A long and narrow official road goes straight into the mountains, surrounded by the Minshan Mountains. There is an open space not far ahead, with a flag with the word "驿" fluttering in the wind, and the smoke rising slowly.
"Sir, we have arrived. Not far ahead is Minshan Mountain." The man from the Secret Service said in a deep voice across the carriage.
"Yes, I understand." Wu Zhongxian replied, then put down the file in his hand, stood up, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and jumped down.
The breeze blew slowly, and the sound of fallen leaves rustling in the ears was filled. Wu Zhongxian stood in the dense forest, breathing the unpolluted air, and felt refreshed!
"Ah~, I'm finally home. I've been sitting in the car for more than half a month. I almost fell apart when I sat down, but I don't have to sit in a carriage anymore!" Mo Jianqi got out of the car and stretched out his arms.
He stretched out his waist, stretched his muscles, and looked at the familiar scenery around him in a good mood. It could be seen that the child was exhausted from the whole journey.
Seeing that Mo Jianqi was in such a good mood, Wu Zhongxian couldn't help but smile and joked: "This is back to Mo Daxia's world, why don't you buy me a drink?"
Mo Jianqi smiled and waved his hand and said: "It's easy to talk, when we get to Jianlu, I'll treat you to some good osmanthus wine!"
"Cough cough cough!" An untimely cough came from behind the two of them, and Wu Zhongxian knew who was so annoying without even thinking about it.
The old fortune teller also saw the carriage stop and came out to find out what was going on. As soon as he got off the carriage, he saw his future apprentice and that boy Wu Zhongxian, talking and laughing, playing with each other, and he suddenly became angry!
The journey was full of food and sleep, and what Wu Zhongxian didn't expect was that not only did the old man survive, but he was full of energy and was eating deliciously. He didn't look like an older person at all. ⑧①ZW.????
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The old man even had the leisure to wander back and forth on the exquisitely curvy bodies of the embroidered girls from the Secret Service...
Wu Zhongxian said sincerely, you are really old and your heart is not old!
There is no reason why the old man became so angry when he saw Wu Zhongxian.
Earlier, the old man threw a broken gong to Wu Zhongxian randomly. Wu Zhongxian studied it for several days and couldn't find out the mystery. So he turned around and asked the old man. Unexpectedly, the old man was old-fashioned and refused to say anything. He just said "no".
Don't tell me you're going to piss me off.'
Wu Zhongxian was stunned for several days and couldn't even come up with half a word...
But who is Wu Zhongxian? The Tathagata had to be scraped off three layers of gold powder when he saw him. The Lord of Hell was frightened when he saw him. How could he endure such a miserable loss?
So Wu Zhongxian waved his hand, and the old fortune teller had to remember the price of everything he ate, drank, and had sex along the way!
And because this trip was on an official mission, the local officials did not dare to deal with it casually when they saw His Majesty's instructions. The food they and their group ate were all of the best local quality, and were all arranged according to the highest standards. They only ate every day.
Dry food, if calculated according to the market price, is enough to cover the expenses of an ordinary family of three for one month.
The euphemistic name is: It is my duty to serve the Qin Dynasty by your Majesty's will to relieve worries and solve doubts! I have always been upright and clear-cut between public and private affairs, and I will never do anything for personal gain!
When the old fortune teller knew how much gold and silver this business would cost, his face turned green! He had never seen so much money in his life!
Although his true identity is a Taoist immortal master, he has always been a wandering around the world. He has never thought about making money and getting rich, nor has he thought that one day he would be troubled by such vulgar things...
At this time, the old man was filled with emotions. He was really envious of his old friend. As the sage of Confucianism, he had thousands of disciples and was treated as a guest by emperors of all major empires.
When have their Confucians ever been short of money? Everyone in the world is eager to give them mountains of gold and silver for free!
In fact, Wu Zhongxian was just talking. He just wanted the big boss to remember his good qualities and just give him a hand at critical moments. After all, someone with short hands will eat someone with a short mouth.
The old man thought in his mind that the purpose of his trip was to recruit disciples. Fortunately, he had the shamelessness to stay and followed him all the way from the capital to Minshan. But what annoyed him most was that this boy actually refused to let him ride in the same carriage with him.
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According to what Wu Zhongxian said, there are Daqin confidential files in this car, and of course they cannot be shown to anyone else.
In fact, this is okay. The old man has no opinion on the fact that he is classified as an idler by Wu Zhongxian. After all, the old man’s thoughts are not on Wu Zhongxian or even Wu Zhongxian. But the most annoying thing is that his future disciple does not care about anything on weekdays.
If nothing happens, just follow Wu Zhongxian.
This makes the old man unbearable!
Wu Zhongxian did not give himself any chance to recruit a disciple, and he had to guard against Wu Zhongxian like an old father. Whenever he had a chance during the day, he would ride alone and wander outside Wu Zhongxian's carriage, and even climb to Wu Zhongxian's carriage at night.
Squatting in the corner outside the tent.
The old man was really tired. He felt like he was always on guard against wild boars that would eat up the cabbage he grew at home.
In fact, Wu Zhongxian didn't know why this old man always ruined his good deeds. He just accepted a disciple, but why did he guard him like a thief all day long?
And this old man does have two brushes. Not to mention the third-grade embroidery girls in the Secret Service, it is difficult for him, a peak second-grade monk, to detect the secret approach of this old man.
This also verified Wu Zhongxian's thoughts from the side. This old man was by no means an ordinary person. At the very least, he must be a person at the pinnacle of first-class cultivation, or even a land immortal like Ying Zhao.
If this old man is really such a giant, Wu Zhongxian doesn't mind working with the old man to persuade Mo Jianqi to become his disciple. As long as he takes this girl down, he will have a teacher from a land fairy in the future.
Well! When Wu Zhongxian thought of this, he nodded secretly. Anyway, no matter how he calculated this plan, he would not lose. Then he took action. For several days in a row, Wu Zhongxian ran to the old man to greet him. After a while, he said: "Old man, yesterday
Would you like to sleep late?", and after a while he said: "Is this meal to your liking, old man?".
But the old fortune teller turned his nose up at Wu Zhongxian's solicitude and said in his heart: "You want to please me now? It's too late!"
In fact, the old man was also afraid of Wu Zhongxian's troubles. Now he still owes Wu Zhongxian four hundred taels of silver. Even if he puts all the old man's belongings together, it is not worth three taels. The old man is indeed a little afraid of Wu Zhongxian's series of anomalies.
There must be some evil intentions behind his actions.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
"Sir, are we spending the night at the inn?" Secret Agent Xiu Niang walked up to Wu Zhongxian, saluted and asked.
This person is the leader of the Secret Intelligence Department in this operation, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the third level. Generally speaking, if an ordinary monk does not encounter a great opportunity, he will be at the peak of the fourth level in this life.
Any cultivator who can reach the third level is a martial arts genius who is one in a million. As long as he has the support of resources or meets a great opportunity, there is a chance to break through to the second level.
