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"Master, it's up to you. You found the address of Chinatown so easily."

When he got out of the car with a big bag and a small bag, and got off the car, the first thing Ahao felt was the extremely hot temperature in Bangkok.

Standing under the bright sun, listening to the familiar Chaozhou dialect from the Chinatown in front of him, he turned his head and sighed at Lin Jiuying who was beside him.

"Nonsense, if I can't solve even this matter, I'll take you out."

Pay the fare and get off the taxi.

Lin Jiuying touched the purse, which was obviously deflated, and a look of pain flashed across her face.

Taking a taxi from Don Mueang International Airport to Bangkok's Chinatown is not cheap.

However, when he heard his apprentice Ah Hao's admiration, he immediately put on a rare and strange expression and replied.

Although it cost a lot of money to take a taxi, at least they reached the destination of their trip. Therefore, after restraining the pain in his heart, Lin Jiuying looked up at the signboards in Chinatown. The Chinese signboards can be seen everywhere. For the local Chinese in Bangkok, this familiar atmosphere can easily give people an illusion.

"Master, look, there are temples in this Chinatown."

Here, Lin Jiuying also lamented the tenacious vitality of Chinese culture.

On the side, Ah Hao seemed to see some interesting scenes, and quickly opened his mouth and shouted to Lin Jiuying.

Hearing the disciple's words, he looked in the direction he pointed.

Sure enough, at the end of the street, I saw a steeple temple in the distance.

Thailand has a strong Buddhist culture, and even the local Chinatown is not exempt from the custom. There are only a few temples in the entire small Chinatown, and the incense is not bad.

Of course, as an orthodox Maoshan Taoism, although Lin Jiuying's attitude towards the temple cannot be said to be unpleasant, he naturally did not intend to join the temple.

Retracting her gaze towards the temple, Lin Jiuying turned her head and glanced at the apprentice beside her.

"What a fuss, I didn't see you respecting the patriarch Maoshan so much in China, how could you be so excited about the monk's temple when you went abroad."

"Ah, master, how can I make you unhappy."

After a training session without end, the excited expression on Ah Hao's face immediately collapsed.

After the latter finished teaching his apprentice, the original depression in his heart was reduced a lot, he turned his head to look at the crowded Chinatown, and immediately waved and said, "What are you still doing standing there, don't hurry up, don't Forget that the purpose of our visit to Thailand this time is not to come out to play."

As he spoke, he walked towards the crowd without waiting for the apprentice behind him to answer.

"Wait for me, Master."

Seeing Lin Jiuying walking away, Ah Hao glanced left and right at the surrounding scene, and hurriedly opened his mouth and chased after him with his large and small bags.

Just kidding, this person who is unfamiliar in Bangkok, if he is left alone, even eating will be a problem.

More importantly, he didn't have much money on him, and most of the exchanged baht was hidden in Lin Jiuying's pocket.

"sorry Sorry……"

In this way, the master and the apprentice passed through the dense crowds in Chinatown one after another. As the two went deeper, the preserved meat mixed with medicinal herbs from the surrounding shops continued to come out, and a large amount of Chaozhou dialect and a small amount of Thai language were in their ears.

Of course, the most eye-catching are the gold shops that pop up on both sides, and the door is covered with yellow and heavy gold ornaments.

"Master, are all these Thai people so rich?"

His mouth was dry from the dazzling gold ornaments hanging like goods in front of the store on both sides, Ah Hao swallowed, retracted his gaze in front of the store next to him, raised his head and said to Lin Jiuying in front.

"This gold is sold in piles and piles."

"Which monk has been short of money since ancient times?"

Also dazzled by a piece of jewelry from a gold shop, Lin Jiuying reached out and touched her pocket, and said forcefully, "Besides, who in the world doesn't like gold."

As she spoke, Lin Jiuying quickened her pace, passed the shops around Chinatown, and finally stopped in front of a grocery store. She raised her head and glanced at the big words 'Qianji Grocery' on the sign at the door of the store, which she had been carrying. Her heart finally let go, she just followed the sign and looked down, but the closed door of the store made Lin Jiuying's brows subconsciously wrinkle into the word "one".

"Master, it's closed."

Carrying luggage, he followed Lin Jiuying's footsteps to the grocery store. Ah Hao stopped to take a breath. Looking at the closed door of the grocery store, he couldn't help but blurt out.

"Because the teacher is not blind."

Turning back, he said something to his apprentice angrily.

Bang bang bang!

Lin Jiuying stepped forward and knocked on the door of the grocery store a few times, but there was no response, it seemed that no one was in the store at all.

"Who are you looking for?"

Next to the grocery store, in the pharmacy, looking at Lin Jiuying and Ah Hao standing at the door of the grocery store, a white-haired old man stuck his head out and asked in a strong Chaozhou dialect.

"Old man, I'm a friend of Qian Fazhong, and I came here to find him."

Hearing the old man's question, Lin Jiuying stopped knocking on the door and politely replied.

"Qian Fazhong, oh, you mean Lao Qian, I haven't seen him for several days, and I don't know where he went..."

"A few days ago, I saw him opening the door for business, right?"

"Don't say anything unlucky, I heard the voice of Lao Qian singing opera upstairs in the shop last night, so he must be going somewhere to play."

"Where can he go, he holds the radio and sings old-fashioned operas all day long. I said why it's so quiet these days. It turns out that Lao Qian didn't open the door."

Following the conversation between Lin Jiuying and the old man, a few Chinese people walked out of the shops in the surrounding Chinatowns, and they started talking.

Most of the people who will open a shop in Chinatown are Chinese, and the relationship will naturally develop over the years.

Hearing that Lin Jiuying said that she was looking for the old money to open a grocery store~www.readwn.com~, she immediately started talking.

From the mouths of the Chinese in the surrounding stores, Lin Jiuying probably knew the situation of her friend. It seemed that the other party's store had not opened since a few days ago, and that time happened to be when the other party called her.

However, if the other party really encountered any danger and called him for help, he shouldn't wait for his party to come and then act like he didn't care, and the connection machine didn't pick it up.

"Let's make a phone call. We can't say what we say here, but it makes people more worried..."

Seeing that, a few people couldn't explain clearly, and the old man who started the conversation mentioned a sentence.

Hearing the reminder from her old family, Lin Jiuying also took out her mobile phone with a look of surprise.

From the call list, find out the number you just called recently.

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle!

A few seconds later, along with the crisp ringing of the phone, it came from the grocery store in Chinatown in front of him.