"You wait." The middle-aged director is also very quick. If he had been an ordinary person, he would have driven Xu Fan out. However, Xu Fan was in a hurry. It was obviously impossible for him to wait too long. The things Tiexuan told him and the pressure from the leader of Tongtian sect all led him back to Jinling as soon as possible.
I didn't wait too long. About ten minutes later, the middle-aged director came to Xu Fan and said, "master Xu, my name is Zhang Fuqiang. I'm the person in charge here. I'd better call you Xu Fan. I'm not used to calling you master. In my dictionary, masters are equal to those paintings of the God stick. Captain Qinglong also said your means. I don't want to insult you, If you look at the case, if you need any help, you can directly say that we want to know about it as soon as possible. Otherwise, it will be bad for people in the society to panic. "
"Pretty. I like this attitude. Fang Zhigang, who lives in the villa area in the southern suburbs, checks his network. I'll wait here for all of them." As soon as Xu Fan finished, Zhang Fuqiang walked out of the office.
As soon as Zhang Fuqiang walked out of the office, Xu Bin, the leader outside, was a little worried. Zhang Fuqiang is always an old-fashioned man. If Xu Fan didn't believe what he said, he would be scolded, ah.
Xu Bin was not happy to think of this, but before Xu Bin could say anything, Zhang Fuqiang went straight to him and said, "go and investigate Fang Zhigang, a villager in the western suburbs. The scope is so large for the time being. Come to my office immediately."
When Zhang Fuqiang said this, Xu Bin's little stone was put down and immediately went to check Fang Zhigang.
After returning to the office again, Zhang Fuqiang lit another cigarette, then touched a bag and threw it to Xu Fan. Xu Fan didn't care. Let's have a cigarette with him because of his happy attitude.
As soon as Xu Fan lit his cigarette, Zhang Fuqiang said, "young people, smoke less."
"Cough, cough!" A word almost didn't give Xu Fan choked, then said: "old man, words to you finished, smoke is also you give."
"Ha ha, I didn't give you the answer."
After chatting with Zhang Fuqiang for a while, Xu Fan found that the middle-aged director looked a little dull, and he was still very poor.
"Director, master, there are results." At this time, Xu Bin came in with a stack of materials in his hand, and then said, "according to the conditions given by the master, there is only one Fang Zhigang in the western suburb, not to mention there. Here is all his network, including his primary school classmates."
"Well, hard work." Xu Fan went forward directly, took the information, and he was not polite. He started to read the information when he was in the position of Zhang Fuqiang. The speed of reading the information surprised Zhang Fuqiang and Xu Bin. It was too fast.
Finally, Xu Fan took out one of them and said to Zhang Fuqiang and Xu Bin, "how much do you know about this man?"
Zhang Fuqiang took a look at the information and handed it to Xu Bin. Xu Bin picked it up and said, "Fang Mo is a Taoist. There is a Taoist temple at the foot of Jizu mountain. When you talk about the holy land at the foot of Jizu mountain, what does he want to do with a Taoist temple at the foot of other people's mountain?"
Xu Bin said quite incomprehensibly, Xu Fan shook his head and said: "that is, you don't know much about this person."
Xu Bin and Zhang Fuqiang looked at each other and said, "yes."
"OK, that's it. You send someone to send me to Jizu mountain. Now, if it's too late, it will change." Xu Fan said that he was about to leave.
"Well, I'll see you off myself." Zhang Fuqiang is about to follow Xu Fan with his satchel. Xu Fan waves his hand and says, "the driver's job doesn't bother a director to do. Just let anyone who knows the road, can drive, and has a tight mouth."
"Let's go, Xiao Xu." Zhang Fuqiang lost the key and gave it to Xu Bin. Xu Fan didn't say much, so he got on the bus with Xu Bin. As for Xu Fan's previous requirements, Xu Bin wrote them down, and there was no nonsense along the way.
Along the way, Xu Bin couldn't help but want to talk several times. Finally, through the rear-view mirror, Xu Fan closed his eyes and didn't speak. Xu Bin drove very fast. About 40 minutes later, he came to the foot of Jizu mountain. Xu Fan took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was exactly 12 o'clock.
"You just wait for me there. You can sleep. There's nothing more for you. Don't follow me." Xu Fan explained that although he was not a Bodhisattva, he didn't want to see anything happen to Xu Bin.
"Good!" Xu Bin's promise was very happy this time.
After Xu Fan nodded, he went to the Taoist temple and took a look at it. The Taoist temple is not big, but its name is big. It's the master of heaven, dragon and tiger.
"Let me meet you, master of dragon and tiger!" Xu Fan stood in front of the Taoist temple, said a word, then pushed the door in.
"Why, what are you doing so late?" As soon as Xu Fan pushed the door, he heard a very familiar voice. Xu Fan turned his head and looked at the hut on the left. It was Fang ling'er, the female guide he met on the mountain before.
"I'll come..." Xu Fan didn't say anything. A thick voice in the Taoist temple rang up and said: "far away is a guest. Come in and sit down."
"That's my father. I came to see him today. What are you doing here? I haven't told you this evening." Fang ling'er came out of the hut and looked at Xu Fan askew.
Xu fan doesn't know what to say. He can't say that I may have come to collect your father. As an old saying goes, it's worse than his wife and children.
"Ling'er, you don't want to be here today. I'm here to talk about this little brother. Go back to your mother first, and father will accompany you to dinner tomorrow." The voice inside is still strong. Xu fan is curious about it. It's like using a loudspeaker.
"Oh, well, you can't lie to me." Fang ling'er took the bag and walked out of the Taoist temple.
Xu Fan closed the door and walked towards the inside. He had to say that the view was not big, but the Feng Shui pattern was really unusual. He felt like a master with a pen.
"Come in." The sound of the main hall sounds more powerful in Xu Fan's present position.
"Yes Xu Fan jumped up and flew straight into the main hall. He took a look at the middle-aged Taoist who was meditating. He said that he had a black robe. His beard was very neat and his bearing was extraordinary. But there was always an unspeakable discomfort, that is, he wanted to stay away from the whole person.
Xu Fan thought to himself that it might be something this man did that was harmful to his morality. It seems not strange that Xu Fan, a middle-aged Taoist, came here.