When Chen Guang returned to the hotel room, it was already ten minutes later. When he came out, he left in a hurry, but when he returned, he was leisurely as if he was taking a stroll.
He did not care about what the high animal honey badger would decide, nor could he interfere.
As for what exactly the Shadow and the Z Organization that Fox mentioned just now was, it didn't make much difference to him.
Just as he said, two come, two die. It was as simple as that.
If others dared to stroke the tiger's whiskers, they had to be mentally prepared to be torn apart by the tiger.
Chen Guang was never lenient towards assassin organizations, just like what he did to The Broken World.
Most assassin organizations were narrow-minded. They were allowed to kill others, but they were not allowed to kill their people.
But this time, they ran into an iron plate, and it was their bad luck.
When he passed by the hotel, a large group of people was gathered there, looking at the hole that he had made when he landed, chattering non-stop.
The hole was three decimeters deep and about a meter in diameter. It looked very abrupt.
Chen Guang thought to himself that his posture when he accidentally went downstairs was too cool. This caused a commotion. I moved so fast, no one should have noticed me, right?
He pressed down on the brim of his cap, quietly moved forward, and hid in the crowd.
"I'll bet you five hundred! Something must have fallen here just now! That's how it could make such a big hole in the floor! "
A hotel employee in a security uniform said excitedly.
Next to him, a man in a suit rubbed his chin, "Yes, that's right, but what about the thing? Where is it? "
"Manager, don't ask me, I don't know either. I came here when the sound came, but I didn't see anything."
The manager was also puzzled. He squatted down and carefully looked at the ground, "Then what's going on? Is there a recording from the surveillance? "
Another security guard next to him shook his head, "No, I didn't see anything. I just saw this place was fine, and suddenly there was a rumble. I blinked my eyes, and the hole is here."
The group of onlookers looked at each other in dismay. Everyone, including the manager, was at a loss.
"Did anyone notice that there are two marks in this hole?"
At this time, a seemingly knowledgeable old man next to him muttered.
The security guard who spoke first replied, "We're not blind."
The corners of the Keeper's mouth twitched in embarrassment. But as expected of a scholar, he quickly composed himself. "If we want to know what caused this hole, then we should start with these two marks."
Seeing that his words were reasonable, the others listened attentively.
The Keeper's heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment. He squatted down and ran his hand over the marks on the bottom of the crater. "According to my years of experience, these were two hard objects that struck the floor."
Everyone rolled their eyes. Aren't you just spouting nonsense?
"We really aren't blind."
The manager couldn't stand him either.
"These two hard objects should be man-made, but the strange thing is that this security brother immediately rushed to the scene, but he didn't see anything, and there was nothing in the surveillance video!"
The Keeper didn't seem to mind the stares.
Seeing that he was starting to reason again, the crowd calmed down.
With that said, the Keeper stood up, arched his neck, straightened his back, and paced two circles. His fingers twirled, as if he were telling a fortune.
Everyone saw that he was acting mysteriously, but they didn't want to disturb him, so they could only follow his gaze. After a long time, when everyone was about to get dizzy, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and glared at them. "I know!"
"What do you know!"
The manager and the security guard asked in unison.
The Keeper took a deep breath, and turned his head to face the crowd. His face was solemn, and he spoke with a hint of fear in his eyes. He looked up at the sky, and then at the people around him. He lowered his voice to a whisper. "Gentlemen, have you ever considered that this place is haunted? These two marks are actually the footprints of a ghost! "
The crowd subconsciously laughed in unison, expressing their disdain for the Keeper's superstitious thinking.
But it didn't last more than a few seconds. The crowd's thoughts began to settle, and the atmosphere grew heavy. The smiles on their faces slowly disappeared.
The security guard in charge of the surveillance camera scratched his head as he tried to recall. "I've checked the video at least three times, and there's nothing. Then there's this hole in the ground."
"Did you play the video in slow motion to examine it?"
The manager's face was pale, and his hair stood on end as he asked.
The man continued to scratch his head. "Hmm, the third time I played it in slow motion frame by frame. Of the twenty-four frames per second, there was a blurry shadow in two frames, but nothing else."
"Two frames?" The manager asked, and then began to count on his fingers. "In other words, the thing hit the ground within 0.1 seconds, hit the ground, and then flew away?"
Although everyone felt there was something wrong with the man's analysis, they couldn't find any reason to refute it.
The Keeper coughed lightly, and once again focused everyone's attention on him. His voice grew darker. "Do you understand now? It's a ghost! Only a ghost can do this, slow it down and slow it down, and only a ghost can avoid being caught on camera! Manager, ever since I checked into your hotel the day before yesterday, I've had the feeling there's something wrong with the feng shui here. Now it looks like I'm right. Your Crouching Dragon appears to be in the middle of a dragon's cave, and has the qi of the Black Tortoise, but in actuality … "
The manager, the security guards, and the rest of the crowd were left in suspense.
"Actually what? When the hotel was first built, the feng shui master we had arranged for it to be like this. "
The Keeper clapped his hands together. "In fact, it looks like you have the qi of the Black Tortoise, but this Black Tortoise isn't the real Arbiter of Fate, it's Yin Xuan!"
"What's Yin Xuan?"
"Humans have seven emotions and six desires. There's a positive and negative side, and the ancient gods also have positive and negative sides. The Black Tortoise that your hotel occupies is the dark side of the Black Tortoise's heart. It's not strange for ghosts to appear here. "
At this moment, Chen Guang, who was hiding in the crowd, could tell that this pedant wasn't a proper person.
Don't be fooled by his words, but when he first mentioned the Crouching Dragon and the qi of the Black Tortoise, the onlookers assumed it was a result of divination. But Chen Guang sensed something familiar in the Keeper's tone and expression.
Yes, it was the smell of acting.
She was like a professional actor who had already sketched out the lines in the script and acted with great emotion and emotion.
Clearly, he was in cahoots with the other feng shui master they had hired when the hotel was first built. Echoing each other's words, their goal was to make some money from the hotel.
The manager was thoroughly intimidated. "Sir, what you say makes sense, but what should we do now?"
The Keeper seemed to want to say something, but hesitated. He looked at the others, and the manager understood. He and the Keeper turned and walked to the side.
The Keeper was deliberately hiding from the crowd, but he didn't know that Chen Guang had heard every word.
"It's not that there isn't a way. You'll have to perform a ritual, and open a few wind gates. Let the yin energy flow out, and turn it into the yang energy, a true dragon. That way, the problem will be solved. "
"Sir, I understand what you mean, but this is a serious matter. I'll have to contact the boss first."
"Alright, no problem. You decide. I'll be staying in Lang-F County for another three to five days, so make your decision as soon as possible."
"Sir, where are you going?"
The Keeper patted the manager on the shoulder, his expression inscrutable. "Travelling the four seas. Heaven's secrets cannot be divulged."
Chen Guang didn't intend to pay attention to these matters, but he felt his murderous aura had been too strong.
He'd once thought his heart would always be as calm as a lake, unperturbed by the waves. But now it seemed that people change, especially when their status and position changed.
This made him sad.
The assassin's organization deserved to die, but in the past he wouldn't have been so contemptuous and dismissive of the lives of others.
Assassins did deserve to die, but as the Fox had said before his death, they were still people, and they had lives.
Chen Guang understood that while he was talking about the equality of all living things, he had come up with an all-conquering reason to take the lives of others. It was a contradiction.
Chen Guang understood that even though he was aware of the changes taking place, he couldn't control the situation.
If a man could control his heart and soul in the direction he desired, then he wasn't a man, but a god.
So now, Chen Guang wanted to be more grounded.
How to be grounded?
Exposing the scams in front of him was the only way to be grounded. Meddling in the affairs of the world would make him more human.
He walked over to the manager and the Keeper, took off his cap, and coughed twice. "Old gentleman, please don't pretend to be a ghost. What kind of ghost is this?! You're the one with a ghost in your head. "
The manager, on the other hand, wasn't happy. He turned to scold Chen Guang. "What do you know, kid … Damn, Mr. Chen! Why are you here? "
The manager of course knew Chen Guang. Today, when Chen Guang had checked into the hotel, ensuring that he wasn't disturbed had become the highest priority of the hotel staff. That was why they'd been so nervous when they'd heard the commotion below.
Chen Guang shrugged. "If I didn't come and take a look, you'd be tricked into selling your underwear."
The Keeper at the side seemed to be focused on swindling. He didn't recognize Chen Guang. Instead, he frowned and looked at Chen Guang with an unhappy expression. "Young man, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. I know you youngsters don't believe in Fengshui, but that doesn't mean you have the right to deny the traditions of your ancestors. This Dao Master is just trying to help this young friend solve his problem out of goodwill. Aren't you a bit lacking in manners by scolding people? Young man, there's no harm in reading more books. Understanding more about the traditions left behind by our ancestors is helpful in improving one's self-cultivation. Fengshui, physiognomy, and the Book of Changes are the wisdom left behind by our ancestors. They've been passed down for thousands of years, and they rely on genuine ability and knowledge, not on having a ghost in the head! "
Chen Guang didn't say anything. Instead, it was the manager who stared blankly at the Keeper.
The manager was greatly frightened. How ignorant and ill-informed was this old man to not recognize Chen Guang?
Did he have to read more books?
Old man, do you know that the person standing in front of you is currently the internationally recognized master of N materials?
He is a true master!
Unadulterated!
If it weren't for the fact that among the martial artists of Jianghu, there was someone from the Plain Clothes Sect who was truly proficient in Fengshui and physiognomy, especially Taoist Cang Song, who was even more famous in Jianghu, Chen Guang would have almost been tricked by this old man.
Of course, the most important thing was that he knew where this hole came from.
"Old man, what you say makes a lot of sense, but it's no use, because I know where this hole came from."
The Keeper laughed out loud, "You know?"
Chen Guang nodded, "That's right, I know very well."
The manager at the side hesitated for a few seconds, subconsciously feeling that Chen Guang was more reliable, "Mr. Chen, you should say something."
Chen Guang shrugged, "Are you stupid? Don't you see that right above this place is my room window? "
The manager nodded, "That's right, I know that Mr. Chen's room is above. It's on the eighth floor, our presidential suite."
Chen Guang grunted, "It's good that you know. I'm not afraid of you asking me for compensation. I'll tell you directly, this hole was made by me. I jumped down and smashed it. "
"What?!"
As he spoke, Chen Guang didn't hide anything, but rather spoke in a loud and carefree voice.
The surrounding crowd of onlookers, the manager, the security guard, and the Keeper were all stupefied.
"Pfft, hahaha! Young man, are you sleepwalking? "
The Keeper laughed out loud, and then said, "This Dao Master has lived for more than sixty years, and I've never heard of such a preposterous and nonsensical matter. A person jumped down from the eighth floor and smashed such a big hole in the ground, and then you're telling others that this hole was made by him? Hahahaha! Are you an idiot or what? If what you say is true, then this Dao Master also jumped down from the eighth floor and smashed a hole like this for you! "
Chen Guang squinted at him with interest, "Are you sure?"
The Keeper nodded heavily, "A gentleman's word!"
In order to swindle this hotel, he and his accomplices had painstakingly planned for half a month. Originally, they wouldn't have been so anxious, but today was a heaven-sent opportunity. How could he let it slip by? Of course, he wouldn't cower.
Chen Guang opened his mouth wide, forming an 'O' shape, and then said, "A promise cannot be taken back! But what if you can't do it? You'll fall to the eighth floor and become minced meat. "
"If I can't do it, then this Dao Master will kneel on the ground and crawl like a dog! Bark like a dog! All night long! "
The old swindler threw caution to the wind. He couldn't be exposed by this young man he didn't know.
Chen Guang laughed, "That's fine, old sir. Give me a minute, I'll give you a few postures."
Before going upstairs, Chen Guang called out to the manager and the others. "Hey, everyone, get your phones ready."
"Mr. Chen, what are you doing?! Don't mess around! "
Chen Guang shrugged, "Jumping off a building."
"What?"
Hearing this, everyone jumped in fright.
However, Chen Guang's face was calm. "Didn't he say he didn't believe me? Wouldn't it be fine if I just jumped again? It's like drinking soup. It's not a big deal. Later, make sure I look more handsome. "
It wasn't until Chen Guang went upstairs that the manager's mind reacted in a daze. He remembered a video he had watched a few days ago that had gone viral on the internet.
He caught the bullet with his finger!
It seemed …
He was for real?
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