As soon as Jiang Zhuolin finished speaking, Jia Ying and the old man surnamed Dou glanced over at him.
They looked at Chu Heng again, filled with surprise.
Listen to his voice.
Can this guy really help?
This is really a bit long...ah, it can't be hidden!
I didn’t expect that he could be so capable at such a young age!
When Chu Heng looked at Jiang Zhuolin's face, he immediately guessed that this old guy wanted to tease him, so he just rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "Come on, you are a thousand-year-old fox, leave me alone."
What are you talking about? You just say something and that’s it. Don’t worry, I, Chu Heng, am not an ungrateful person. Master Dou has saved our lives. As long as it’s his business, I’ll handle it for him no matter how difficult it is!”
It was true that he wanted to repay the favor, but this favor could not fall on Jiang Zhuolin. Instead of waiting for him to make his words clear and letting him have to take away some of the favor, he might as well accept it first.
Jiang Zhuolin didn't expect that this lazy guy would agree so happily. Hearing this, he couldn't help but be startled, and then he laughed and nodded: "Haha, okay! Then I'll just say it."
As he said that, he pulled a chair and sat down, and spread a circle of cigarettes for the people in the room, and then said in a deep voice: "This matter is actually not too difficult for you. I just want you to help Taoist Dou solve it."
It’s a question of identity, and I’m looking for a stable place to stay.”
"Tsk! I said you are such a tough guy!" Chu Heng puffed on his cigarette with a speechless face and said, "Can you tell me everything? Otherwise, how can I arrange it?"
"Let me tell you."
Jia Ying stepped forward at this time, looked at Chu Heng with a scrutinizing look in his eyes, and said slowly: "The reason why my master is hiding like this is because he served as a guard for the bald man earlier!"
Chu Heng was stunned when he heard this, looked at Lao Dao, then looked at Jia Ying, pointed to the southeast with wide eyes: "That bald head?"
"Yes, just the bald one."
Jia Ying nodded with a half-smile: "How about it? Can you handle this?"
"It's definitely possible, but I have to think about it carefully." Chu Heng thoughtfully stretched out his hand to pull Jiang Zhuolin up, and sat on the chair under his buttocks, holding a cigarette in his mouth and contemplating with his brows motionless.
Seeing this, the others stopped talking and stared at him without blinking, waiting for the next step.
Three to five minutes passed like this.
Chu Heng, who had burned out the cigarette in his mouth, slowly threw away the cigarette butt. He immediately raised his head and looked at the old man, and said in a deep voice: "Old man, I can think of two ways now. You can listen and see which one you like."
Everyone in the room was overjoyed when they heard this, even Cen Hao was no exception.
Even Dou Laodao, who is very good at nourishing qi, couldn't help showing a look of surprise on his face, but then he shook his head with a look of shame and said: "I didn't want to trouble others, but now... ugh."
"It's no trouble, you don't have to do this." Chu Heng smiled and waved his hand, lit another cigarette for himself, and said while smoking: "The first way I said is to arrange for you to go abroad, Hong Kong Island, Wanwan,
Or anywhere else in the world, I can send it to you."
The old Taoist frowned slightly after hearing this, obviously he didn't like this method very much.
Seeing this, Chu Heng continued: "The second thing is that I will find a safe place for you to stay first, and then slowly look for opportunities later, and then arrange a safe identity for you. As for the reason, I think you should understand
.”
Of his two methods, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the first one is the safest, because there are too many uncertainties in the second one.
But after hearing this, the old Taoist hesitated. He frowned and sat next to the one-eyed old man without saying anything, while his thin but strong fingers tapped on his knees unconsciously.
Chu Heng didn't rush him. He sat on the chair and smoked a cigarette, quietly waiting for the old man to give his choice.
After a while.
The old Taoist turned his head and looked over, and said with a firm face: "Then please help me find a place to live, little brother. I am already so old, and I don't know how many years I can live, so I won't mess around. Besides,
I can’t bear to part with this land either.”
"no problem."
Chu Heng nodded and said with a smile: "Then when I return to Beijing, you can come with me. Then you can live directly in Cen Hao's place. Basically no outsiders go there."
"Yes, yes." Cen Hao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly patted his chest and assured: "Taoist Priest, don't worry, as long as I am here, no one can disturb your Qing Dynasty!"
"Hengzi!" Jia Ying on the side was a little dissatisfied with this arrangement. She frowned and said, "We just came out of Beijing. If we go back now..."
Chu Heng, a petty guy, still remembered the resentment of being slighted and even pushed him a few times, so he curled his lips and interrupted him unceremoniously: "Uncle Jia, don't you understand that it's dark under the lamp?
Understand? Besides, the only place I can talk to is the capital city. If I arrange for the old man to be somewhere else, I won’t be able to reach him no matter how long my whip is."
Jia Ying wanted to say something more, but Jiang Zhuolin interrupted him with a wave of his hand and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll just listen to Hengzi on this matter. I believe that with his ability, he can protect Taoist Master Zhou Quan."
As mentioned in the previous article, Jiang Zhuolin once asked someone to inquire about Chu Heng, and they knew everything about his abilities and background, so he was very sure now.
Seeing that all his old friends had said this, Jia Ying didn't say anything. He cupped his hands politely and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Hengzi."
Dou Laodao also clasped his fists: "I'm sorry, little brother."
"Well, whether it's troublesome or not in our relationship, the old man's business is my business." Chu Henghun smiled nonchalantly: "Then the matter is settled, and then we can go together."
"Okay!" The old Taoist smiled and stroked his beard.
Seeing this, Cen Hao rolled his eyes, then approached him again with an expectant look on his face, and said with a smile: "Taoist Priest, you don't want to leave now, so why don't you accept me as your disciple?"
"this……"
The old Taoist was suddenly moved. In his whole life, he only liked two things. One was wine, which he couldn't live without. He could not live without wine.
Another one is to recruit disciples.
This thing is so addicting. Watching his apprentice thrive under his training, the sense of accomplishment is really great, even better than drinking a bottle of century-old wine!
I love this feeling so much, I can’t fucking stop it!
So, looking at the good seedlings that were delivered to my door, and having a place to stay, I felt a lot less worried. The old Taoist hesitated for a moment, then nodded with a smile and said: "Okay, since you are so persistent, then I will
Just accept you as my disciple!"
Cen Hao was immediately overjoyed. He knelt down on the ground with a plop, knocked his head three times, and then moved around again. He brought the tea that was a little cold on the side and handed it over respectfully: "Master is here, apprentice."
Tea is served to you!"
"Okay, okay!" The old Taoist laughed and took it. He didn't dislike it. He raised his head and drank all the tea in the cup. He stood up and helped Cen Hao up: "From now on, you are my thirteenth disciple, Dou Nanfeng.
!”
"Congratulations, Taoist Priest, for gaining a good disciple." Seeing that Cen Hao finally got what he wanted, Chu Heng smiled and stepped forward to congratulate him, then curiously asked: "Taoist Priest, I heard you say that Cen Hao is your second disciple."
Thirteen apprentices, then why is Uncle Jia by your side now?"
"They." The old Taoist smiled sadly and sighed: "They are all dead!"
