Can I have a recommendation?
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After leaving the Tatung Restaurant, Ye Xuan and Huang Fei-hung hadn't had a bite of food or a sip of water for the whole day. Instead, they wandered aimlessly through the streets and alleys of Foshan. Or, to be more precise, Huang Feihong was walking with a blank look in his eyes, while Ye Xuan was following behind him, a little worried.
As night fell, Huang Fei-hung stopped. In front of them was a brightly colored stage. The stage was brightly lit, and on the stage were two seemingly real gold mountains made of unknown materials. A foreign devil was sitting on one side, and a fake foreign devil's comprador was standing by the loudspeaker in front of the stage, trying his best to promote something. Countless people stood in front of the stage, and all of them looked excited.
A gust of wind blew, and a few pieces of propaganda paper flew in the air. Ye Xuan and Huang Fei-hung grabbed the paper floating in the air and unfolded it. The first thing they saw on the propaganda paper was a glittering gold mountain. Then, they saw a line of big words written at the top of the propaganda paper: "Go to the Gold Mountain, dig for gold, pan for gold sand, and make a fortune!"
"In America, everyone has to be very careful when they walk!" The fake foreign devil's comprador standing in front of the stage laughed as he gestured.
"Why?" the crowd below asked.
"Because if you're not careful, you'll step on gold." The fake foreign devil's comprador laughed as if it was a serious matter.
"How can there be such a good thing?" The people below the stage were obviously not fools. They believed his words and expressed their doubts.
"That's not all!" The fake foreign devil's comprador saw the reaction and was delighted. He continued to promote, "Wash your face by the river, and when you scoop up the water, there will be gold sand."
"Is there such a good place?"
"Of course there is such a place. As long as we go there, it's better than staying in our hometown for a lifetime! Come, one for each of us. Let's take a look. " Seeing that someone was tempted, the fake foreign devil comprador quickly took out a piece of promotional paper and gave it to everyone. He continued to exaggerate, "Don't tell me that I didn't inform you in advance. You have to wear black glasses when you go there. You will be blinded by the gold. If you're blind, you won't be able to see the gold and you won't be able to pick it up … "
Hearing this, Huang Feihong, who was standing among the crowd, raised his hand and took off the sunglasses on his face. Looking at the fake foreigner on the stage, and then looking at the excited crowd below the stage, he shook his head and sighed. Putting away the sunglasses, he said to Ye Xuan, who was beside him, "Ah Xuan, is it really that good to go abroad?"
"Heh, Master, how is this possible?" Ye Xuan glanced at the crowd in front of him, the foreign devil on the stage, and the comprador who was enthusiastically bragging. He sneered and said: "If foreign countries are really that good, why would they come to our China to do business? The mountain of gold they were talking about was indeed a gold mine, but that was something that happened a long time ago. If there was really gold to pick up, how could it be our Chinese people's turn? "
There was one more thing that Ye Xuan didn't know if he should tell Huang Fei-hung. It was that he vaguely remembered that the Chinese workers who were tricked into going out to pick up gold were not treated as humans when they went abroad. They were chained together and had marks on their bodies. When they were sick, they couldn't be seen. When they died, their corpses were thrown into the wilderness for wild beasts to eat. They were commonly known as "pigs."
"Actually, Master …"
"Lost sheep, the Kingdom of Heaven belongs to you!" Just as Ye Xuan was about to speak, an old priest in Christian garb came over and handed two leaflets to Huang Fei-hung and Ye Xuan.
"You're also advertising going to the mountain of gold?" Huang Fei-hung glanced at the priest and took the leaflets.
"No!" The priest shook his head and said with a holy expression: "Matter is not eternal. Only Jesus is the truth. He is the merciful Lord, the Almighty Lord. You should be close to him and witness life!"
"I caught a bad guy today. Will Jesus be my witness?" Huang Feihong raised his head to look at the old priest. He frowned and said with some excitement.
The priest was stunned and couldn't figure out what was going on.
"Sigh!" Huang Fei-hung sighed and threw away the leaflets in his hand. He walked towards the end of the street with a desolate figure.
Ye Xuan also threw away the leaflets and followed Huang Fei-hung. After walking for a while, Ye Xuan suddenly turned around and saw the old priest still standing there looking at them. In the darkness, the old priest's expression was somewhat obscure.
… …
Dark clouds covered the moon. It was already late when Huang Fei-hung and Ye Xuan returned to Poh Chi Lam. They pushed the door open and entered. To their surprise, they found a slim figure walking back and forth in the hall under the shadow of the lamp. It seemed that there was something urgent.
"Ah! Fei-hung, you're back? " Thirteenth Aunt's eyes lit up when she saw Huang Fei-hung and Ye Xuan walking in. She greeted them with a smile. As for Ye Xuan, he was ignored.
"Hmm! I'm a little tired. I'm going back to my room to rest! "Huang Fei-hung nodded at Thirteenth Aunt and walked past Thirteenth Aunt.
Thirteenth Aunt was stunned. She looked at Huang Fei-hung who walked into the back hall and turned to look at Ye Xuan, "Xiao Xuanzi, what happened to your master? Did you not catch the leader of Shahe Gang? "
Ye Xuan shook his head, sighed, and said, "No, my master and I caught the leader of the Shahe Gang, but no one is willing to testify. Now the people at the government are also treating us as suspects. Without anyone to testify, even if we catch the leader of the Shahe Gang, the people at the government will not believe us."
"Junior Brothers, Junior Brothers … You're back? How's it going? Are the people in the yamen going to detain the people of the militia? " Wang Shirong, Ling Yunkai, Ya Casu and others walked out from the back hall. When they saw Ye Xuan, they hurriedly asked.
Ye Xuan repeated what he had just said to Thirteenth Aunt.
"When will the militia be released?" Wang Shirong asked worriedly.
Ye Xuan sighed and said, "I think we should at least have someone as a witness!"
"Witnesses, witnesses …" Wang Shirong lowered his head and hammered his fists. He thought for a while and suddenly said to Ye Xuan, "Junior Brother, I got it. We can look for Liang Kuan!"
"Liang Kuan?" Ye Xuan was stunned. He looked at Wang Shirong's chubby face. Of course, he knew Liang Kuan, one of Huang Fei-hung's disciples. However, Ye Xuan had been in Poh Chi Lam for a few months, and he had never heard of Huang Fei-hung's disciple named Liang Kuan. He thought this person had never appeared in the movie.
"Liang Kuan?! Do you know him? "Huang Fei-hung's voice suddenly came from the back of the hall. Then, Huang Fei-hung walked out from the back of the hall.
Huang Fei-hung only knew Liang Kuan from Ya Casu after the fight between the militia group and the Shahe Gang in the western restaurant yesterday. It was said that this matter was related to Liang Kuan.
"Ding! System mission: Protect Poh Chi Lam that is about to be burned. The mission completion rate depends on the damage done to Poh Chi Lam. If the mission is 100% completed, the reward will be 3,000 cultivation points. If the mission is failed, 1,500 cultivation points will be deducted. "
When Huang Fei-hung was questioning Wang Shirong, the system in Ye Xuan's mind suddenly issued another mission. This mission shocked Ye Xuan.
Poh Chi Lam is going to be burned? What's going on? Could it be a fire? That's impossible. Poh Chi Lam has always been strict with firewood. Could it be that someone set the fire on purpose?
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