After the short-haired young man handed over all the matters to the third senior brother, he left, because he also needed to prepare, and he came to take over the villa in the next two days. This is Shen Wanzhou's proposal.

For the first time in thirty years, the sect summoned like this, whether it was really for preaching or punishing crimes, it was best for him Shen Wanzhou to respond as soon as possible, the sooner the better. Even for the two apprentices who were in prison, he had no choice but to call the uncle who came to see the door and ordered him to preside over the aftermath.

He explained things to his apprentice in front of the short-haired young man, the intention was self-evident, this kind of triviality that could not be put on the table, he did not dare to trouble the junior disciple who was the envoy of the sect, but if you really couldn't see it, you might as well take a hand.

Unexpectedly, the fifth junior brother was very happy, and took the initiative to take the matter in person, and then told the janitor uncle that if he was not enough, he would naturally call him for help. Helping is just a polite way of saying that the new official of the hall master has taken office, in another tone, can the janitor uncle as a subordinate still be able to disobey the order?

After the short-haired young man left, the janitor uncle silently helped the master clean up, and his face, which was already covered with vicissitudes, looked a little older again. In fact, there is nothing to clean up, just those six paintings and calligraphy, and three bamboo chairs.

Uncle held the bamboo chair in one hand, and stroked the bamboo frame with the other hand a few times, but he didn't see him exert force, and the whole bamboo chair was scattered into bamboo sticks and bamboo chips. And in the palm of Uncle who was stroking the bamboo chair just now, there were a few more bamboo nails. He wrapped the bamboo nails in thick paper and tied them into a bundle with the bamboo poles and slices. The three bamboo chairs are three bundles, which are convenient for Master to transport and take away.

The janitor took care of the bamboo chair, and went to find a large piece of thick paper, ready to bundle those calligraphy and paintings, but was stopped by the master. Shen Wanzhou said: "Wen Cheng, you should have been the sect leader of a traditional martial arts sect, but you have stooped down to be a teacher for more than 20 years, have you ever thought about going back to your own sect to see?" I've heard that the Fa sect, although it is still inherited, is declining. You have a nephew who is also in Dongguan, and he also found me and asked about your whereabouts. Of course, I didn't tell him. ”

This janitor uncle is Fan Wencheng, the head of the Famen Boxing faction who retired in his prime and disappeared. Later, he secretly paid attention to the various situations of the sect's inheritance. It's just that since he has left home and married a Taoist relationship, he doesn't want to interfere anymore. Besides, any sect, after the disciples are able to support the portal, they should let it go. If you always rely on the merits and prestige of the older generation, once the old man gives up, how should this sect be passed on?

It was precisely because Fan Wencheng was too prestigious and famous that he looked at the disciples of his sons and nephews, although they were already full of strong hands, they still thought with great peace of mind that the Fa sect had a master, and it should have been like this. In this state, Fan Wencheng is worried, instead of still doing it himself, carefully coaxing and protecting the juniors to make a smooth transition, it is better to directly take a dose of fierce medicine to let them wake up by themselves.

Because to be honest, he didn't know how to make a smooth transition, he just felt that the deeper he sank, the harder it would be to make the transition.

Now that the master asked, Fan Wencheng looked indifferent, and replied with his head down: "The affairs of the sect, from the day I left, I will

I won't ask again. Besides, I also believe that Fan Nanjiang will one day be able to do better than me. This kid has been living more and more decently in the past 20 years, but his heart has never been lower than half a bit. And I was fortunate enough to be taken in by Master and became enlightened and embarked on this path of cultivation. Whether you can finally open the door to immortality or not, you have no regrets in this life. It's just that Wen Cheng is incompetent and can't help Master more. ”

Speaking of his nephew, Fan Wencheng's old face unconsciously had a look of pride.

Shen Wanzhou waved his hand and motioned for him to sit down on the sofa on the side, and then carefully took out the "meritorious" book from the stack of painting scrolls and handed it to Fan Wencheng.

"Don't say more about those kind words. In the future, when you practice on your own, you must be cautious everywhere, and don't be confined to the Fa, everything will go naturally. As long as you can break through the barrier and enter the refining realm, and I can still say a word in front of the master, I will definitely recommend it to you and earn you a chance to cast a spell by the master of the door and open the seal to attract spirits. This calligraphy and painting, hanging in the place of cultivation, is of great help to you to gather spiritual energy, sacrifice alchemy pills, and even condense the primordial spirit in the future; its effect is better than the so-called Guishan Kunyi Divine Pill that the Northern Black Mountain Hall diligently pursues. It can be regarded as a little memorial left for you by the teacher. ”

Fan Wencheng stood up respectfully, holding the scroll in both hands, bowing his head, but he didn't know what to say.

Shen Wanzhou sighed, this disciple with an art investment teacher is originally an upright character, Liang Wenhui and their set, Fan Wencheng can't learn it, but his vision is majestic and his mind is patterned, but he doesn't know how much higher he is than those younger senior brothers. Originally, it was planned that after the smooth transformation of Donghaitang's industrial business here, and if Fan Wencheng could break through the realm and enter the Dao, he would be trained to gradually take over the affairs of this hall.

It's just that people are not as good as heaven now, and when they return to the sect this time, I really don't know if there is still a chance for the master and apprentice to reunite.

The corners of Fan Wencheng's mouth twitched a few times, as if he had made a big decision, and finally asked: "For more than ten years, the disciple has been unclear about something, but he doesn't dare to ask. Now that we are separated, I still want to ask the master for an answer, otherwise, I am afraid that it will become a knot in the disciple's life for decades, or on the road of thousands of years. I hope Master can forgive the disciple for being rude!"

Shen Wanzhou saw that although his tone was hesitant, his expression was respectful and firm, and he never straightened up. Then he just said slowly: "You want to ask, what is the attitude of the teacher towards what your three senior brothers have done for more than ten years?"

Fan Wencheng's face was sweaty, and he was even more nervous, but he still nodded firmly.

Shen Wanzhou ordered him to sit down, took out two more scrolls from the coffee table, put them in front of the apprentice, and then said: "Wen Cheng, you and the Yang brothers and sisters actually have this question in their hearts for a long time, but you don't say it; Otherwise, people who are all working for the sect, but who come from different backgrounds and have different knowledge, can only take different paths and use different ways. I can't favor one over the other. These two calligraphy and paintings, you wait for me to hand them over to Yang Jijun's brother and sister. You and the brothers and sisters of the Yang family originally had the relationship of master and apprentice, but now although they are under my disciple, they are equals

Treat. But you are from a wealthy merchant family, even if you don't have to come forward, let the Yang family brothers and sisters play freely, and all kinds of industrial operations are handy, and you can handle all kinds of things explained by the sect with ease. In fact, your three senior brothers also have their own difficulties. They don't want to give up this opportunity to practice, but they don't have the insight and ability of yours. Since ancient times, cultivation has been a money-burning thing, and with the operation of the sect, the burden is even heavier. Therefore, for them, I can only gradually restrict, not one size fits all. This time, the sect specially sent an envoy over, probably because the notoriety they have accumulated over the years is a bit excessive. Of course, it is difficult to escape the blame for being a teacher. ”

Fan Wencheng's originally old face suddenly had a relaxed look, and the vicissitudes of wrinkles seemed to be lighter. He suddenly remembered something and asked, "This new Fifth Senior Uncle, judging by his realm cultivation, seems to be still below our senior brothers. And the little-known Taijimen Mo Yu actually broke up the forces of the three senior brothers who had been operating in Dongguan for more than 20 years in one fell swoop. There are also the two old men who came in the morning, and their cultivation is unfathomable. In this place, all of a sudden, there are so many high-ranking people. What instructions does Master have for our senior brothers, or for the future operation of Donghai Hall?"

Shen Wanzhou smiled and said, "If the teacher returns to the sect this time, it should be regarded as a lazy escape." It's just that it's a bit difficult for you to face this situation. Regarding the affairs of Donghai Hall, you also explained to your junior brothers and sisters, since the sect sent a capable person to take over, you are ordered to act. Always remember that a real tiger will never waste half of its strength to show off its might when there is no prey. The Song poet Yue Ke once wrote a poem "The Sick Tiger Travels", and Tang Yin, a genius of the Later Ming Dynasty, wrote a "Picture of the Sick Tiger", both of which have deep meanings. Therefore, this poem and painting are all popular works for hundreds of years. In your spare time, you can savor the profound meaning. ”

Fan Wencheng was like an initiation, and suddenly realized.

In the past few days, the pursuit of Uncle Qin's gang on all roads has gradually closed the net. Most of the scattered gangs of human traffickers have been caught one by one. Lin Li's life was a little easier. The rest of the various interrogations and evidence collection are all slow and meticulous work, and they cannot be rushed.

Early that morning, he did not go directly to work in the bureau, but came to the gorgeous photography company in civilian clothes.

In the studio, I saw Lin Chuyi busy pointing out a handsome young photographer with a very student temperament. They were taking a set of clothing photos with overseas models. This is a shoot of Hanna Clothing is creating a new brand of autumn clothing styles. Both sides are their own businesses, and Lin Chuyi is of course extra attentive, but he also missed training his apprentices.

Lin Li didn't disturb them, just watched quietly from the side. Lin Chuyi was finally able to use a few very easy-to-understand words to explain the most charming characteristics of the model after dressing. He said that the broken things are not the most beautiful side that you see at a glance, and you can savor it, but it is always more beautiful than the beauty at first sight.

If he doesn't break it, no one will see it.

It was by no means purely aesthetic, but something else.

Although Lin Li knows that he doesn't have many artistic cells, he can see this and is very sure of it. He sat aside, looked closely, and from time to time tried to see the charm of the model's shape before Lin Chu broke it, and gradually immersed himself in it, in a trance.

When Lin Li suddenly came back to his senses, it was already close to noon, and he had been sitting for more than three hours! Lin Chuyi had already finished his work, walked up to him and said, "Why don't you have a working meal first and come to my office?"

Lin Li hurriedly got up, calmed down, and then waved his hand to him and said, "No, I have to go back to the bureau to explain something, let them continue to work hard, and then ask for leave to go home for two days." ”

Lin Chuyi shook his head slightly, and said with a look like an ancient well: "Don't ask for leave, because you don't know how long it will take." You also try not to contact masters like Qin Shiqin and Luo Bin first, although they have all been cultivated, but their mental determination is very comparable. You can deal with everyone else, just keep this state of mind. Practice boxing every day, and the punch should not be too heavy, but not light. The fist is not a fist, it is all in your thoughts, a breath of action. ”

This reason is not deep, Lin Li thought about it for a while, nodded and said: "Listen to you, but I have to go, and if I look at it again, I am afraid that I will fall into my state of mind." ”

"Okay. Lin Chuyi smiled.

Lin Li hurriedly went out, but turned around and said: "Liang Wenhui found it, on the night of the incident, there was a flight from Hong Kong to Helsinki, I don't know if it was late or what the reason, it took off at 4 o'clock in the morning." A guest was added temporarily, named Ling Zhenhua. We checked for a few days, only to find out that Ling Zhenhua was Liang Wenhui. ”

Lin Chu was stunned, and said with a worried face: "Are you going to pull him back?"

Lin Li said: "Don't worry, the boss wants me to close the case as soon as possible, so naturally I can't make a mistake at this time." Let him stumble for a few days, sooner or later he will have to come back. Then I will call you. ”

Lin Chu shook his head, moved his neck that was a little stiff, and sighed: "I won't thank you for this." ”

Lin Li waved his hand: "My own brother, you're welcome." Then he turned around and left, very simply.

Lin Chu shook his head without love, and went back to the studio to find his lunch. I have a good appetite today and am very hungry.

If nothing else, when he says goodbye, he, the elder brother of the Xingyi gossip family, should break through the bottleneck of Peiyuan and enter the Qi level.

Of course, Lin Chuyi didn't want to go to the ocean to entangle with that immortal Hui at this time, there were still too many things to be busy with here in Dongguan. Especially the short-haired young man who killed Zhang Qiang, every time he thinks of it, he is like a fish in his throat. The feng shui situation of Hengna clothing is probably also his handiwork. Once this person meets an opponent, he disappears, which is really unpredictable.

If this person is an opponent, he must be a dangerous opponent.

(End of chapter)