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Chapter 29: Brother, It's Fate!
Chapter 29: Brother, It's Fate!
At a hot pot restaurant.
"A Dao, your online friend has good taste. I like this hot pot place!" The bald man, with his gleaming head, was eating with great gusto, and the empty plates beside him had piled up into a small mountain.
Zhang Chongba gave A Dao a thumbs up, acknowledging his friend's good taste, and then shouted to the owner, "Boss, more meat! We're out of meat!"
Today, the Eighth Lord was wearing a bright, colorful shirt, and his bald head shone with a thin layer of sweat, reflecting the restaurant's lighting, making him quite eye-catching and attracting the attention of many female passersby.
Cold Blade's expression turned stern as he stared at the gleaming bald head in front of him.
If it weren't for this baldy, he would have met Cicada a few days ago.
This guy insisted on taking him to meet the so-called martial arts genius of Taian City.
In such a rural area, without even a proper martial arts hall, the basic talent screening mechanism doesn't exist. What kind of waves could they possibly make? Not to mention the young generation's hidden dragons; even talented fish and shrimp are hard to find.
As for someone with deep Zen intentions and a strong Buddhist connection, that's like finding a needle in a haystack.
"A Dao, you should eat too. Don't be shy!"
The Eighth Lord enthusiastically invited him, and those who didn't know better might have thought he was the host.
He cooked a pot of meat, symbolically picked a piece for Cold Blade, and then scooped the rest into his own bowl.
Cold Blade spoke sternly, "Mr. Zhang, I'm telling you, later on, you'd better have the eyes to know when to settle the bill yourself!"
Zhang Chongba was struck as if by lightning, and the meat in his bowl suddenly lost its appeal.
He wiped the sweat from his brow and forced a laugh, "Isn't your online friend treating us?"
Cold Blade's voice turned cold, "He's treating me, not you! Who can eat like you, a whole cow! My friend isn't well-off, he can't afford to treat you, a pig!"
Zhang Chongba looked embarrassed and mumbled, "Just eat casually, casually."
To be honest, he was very curious about the "online friend" Cold Blade had mentioned.
From start to finish, this matter could be summed up in two words:
Abstract.
Cold Blade, the newly appointed Elite Commissioner of the Federal Religious Administration, had voluntarily left his team during a mission to meet someone online?
Abstract, too damn abstract.
Moreover, he had just eaten two extra bowls of beef, and this guy was already worried and anxious. He had every reason to suspect that this so-called online friend was a slim-waisted, long-legged girl.
So, on this trip, he had stubbornly followed along to see what kind of little fairy could influence A Dao's sword-drawing speed.
The wall clock pointed to seven o'clock.
The restaurant was just starting to get busy.
The noisy conversations, the bubbling sound of the hot pot broth, and the air filled with the aroma of spicy and fragrant flavors.
"Grandpa Dao?"
A young man stood there, unsure and perplexed, looking at the flower-shirted bald man on the left, then at the long-haired handsome man on the right, and finally, his gaze settled on the right.
Cold Blade, usually known for his cold demeanor, rarely showed a smile, "Cicada?"
The code matched.
Ji Jingqiu sat down and apologized, "Sorry I'm late. My real name is Ji Jingqiu, you can call me Little Ji or Jingqiu."
Cold Blade nodded, "My real name is Cold Blade. I'll call you Ao Qiu."
Ji Jingqiu blinked, surprised that Grandpa Dao was using his real name online!
"Grandpa Dao, is this your friend?"
He looked at the bald man beside him, feeling that this guy had a very distinct personality.
Bald, flower shirt, and a big gold chain.
It was too stereotypical!
"He's my colleague," Cold Blade nodded, "Just call him Lao Ba."
At this moment, Zhang Chongba was already stunned.
His face twitched, his eyes wide open, and he stared at the young man in disbelief.
Holy crap! What did I just see?!
Is this even human?
What kind of Zen is stuffed inside this person? A walking Zen?
Even the Mu family's son, who grew up in a temple, didn't have a tenth of this Zen!
Has the Mu family's ancestor reincarnated?!
This Buddhist connection... is a bit too strong!
The "person with a strong Buddhist connection" that he couldn't find even after searching the entire Taian City had just walked up to him.
Zhang Chongba took a deep breath and laughed unrestrainedly, "What's your surname, little brother? Which 'Ji' is it?"
"The 'Ji' from 'season'."
"Then you're Brother Ji!" Zhang Chongba exclaimed with a smile, "I'm partnered with Old Cold, and in the martial world, we're known as the Eighth Lord. If you don't mind, you can call me 'Eight Brother'!"
After saying this, he began to subtly inquire about Ji Jingqiu's information.
Upon learning that Ji Jingqiu had just started learning martial arts and was a disciple of the Yangyan Martial Arts Academy, Zhang Chongba slammed the table excitedly and exclaimed, "Brother, it's fate!"
"Is the master of the Yangyan Martial Arts Academy named Yang Yan? He's my second uncle! We're family!"
"No wonder I felt a sense of familiarity like a relative as soon as you entered!"
The original text can be found at 69@Ba!
"If you've taken my second uncle as your master, then you're practically my little brother!"
For some reason, Ji Jingqiu felt a strange sense of familiarity with the bald man's tone.
He carefully recalled and remembered a comedy spy movie he had watched in his previous life, titled "Infiltration," starring the renowned actor Sha Yi as Chen Ming, a master of the "Golden Bell Iron Shirt" technique.
In the movie, there was a character named Chen Ming who, upon seeing a potential profit from Sha Yi's portrayal of a restaurant waiter, addressed him with such familiarity, repeatedly calling him "brother."
Ji Jingqiu turned to look at Grandpa Dao.
Unlike the taciturn Grandpa Dao, who inexplicably gave off a sense of reliability, this bald man seemed untrustworthy at first glance.
Cold Blade also frowned as he looked at the bald man.
This scoundrel had been in Taian City for over a week and hadn't even bothered to look for his second uncle, making their relationship obvious.
There were only four words to describe his excitement in claiming kinship at this moment.
"Either a scoundrel or a thief."
Cold Blade looked at Ji Jingqiu and uttered four words.
Zhang Chongba's expression immediately fell.
He was heartbroken that A Dao wasn't taking his side! With a sigh, Zhang Chongba prepared to get straight to the point, as everyone present was an ally, so there was no need for roundabout phrasing.
He coughed and lowered his voice, "Brother, have any strangers tried to recruit you into a church recently?"
Ji Jingqiu was startled, and the image in his mind instantly froze on a certain buzz-cut man and the blood jade.
He looked at the bald man with caution.
Could they be accomplices? Seeing his reaction, Zhang Chongba chuckled, "Brother, didn't that person tell you that you have deep Zen intentions and a strong connection with Buddhism, and then lightly patted your shoulder?"
This time, before Ji Jingqiu could speak, Cold Blade's eyebrows furrowed, "Is that person named A Chan the one you're talking about?"
He knew that Zhang Chongba possessed a unique eye technique, making him especially skilled in recognizing and identifying people.
In the past week, they had searched all over Taian City, not only looking for Li Bui but also spending their free time trying to find the talented martial artist with deep Buddhist connections that Zhang Chongba had mentioned.
Zhang Chongba spoke in a low voice, "Not just that. That turtle-headed Li Bui has mastered a tracking secret technique. Once he marks someone, even if they're thousands of miles away, he can sense their location through the mental sea's positioning."
This secret technique's mark was invisible, but it couldn't escape Zhang Chongba's eyes. He said, "There's a mark on our brother's shoulder right now!"
Cold Blade's expression turned solemn, indicating that Ji Jingqiu had already encountered Li Bui!
He looked at Ji Jingqiu and said, "A Chan, is that true?"
Ji Jingqiu calmed down and replied, "Yes. Last week, near my home, I met a strange buzz-cut man who said I had deep Zen intentions and wanted to be my guide."
Cold Blade's demeanor suddenly turned fierce, exuding killing intent.
Zhang Chongba pondered for a moment and asked, "Brother, did that guy give you anything?"
Thanks to the generous ATM, book friend 20221214211440528, for the reward!
A side note: In the next few days, I'll be changing the name of the "Supreme True Buddhist Sect" to the "Supreme Buddha Sect" because this is a modern-day themed novel, and I want to avoid any associations with xie jiao for all the reader lords out there!
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