PS: Chapter 4 is presented, everyone come on.

In the end, Zeng Gong still denied Mark's suggestion, no matter what purpose he was based on, first of all, he and he met for the first time, if there was really anything greasy in it, he couldn't cry, Zeng Gong once again built yì himself to buy this horse called Bai Xue.

"Mr. Zeng, do you think this is good, how about letting my Bai Xue stay with you for a few days first? I have some things to do in Beasley, and we will discuss it when I come back." Seeing that he and Zeng Gong were at loggerheads, Mark suddenly proposed a compromise plan.

"Well, I'm just going to write a contract. Zeng Gong felt that Mark's suggestion was very strange, but he couldn't see any traps in it, but he was still cautious and hoped to sign an agreement with Mark.

Mark nodded, and couldn't help but secretly scold Zeng Gong for being timid, so he had to instruct his bodyguards to call his personal lawyer over and draw up an agreement.

Leaving Bai Xue behind, Mark took his own people away, but he was a little unwilling, Zeng Gong could understand the insidiousness in Mark's cold gaze.

"Jack, what did you do just now?" Mark whispered to Jack, the driver and bodyguard next to him, in the car, who was not satisfied with his appearance.

"Young master, that person is very powerful, I'm not sure. Jack started the car and said in a muffled voice, with no expression on his playing card-like face, as if he was stating a fact at a glance.

"What? can't you join forces with Black?" Mark said with a frown, Jack and Black were his two bodyguards and had served in the Navy SEALs. Later, he participated in international mercenaries and fought in the north and south wherever there was a war in the world. If Mark hadn't saved the lives of the two, the two would not have given up their status as international mercenaries to become people's personal bodyguards.

"This guy is weird. Blake and I couldn't lock on to him at all, if we hadn't seen him with our own eyes, we would have thought he didn't exist anymore, and from the smell of blood that permeated his body, I could conclude that he had definitely killed people in a short period of time, and there were quite a few. Jack replied.

"Shhh Mark couldn't help but gasp, fortunately he didn't use violence just now, otherwise his gang would not know how to die.

"You mean he's killed someone?" Mark's eyes lit up. seems to think of an extremely tragic shootout on the state-level highway in recent days, but after being confirmed by special people, the fight scene is very small, it should be a small conflict, is it this person who killed people?

Those are well-trained drug dealers, who are not only good at it, but also supposedly possess heavy weapons, and they actually got here, and later because of the appearance of Morgan Sr., the matter was successfully resolved. And the drug dealers were wiped out, and the money spent was compensated back at once, and Mark knew about these things from some sources.

"I think he did it. Jack said sullenly.

"Then we" Mark hesitated a little, although Zeng Gong looked harmless to humans and animals. But it's completely a hungry wolf in human skin, and he can't compete with him, and he has the consciousness that a gentleman does not stand under the wall.

"Young master, I listen to you. Jack's expression was firm, and he wouldn't frown even if Mark called him up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire now.

"Are you sure you can kill him? by any means. Mark asked tentatively.

"No more than one percent. Jack replied without thinking. In the life of a mercenary, you have to face life and death every day. Everything has to be simple and effective.

"What is the Tao?"

"Lao Tzu" Zeng Yun: Tao can be Tao. Non-constant road also. The name can be named, and the name is not constant. Nameless, the beginning of all things, named, the mother of all things. Therefore, there is no desire, in order to observe its eyes, and there is always desire, in order to observe its position. The two come out of the same place, and the same name is the same thing. Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all eyes. ”

"Youyun: Dao Chong, and there is a blessing in it. Like the Sect of All Things. File it, solve its disputes, and its light, and its dust. Zhan Oh! ”

"The Tao is the beginning, the Tao is the end, the source of all things, the end of all things, the Tao is for me, the Tao is for you, yet I am for me, you are for you, not the Tao, but the Tao. I don't know what the old gentleman thinks. Wei Qing talked eloquently, looking at the old man with confidence on his face.

"What a 'the way is for me, the way is for you', young man, you stay. The old man was shocked when he heard this, and the light in his eyes flashed, and he looked at Qingyun emitting a strange light, as if he had found some peerless treasure.

"Thank you, thank you, old man. Qingyun spoke incoherently excitedly, and kept bowing to the old man.

Nowadays, it's hard to find a good job, a cleaner's job is likely to have a master's degree to compete with you, and the high-achieving students who graduated from Mizuki University have gone to slaughter pigs, not to mention that the job of a librarian is decent, although it is not quite right, but which college student can find the right one after graduation, a qiē are more monks and less meat.

"Hehe, you don't have to be so restrained, my surname is Zhang, you can call me Dean Zhang. Dean Zhang tried his best to put on a kind look, Qingyun in front of him was already the ninth administrator he had applied for, the first eight were all retreated because they had to memorize the vast number of classics, Taoism pays attention to nine as the extreme, if Qingyun is not satisfied with him, he can only return to the earth immortal world, and no longer involve in the secular world.

"Dean Zhang. Qingyun shouted stiffly, joking how the work with a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan makes people not nervous, and those senior white-collar workers may not have such a good treatment.

"Young man, you take a look at this agreement before you decide whether or not to work with me. Dean Zhang stroked the white beard on his chest, quite a bit like a fairy wind bone, and took out a few pieces of A4 paper and handed them to Qingyun

"No need. Qingyun was a little hesitant, afraid that there were any harsh requirements on it, and he would retreat after reading it.

"You'd better take a look. Dean Zhang was unmoved, and still handed over the contract of A4 paper to Qingyun.

"This, this" Qingyun looked at the contract in amazement, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"What's wrong. Is there anything wrong with my contract?" Dean Zhang looked at Qingyun with a smile, like a big bad wolf staring at Little Red Riding Hood.

"There is no library that requires you to memorize all the books in your collection. Qingyun pointed to the first clause on the contract and said.

"Oh. In this way, my library is more special. And I'm also old, I'm more reluctant to modern things, I don't have anything to the computer, and sometimes the readers who come to borrow just look up some small knowledge, and it takes time and effort to read the classics, so I need the administrator to give an answer. Dean Zhang explained.

"That's right. Qingyun was a little hesitant to take the contract, after all, the content of a library is simply an incompleteable task, although he has the ability to never forget. It's also a test of one's energy.

"Of course, do you think an ordinary administrator needs that much salary?" asked Dean Zhang with some teasingness.

"I did it. Qingyun gritted his back molars and said with a flushed face.

After Qingyun agreed, tears poured out all of a sudden, and he thought of his old father with pale temples, his mother whose face had already crawled with wrinkles, facing the loess with his back to the sky, and had been silently paying for his three sisters and brothers, sweating on the ground and breaking eight petals, never complaining about bitterness. From the loess little by little, he dug out the money for his sisters and brothers, from elementary school to university, for more than ten years, and now he is just endorsing it. And what is there to complain about.

"Hehe, congratulations, young man, this is the wisest choice of your life. Dean Zhang breathed a sigh of relief. The Dao system of the Qingtian lineage can finally be passed down.

"I hope so. Qingyun promised to have exhausted almost all of his experience, and now he was a little depressed.

"Huh. Lad. ”

"Dean Zhang, you can call me Qingyun. Qingyun interrupted Dean Zhang's words and said.

"Qingyun, good name. Dean Zhang suddenly stroked his palms and laughed. It seems that the Dao system of Qingtianmen can really be passed on.

"Now let me introduce you to how many books we have in this library, there are 3,000 collections, 48,000 side door techniques, 36,000 volumes of witchcraft, 129,600 volumes of witchcraft, 100,000 volumes of miscellaneous records of various gods and ghosts, 30,000 volumes of the Mixed Yuan Era, and 100,000 volumes of various supernatural secret arts. Dean Zhang said with some excitement.

"Dean Zhang, did you introduce it wrong, or did I hear it wrong, is there a book you said in this world?" Qingyun stared at Dean Zhang's old orange peel face with wide eyes, and had an urge to smoke it into a pig's head.

"How could I be mistaken, this is all the information that my Qingyun Sect has collected since the Chaos, it is extremely precious, even the Jade Emperor of the Upper Realm is salivating. Dean Zhang said proudly.

"This is not an ordinary book?" Qingyun asked cautiously.

"Nonsense, these are all precious texts handed down from Chaos, and they are all written in ancient scripts. Dean Zhang blew his beard and glared.

"Then I won't do it, I'm a mortal, not a god, how much can I remember in my life, you better find some reliable people, but I think you can't find a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan. Qingyun suddenly became anxious, this old man must be insane, otherwise I am insane.

"I can't help you, I will hand over the ancient witch script, demon script, and chaos text to you, you have to memorize these classics, and you have to memorize them if you don't memorize them. Dean Zhang smiled gloomily, as if the king on the mountain was robbing and suppressing Mrs. Zhai.

"Neuropathy. Qingyun scolded in a low voice, turned his head and left, thinking about leaving this old man with abnormal nerves.

"Fixed,"

With Dean Zhang's low shout, Qingyun felt his body stiffen involuntarily, and his body seemed to be gradually hardening like a plaster, and he was fixed there in a daze. Dean Zhang walked with a smile and looked at the green clouds like clay carvings and wood sculptures, and circled around him, like watching a monkey in a circus.

"Solution. ”

"You, what have you done to me?" Qingyun's heart was full of horror, and there was a faint hint of curiosity.

"Boy, how about cultivating immortals with me?" Dean Zhang looked like he was stunned.

"Why should I cultivate immortals with you, what kind of green onion are you, are you as powerful as the Monkey King?" Qingyun settled his mind and pretended to be disdainful and said.

"The monkey?" said Dean Zhang, with a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Uh, then are you as powerful as Tang Seng?" Qingyun looked at Dean Zhang's smile, and his heart churned.

"This" Dean Zhang thought of Tang Seng's verbosity, and couldn't help but shiver, and the quasi-saint cultivators couldn't stop the chill from their hearts.

"It seems that your sect is not very good, shop around, obviously your goods are not good. Qingyun saw that Dean Zhang didn't seem to be as terrible as he imagined, and had the courage to say disdainfully to him.

"Hmph, who said that, I'm Qingtianmen" Dean Zhang said halfway, and suddenly stopped, "You'll know when you worship the teacher." ”

"Who knows if it's Xibei goods. Qingyun muttered quietly.

"Boy, how can there be so much nonsense when you are called to apprentice?" Dean Zhang frowned, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

"You can't force others to apprentice. Qingyun is now like an angry daughter-in-law. (To be continued......)