Popov took Yi Chen's paper to meet with the staff who were specifically responsible for negotiations. He carefully proposed his new conditions to these Chinese experts according to the data given by Yi Chen. Then Popov watched with anxiety as the faces of the negotiating experts slowly changed.

As for Yi Chen, he took a group of local officials and the specialized officials who came from the mainland to go shopping early. Before leaving, Fatadio asked him a little worriedly: "Is it okay? If we are not present, Popov may not dare to make a decision, right?"

Yi Chen simply said: "As long as he listens to me, that decision will be correct. You see, on the basis of Americans, they demand that land be used free of charge for fifty years, and then sign an agreement. I ask him to propose that a rent of RMB per square meter per year, including mines, is a considerable sum of money every year. We only need to sign a forty-nine-year agreement and discuss it again after forty-nine years. The Americans give each local worker a monthly salary of RMB 1,000, and I give 1,100 yuan. The Americans say that all management classes use their own personnel. When the technology is handed over, together with all factories, the technology is transferred. I propose to agree to China to send effective technicians to our management and can provide them with certain special technology training...Who do you think they will be directed to?"

Fatadio nodded repeatedly: "OK, OK, we all pay in US dollars. This way, the cost is not too much... Well... we should agree to pay according to the current US dollar exchange rate? I don't want to make the mistake of the US Embassy in Russia..."

Yi Chen snapped his fingers and said happily: "Ahh, I have thought of it. I asked that no matter how the RMB exchange rate changes in the future, I will pay all the money according to the exchange rate on the date of the agreement. Is there any problem? In all other aspects, I have added a little money than the Americans. This weight is enough. As long as we lay a good emotional foundation for these officials, I think we just have to wait for the factory to start construction and then make money for us."

Fatadio nodded with satisfaction: "It's great, oh, it's always a good deal to do business with the Chinese..." He lowered his voice: "Of course, we can't anger them, otherwise their administrative intervention will lose all our money, but we are not Americans, why do we anger them?"

Yi Chen smiled and gestured, "Okay, if Mr. Popov is really as smart as you said, we will have no problem. In order to avoid Americans spending money on these officials, we need to spend more money. Anyway, I will always be happy to trade small money for big money."

The two laughed and took their respective subordinates out. The convoy took a few rounds on the street and made a special trip to pick up the officials. Then they headed towards the destination.

Perhaps all foreign tourists are interested in the Potala Palace, so, under the introduction of a local official, the convoy headed towards the Potala Palace. Director Zhang, who thought he was already very familiar with Yi Chen and others, smiled and said to Yi Chen: "Mr. Yi, the Potala Palace is the largest temple in Tibet. Other small temples are worth seeing. However, if you are the first time you come, it is best to go to the Potala Palace."

Yi Chen's scalp tingled. He thought of those terrifyingly powerful mind powers. In his impression, only a few elders of the "Tianxing Sect" had such powerful power. Although he did not go to the Potala Palace to cause trouble, he could not avoid misunderstandings when he was wandering around the door of these people. In addition to Chekov's troublemakers, it is hard to say that those living Buddhas of all sizes would kill themselves like ants.

The convoy stopped in the square in front of the Potala Palace, and Chekov muttered: "Oh, why are there not many beauties? Well...hey, brothers, how about the tour guide over there?"

Yi Chen rolled his eyes, gestured to Chekov to shut up, and followed Director Zhang, who volunteered to act as a tour guide, toward the entrance of the Potala Palace. A bunch of officials pulled by Yi Chen followed behind with a smile, chatting with Fatadio, while Fatadio fully utilized his ability to speak irresponsible, and casually depicted the beautiful prospects of Lhasa in more than ten years... Anyway, the conception is drawn by people, and as for whether it can be realized, it will be more than ten years later.

These officials had a good vision. Seeing that Feili hugged Yi Chen tightly, she stopped disturbing him and surrounded Fatadio. As for Jester and the others, they looked at their clothes and their soft walking posture, and then at the marijuana cigarettes in their mouths and jewelry. These officials were not interested in provoking them.

As soon as he entered the door, the lamas of the Potala Palace gave Yi Chen and the others a warning.

The two looked only in their thirties and didn't pay much attention to their clothes. The brown-clothed lama who walked down from above with barefoot barefoot stared at the four beads a little bigger than the cow's eyes. She glared at Skye and the others for a while. Then, she leaned in with a serious expression, saluted Skye, and said a while.

An official with dark skin and looked like a native of Tibet was stunned for a moment, rushed up, pulled at the two lamas for a while, the two lamas frowned, turned around and left. Just as they turned around, a powerful hidden force surged through the air and rushed towards Skye.

Skye sneered, grabbed it casually, shattered the energy, and was about to fight back. Yi Chen had already coughed there and glanced at him. Skye's seven people immediately became more well-behaved than puppies, and ran to Jester with a smile, and Chekov turned to the side.

Yi Chen approached the official and asked: "Oh, hello, these two masters seem to be..."

The official laughed quickly: "Oh, it's okay. They said they were very interested in your seven subordinates and wanted to talk to them alone, but I said you are honorable guests and you must ask for your consent, so they left. It's really strange, why did you find your subordinates for some reason?"

Yi Chen hurriedly said a few times: "Oh, I don't know. Let's continue to visit. Ah, the Buddha statues here are all very distinctive. Are they pure gold?" He knew very well in his heart that these lamas recognized Skye and the others were not humans. If they didn't get angry, then there would be ghosts. I guess they knew the identities of these officials, and the two little lamas were undecided, so they might not have to go in and look for anyone.

In a word, he hooked up with a few fat officials and said with a smile: "Ah, this is the pure gold one. In the deepest hall, most of the outer ones are gold ones... But don't underestimate the Potala Palace, there are many precious vaults in the Tallinn behind."

The group was talking and laughing and walking further and further away, Yi Chen asked seriously: "Is there a workshop for making fine small Buddha statues in Lhasa?"

Director Zhang was inspired: "Yes, of course, there are. The craftsmen here are still very good. I am quite familiar with the streets and alleys of Lhasa. If Mr. Yi has a need, I can take you to a few good places to see."

Yi Chen smiled and said calmly: "I think you all believe in Buddhism, right? After all, Lhasa is a Buddhist city. Although I, Yi, have believed in Taoism since I was a child, there is no conflict with the spirit of Buddhism... I, I, are going to customize a batch of small Buddha statues for you to give them. Of course, if you can ask the living Buddhas here to help consecrate it, that would be the most ideal."

A fat man smiled: "Oh, you are so polite, are you Buddha statues? We have a lot of them here. If Mr. Yi is interested, we can collect some older ones and give them to Mr. Yi." He simply explained that he wanted to use antiques to please Yi Chen.

Yi Chen laughed and said, "Oh, am I going to buy a batch of gold and customize a batch of pure gold Buddha statues?"

The eyes of several officials lit up, nodded understandingly, laughed, took the hands of several colleagues next to him, took away the guys who had not yet reacted, and waved his hand with a smile: "Old Zhang, please talk slowly with Mr. Yi and the others, and we will go around to rejoice." They used some elegant words. Fatadio smiled, and winked with Yi Chen, and followed them.

The more Yi Chen walked into the interior of the Potala Palace, the heavier the pressure on his body. Jester and Philee followed Yi Chen to find something was wrong. They slowed down a little hesitantly, as if the entire Potala Palace was releasing a kind of power, monitoring them tightly.

Yi Chen looked at Skye and the other seven walking around as if nothing had happened. His divine thoughts came out slightly. Yi Chen was frightened to find that more than fifty powerful thoughts were following Skye and the others, probably because he was worried that this was inside the Potala Palace, and these thoughts were only contained but not released. What's strange is that the pressure against Yi Chen and the others disappeared when they were about a foot away from Skye and the others.

Yi Chen's divine thought moved, and a huge force broke through the air. Yi Chen's mind was dizzy. A tall human figure with three heads and six arms suddenly became illusion in his mind. The demon-subduing handprints on the six arms changed a lot. The human figure with a ray of fire all over his body made a thunderous laugh: "Hehehehehe, kid, I'm polite... The day before yesterday, I'm out of my mind... A friend came from afar, and the Potala Palace opened the door to welcome guests."

Yi Chen's face changed wildly. He trembled like an electric shock for a while. He quickly smiled and said to Director Zhang, "Oh, Director Zhang, are we going to another place to visit? The room here gives me a lot of depression. I have hated such closed and deep places since I was a child. Why don't we go to the back mountain to see what's going on? Didn't we say there is a Tallinn in the back mountain? Let's go there to enjoy..." After that, without waiting for Director Zhang to answer, he pulled Feili out with one hand. Sally felt something was wrong and hurriedly followed behind.

Director Zhang nodded quickly: "Yes, I also think the room here is too dark. Alas, these lamas, don't you decorate the spotlight if you have any questions? It's magnificent, and tourists like it too." Seeing Yi Chen had already walked out, Director Zhang quickly stepped away his fat legs and hurriedly chased after him, regardless of his little translator behind, screaming that he was careful.

Chekov shouted there: "Boss, don't we go and see what's inside first? Didn't we say there are many treasures inside... um..." Jester had already pinched his neck with one hand, and his face turned cold and pulled it away.

After all, Skye and the others are geniuses of the blood clan. After Yi Chen and Jester's artificiality, there was no idea that something was wrong? They slightly released a little dark aura to test the nearby space. Immediately, there were faint sounds of singing in the sky, and the sound of bells crows came from the depths of the Potala Palace. A huge force gathered from all directions. The seven people swayed like small boats in a typhoon, and hurriedly followed Yi Chen and the others and ran out.

Des muttered: "Fuck, this is so weird. Damn, don't force me to get angry. I will use a bomb to kill you... Fuck, what's the sound? It sounds so ugly..."

The sounds of Buddhist singing rushed straight into the inner organs of the seven of them with a shocking force, making them dizzy and they never dared to stay for too long. They followed Yi Chen hurriedly to the back. At this moment, the entire Potala Palace heard the sound of chanting the scriptures of countless lamas of all sizes and big.

Director Zhang smiled and said, "Oh, Mr. Yi, this is the lamas in the Potala Palace doing their homework. Their chants are said to be blessed if they are destined to listen to them... But strangely, why is the time today wrong?" He looked at his watch, looking puzzled.

The chanting of the scriptures became louder and louder, and bursts of cigarettes filled the entire Potala Palace. Yi Chen and the others were like tiny mice in the cage. Although they had not poured them with boiling water, they had clearly stated that the entire Potala Palace was discomfortable to them.

Yi Chen almost ran away to the gate, but looking at the back mountain right in front of him, if he walked through the gate, he had to pass through the main halls just now, and he really didn't have the courage. Yi Chen wailed in his heart: "The Supreme Taoist Lord, in the 'Tianxing Sect' that day, why didn't he know how perverted these lamas are so powerful? Why did I bring seven vampires to the Potala Palace? They should belong to the Buddhist sect, which clearly showed that they were hostile to all the owners of dark powers."

Skye and the others began to tremble all over, especially the special stunt was Des, who was "Death Breath". He was shocked even more. A faint blood mark on the corner of his mouth flowed down. Yi Chen saw something was wrong. If this continues, the seven vampires will not be able to save them before they escape to the back mountain...

Yi Chen sacrificed his life. In any case, Sky and the others were following him loyally now... His divine thought broke through the air and quickly found the most powerful mental power just now. A pure star power passed through the contact between the two people's divine thoughts. It was a powerful force full of the righteous spirit of heaven and earth, with the extremely brilliant and brilliant light of stars.

The thought power was slightly stunned, and a lion-like roar came from Yi Chen's ears, and his whole body trembled. A stream of pure and thick power poured into his body from the sky. Then, the entire Potala Palace suddenly became quiet...

Director Zhang shouted in surprise: "What's going on with these lamas? Have you learned to be lazy? It's okay if you don't do your homework on time, but you've stopped reading the sutra for less than two minutes? Even if you're a monk for a day, you have to read the sutra for at least a little more time..."

Yi Chen smiled bitterly in his heart. The power carried the Buddha's light and wandered around his body. He seemed to have cleaned the entire meridians with warm water, and his whole body was extremely comfortable. However, the dark magic he learned from Jester's book of black magic has been completely destroyed, and the dark energy is not left at all.

A message came from that thought power: "Donor, if you have the fate, please come to my house for a while."

Yi Chen smiled bitterly, forget it, you, you naturally dare to invite me over, but do I dare to go over? He hurriedly replied: "I have something to do and I am busy with business. I should not disturb my seniors' hard work. I will meet you if you are destined to be goodbye, and I will meet you if you are destined to be goodbye."

The last message came, and the human figure gradually faded in Yi Chen's mind, and he laughed and said, "If this is the case, it is not destiny, no destiny..."

Yi Chen was sweating all over, and led his group out of the Potala Palace and arrived at their Tallinn. Skye was sweating all over and whispered with a pale face: "We have regained our lives... Satan testified that as long as I leave here, I will never come back."

Several vampires looked at Yi Chen with extremely grateful eyes, nodded slightly, and said nothing more. They had just reached the last moment and had used the dark power in their bodies to resist the impact of the heavy Buddha power outside, but there was no effect at all. When they were about to suffer heavy damage, they felt that Yi Chen's star power rushed out, and for some reason, all the pressure disappeared.

Director Zhang shouted in a fuss: "Oh, Mr. Yi, your seven subordinates, are they okay? Are you too tired to climb the steps? Be careful... If they develop emphysema, it will be troublesome."

Yi Chen shook his head and said, "It's okay, you see, their living habits are not very good. After all, drug users... You understand, hehe... they are weak, but altitude sickness still won't happen. Don't worry... Oh, what a spectacular Tallinn."

Director Zhang said with a smile: "Well, it's a good place, we can play slowly... It is said that the largest vault here is cast with hundreds of kilograms of gold, and countless gems are inlaid on it."

Yi Chen used his skills slightly, and now he didn't care about Director Zhang. He only fought a few times. He was preparing to do some storefront skills. After looking at Tallinn, he would leave immediately. He couldn't guarantee whether the lamas suddenly couldn't think so that they must subdue demons and nailed the seven vampires to death here.

Seeing that Director Zhang was about to talk again, Yi Chen quickly approached his ear and whispered: "Director Zhang, that's right, I'll prepare a gift for you tonight. Hehe, I hope you can help you more... In front of other leaders, I will also introduce more and give you more beautiful words."

Director Zhang's eyes rolled around several times, nodded knowingly, laughed a few times, Yi Chen raised his eyebrows, hugged Feli and walked into Tallinn, leaving Director Zhang, whose mouth was comparable to the 80-year-old lady, to Jester and the others.

After looking at a few stone towers, Yi Chen was about to take his men down the mountain and then return to the hotel. Seeing Jester and the others, they were all shocked. It seemed that there would be no fun...

At this moment, a crisp sound of 'ding' came, and then an old man's hoarse voice came from there, and he muttered a few words, followed by a subtle 'ding' sound. Feili stuck out her tongue and pulled Yi Chen: "Boss, let's go over and take a look, it seems he is knocking on a stone?"

Chekov's eyes lit up: "Boss, can he be robbing the tomb? Hehe... should we go over and take a look?"

Yi Chen looked at Skye and the others, and Skye and the others nodded. Yi Chen was also curious. Logically, in such a sacred Tallinn, random tapping should not be allowed. If it is to steal things from the Tallinn... it is too early? What are you stealing in the early morning? Are you not afraid of those lamas killing you with a Zen stick?

Yi Chen was the first to walk over carefully, and Director Zhang, perhaps out of the instinct of an official, had already grabbed his cell phone and was ready to call 110 at any time.

After turning a few circles, Yi Chen approached a tall stone tower and saw at first sight that a layer of gray hair grew messy on the top of his head. He was wearing an old man who was supposed to be brown but now turned into a black ragged lama robe. He held an iron hammer and an iron chisel in his hand, and slowly and weakly chiseled words on a stone slab.

Yi Chen shook his head. It seemed that he was too allergic to people. Anyway, the Potala Palace is not a fun place, so Yi Chen is not going to stay too long. It would be better to leave immediately. Waving his hand, Yi Chen signaled everyone to leave, and at the same time he looked back casually.

This glance made Yi Chen stunned. Yi Chen knew the six-character mantra of the Tantric Buddhism, and had learned some small methods. However, why did this old lama just carve the word "Hum"? Just when Yi Chen was stunned, stone fire splattered everywhere, and the word "Hum" had already taken shape. The old lama casually tore through the wound on the index finger of his left hand that had just solidified blood, applied a layer of light blood stains into each gesture of the word "Hum". Then he sighed slightly, muttered a few words of scriptures, and grabbed another stone slab with a wave.

Director Zhang came over and asked Yi Chen without interest: "Mr. Yi, isn't he just a dead old lama? Is there anything good to look at? Well, let's continue to stroll around."

Yi Chen waved his hand, but was shocked. When the old lama waved his hand and held the stone slab, his movements were extremely serious, but the stone slab seemed to have flown towards his hand and reached it. With Yi Chen's current eyesight, he could not see all the old lama's movements clearly.

Yi Chen shook his head and walked up respectfully. According to the etiquette of his own sect, he bowed and greeted him: "Master, I am polite."

The old lama turned around, glanced at Yi Chen with a few muddy and unsightly eyes, and let out a few "ah, ah" sounds in his mouth. He turned around and continued to chisel the stone slab.

Chekov frowned, secretly took out the flying blade in his pocket, and was about to give this old man a while, but Jester, like Yi Chen, discovered the strangeness of the old lama, grabbed Chekov's hand tightly and glanced at him.

Yi Chen smiled and turned around to Director Zhang and said, "Ah, You Xing is almost over today. Uh... The weather in Lhasa is still not suitable for us. The sun shines on the skin, but the temperature in the air is so cold, it's really uncomfortable..."

Director Zhang nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, this ghost place in Lhasa, alas, locals take off their clothes under the sun, and when they walk to the shade of the house, they have to put on their fur coats. It's really troublesome. I think Mr. Yi is tired too, so why don't we go back to the hotel?"

Yi Chen chuckled a few times and followed Director Zhang's words and took everyone away.

Yi Chen and the others walked far away. The old lama raised his head and looked at Yi Chen's back in a daze. He moved his mouth a few times, and recited a few scriptures very slowly. His hands subconsciously carved the word "Hum" according to the movements that had been very familiar for a hundred years. With a "crack" sound, the stone slab suddenly cracked. The old lama shook all over, and his heart, which had been as dry as a stone, suddenly twitched. He almost shouted in fear. He stared at the broken stone slab. After a long time of excitement, he slowly grabbed another stone slab and continued to carve it slowly-

At night, Fei Li was already asleep, but Yi Chen, who had just passed by crazily, couldn't sleep at all. There was always a constant "ding ding ding ding ding" sound next to his ears, and the old lama's vague chanting sound came.

Yi Chen activated the true energy in his body, closed his facial features, and completely immersed his mind into the star core in his body. The strange sound rang directly in his entire Six-Bright Star cycle, as if the entire small universe was shaking, making a loud noise that made his dizzy mind.

Yi Chen stood up in anger, stared at the direction of the Potala Palace, thinking in his heart: "Damn, lamas, I have no fate with you, don't deal with me like this, right? I admit that Skye and the other seven are vampires, but do you need to harass me specifically? Damn it, I'm so impatient, you can really touch the nuclear warheads, right? Damn... I'm so dizzy... Damn, what a broken sound?"

"No, do those lamas living in the Potala Palace need to deal with me like this? Judging from the attitude of the old monk during the day, he has no malice to us... Then, damn, that old lama carved with stones."

Yi Chen's face turned cold, he put on a coat and flew out of the hotel. A slight silver thread shot towards the back mountain of the Potala Palace. After Yi Chen approached the Potala Palace, he had already learned about the power of the lamas inside during the day. His sword light spiraled for a while, crossed the Potala Palace high, and threw it far out of the Tallinn. Then he ran around with a light pace for a while, and arrived at the place where the old lama carved his words during the day.

The weird old lama was still there, holding an iron hammer and a chisel in his hand, looking at Yi Chen with a dull look.

Yi Chen clasped his fists slightly and said unhappily: "This master, thanks to the teachings... I don't seem to offend me, so why bother me?" Yi Chen made up his mind. Anyway, if this old lama is similar to the lama with three heads and six arms in the day, then it would be useless for everyone to go together. It would be better to come to me alone to see if he has the nerve to bully such a junior like me.

The old lama opened his mouth for a long time, and after a long time, he squeezed out a few words, as if he hadn't spoken for decades. He stuttered and said in a childish tone like a baby: "I...I...I...I asked you to come."

The old lama was speaking the local language in the Yunnan-Guizhou area of ​​Sichuan. Yi Chen could understand his meaning somewhat, and couldn't help but frown and asked him: "I don't know what kind of expensive thing is the senior who summons me?"

The old lama frowned and pondered for a long time before stammering: "I, I want...we are destined to be..."

Yi Chen was almost scared, what are you saying? What do you want? What are you going to be destined to be? Oh my God, don’t say it so warmly, okay? However, it seems that the old lama is talking very seriously, Yi Chen couldn’t help but become serious and said respectfully: “I don’t know what the seniors mean? I have been involved in Taoism since I was a child, and it seems to be with Buddhism…”

The old lama shook his head, moved his tongue desperately, and said fluently: "It has nothing to do with Taoism and Buddhism, I have a fate with you... God told me today that you are my key. You can help me break these stone slabs, you can..."

Yi Chen looked blankly at the countless stone slabs carved with the characters "Hum" on the nearby ground, and smiled helplessly: "Senior, is it too easy to ask me to help you break these stone slabs?"

The old lama quickly shook his head and pointed at himself and said, "It's the stone slab in my heart, no, not these on the ground..."

Yi Chen was puzzled and shook his head and said, "I don't know what seniors mean."

It seemed that the old lama was almost crying in a hurry. He gestured for a long time, and he almost flew out the hammer and chisel in his hand, but he still couldn't tell what he meant.
To be continued...