C338 Trespassing in the Red Sand Country at Night

What happened after that, although it had been a long time, when Fan Wenbin thought about it, he felt a chill on his back. It was the first time in his life that he had encountered such a risky thing.

Sigh, if he had known earlier that it would be like this, he might as well not have come back at that time. Qiao Zhong was entrusted by someone to give Old Root a deposit that was not small. If he could not obtain the rare treasure that he dreamed of, the Gilded Silver Plate, he definitely would not let Old Root off so easily.

The person who ordered Qiao Zhong to appear and act in such a manner was definitely an experienced person in the Jianghu. Not only did he know the true value of the Gilded Silver Plate, he also knew that the Gilded Silver Plate was hidden in the bookshelf in his own study.

Now, after taking the other party's money, Old Root followed Qiao Zhong's instructions and stole the Gilded Silver Plate. However, he suddenly became greedy and attempted to take this rare treasure for himself. Needless to say, he knew that the mysterious person behind the scenes would spare him.

That night, they took advantage of the bleak moonlight to arrive at the small forest not far from the entrance of the Red Sand Danang Valley. According to the plan, they immediately split up and acted according to the plan.

Ning Peng and Lao Ping went to the front door and lured away the guards who were as fierce as wolves and tigers. Ma Jun brought Wang He into the back wall and brought Lao Gen out. Fan Wenbin was in charge of commanding.

After Ning Peng and the others left, Fan Wenbin stood under a big tree. Facing the whistling mountain wind and looking at the gloomy moon in the sky, he could not help but say in his heart, Amitabha.

In the first few days after leaving Hua Cheng Corporation, he felt very irritated and depressed, so he specially made a trip to the Coiling Dragon Temple, wanting to ask Old Monk Kong how to get rid of the raging fire in his heart.

Teacher Ancestor, recently, my heart has been very restless. Although it is currently winter and very cold, there seems to be a raging fire in my heart, burning me to the point of not being able to sleep all day and night, causing me to be unable to calm down.

Although regarding Fan Wenbin's current situation, Old Monk Kong had already understood it clearly through some kind men and women's mouths.

However, at this moment, in the Mahavira Hall of the Coiled Dragon Temple, in front of the gods, he couldn't help but be shocked when he truly heard the truth in Fan Wenbin's heart.

Although a person like Fan Wenbin's body had already left the rolling mortal world, his heart still lingered. In the past, he was drunk with wine, green paper, and gold, and even in the midst of endless glory.

Such an example. . . Old Monk Kong had seen a lot of such examples. It could be said that he had no idea how many of them there were. In the past few years, some bosses who went bankrupt and some officials who lost their career often came to the Panlong Temple to burn incense and ask for guidance.

Therefore, after burning the incense and paying respects to Buddha, Old Monk Kong narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment. Then, he slowly told a story about a 'poisonous snake' that was recorded in a Buddhist scripture.

One day, Buddha led his disciple, Ah Nan, out to seek karma. He saw a jar of gold by the side of the road. Buddha thought for a moment, then pointed at the gold and said sternly, "Look, poisonous snake. " Ah Nan also answered. "Sure enough, it's a poisonous snake. "

The conversation between the master and disciple was coincidentally heard by a pair of farmers nearby, so they came to watch with curiosity. After taking a look, they could not help but be overjoyed. They hurriedly brought the gold back home, thinking that the fortune that fell from the sky would change their poor lives.

The change had indeed happened. But it was completely not what they had hoped for. When the father and son brought the gold to the market for exchange, they were reported to the authorities. It turned out that the gold they had picked up was stolen from the palace and abandoned on the side of the road when they were escaping.

The father and son pair were caught red-handed, and it was hard to argue with them. Even if they jumped into the Yellow River, they would not be able to wash it clean. Thus, when this father and son, who were filled with extreme joy and sorrow, were on the verge of death, they finally understood the true meaning of the "poisonous snake" that Buddha spoke of.

After listening to the story, Fan Wenbin fell into deep thought for a moment. He involuntarily let out a long sigh and said with a bitter smile, I clearly understand, but the raging fire in my heart is still unable to be completely extinguished. Ancestor, please give me a few more pointers.

Old Monk Kong still narrowed his eyes and coldly said, This fire of desire, a person like you who is used to living a life of luxury and wealth cannot be completely wiped out in a short period of time.

Seeing Old Monk Kong speak in such a manner, Fan Wenbin made another sudden request. Ancestor, can you take me in as your disciple?

At this moment, Old Monk Kong suddenly opened his eyes and stared fixedly at the other party. He said loudly, Mr. Fan, on account of your grandfather's face, I can take you as my disciple, but you can only be an ordinary disciple.

Fan Wenbin knew that his grandfather, Fan Zhengkun, had once saved this old monk's life. This was the first time he had come to the Coiling Dragon Temple, and Old Monk Kong had personally told him.

This was the best, this was the best. Seeing that the old monk had instantly seen through his thoughts, Fan Wenbin could not help but say a few good words. From this, he became an ordinary disciple of the old monk.

However, perhaps it was because he had just entered Buddhism, his mood could not calm down. Even though he had read many books related to Buddhism, he had not reached the state where everyone was completely empty.

As long as he thought that the Gilded Silver Plate that he had spent so much effort to obtain had been stolen by Old Gen, this lowly trash who collected trash, Fan Wenbin's heart would be filled with anger.

If he could not get back this rare treasure, saying that it was difficult to be obedient was also a big truth. Even if he, Fan Wenbin, died, he would not be able to close his eyes.

It was precisely because he was carrying this type of unquenchable frustration and anxiety, to the extent where he even had a bit of a manic mood, that he decided that no matter what, he had to find a way to get back the Gilded Silver Plate. Otherwise, he would die with everlasting regret.

Under this type of intense psychological urge, that was why he came to the Red Sand Region without caring about anything else. It was also because of this that he had this risky operation tonight.

Just as he was lost in his thoughts, he suddenly heard a series of fierce dog barks from the valley, followed by the noises of people.

It seemed that Ning Peng and the others had arrived at the entrance of the Hongfa Coal Mine. Fan Wenbin looked ahead with a very nervous expression, and his mood also relaxed a little.

As long as he lured those guards away, lured the tiger out of the mountain, and lured the snake out of the cave, Ma Jun and Wang He would be able to smoothly enter the courtyard and rescue Old Root.

Amitabha, Buddha bless. Hopefully, the plan would be completed smoothly as expected, and absolutely not cause any trouble, let alone killing someone.

Suddenly, he felt guilty. He suddenly realized that he was doing something very stupid. If he didn't do it well, he might ruin the rest of his life.

For the sake of such a trivial thing, no matter how rare a treasure was, how could he do such a dangerous thing? What if someone died? How could it be a small matter?

Could it be that the Gilded Silver Plate was the 'poisonous snake' that the old monk spoke of? When he thought of this, his heart became even more panicked and uneasy.

However, the person had already been sent out. Perhaps Ma Jun and Wang He had also climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard. Right now, even if they wanted to call back, it would definitely be too late.

Besides, they had already alerted the security guards at the Hongfa coal mine. Even if Ning Peng and the others wanted to escape as soon as possible, it would probably not be an easy matter.

At this moment, the chaotic sounds of people shouting and barking suddenly disappeared. The ravine was dark and silent, making Fan Wenbin more and more worried.

He hurriedly gave Ning Peng a call, but was not picked up. Then, he dialed Ma Jun's phone. After hearing the other party's words, he was slightly relieved.

Ma Jun lowered his voice and said this sentence over the phone. "Director Fan, I'm looking for Old Root. I'll be back soon. "

However, in Fan Wenbin's heart, it was like a day, a month, or even a year, or ten years. He wanted to say something, but unexpectedly, Ma Jun hung up the phone.

Just like that, after an unknown period of time, Fan Wenbin was filled with anxiety. Only when he faintly saw Ma Jun and Wang He running over did he realize that there was a layer of cold sweat on his back.

He hurriedly called Ning Peng. This time, Ning Peng picked up the phone and said that he and Old Bighead were waiting for them on the 109th national line.

Fan Wenbin did not dare to hesitate. He pulled Ma Jun and Wang He and ran all the way to 109 national road. He then pulled Elder Ning Peng's flat head and drove along the road towards Daan.

Seeing that he was out of danger, Ning Peng then told him what had happened in detail in an exaggerated tone. It was very thrilling.

He and Old Bighead had just walked to the front door of the Honeycomb Coal when they heard the dog barking. Then, the wolfdog called Big Black ferociously threw itself in front of the big iron door and roared at them.

The dog's voice was so tense and fierce that very quickly, the security guards were lured out. When Ning Peng saw that he had achieved his goal, he and Old Bighead ran along the ravine towards the outside.

Behind them, the security guards shouted and chased after them. It was midnight, yet they dared to provoke and cause trouble in front of the Hongfa Coal Mine. It seemed like they did not want to live anymore.

The two of them had just run to a small hill when they were chased by Blackie. Blackie had a wild temper. He suddenly jumped up and pushed Ning Peng to the ground. He opened his mouth and bit Ning Peng's throat.

At this critical moment, Old Ping threw himself over and used all his strength to tightly hug Big Black. He even affectionately shouted a few times, "Big Black. Big Black, it's me, your old friend. "

Speaking of which, it was quite strange. Just now, Big Black, who was extremely vicious, immediately became docile. He wagged his tail and circled around Old Ping's head. He was still groaning and groaning in a very intimate manner.

When the security guards rushed over, gasping for breath, Ning Peng and Old Flat had long run into the forest. Under the hazy and bleak moonlight, Ning Peng and Old Flat Head had already run into the forest. There was not a trace of them.

In the end, Ning Peng still had lingering fear in his heart as he said, "Fortunately, Old Bighead knows how to coax dogs. Otherwise, I would have been eaten alive by that big wolfdog. "

Immediately after, Ma Jun also regretfully told Fan Wenbin that he heard from the workers that at noon today, a few people suddenly came to the coal mine and took Old Gen away. As for where he went, no one dared to ask, and no one knew.

Old Gen was taken away by someone, and where did he go? For a moment, no one said anything. They all began to think about this question at the same time. For a moment, the Land Rover was a little depressed.

Old Root's sudden disappearance had a 100% connection with the mysterious person behind Qiao Zhong's actions. There was only one reason for doing this, and that was to force Old Gen to hand over the Gilded Silver Plate.

However, who exactly was this mysterious figure behind the scenes? His power was extremely great, to an astonishing extent. Perhaps it was the father and son of the Huang Family, or perhaps it was some other expert.

The small county of Daan, which was on the verge of the Yellow River, had been a dock with hidden dragons, crouching tigers, fishes, and dragons mixed together since ancient times. No one knew exactly how many mysterious experts of the Jianghu who came and went without a trace were there.

From the moment Ma Jun finished speaking, Fan Wenbin pondered for a few days in a row. Until a few days later, when Li Manrong invited him to the village committee to discuss matters, he did not have a clear clue about this problem.