C178 Two Chapters in One with the Servant

When I left the jade, my heart was still a little heavy.

In the end, that girl who should have been weak and delicate, after reaching that position, had suffered many unspeakable grievances during this period of time.

The things that happened today couldn't possibly be just a coincidence. Maybe it was just like what Jiang Xi stubbornly told me: she wasn't good, she wasn't good at all. It wasn't a joke, but what about me? In the beginning, she had always regarded it as a joke. Maybe she was really sad? However, other than saying that it was not good for her, what else could she say in this matter?

A girl, in the end, was still a girl. No matter how one put it, they were naturally at a disadvantage in these matters. This kind of situation would probably continue for a very long time. As long as Jiang Xi remained in that position, she would not be able to completely eliminate this situation.

While driving absent-mindedly, Fan Cunhu suddenly asked: "Zheng, are you thinking about something?"

"I'm thinking about what happened just now. Your sister Jiang …" Just as he was about to speak to Fan Cunhu, he shook his head. Fan Cunhu can stay by my side all day, but he is a man after all, he can't possibly stay by my side all day … That's right! An idea suddenly popped into his mind. Maybe there was a solution to this matter.

Zi Tong Courtyard, I sat by the phone and thought about it, then I called Liu Huai An.

Liu Huai An, the child of the secretary of Chang An City. In Chang'an City, although it was not the first yamen, it was more or less enough. He had a bit of a friendship with these members of the Changan yamen, especially Liu Huai An, who took up 5% of the company's shares in the jadeite market and held the title of a director.

The phone call came back very quickly. It was unknown which woman he was sweating on, but his voice sounded a bit shaky.

"Qi Qiao, whoa, what's wrong with me?"

"I have something to tell you. There was a bastard causing trouble in the Emerald City today, and I was the one who cleaned it up, yelling that the Emerald City will close tomorrow." It seems pretty fierce. " I said a simple sentence, and Liu Huai'an immediately let out a strange cry from the other side of the phone.

Speaking of which, this Liu Huai An is even older than me. He is already in his early thirties, but his temperament seems to be lingering around the age of seventeen or eighteen. Of course, this was only in front of people he knew. If he was a real stranger, he would put on airs.

"Who is it? The toad yawned. "What a big mouth."

"I think it's one of the vice presidents of that business association. His surname is Wang, his name is Wang scout, and he also has several of his henchmen. Just watch and do it properly." After thinking about the name of President Wang that Jiang Xi told me, I mentioned this name for Liu Huai An.

Liu Huai An didn't think much of it and said with a smile, "I thought he was some big shot. Alright, I'll properly clean him up. These people are a bit stinky now, I wonder how many eyes Prince Ma has!"

After hanging up the phone with Liu Huai An, I looked around to see that it was still early, so I called Chen Qingzhi. He seemed to be dealing with something and asked me to wait.

About 20 minutes later, Chen Qingzhi called me. I told him straight out that a female friend needed a bodyguard, and he immediately understood what I meant.

"That's easy to say. Actually, the arrangements for the soldiers after leaving the army are quite problematic now. It's not that difficult."

"Forget about men. She's a girl, it's not convenient for her to have a man by her side." I couldn't help but mention this to Chen Qingzhi. Otherwise, based on his scoundrelly character, he might find a strong man to deal with him.

"Old man, don't you worry about your boss?" I know everyone in this system, and if I let you off the hook for a hundred thousand times, I can give you an accurate letter tomorrow. " Chen Qingzhi bragged as he spoke. After that, he casually chatted for a while before settling this matter.

Around 7 PM, I accompanied Jiang Xi to have a meal with her and told her my arrangements without consulting her. However, looking at her reaction, she did not reject this matter. The days after taking care of the jade did indeed make her feel insecure.

Of course, White Horse Temple did not eat dinner again. After thinking about it, I still feel that the Buddhist quiet place isn't suitable for being disturbed. I don't know why, but the feeling the White Horse Temple gives me is completely different from those famous temples I've been to before. Many temples these days have really gotten closer to commercialization, and it is hard to see the great peace and quiet of Buddhism in them.

The next day, I sent Fan Cunhu directly to the White Horse Temple, and for this reason, I found the Old Cube. He looked at Fan Cunhu, and then magnanimously made the decision to let Fan Cunhu cultivate in White Horse Temple for a period of time.

Old Cube said that in the world of buddha, if the evil aura on Fan Cunhu could be melted away, it would be considered a great merit.

It was just that, Fan Cunhu himself, was obviously not willing to make such arrangements. Thinking about it, if someone without a hint of buddhist intentions were to go to the temple to cultivate, it would be really hard for them, although they would not let him become a monk, but if word of this were to spread, it would make people feel weird.

Although Fan Cunhu was unwilling, but he still expressed that he will work hard in the temple, hoping to get the best results in order to return the favor.

These words were funny, the reason why others cultivated to True Fruit was to prove themselves as a Bodhisattva, but Fan Cunhu, a pure little tiger, was only trying to be vulgar. Who knew how many Buddhist disciples would be angered to the point of spitting blood from such a simple and serious thought.

After hearing Fan Cunhu's thoughts, although he was stunned for a moment, he quickly came to his senses, saying that Fan Cunhu had a true nature, and praising him for his innocence. He also said that if he was willing to study more on the Dharma Arts, in time, he would definitely be able to achieve great things.

When I heard this, I was immediately enraged. Because this kind of scene is really very similar to the situation I was in when Zhao Qiujiu and I went to the Green Pine Monastery. At that time, the Daoist Immortal, the old man from the Green Pine Monastery, wanted Zhao QIu and I to enter the Daoist Sect to cultivate. Wasn't his expression just as enticing?

"Master, Cun Hu is only cultivating in the temple for a period of time. Furthermore, as the saying goes, if one does not filial piety, there are three ways to achieve greatness. If the Grandmaster truly wants Cun Hu to study buddhist magic, he will have to wait until later. "

This sort of thing could not be ambiguous in the slightest. The monks and Taoists of this world did not talk about their other abilities, but their ability to bewitch people was definitely top-notch. Furthermore, Fan Cunhu has always been by my side ever since he came out of the mountains.

Using an inappropriate analogy, if White Horse Temple, who was not a simple Old Cube, wanted to persuade Fan Cunhu to go out, then with Fan Cunhu's personality, in front of the Old Cube, it was no different than a lamb meeting a big bad wolf. He basically did not have any strength to fight back.

Last year at the Green Pine Monastery, I did not know how Zhao QIu managed to escape the temptation of the old man from the Green Pine Monastery. But I kept myself awake by virtue of this great desire to restore the glory of my family.

Hearing that, Fan Cunhu's face turned red, and he lowered his head in embarrassment, but Old Cube only laughed meaningfully, without expressing his opinion on it. No one could say that it was wrong, but it was contrary to some rules and regulations of the buddhist faith. This kind of strange contradiction had existed for who knows how many years, and there had never been a high monk.

On the one hand, it was human morality. On the other, it was faith. The contradiction between these two mountains was always in a strange state. Whether consciously or unconsciously, it was ignored by everyone. It was a question that he could not face. Other than running away, what else could he do?

"Master!" Looking at Old Cube's expression, I really couldn't be at ease. Such a meaningful smile was extremely annoying. Especially this sort of expert. One would never be able to figure out the hidden motives behind such a smile.

The Old Cube looked at me helplessly, and recited the Buddhist prayer, saying: "A monk does not use words to attack his family, I will just listen to what you have to say. However, you still have to make it clear in advance that if I do not convert this little friend, Buddha will convert him as well. At that time, if this little friend really does devote himself to Buddha, it won't have anything to do with this old monk. "

The words of the Old Cube made me feel that there was something amiss, but after thinking about it carefully, I could not find anything wrong with it. I could only say to Fang Dang, "Then I'll be troubling you, Master." He then turned to Fan Cunhu and said: "Cun Hu, cultivate well in the temple. If there is anything, I will immediately come and call for you."

Fan Cunhu said with a bitter face: "I understand, Zheng. But when will I be considered to have succeeded? "

Cultivating the True Fruit? Looking at Fan Cunhu's innocent expression, I couldn't help but think that I really should use a large hammer to ruthlessly smash on his head. This made him understand the special meaning of the three words' cultivated to the true fruit 'in the Buddhist Sect. How many great Buddhist virtues have never been cultivated to the positive fruit in your life and you, a little brat, want to cultivate to the positive fruit?

Old Cube's expression finally changed as he let out a wry smile. He helplessly said to Fan Cunhu: "You don't need to wait until your cultivation succeeds; when the time comes, you can naturally go out."

"This realization of yours!" I suppressed my laughter as I looked at Fan Cunhu and said, "Cultivate well in the temple and convert the hostility on your body. It will only bring you benefits and not harm."

After exiting the temple and walking back to the courtyard, I suddenly realized that this little tiger might really be going to suffer a little bit. All the food in the temple were vegetarian, and Fan Cunhu was the same as Fan Cunlong, a large carnivorous animal without any meat at all. I grimaced, feeling that I had really done something of the height of the Joy Island.

When I got to the house, I found that there were two missed calls. It was Chen Qingzhi. I called him back. He told me it was settled. There was a retired female soldier. Chen Qingzhi mysteriously said that the female soldier was a very skilled and talented person.

"This is great!" Hearing this, I immediately laughed. Chen Qingzhi really did do something this time. There may be a lot of people who don't know about the existence of that special unit, but when we all gathered together, Chen Qingzhi, who didn't have a door in his mouth, gave us a lot of information. The name of this unit was the place he mentioned the most frequently, saying that it was a holy place for soldiers.

"Don't treat her unfairly in terms of salary. That girl's family is not doing very well, and she even has a younger brother who is in university. It's not easy." Chen Qingzhi rarely told me in a serious manner that I naturally would not agree to anything. As long as you're a talent, I don't really care about spending money. After all, compared to Jiang Xi's safety, this was not a big deal.

After I hung up, the phone rang again not long after. I looked at the number and saw that it was from home. My heart skipped a beat.

Sometimes, not only did women have an unreliable sixth sense, but men also had a seventh sense. In many cases, it was much more reliable than the sixth sense.

"Sure enough, as I expected, after I picked up the phone, my mother's grumbling voice came from the other end. Little Bridge, what have you been doing all day? I've called you several times, all of them in the middle of a conversation. "

It was such a coincidence that I replied, "I wasn't here just now. I was out on some business. Mom, is there something that happened at home?"

"Yes, yes, yes! "Hurry up and come back." His mother's voice immediately became joyful, and there was even a little … I don't know what it felt like, but I was extremely familiar with her tone.

"What is it?" My throat felt dry, and I took a sip of water. My mind was racing, thinking about how I could get away with it.

Mother smiled and said, "Quickly come back first, Peach Blossom Nanny came to our house. He said that he has a girl that fits you very well, and he also brought a photo for me to see. That girl is especially spirited, she has to have a nose, eyes, and eyes."

With a wail, I really want to say that you must be joking. In this world, it's really rare to see people without a nose or eyes. It was fine if they didn't have eyes, but if they couldn't breathe without a nose, then they were all dead.

"Alright, I won't tell you anymore." But Zheng Qiqiao, let me tell you, you have to come back immediately this time. I like this lady. " After saying that, his mother immediately hung up.

After drinking a cup of water, I packed up my things and rushed back to the Huazhou that the Weicheng s belonged to. I still had to go to the Weicheng first. I suddenly remembered that before I left, I had said that if I came back alive, I would come again to find me, the demented old man who wanted to tell my fortune. It had been a few days since I'd come back from Egypt, and he hadn't really come looking for me.

Maybe it was just to talk about, in this world, where did all these strange people come from? Putting all sorts of weird and complicated ideas behind him, he carefully drove the Santana through the bad road conditions. He had heard that the high-speed was about to be repaired. If that was the case, he could change to a better car. Running on the high-speed like this would be even more enjoyable.

Perhaps it was because he really wanted something to come. When I passed by the Weicheng, I took a detour to the street where the ancient path was located. It was noon, but there weren't many people on the way. Everyone should be going to work, and the weather hadn't really warmed up yet, so there wouldn't be many people wandering around. The road condition of the Weicheng was pretty good, so I couldn't help but feel a little relaxed.

With one hand supporting my head while the other driving, the car was running at a slow speed, but it was lucky that it didn't die. A person suddenly stopped in front of the car, scaring me so much that I stepped on the brakes, causing the tires to rub against the road and emit an ear-piercing screech.

An old man with a thin azure bamboo on his back, his hair disheveled and his face dirty, was standing in front of the car. He didn't seem worried at all that the car would crash into him.

Like all car owners, my first thought was to push open the car door and ruthlessly curse this old man who could seek death. It doesn't matter if I hit you to death, but what if I'm scared out of my wits?

When I pushed open the door and got out of the car, I was stunned to see an old man leaning against a green bamboo. Just a moment ago, I didn't expect to meet him here. I looked at him and opened my mouth, not knowing what to say. This old man gave me a strange feeling from the start. At that time, I only thought that he was an old beggar who had some mental problems. However, his words later on made me understand that it wasn't like that.

The old man grabbed my arm as he had the first time he saw me at the Gadfly. He looked at me sideways with his head half down.

It was a very strange look, as if he wanted to see through me. After a long while, he slowly let go of my hand and said, "You came back alive?" To prove that I'm not mistaken, that's you. "

"The old man's words confused me and I looked at him in confusion." What are you talking about? I don't understand. "

"I'll follow you from now on." The slovenly old man didn't answer my question. Instead, he said it in an extremely serious manner. I looked at him even more baffled. What do you mean by follow me? Who asked you to follow them?

Patting my sleeves, I smiled as I looked at this crazy yet seemingly mysterious old man. "The old man must be joking. I still have some matters to attend to, so you should go rest first. We'll meet again if fate allows."

"I have to follow you!" demented old man no longer looked at me like that. He raised his head and looked straight at me. Normal people, like me, have round eyes and pupils, but in those round eyes, the old man's pupil is a vertical oval, like a football.

"Just because of a single sentence from you? Why should I let you follow me? I say, old sir, don't you think it's too sudden? " I looked at the old man with a cold smile. His conceited attitude made me feel extremely uncomfortable. I admit that the moment I saw his eyes, I did believe that he was a mysterious fellow. I don't know why, but anyone who can interact with fate would have such abnormal eyes.

But because of this, I was even more wary of this old man. I don't know how others would treat someone who doesn't know their roots and doesn't even know their name, yet there is still someone who has the ability to get close to me. I don't know how to deal with him, but I feel a little bit of resistance from the bottom of my heart. A person like this would naturally be of great help if he truly wanted to help you. However, if he had any other intentions, it would be easy for him to do something after a long time of close contact with such a person.

"Abruptly? It seems to be a little sudden. " The old man's voice was very low and hoarse, as if his throat was on the verge of breaking down and could break down at any moment to become a mute who could not make a sound. "Then tell me, how can I help you not to feel that something is amiss?"

I looked at the old man a few times, and it seemed as if he was really ready to get involved with me. I don't understand why all of this happened. Just as I said, it was too sudden, so unexpected that it was unbelievable. Someone who was obviously very capable wanted to suddenly tell me that he wanted to follow me? I never believed in pie falling from the sky.

I looked at the old man and sneered again. "Alright, since you said that you'll follow me, then first of all, you'll have to let me know your name, age, and status, right?"

The slovenly old man was stunned as he mumbled something. He then said to me, "My surname is Li and my name is... It seems to be called Hou Cheng. Hmm, exactly like this, I'm called Li Houcheng. As for your age … " The slovenly old man patted his head, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, his strange eyes revealed a wry smile. "I also don't know how old I am. A hundred?" Or maybe a little more, but I really can't remember. "

"It seems?" A hundred years old? "Maybe a little more?" I looked at the old man, and my expression grew colder. The slovenly old man was very old, and his unkempt hair made it impossible for anyone to tell his age, but how could a hundred years old have such a body? You can walk around like this by yourself? Do you take me for a fool?

"Maybe you don't believe it, and I know it's hard to believe, but it is!" The slovenly old man scratched his head in annoyance. On the other hand, he had a sincere expression on his face, not seeming to be faking it. But just as he said, how could anyone believe him?

"Well, let's skip this first. Answer my second question, your identity! " I looked at the raggedy old man. If he was really just an ordinary old man, I wouldn't mind letting him make a windfall when something like this happens. But, this old man isn't an ordinary old man.

He was a little crazy at first, but then he stopped being crazy. However, what he said sounded like a lunatic.

"Identity... "Identity..." The slovenly old man, Li Houcheng, pulled at his hair once again. This time, he did not think for too long, and only two words came out of his mouth. "My servant."

"My official? Old man, you really have a fever!? " I jumped up in surprise. Do you think this is a costume play? And the retainers, now, no, to be exact, since the beginning of the Republic of China, how could there be so many of them? This old man actually called me a servant, which made me even more incredulous. In fact, the age that he said sounded like a joke in front of these two words.

"There's no fever. The old man is very healthy. Other than a few years ago, when I was afflicted with a serious illness that almost cost me my life, I have never had any other small ailments. " The old man was still very serious. He stared at me and said, "Luckily, I was able to hold on. These past few years, I have been unable to contact the people that survived with me. I suspect that they are all dead."

I opened my mouth wide. This old man was getting more and more outrageous, yet he still used such a serious expression on his face. The feeling I got from him was extremely weird.

Take a day off and adjust your thoughts.

Finger twitch, please take a day off thinking.

He noticed that his friend was asking about the third fragment of the book. He had explained it to him the other day, and he suffered some minor injuries on his hand. The reason was a little embarrassing, so he didn't want to go into the details. He changed the medicine in the middle and it was almost done.

The third one would be ready by tomorrow. Today, give me some time to sort out my thoughts.

I apologize. Amen. "Ugh …" Wrong words.

And to that lovely spring to ask the question of the wrong word, from tomorrow, from the flick of the finger formed the habit of first correcting and then sending, to ensure that everyone fluently and comfortably read.