The network from the Capital Library can be connected to the New York Stock Market for direct trading. This guy must be secretly acting alone. If it is really him, then what does the other party look like now?
Ren Xiaoyao stopped wandering and chose a seat near the door to sit down. If his judgment was correct, the other party would get up and leave soon, and that would be the key moment to prove whether his judgment was correct or not.
A fat boy stood up and walked towards the door.
Ren Xiaoyao lowered his eyes slightly and let the boy pass by him.
The boy walked to the door and looked at the sandstorm outside, shook his head, and walked back.
Another person approached, this time a middle-aged man. He hesitated when he came to the door, then opened the door and walked out.
Within ten minutes, five or six more people passed by Ren Xiaoyao one after another, but he never raised his head.
When a middle-aged woman wearing a coat passed by Ren Xiaoyao, a smile finally appeared on his lips.
Ren Xiaoyao followed the middle-aged woman out of the library, keeping a distance of about fifty meters from her along the way.
He didn't dare to use his telekinesis ability at such a close distance, otherwise if the other party discovered it, all his previous efforts would be in vain.
And the other party has never used his super power, so it is difficult for him to sense the other party's traces from a long distance.
The pursuit started under another situation.
The two people walked onto Andingmen East Street one after another, then turned into Beixiao Street, Dongzhimen Nei Street, and Beixinqiao North Street.
What is this guy planning to do? Why is he going in circles? Could it be that he has discovered himself?
Yes, it's very possible. In this case, you have to take action in advance! Ren Xiaoyao looked around, and there were only a few pedestrians and few cars in the flying sand in the sky.
Yes, this is a good time to take action without fear of hurting innocent people. He thought secretly.
The middle-aged woman suddenly stopped in front of the Yonghe Temple, then bought a ticket and went in.
Ren Xiaoyao also bought a ticket and asked while swiping the card: "How crowded are you today?"
The conductor sighed and said: "With this damn weather, where are the people coming from? I think we in Beijing are doomed..."
It would be nice if there was no one around, and Ren Xiaoyao breathed a sigh of relief.
After passing the archway, we went up the long chariot road.
The green pines and cypresses on both sides stand proudly in the wind and sand, showing extraordinary aura. In fact, not only the trees, but also the Zhaotai Gate in front and the Ajiacang on the roadside show such a domineering arrogance with golden tiles and glazed glass.
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Ren Xiaoyao is quite familiar with this place. It is the largest and most well-preserved Lamaist temple in Beijing and is also the highest-standard Buddhist temple in the country.
However, what he is more concerned about is the short history of this place as a "sticking place".
In the 33rd year of Emperor Kangxi's reign in the Qing Dynasty, Emperor Kangxi built a mansion here and gave it to his fourth son, Prince Yong. It was called Prince Yong's Mansion.
In 1723 AD, Yinzhen adopted less than honorable means and became emperor, namely Emperor Yongzheng, Shizong of the Qing Dynasty.
His family moved into the inner courtyard of the palace as usual. During his political activities of eradicating dissidents, his imperial intelligence agency, the "sticking pole office", was located here.
After Yinzhen became emperor, his palace was called "Qianlong Mansion".
In the third year after he succeeded to the throne, half of the palace was converted into a palace, called Yonghe Palace, and the other half was given to Lama Zhangjia Hutuktu to serve as the upper house of the Yellow Sect.
Yongzheng thirteen years.
When Yongzheng "died", his spiritual hub was parked here. Therefore, the original green glazed tiles of the main hall of Yonghe Lama Temple were changed to yellow glazed tiles.
And because Emperor Qianhuang was born here, two emperors came out of Yonghe Palace, which became the "Longqian Blessed Land", so the palace has yellow tiles and red walls, the same specifications as the Forbidden City Palace.
He didn't expect to fight against the opponent in such a place. Although there were no tourists and no innocent people would be harmed, it would be terrible if the cultural relics were destroyed. Ren Xiaoyao frowned secretly.
Why did the other party come here? Is it a gathering place? Impossible, and no one can live here, so this is the "battlefield" he chose? Ren Xiaoyao felt wary in his heart.
If the other party chose this place, there must be a reason. It is possible that they want to use the environment here to do something, but they don’t know how to use it?
Walking up the imperial road in the middle of Zhaotai Gate, you can see the patterns of two dragons playing with beads and the Chinese character longevity on the walls on both sides.
Ren Xiaoyao smiled bitterly in his heart, "Longevity and longevity"? I hope so!
The middle-aged woman passed the Bell and Drum Tower and Stele Pavilion, and walked slowly into the Temple of the Heavenly King.
Ren Xiaoyao also followed him strolling.
Before entering the palace gate, a strange feeling suddenly arose in my heart.
An extremely powerful momentum is coming!
For a time, the flying sand within tens of meters completely stopped and fell one after another.
The other party has activated his "aura"!
In the main hall, a slightly fat man was smiling at Ren Xiaoyao. His expression was very similar to the smiling Maitreya Buddha sitting cross-legged in the middle of the hall.
"Thank you so much for following me for so long, Mr. Long Xiao!" the fat man said with a smile.
Sure enough, he was recognized! Ren Xiaoyao was slightly shocked. It seemed that the other party must have conducted special research on him after he went to the White House alone to threaten George W. Bush.
I just don't know if I know the strength of my subordinates very well? It's possible that Qin Yan, Ren Yu, and Qiao Meng know it well.
As for Zhuang Hu and Hong Mao, this may not be the case, because they have never done anything to attract the limelight. In the past few years, the slightly difficult tasks have been taken over by themselves and Qin Yan. In this case, it is likely to create a sense of agitation for the other party. The impression that "my strength is nothing more than this" will be extremely beneficial to my future battles.
Ren Xiaoyao had a thought in his mind and immediately smiled and said: "Mr., a millionaire who has transformed into thousands of people, why can't you be your banker in the New York stock market? What are you doing in the Lama Temple in China? Do you want to become a lama?"
The other party was not moved by Ren Xiaoyao's ridicule. He looked at Ren Xiaoyao a little funny and said: "With Mr. Long's ability, it's not surprising that he can keep up with me. What surprises me is how you recognized me in the library. What about? I am still a little confident in my ability to transform, so can you please Mr. Long tell me where the flaw is?"
Ren Xiaoyao raised his chin: "They are your shoes. Although your windbreaker and shoes can change their shape at will, the sand on the soles cannot be removed at once..."
The man was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said: "So that's the case, but I was negligent. So what are you going to do with me now, Mr. Long?"
Damn fat man, there are so many problems.
How to deal with you, of course, is to ask for a confession, then kill you and go back to sleep.