Three days later, Kunlun Headquarters Building, Human Resources Department.
Suning, who was dressed in casual clothes, was sitting upright on the sofa. When asked by the personnel leader, he pretended to be worried and said: "I, my name is Yigou, I am twenty years old, and I live in Kongwan, Zhoujiang City, Huyun Province.
The town connects the village, No. 13, East Village.”
"My father was a blacksmith in the village, and my mother died of illness when I was ten years old."
"I also have two brothers and a sister."
"The eldest brother is twenty-eight years old this year, and the second brother..."
Before he finished speaking, the lean old man standing in front of the desk raised his hand and interrupted: "I'm not blind. I've seen what you said from your resume and ID card."
"Stop talking nonsense and talk about the important points."
"The man who asked you to report to Kunlun Headquarters, is he really called Su Xinglan?"
"Are you his disciple?"
Suning said seriously: "He told me that his name is Su Xinglan."
"I don't know if it's really Su Xinglan."
"He is not my master, let alone my disciple."
"To be exact, he taught me skills for two years, from observing the horoscope to feng shui and eliminating evil."
"What do you mean, I'm destined to be with him? He's going to reward me with food."
The old man said suspiciously: "You don't know his true identity?"
Suning pretended to be dumbfounded and said, "Does he have a special identity?"
"In my memory, he liked to practice swordsmanship and had a very explosive temper."
"Well, I also like to brag."
"It was said that fifteen years ago, one man and one sword entered Xuanmen, and blood flowed like a river, and no one dared to stop him."
"Oh, anyway, every time I listen to his nonsense, I get a headache and my head is buzzing."
The old man grinned and recalled, "If the person you are talking about is really him, he was not bragging about what happened fifteen years ago."
"only......"
His voice suddenly changed, and his sharp gaze glanced at Suning, asking back and forth: "It is easy to read the eight characters, and it is not difficult to practice Feng Shui."
"The difficulty lies in slaying evil spirits, which requires the support of force cultivation."
"I can't feel any fluctuations in spiritual power from you."
"How do you explain this?"
"Didn't that person teach you martial arts practice?"
"Or have you been deceiving me from beginning to end?"
Suning deliberately looked nervous and explained: "He said that I have very poor bones and am not suitable for martial arts training."
"In this life, the Earth Spirit Master has reached the end."
The old man squinted in thought and hesitated.
After thinking about it for more than a minute, he took out his mobile phone and said solemnly: "I can't make the decision about your origins and how to arrange you. I have to report it to the senior management."
After saying that, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and dialed the number, saying with a flattering smile: "Master Pei? I am Lao Zhou from the Human Resources Department."
"Yes, yes, Zhou Chengliang."
"A young man has come to the headquarters and is related to the third elder."
"My surname is Yimingou, I'm twenty years old, and I look elegant..."
"What he said is half-truth and half-false. It's hard for my subordinates to tell the difference."
"Elder Jingyue?"
"Okay, I'll let him wait."
When the call ended, the lean old man named Zhou Chengliang let out a long sigh.
He lit a cigarette and glanced at Suning with his peripheral vision: "Boy, Kunlun never treats capable disciples badly. Likewise, spies who fish in troubled waters cannot be spared."
"Whether it is gold or rubble, it depends on whether you can withstand the fire that is coming."
"If you can stand it, you will definitely have a place in the Feng Shui Hall."
"Don't tell me I'll reward you with food and drink. Your rise to success is just around the corner."
"I can't stand it. Hey, your little life will probably be decided here."
Suning said calmly: "Real gold is not afraid of fire, so why should the body be afraid of a skewed shadow?"
"I am who I am, and I am not a spy."
Zhou Chengliang said with interest: "Let's talk again?"
