bookbashuk Chapter 163 Sacrifice?
Chapter 163 Sacrifice?
"I've already notified them in Hong Kong Island; their people will pick me up at the airport after I land!"
"Once you arrive, talk less and do more!"
"Beware of the second wife's family!"
On the way to the airport, Third Master kept rambling on and on, explaining whatever came to mind!
"In the last six months, Zhao Jing'er has been very arrogant. If you run into her in Hong Kong, don't give her a friendly look. And that richest man, Li Guagua, is shameless..."
Upon arriving at the airport, just before getting out of the car, Third Master suddenly uttered this remark.
Lin the Fatty and I were both taken aback, and neither of us said a word, waiting for Third Master to continue. But to our surprise, Third Master stopped talking, waved his hand, and said, "Forget it, get out of the car. You just need to take care of the Gambling King!"
After getting out of the car, my brother and I watched Third Master's car drive away before we went inside.
"You lunatic! Judging from Third Master's expression, Zhao Jing'er has been causing quite a stir in Shenzhen these past six months!"
"I'm talking as I walk," Fatty Lin said.
Guangdong Province has always been regarded as the Hua family's private territory, except for Shenzhen.
Because of its special status, Pengcheng has always been managed by the central government, which means that the Hua family cannot interfere.
Judging from Third Master's reaction, he must have suffered a loss with Zhao Jing'er's lover.
As for Li Guagua, he's a seasoned shrew. If you want to squeeze some money out of him, you can have a small one, but for a big one, you'll have to make an equal exchange.
Besides, he wasn't on the same page as the people back home; he was just an old dog of the John people.
To put it bluntly, he was a loyal dog that John had tamed in the post-Hong Kong Island era to keep the country in check.
Four hours later, in the early hours of the morning, we arrived at Hong Kong Island.
After getting off the plane, I saw the people who were there to pick me up. I pointed at them and said, "Mingzai, it's you!"
The person who picked him up at the airport was none other than Lu Jingming, Lin Pangzi's down-on-his-luck second-generation friend from Hong Kong Island.
Last time I came here, Lu Jingming said he was a junket operator, doing things for Fourth Wife, and he treated the two of us to a whole package of food, drinks, and entertainment.
"My fourth aunt knows I know you, so she sent me to pick you up at the airport!" Lu Jingming said with a smile.
"How's Gambling King Lu doing?" Fatty Lin asked.
"He's alright for now!"
Lu Jingming glanced around and said, "Let's talk in the car!"
"good!"
I nodded, put my luggage away, and got into the car.
"Uncle had a stroke. He survived, but his mouth is crooked and he has difficulty speaking. Whether he can recover is unknown!"
After starting the car, Lü Jingming said with a gloomy face.
"If this continues, who will benefit the most?" Fatty Lin asked.
"Of course, it's the second wife!"
Lü Jingming answered without hesitation.
"Brother Feng, Brother Pang, you two are like my own brothers, you must cure Uncle!" he said, clasping his hands together.
"Damn it, you're driving, stop messing around!" Fatty Lin was startled.
I was startled too; this guy's got a screw loose.
"Okay, okay!"
Lu Jingming nodded with a smile.
"Also, stop calling me 'Uncle' all the time. I can't stand it. You can call me Uncle or Gambling King, but you're not allowed to call me 'Uncle'," Fatty Lin added.
"Fatty, you're still the same as before, with so many demands!" Lu Jingming complained.
"Damn, this is more like it. It would be so much better if it were normal!"
Fatty Lin stretched out, shifted in his seat, and said, "Tell me, what's the situation with the Gambling King?"
"What the hell could be wrong with him? He's over eighty, and he's still messing around with women. Doesn't he know what's wrong with his own body?"
Unlike before, Lü Jingming seamlessly switched to a Northeastern accent and started cursing.
This sounds much better now.
"Mingzai, you should have done this a long time ago. You spent half a year in Northeast China back then, and you speak fluent Northeastern dialect. Why did you have to try to imitate my Hong Kong accent?" Fatty Lin said with satisfaction.
"The gambling king's condition was a stroke!" I said.
"right!"
Lu Jingming nodded and said, "When Uncle had that accident, Third Wife and Fourth Wife panicked, but Second Wife didn't seem to care much!"
"And what about you? What do you think?" I asked.
"Of course I hope Uncle is alright. If something happens to Uncle, Fourth Aunt will be in deep trouble. I rely on Fourth Aunt for my livelihood. If Fourth Aunt falls, where will I eat?" Lu Jingming said.
"Oh, by the way, the third and fourth wives joined forces to try and cover up the reason for Uncle's accident, but it was no use. The second branch of the family knew everything. Originally, the second branch wanted to investigate, but Uncle wouldn't allow it!"
"What do you mean by 'not allowing'?" I asked.
"Although Uncle's speech is not fluent, he is still conscious. He doesn't let anyone else serve him; he only recognizes Shishi!" Lu Jingming said.
"You're quite devoted!" I teased.
"My uncle is such a devoted lover!" Lu Jingming chuckled.
"So, the gambling king is out of danger for the time being, right?" I asked.
"It doesn't look dangerous, but who knows!" Lu Jingming sighed, seemingly remembering something.
"What does Fourth Aunt mean?" I asked.
"Fourth Aunt!" Lu Jingming hesitated for a moment, as if he was wondering whether to speak.
"Spit it out! Why are you hiding it from us brothers?" Fatty Lin cursed.
"You know my character. I've sent you so many things, has there ever been a single fake one?"
Seeing that Lü Jingming remained silent, Fatty Lin continued to curse.
"Fatty, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but there are some things I can't be sure about!" Lu Jingming said hesitantly.
"Release it now!" Fatty Lin glared and said.
"I heard that Fourth Aunt is looking for someone to perform a life-extending ritual for Uncle!" Lu Jingming said.
"This isn't a secret, is it really worth all this caution?" Fatty Lin laughed in exasperation. "You've been stammering for ages, and this is all you've got to say?"
It's really no secret that people in Hong Kong Island perform "living tomb" rituals.
From wealthy families and tycoons to celebrities and ordinary people, anyone with a little spare money is getting a "living tomb" (a traditional Chinese practice of creating a burial site for the deceased).
Especially in the 1980s and 90s, planting "living tombs" became a trend.
Most famous celebrities have undergone the practice of "living tomb" rituals.
Because of this, feng shui masters on Hong Kong Island have made a fortune.
Despite its small size, Hong Kong Island is teeming with feng shui shops, and there are countless magazines and television programs about feng shui.
What are the top ten feng shui masters and the five major schools of feng shui?
Those feng shui masters with a bit of a reputation, aren't they all worth tens of millions?
I suspect that this trend was started by these feng shui masters.
"Hey, Fatty, Uncle's doing 'living tomb' stuff isn't that simple!"
Lu Jingming was a little anxious and slapped the steering wheel.
"Whether it's simple or not is another matter, you fucking hold the steering wheel tight. What's wrong with you always letting go of the wheel when you're driving?" Fatty Lin cursed.
"It's all your fault for making me angry!"
Lu Jingming snorted and said.
"Alright, continue. How is it not simple?" Fatty Lin said.
"I overheard my fourth aunt saying that we should use a sacrificial method to create a living tomb!" Lu Jingming said, taking a breath.
"Sacrifice?"
Fatty Lin chewed for a moment and looked at Lü Jingming.