shouting for?" Zhu Tong's mouth showed smile lines.

Although this woman was charming with almond-shaped eyes and peach cheeks, except for the bright red beauty mark between her eyebrows that made him look at her for half a second, the rest of her was not very attractive.

At the first moment, he had clearly seen a few people around the woman. The focus was on the reporter surnamed Wang who was wearing glasses. He was at Tianlun Temple at noon. He asked Mr. Ba to introduce him from a distance.

"Of course it's 'Miracle Doctor Li Xiang'. Then you won't be able to escape." The woman blinked her big innocent eyes. A deep pool of blood covered him tightly.

Xijing is located in a remote place. Although it is the provincial capital, not many people know about "Miracle Doctor Li Xiang". In addition, it is early in the morning. Most of the people who come to this night market to spend money are business people. Even fewer people know the meaning of this name.

But if it is shouted out loud by a beauty, it is a completely different concept. The speed of gossip information covered with ambiguity has always been the fastest. Although Zhu Tong is not afraid, he does not want to get into trouble at such a sensitive time.

Zhu Tong wandered in the woman's eyes for a moment. He took out a business card and stuffed it into her hand. He smiled and said, "I'm always here for you."

"Excuse me. See you later." The woman stepped out of the way, smiled slightly and bowed slightly, elegantly making a gesture of invitation.

"Sangzhu's followers, I'm looking forward to it." Zhu Tong raised his legs and left. The moment the two of them were in contact with each other, he whispered ambiguously in her ear.

The woman was slightly startled. Soon, a mysterious smile appeared on her lips. Then, a whisper sounded in Zhu Tong's ears: "Senior Sister Qusangzhuom was right. You are really a difficult guy. Master is here. Before you leave, please let me stay away from you. But, I like you a little bit. Senior sister is currently cultivating in Dalin Temple in Nangang. 'Miracle Doctor Li Xiang'. Don't let Zhenzhu down."

Zhu Tong paused in his steps. He looked back in surprise at a woman who called herself "Zhenzhu". He shook his head and laughed, then followed the two police officers away.

Zhu Tong had already tested the skin-to-skin contact between their hands just now. Her cultivation level is not very advanced. But transmitting sounds into secrets is a very demanding secret technique. It cannot be used unless the cultivation level reaches a certain depth. Nowadays, In the eighth-grade Jianghu, there are no more than ten people who have reached this level of cultivation. No one will show off until the critical moment.

Among the people in the vast country, there are indeed many unknown unknown masters who have reached this level of cultivation. Among the group of idle clouds and cranes supported by Wanghai Hospital, there are two. Maybe it is the same as the woman who performed it lightly and skillfully. Very few.

Another analysis of the feeling just now. Although the sound transmission used by the woman has no trace, it is not transmitted along the cochlea, but directly to the heart. Zhu Tong made a preliminary judgment. It should be a secret technique that can enchant people's hearts.

There was a pink business card in his hand. The name on it was not "Zhenzhu" but Dou Yuhong. She called Living Buddha Qusangzhuom as senior sister. So the word "Zhenzhu" must be her dharma title under Yingfo Sect.

No wonder Eagle Buddha gave up Tianlun Temple so easily. Those who followed Ma Jiajie to protest were all crooked melons and jujubes. It turned out that they didn't care about that remote monastery at all. There is indeed a place called Nangang in the suburbs of Xijing. Is there a place there? Zhu Tong didn't know about the dojo called Dalin Temple, but Zhu Tong just ignored Zhenzhu's obviously provocative invitation and let it go.

He has decided to return to Shanghai tomorrow afternoon. He no longer wants to get involved with Tan Mushui in Xijing.

Dou Yuhong... this name... she should be Director Dou's sister. There is also a business card in Zhu Tong's pocket. On it is printed Director Dou's name in royal blue font: Dou Yuqing.

At the street entrance, Yin Shifeng had been put into the car. Qin Keqiang handed the knife-wielding guy to the boss. He had been subdued.

Zhu Tong didn't want to get into trouble. He winked at Qin Keqiang and followed the two police officers into a police car.

Soon, two police cars and two black RVs roared away. The noisy night market also returned to calm.

Zhenzhu, the reporter surnamed Wang and the other five people returned to their seats. They all looked thoughtful while holding up their wine glasses.

Their professional sensitivity and vision made them notice what just happened. The drunk guy was really looking for the toilet. He even came to their table to ask.

The night market is on a branch road in the downtown area. There is only one public restroom nearby. However, the door is locked at nine o'clock every night because there are few people maintaining it. Customers who are familiar with this place know that only a few food stalls have simple restrooms. Their business is also Extremely hot.

Most of the people who come here to consume after drinking too much go to nearby alleys and do so in dark places.

The drunk guy was obviously framed. The person who knocked him into the girl was the person on the stage next to them. Now he has disappeared.

"Oops. I lost my stuff." Reporter Wang suddenly shouted.

He was fiddling with the odds and ends on his body. The glasses he ordered at a high price were placed on the table.

"What's missing?" Dou Yuhong asked with concern.

She has been at the TV station for eight years. In that fiercely competitive and cruel world, from an unknown non-staff reporter to a popular female editor-in-chief in the Western Regions, along the way, she has to bear all kinds of hardships and feelings alone and secretly.

But people's endurance is limited. For a while, she felt that she was going crazy. She needed to talk but there was no one to talk to. She wanted to escape but had nowhere to go. When he was most desperate, he even thought of committing suicide.

During the most difficult time, she accidentally heard the name of Eagle Buddha from a friend next to her.

Last spring, in order to promote Xijing's tourism resources to the outside world, the new Secretary, through the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee, instructed the TV station to produce a feature film introducing the places of interest near Xijing. As a location anchor, Dou Yuhong traveled with the film crew to all places around Xijing .

It was at that time that Dou Yuhong met the legendary Eagle Buddha under the introduction of a friend in the Dalin Temple in Nangang, Xijing, which was hidden among the green trees.

From then on, Dou Yuhong had another name, a Buddhist name that only a few people knew: Zhenzhu.

"My iPhone. I lost my phone." Reporter Wang flipped through his work bag angrily. He had clearly put it there. How could it be missing?

"Don't worry. Look carefully." Reporter Wang's assistant, a newly graduated female college intern, gave Dou Yuhong a blank look and took her work bag and rummaged around.

Reporter Wang has a lot of bits and pieces on him. But all information needs a carrier. The iPhone that the female college intern bought for him at a high price is these information storage terminals.

Eight years ago, Dou Yuhong was the same as this intern female college student. She almost madly worshiped the reporter named Wang. To be fair, he was a bit lustful, but he was still a good man. He was very good at creating romance and adjusting the atmosphere. His behavior in bed I can only say so-so.

Dou Yuhong smiled carelessly and lowered her head to take a sip of wine.

The slightly spicy liquid soaked into her mouth and turned into a stream of warmth. She closed her eyes slightly and let the feeling extend into her body as the warmth spread. It turned into dense air and was absorbed by a fluorescent bead.

Eagle Buddha. That mysterious, noble, strong and god-like man. He saw through Dou Yuhong at a glance. He only uttered the word "Zhenzhu" and completely surrendered to her.

"Come into my door and cultivate with me." This was the first sentence spoken by Eagle Buddha.

Dou Yuhong actually nodded in agreement and took the initiative to take off her clothes as if by mistake, turning her pride into pious devotion.

But the dual cultivation that Eagle Buddha mentioned was not something that Dou Yuhong could understand at that time. He looked at her delicate body with an almost indifferent gaze for a moment, then stretched out a finger and tapped her smooth abdomen.

So, there is a round pearl there. A pearl that requires her full care and cultivation, likes to drink, and plays playful hide-and-seek with her. It can give her strength and allow her to understand the world in front of her more clearly.

It is a source of strength. After more than a year of hard training, Dou Yuhong finally got the recognition of the pearl. In her heart, the dual cultivation mentioned by Eagle Buddha is a gift to her. Her mission is to cultivate this pearl. If one day Eagle Buddha wants to take back the pearl to strengthen himself. Dou Yuhong will not complain at all.

The pearl was originally a bit of Buddhist truth given to her by the Eagle Buddha.

She knew that the possibility of that was extremely small. Unless Eagle Buddha faced an unsolvable crisis and needed strong power to meet the challenge. Eagle Buddha was already a god-like existence. No one could force him to that point. She just now I have already tested it. Even the "miraculous doctor Li Xiang" who is feared by Yingfo and his senior brothers and sisters does not have that ability.

The night before yesterday, Dou Yuhong met Eagle Buddha at Dalin Temple. He looked very weak. Dou Yuhong once again took off his clothes and took off his belt. He wanted to dedicate the pearl to Eagle Buddha. But Eagle Buddha hugged her for a moment and said: "The pearl in front of the Buddha." After thousands of kalpas, the dust will not be stained by the spring breeze."

That night, Dou Yuhong was really in love. She couldn't help but make all kinds of flattering gestures to this peerless strong man. Under her obsession, Eagle Buddha had no choice but to pass on three little tricks to her; the sound of heavenly Sanskrit music was one of them. Eagle Buddha said .When you practice the natural sounds of Sanskrit to a high level, you can contact him anytime and anywhere.

Dou Yuhong's practice is still shallow. I just tried it on "Miracle Doctor Li Xiang". The effect is very good. The future is worth looking forward to.

"Stop looking for it. Your apple is at the 'Miracle Doctor Li Xiang''s place." Dou Yuhong saw that the female intern college student was about to cry. She couldn't bear it and said calmly.

"How do you know? He just passed by me and smiled at me. It must have been at that time. But, he is 'Miracle Doctor Li Xiang', not 'Miracle Thief Li Xiang'. I will call him right now." Reporter Wang didn't believe it.

Think about it. Maybe people know that he has been cheating. Maybe they don’t want these things to spread. Maybe they have other uses for these things. They took them away casually.

Reporter Wang took the female assistant's mobile phone and was dialing. Suddenly, two people appeared around him. A document appeared in front of him.

"Reporter Wang, do you have a mobile phone? Let me use it."

Reporter Wang looked at the ID carefully. He raised his head and said, "I'm sorry. I lost my mobile phone."

"When did this happen."

"I just found out. I'm about to call the police." Reporter Wang is extremely experienced. As a reporter, he has many channels for accessing information. He knows that there are some things that he cannot get involved with.

He now wished that the iPhone was with "Miracle Doctor Li Xiang". At least he didn't hand it over on his own initiative.


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