HHH Chapter 46

“Then what about you?” The woman moved like a fish in Ningma’s arms, “I guess you’re not here just to look at a few ponds.”

“Why do you say that?” Ningma stopped the wandering hand.

The woman twisted slightly, pointing in a direction at random, “It’s simple. Although the scenic area not far ahead is a five-A rated tourism area, it’s just so-so. The tourists who go there are mostly salaried workers. The really beautiful scenery isn’t there. Starting from here, it takes a day and a night by car, and you need a good off-road vehicle, at least a Land Cruiser or better. Many rich people drive a G-Wagon in.”

“You mean there’s another scenic spot that’s not easy to get to?” Ningma asked with some curiosity.

“Of course,” the woman said with some pride, “There are locals who specialize in this. They act as guides, making several thousand yuan a day, and they specialize in taking those nouveau riche into the mountains in their luxury cars. The road is very difficult, but the scenery inside is really beautiful!”

“Is that so?” Ningma was a little surprised. “So that’s how you guessed that I’m not here specifically for tourism?”

“Looking at how rich you are,” the woman lay comfortably on his chest, “if you were really here for fun, you wouldn’t have chosen this season. Aren’t those sunny, sandy coastal tourist cities more suitable? Plus–”

“What?” Ningma asked, turning sideways.

The woman’s pink little mouth uttered three words, “Chiming Temple,” then continued, “Even the slightly younger indigenous people may not have heard of the name of this Lamaist Temple, and it’s been dilapidated for a long time. It would be no exaggeration to say it’s abandoned. But you, who came from afar, can call it out accurately. Don’t you think that’s suspicious?”

“Is that so?” Ningma smiled dumbfounded. “Haven’t you heard ‘It is not the height of a mountain that matters, but the presence of a deity’? Maybe I heard a friend who had been here mention it, and then came over to take a look during my vacation.”

“I don’t believe it!” The woman pouted, “I heard a very old Grandmother from the local community say that Chiming Temple was very famous hundreds of years ago, and it enshrined a true Venerable Monk, who guarded what seemed to be a Treasure Vase relic. Later, the Venerable Monk died, and the temple slowly declined. That unnamed relic also disappeared. The villagers all say that it was because the relic was stolen that the monk died, and the temple was no longer effective.”

“There’s such a story?” Ningma thought it was a little funny. “Why did my friend say that Chiming Temple has never changed?”

“I don’t know,” the woman said with a yawn. “Anyway, as far as I know, there’s only one Chiming Temple within a hundred kilometers. Either you misheard, or you’re looking in the wrong place. Anyway, I can’t be wrong!”

Ningma smiled and didn’t argue. Just as he was about to speak, the woman spoke first, “Oh, I know! Could it be that you’re carrying that dead Buddha relic? Is your friend the one who stole the relic, and felt guilty, so he asked you to return it for him?”

That joking sentence sounded in Ningma’s ears like a thunderclap in the flat ground. Along with the “rumbling” sound, his whole body tensed up, and even the fingers drawing circles on the woman’s abdomen stopped.

He was indeed going to return something, but it wasn’t a relic, but the Heart Bead! The woman’s seemingly casual remark hit the bullseye!

Seeing Ningma’s expression suddenly freeze, the woman instead covered her mouth and laughed, “Such a big reaction, could it be that your friend really is the thief who stole the relic? Or is your friend yourself? Hmm… no, the relic was lost decades ago, you weren’t even born then.”

While speaking, she began to guess on her own, “Oh, I know! There’s another possibility. Is your friend the buyer on the ‘dark web’ for antiques and relics that I mentioned earlier? What he wants is the Treasure Vase relic, and you’re the middleman, going there to find out where the relic is?”

“…” Ningma didn’t know what to say at all, and could only shake his head.

“See, I guessed right! Either you’re going to help return the relic, or you’re going to find the relic. One of them is bound to be right. An Lamaist Temple that most people may not have even heard of, you said the name without thinking, there must be something going on!” The woman sat up excitedly, “No matter which one it is, you take me to Chiming Temple, I want a cut of your money!”

At this moment, Ningma looked at the excited woman… after hearing her finish those two sentences, he breathed a sigh of relief!

He pressed the pause button on time!

The reason is simple. If what Luo Zhe told him the night before was true, and there was a certain force lurking in the hotel, and after killing his fiancée, their target had shifted to him, then they had actually confirmed that the Heart Bead was on him from the delivery note he had left behind from the Paris Auction House.

The subsequent designed accidents were also developed around the Heart Bead. This force might be two people, three people, or four people, but it would not include the woman in front of him who was half-exposed, because judging from the woman’s natural performance, her guess about why he was going there was actually accurate, and it also fit the logical judgment of ordinary people.

More importantly – the woman’s desire for money was not feigned. Ordinary people generally suspect the authenticity of a windfall they might receive, and then express greed, while the woman’s performance was the exact opposite.

Continue to play the time!

Ningma’s smile curved to the corner of his mouth, and he pulled the woman back into his arms, the pressure of her skin was even more pleasurable, “Okay, I’ll hire you as a guide, how much do you want for guide fees?”

The woman spread out five fingers, “Fifty thousand!”

Ningma directly lowered his head and kissed the woman’s burning mouth, promising in lip language, “No problem!”

…

When he woke up, the sky was bright through the window. Only he was left on the single sofa, but the scent of perfume still remained faintly, a faint pine fragrance, a very unique fragrance, taking a deep breath, he couldn’t stop.

The woman named Dan Muhua didn’t know when she had left. He only remembered that they had been intimate for a long time until they fell asleep. When he opened his eyes again, the woman was gone, except for a trace of scent floating in the air, proving that the beauty had once been there.

Ningma rubbed his temples, got up and boiled water first. There was still a little pine tea left in the tea bag. He didn’t know where he could get some more in the hotel. If he ran out, he might not be able to stand it.

Holding the teacup, he walked to the window. The sky was clear, with smoke lingering in the distance, and further away, dark clouds were wrapped around the hillside, like a fairyland. After staring at it for almost a few minutes, he realized that the rain had stopped!

It had been raining for almost a week and it had stopped? Doesn’t that mean that the road connecting the hotel and the main road can be cleared? If large construction machinery is used to clear the road, maybe it won’t be long before traffic can pass?

He almost rushed to the phone in three steps and dialed the internal line. The hotel’s back office also sent good news: It was sunny in several places nearby, and the County level had sent engineering vehicles to give priority to excavating the hotel’s private road that had been buried. At the fastest, it was expected to be passable within a day or two.

Ningma hung up the phone and walked back to the window, holding the steaming tea in his hand, and heard the rare autumn birds chirping from outside the window.

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