"Oh, I'm a security guard." Someone said casually.
"Then...have you always been so willing to do justice?" The short-haired girl was obviously not satisfied with the answer and wanted to continue asking.
"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry and have to go home." Chen Tairan waved his hand and left quickly. Although the two girls in front of him were pretty, he didn't like to be in public by nature. After serving as a soldier, this kind of mentality changed.
It's even more obvious.
"Hey, wait a minute..." The short-haired girl hurriedly chased after him, but the speed of that person was so fast that he disappeared in just a few breaths.
"What? You won't lose a piece of meat if you ask..." The short-haired girl pouted with an angry expression on her face.
"Okay, okay, Miss Qiqi, you've filmed the news and interviewed people. It's time to go to dinner, right? I'm starving!" The long-haired girl complained repeatedly, pushing the short-haired girl to run away.
There was no excitement to be seen at this time, and the crowd gradually dispersed. The two monks, an old man and a young man, had not yet left. They were staring at the direction in which Chen Tairan's back disappeared, seemingly thoughtful.
"Master, why did you stop me just now? There are only so many weird rules in this mortal world?" the young monk suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.
"You have the nerve to say that?" The old monk rolled his eyes at him angrily, "They are just a few gangsters, and they need to use the Nine Dragons Sky Fire Seal at once? If you are so murderous, how can you cultivate your mind? How can you talk about enlightenment?
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The little monk lowered his head and was scolded by the master.
The old monk talked a lot and then stopped. Just as he was about to take a breath, he heard the young monk faintly say: "Master, I listened to your words and practiced in seclusion for ten years, but I still don't understand Zen. You often say Zen
It's simplicity, normality, and authenticity, so what if others insist on disturbing you, hurting you, and pestering you?"
The old monk smiled faintly: "In the past, Hanshan asked Shide: 'How should I deal with the world when I am slandered, bullied, humiliated, laughed at, belittled, despised, hated, and lied to me?'"
The young monk nodded and continued: "Shi De said: 'Just tolerate him, let him, let him, avoid him, be patient with him, respect him, ignore him, wait for a few more years and you can see him.'"
"This is it."
"However, you often say that today's world is in ruins and people's hearts are not as old as before. What's the use of just being patient? If we retreat to the mountains and take care of ourselves, won't we see the evil ones running rampant and the weak crying?"
The old monk was silent for a moment, and then suddenly asked: "Are you trying to say that the man who just acted chivalrously and did not leave his name behind is worthy of your imitation?"
The young monk didn't answer, but that was clearly what he meant.
"That's also Zen..." The old monk clasped his hands together and sighed.
"Huh??" The little monk opened his eyes wide and looked puzzled.
"It's just that that's his Zen, not yours. Although he possesses our Buddhist Kung Fu, he should be considered a half Buddhist disciple, but what he walks is a killing path. If he is not careful, he will be killed.
You will fall into the abyss and never recover!"
The young monk listened and remained silent for a long time. The old monk looked at the sky and did not want to say any more. He immediately took the young monk's hand and disappeared into the surging crowd.
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Chen Tairan hurried back to his residence and saw that Old Man Feng was still meditating, and Sister Ling was still surfing the Internet. This girl, she...she had actually learned to type! Although she typed slowly, don't forget that it was only half a day and one night.
What a great effort!
"Awesome, awesome, you are so awesome!" Someone repeatedly raised his hand to the girl, sincerely convinced.
Ling Xueying smiled slightly and asked someone why she called her "cow". Isn't that a kind of livestock? What does it have to do with people?
"Ah, well..." Someone rolled his eyes and explained: "The so-called 'ox' means powerful, powerful, and mighty."
"Oh... doesn't that mean the same as 'NX'? But why is the pronunciation different?" Aya asked curiously.
Someone immediately felt like he was struck by lightning, and it took him a long time to hesitate and say: "This... NX cannot be pronounced with the English pronunciation here, but must be pronounced as ox... ox... ox cross."
Looking at Aya's clear eyes, this guy still couldn't pronounce that word...
"Oh, it turns out it's Pinyin, I understand." Ling Xueying nodded, actually picked up a pen and paper from beside the keyboard, and wrote down this item seriously.
Chen Tairan couldn't help but sweat violently, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart...
"But Brother Chen, shouldn't it be written NC in Pinyin?"
Chen Tairan... Chen Tairan's heart felt as if ten thousand grass and mud horses were running past him, and they stepped on him instantly. At this moment, he really felt that he was a fucking idiot...
"By the way, Brother Chen, what are you talking about? There are a lot of new words on the Internet, such as Bamboo, rookie, fan, MM, etc. I don't even understand them. Can you teach me?"
Looking at the little beauty's expectant eyes, a certain guy's domineering spirit came up again, and he waved his hand and said: "Little CASE, I will teach you one by one now!~"
After working all morning, Ling Xueying was still energetic, but Chen Tairan was a little tired. After some hard talking, he persuaded the girl to take a bath and go to bed.
The room next door was locked tightly. Chen Tairan knocked on the door several times, but there was no response.
Speaking of which, it's really weird. It's been all morning, why haven't I seen Miss He Da? Could it be...
Thinking of the task that Mr. He had entrusted to him, Chen Tairan couldn't help but feel a shudder in his heart. He took out the key and opened the door and broke in. Damn it! Sure enough, no one was in the house!
Chen Tairan punched the wall and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to dial He Yunming's number. After the call was connected, he heard a burst of sweet music coming from the direction of the bedside table. The compact iPhone 5 was playing TroubleMaker's ringtone vigorously.
The volume is quite low.
Chen Tairan can't understand this kind of Korean song and is not in the mood to listen to it. Miss He is missing and she didn't bring her belongings with her. So where could she have gone?
After all, this guy has done great things. He has a very good psychological quality and strong analytical skills. He can come to a conclusion after just a little thought.
First: He Yunming might have gone shopping or shopping somewhere near here, and because he would be back soon, he was too lazy to take his mobile phone out.
Second: Someone forcibly abducted Miss He, and she had no time or ability to take away any belongings!
"Damn..." Someone really doesn't want it to be the second one, but it has already happened, and there is no use regretting it. It's better to look for clues as soon as possible, maybe you can find some clues.
