Chapter Ninety-Five: Farewell

"I'm looking for a stove and a Dan stove. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Ye Bufei said.

It's strange, don't you have this yet?

Could it be that this kid is also a miserable man in the monk world, so poor that he doesn't even have a Dan furnace?

Of course, no matter how much the Ninth Master thought about it, he didn't dare to put Ye Bufei on the liar.

"Alas...... Don't hide it from Mr. Song, my master is very weird. His cultivation is self-reliance. Disciples will only give you tens of thousands of yuan when they go out to travel, and then you have to rely on yourself. Ye Bufei was naturally talking nonsense.

"Normal, if you have to endure hardship, you will become a superior person. I often teach my disciples this way. The Ninth Master nodded in understanding. Shame on yourself for what you just thought.

"Well, the pursuit of the way of heaven is not only to be led by the master, but also to oneself. But what about the stove?" Ye Bufei said and glanced at the ninth master, and said, "When the time comes, the stove will arrive." Mr. Song is indispensable. ”

"Mr. Ye said this, and it was the greatest honor in my life to serve Mr. Song. Think about it. The ninth master hurriedly shook his head, and this little pony's fart was slapping around.

You must not be a goof, Ye Bufei knows that if you wear a goof, it may cause death, because of the guilt of the wall.

"The drum master dug one the year before last, and I heard that it was a tomb of a general of the Ming Dynasty.

That person's name is Chang Shundong, and it is said that he is still a little related to Chang Yuchun, the founding general of the Ming Dynasty, Kaiping Wang, called General Guangwei, and he is also a general of the fourth grade.

That person should be a martial arts master, at least at the human level realm and above.

It is said that this person beheaded 100 people with a sword on the battlefield that year.

It should be the legendary flying sword. Otherwise, how could it be possible to kill a hundred people with one sword.

A Tomahawk missile is not yet up to this level. And the drum masters, they also paid a heavy price for opening this tomb.

The two acquired six-rank martial artists died, all of whom were shot by the people in the tomb. The Ninth Master said with a little shock.

"Who is the drum master, what does the furnace look like?" Ye Bufei was interested, if it was dug up from the tomb of such a master, then the furnace might be a magic weapon level.

In the Ming Dynasty, it is estimated that there were still many monks in China.

"The drum master's real name is Lu Shangxi, and he is also on our road, but it is not our province.

He lived in the Jade Drum Mansion in Jiangchao City, the capital of Qianjiang Province. This guy is different from me, he likes to be trendy.

He is not used to living in an old house like my family, and it is quite famous in the Yangtze River Delta area.

Of course, this fame refers to our circle.

He has more disciples under him, ten disciples, all of whom are about the same level as my disciples.

However, this person is not very good-tempered. A feud is faster than turning a book.

I don't know what the hell is going on with that stove. You have to ask the drum master himself. The Ninth Master shook his head.

"Then call and ask about this stove?" Ye Bufei said.

"He won't talk on the phone, because he has two disciples killed for this stove.

Now it is estimated that my heart is still painful, you must know that cultivating a martial artist of the sixth or seventh grade of the day after tomorrow not only takes painstaking work, but also costs a lot of tickets.

Moreover, it is also necessary to consider the root bones of the body, which does not mean that you can cultivate them with money. The Ninth Master shook his head and said.

"You mean to fly over and ask in person?" Ye Bufei frowned.

"If Mr. Ye is not available, I can fly over first and ask and then report to you. The Ninth Master said.

"It's fine, but hold on. Ye Bufei nodded.

"Okay, I'll fly over in the evening, and I should still have a ticket. The ninth master acted resolutely, said goodbye and went straight to the airport.

"Have you negotiated?" asked Chen Taile anxiously as soon as he entered the room.

"It's not urgent, it's a powerful thing. If we go now, we will definitely die. Moreover, even with the skills of the Ninth Master, he may not be able to win. So, think long-term. Ye Bufei waved his hand.

"When will that wait?" Chen Taile anxious.

"Taile, Mr. Ye has already arranged this matter, you should be patient. I've been waiting for more than ten years, and I'm still afraid of a few months?" Brother Fat naturally saw the Ninth Master's attitude towards Ye Bufei, so he used to be called Brother Ye, but now he doesn't dare, and he follows the Ninth Master to call Mr. Ye.

Rushing back to the lion market at nine o'clock in the morning the next day, Ye Bufei first hid Xuantie in a haystack behind a rented house, and then drove straight to Lin's house.

"Are you back?" the security guard Yang Yi said hello, and then pouted to the back, "Miss Song, they are over there in your warehouse, be careful." ”

Be careful, what do you mean?

Ye Bufei was stunned for a moment, could it be that there was still a killer who came to the Lin family in broad daylight to 'do things'?

Approaching the warehouse, I found several people sitting in the hall.

Including Chairman Lin and his housekeeper Fang Qingzhong.

Song Qiaoyu was also there, as well as a few young people I didn't know and two middle-aged people with indifferent faces.

One of them is still a foreigner, and he looks like an Englishman in dress and appearance.

With so many people pouring in, and then contacting the security guard Yang Yi's words just now, Ye Bufei keenly felt a hint of potential crisis?

A few young people are nothing, but the two middle-aged people seem to have an unusual aura emitted from their bodies.

Even, Ye Bufei smelled the same kind of smell on the middle-aged man with a beard on his face.

Could it be that this person is a cultivator?

I'm afraid of an egg, will you dare to kill me in the blue sky and daylight?

"Ye Bufei, you have been fired, move out now. As soon as he saw Ye Bufei standing at the door, Song Qiaoyu immediately grabbed his mouth and said.

"Qiaoyu, you really defend him. "The tall guy among the young people who was in a full uniform, with a gentlemanly face and a somewhat grim face, seemed to be a little apprehensive.

"Fang Hates Shui, did I dismiss a bodyguard and maintain it?" Song Qiaoyu retorted.

"Don't you still take care of him? Land Rover let him drive, and he still crashed into a mess while driving, and now he is still lying in the four S shop.

Also, 700,000 Rolex and more than 10,000 yuan for a full set of clothes.

From clothes to shorts and shoes are armed to the teeth.

Song Qiaoyu, is it more convenient to give him pajamas? The big bed in the warehouse is enough. "The gentleman man is not a gentleman at all, and the sour smell of acetate can be heard by the patients of the insane asylum.

"I think you're crazy. Song Qiaoyu was angry.

"I'm a madman and your husband. The yin on Fang Hatshui's face became even stronger, and he stretched out his tongue and licked his teeth, which was a bit of a vampire.

Gentleman, once you peel off the coat that represents the halo, that dirty face is not as good as an ordinary person.

"Uh, Fang Hates Shui, you have to figure it out, we're not married yet. Song Qiaoyu said.

"Are you engaged, and last year there were fifty tables. Hong Kong and Kowloon have half of the heads and faces. Fang Hatshui said this, looking at the expressionless old adult and young man next to him, with double eyelids, high nose bridge, and a somewhat similar appearance to Song Qiaoyu, he asked, "Brother Song Zhen, you were also present at the time." ”

"Qiaoyu, don't say anything. You said that you were so bored that you wanted to come out to relax, and your family agreed. It's been a long time since I've been out, and it's time to go back. Song Zhen glanced at Ye Bufei as he spoke, and said, "As for this bodyguard of yours, it's just a temporary security guard recruited by the Lin family." Just leave it to Uncle Lin and Brother Fang to solve it. ”

"Let him go, and don't hurt him. He's just a bodyguard. Song Qiaoyu said.

"Hehe, bodyguard, Smith, you come and tell him about his duties as a beautiful bodyguard. Fang Hatshui sneered twice and said to the Englishman.

"Boy, I'll tell you. First, do your duty to protect your master. Second, to prevent her from having an accident. Thirdly, and most importantly, if your employer is a woman, you must not have a bad heart. You can't think anything wrong about her. Fourth, we must not manage what should not be managed, and we must do things quickly, and we must see more and talk less. Fifth, you must not deceive your employer. Sixth...... "The British spoke Mandarin with a changed tone and still spoke eloquently, innuendoly refuting Ye Bufei.