After staying up until dawn, after a back-and-forth bargaining, the two finally reached an agreement on the charter.
On the third day of every month, Wang Fu took the initiative to come to Taoist Jingting to deliver the goods with one hand and get the money with the other.
Normally, we cannot meet in private. If Master Jingting is in an emergency, you can leave a mark somewhere on the outer wall and Wang Fu will come to him that night.
In other words, it is impossible for Jingting Taoist to inquire and know Wang Fu's true identity and appearance.
However……
"broken!"
Wang Fu slapped his forehead, forgetting that he lived in a dormitory and had no space to start a business.
Is it possible to bring Lu Hansheng, Tu Dayou and the three of them in? Definitely not.
Wang Fu is really worried. Starting from scratch is nonsense. He can't even build a business base.
Just when he was worrying about gains and losses, someone suddenly came to see him.
"Junior Brother Wang Fu."
A young man named Bai Jiu walked directly outside the dormitory and asked Wang Fu by name.
No way! Taoist Jingting fell so quickly, and why did he betray me?
Wang Fu is in an extremely bad mood. He has not done any divination recently. How can he be so unlucky? Moreover, the Life Fire Candle did not remind him!
"Ding Yuanwan, I have been asked by the commander of the palace to ask you to come over."
Head palace?
"Yes, it's Ding Zhang Palace."
Wang Fu breathed a sigh of relief. He was not a supervisor of Yunyang Temple. There was still room for change.
In Taoist temples, there is also a special law enforcement department responsible for monitoring the illegal activities of disciples, which are regarded as evil stars.
"please!"
Ding Yuan extended his hand to lead him politely.
Wang Fu told his roommates not to worry, he would clean up a few times before following Ding Yuan out.
On the way, he hid the turtle shell in his sleeve and made calculations secretly.
"Mali bang!"
The sound of the cracking of the turtle shell was so slight that it could be covered up by the sound of footsteps along the way.
Wang Fu walked behind and took a moment to glance at the hexagram.
Strange, it's actually a good thing.
It has been half a year since he came to Leihuo Palace, and Wang Fu no longer knows anything about this Ding Zhang Palace, and has heard many stories about him.
Ding Zhangdian, whose status is equivalent to that of the temple master's confidant, Yunyang Temple's double-flowered red stick, everyone knows that he can be loyal.
However, the combat talents who cross the line to engage in management cannot defeat the old fritters at Sanqingdian.
Even so, in the Thunder Fire Palace, this headmaster is in charge of the life and death of a group of disciples. With Wang Fu's current status, he is too far away from him.
Both teachers are under the control of others.
"arrive."
Wang Fu was still thinking about something, and Ding Yuan, who was walking in front, stopped and greeted him with a smile.
The residence in Dinna Hall is wider than the two teachers, but there is no luxurious decoration.
"Wang Fu, come in quickly."
Ding Zhangdian had been waiting for a long time and quickly called Wang Fu to come in.
Wang Fu looked at Ding Zhangdian, and a thought suddenly came into his mind: Could Ding Yuanwan be one of his?
"Greetings to the Master."
"Get up, you and I are not outsiders."
Ding Zhangdian kindly helped Wang Fu up and said, "I still remember that one evening in winter, I took you from the dining hall to the Thunder Fire Hall. A few months have passed in the blink of an eye, and you are no longer what you used to be."
This is playing the emotional card.
Wang Fu thought to himself that he was right. It would not be a bad thing to come here this time, and there might be some surprises.
"This disciple is extremely grateful to the Master for the promotion."
This is true, if it were not for Ding Zhangdian, Wang Fu would still be working in the dining hall!
"Teachers Lu and Qi Wu admired you very much and mentioned it in front of me."
Master Ding paused for a moment, then continued, "You usually help fellow disciples practice, and you often get credit for your achievements. As the Master, I must clearly distinguish rewards and punishments."
As he spoke, he nodded to Ding Yuanwang next to him, "Yuanwang, go and make arrangements to clear a yard nearby and let Wang Fu move here.
Ding Yuan was startled. A separate courtyard was a treatment that only formal disciples had. He immediately nodded in agreement.
"Wang Fu, if you live nearby in the future, if you have any questions about practice, you can come and ask for advice."
Ding Zhangdian emphasized, "I have a cultivation level of Eighth Song and Sixteenth Level, so I am more than capable of giving you guidance.
Pie in the sky.
Wang Fulu left happily. Ding Yuan saw him off on the way and specially told him to come and visit the yard in a few days.
"Senior Brother Ding, I dare to ask you and the Headmaster...
Ding Yuanwan seemed to have been asked many times, but he didn't mind and said, "I am a member of the Zhangdian clan, and I am uncle and nephew according to seniority."
"I still have to rely on Senior Brother Ding to take care of me."
Wang Fu immediately understood that the man opposite him was one of Ding Zhangdian's confidants.
Back in the dormitory, Wang Fu told several roommates that he would move out in a few days.
The three roommates were very reluctant to part with them, but Lu Hansheng said that this was the great love of the headmaster, and others could not get what they asked for.
"Wang Fu, can we go to you in the future?"
Tu Dayou looked at Wang Fu with eyes full of expectation.
They all know that the place where Wang moved is close to the residence of Ding Zhangdian and is the core area of Leihuo Palace. Ordinary disciples cannot go there without permission.
"Of course, you can mention it."
The roommates were a little sad. Although they knew that Wang Fu would become famous, but... it was too fast.
On the day of the move, many people knew about it and gathered around to watch.
Wang Fu felt that he had moved from a poor old to a high-end community, and he was surrounded by envious eyes.
Although there were handymen to help, the three roommates still took the initiative to help and sent them all the way to Wang Fu's new residence.
"Thank you brothers, please come back!"
Wang Fu's new residence has a front bedroom, a courtyard and miscellaneous rooms. It is a spacious and respectful place with complete functions. It can even raise a few maids, bah bah!
"Good guy."
Get a pillow if you feel sleepy. From now on, this courtyard will be Wang Fu's independent kingdom. As long as it doesn't cost too much, you can do whatever you want.
After he arranged everything, he couldn't wait to start his business.
Wang Fu didn't know that many people were still waiting to see him, but now they were greatly disappointed.
Ding Zhangdian personally informed that the other party was just a new disciple, or a special recruit who joined the class midway. No one would believe it if there was nothing in it?
Therefore, many nearby disciples are very curious about Wang Fu.
However, Wang Fu acted like an otaku as soon as he arrived. Even if he wanted to find out the information, he couldn't do it.
"Where to start?"
In front of Wang Fu, two thick books were spread out, one was Lao Gui's "Encyclopedia of Spells", and the other was Professor Qi Wu's painstaking gift.
There is a big difference between the two books. The old ghost's path is too wild. In addition to the direct descendants of the True Immortal Mansion, other crooked ways are also recorded, including the two spells for toothache and stomachache that Wang Fu had previously learned.
Teacher Qi Wu provided formal teaching materials that systematically sorted out and summarized the rune system within Yunyang Temple, so that students can learn and improve along the way.
Wang Fu wants to make money now, and has already decided on a plan to disguise himself as a disciple of Sanqing Palace, so he can only sell the unique runes of Sanqing Palace, and it is best not to touch the ones from Thunder Fire Palace.
If the matter is exposed in the future, even if Taoist Jingting wants to betray him, the most he can do is provide an unidentified Sanqing Temple disciple and he can escape perfectly.
"Okay, let's start with the Bright Light Spell."
Wang Fu spread out the talisman paper, ground the cinnabar, and started practicing, boom!
There was a burst of thunder in my ears, and the spring rain fell slantingly. The good rain season has finally arrived.
Wang Fu picked up his pen and looked outside the courtyard. The altar had been moved, and the thunder-killing talisman was enshrined on it, hoping for a thunderstorm.