At the same time, in a private villa in the western suburbs of Beijing. There's also a conversation going on around Downing.

A thin old man with gray hair and a gray tunic suit. A bald monk with a fleshy face and a khaki robe. A fat man in his forties, dressed in a dark gray suit and wearing three gold rings on his hands, looked like a coal boss nouveau riche, and another was very intellectual, with a white shirt and black-rimmed glasses, and was about 50 years old. The last two twins in their sixties, with sharp-beaked monkey gills and obscene images, dressed as old countrymen.

In the large, lavishly decorated living room, the six people each sit on a corner sofa and sit on four sides. Everyone has a cup of tea at hand.

"It seems that we underestimated that Downing?" The old man in the tunic sighed. His hands caressed the teacup, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he pondered there.

"Hmm." The middle-aged man in the shirt pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said approvingly: "I settled Xianzhou and a few of them at once, and I think the rumors about this child are true." ”

"Hmph." The bald monk snorted coldly and said, "This doesn't mean anything, it's Liu Xianzhou and the others who are too careless and underestimate the enemy." That's why I suffered such a dark loss. According to the monk, it is not a way to delay it like this, it is better to do it directly. ”

"Monk Shitong, do you build yì everyone to do it directly? It's a joke! The fat man who burst into the shape of a household, rubbing the three gold rings on his right finger back and forth with his left hand. Glancing coldly at the head monk. mocked: "The capital of the city is the capital of the country, and it is the center of Gyeonggi, and I don't know how many powerful people are sitting here. If you want to make trouble here, unless you are impatient with your life, monk, or you have a great business in the Jiaye Temple, and you don't take the secret service and the white fat man in your eyes. Hum. ”

The bald monk is a monk, but he has a short temper and a fierce appearance, except for his appearance, he does not have the sense of dust that a monk should have, and his body is full of the smell of a philistine, but more like a street gangster with a fierce face, rampant and domineering, bullying and blackmailing neighboring traders. He rolled his eyes, smiled evilly, looked at the fat man on the opposite side with a coppery smell, pretending to be broad, grinned, and said, "The surname is Hu, you also don't have to talk to the monk." I Jiaye Temple dwells in a corner of Wutai, the temple is small, and there are few Bodhisattvas. Of course, it is not as powerful as you, known as the eight hundred disciples, and the Tianyi Gate is the only one in Jindi. The monk is not so stupid, of course he will not do it in the capital. Anyway, Qimen Yin had already been given to that kid, and he was directly asked out of the city, as long as he was out of the capital circle, he was afraid that he would not obediently hand over his things? Isn't this a direct action for a monk? Hehe, but your surname Hu is bent on threatening that Tang Xiao benefactor with hostages and forcing him to hand over his things. But after monitoring for several days, there are so many opportunities, not only did I not do it, but several disciples under your sect were planted today. Ha, monk, I just don't know, what are you sending someone to play like this, working hard for so many days, is it boring, or is it really stupid? The surname Hu, can you solve the Buddha's doubts? ”

"You?" The fat man surnamed Hu glared at the monk with an ugly face, and sneered: "Shanren's clever plan, you stupid monk knows a fart." Hum. ”

"Ha, the disciples have made the family clean up without any temper, and it is a clever plan? Hey. The monk's eyes were full of disgust and disdain when he looked at the fat man surnamed Hu. Turning his gaze to the old man in the tunic and the middle-aged man in the shirt, he made a joke, pronounced the Buddha's name, and said: "Mr. Zhong, Mr. Zhou, the monk means that it has been delayed for many days, and it is really not appropriate to continue to delay." The matter is resolved as soon as possible, and it is better to return to their respective sects as soon as possible to resume their lives, I don't know what good the two donors can do? ”

The old man surnamed Zhou picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. Putting down the cup, he looked preoccupied, got up and walked around the center of the living room with his back hand, sighed again, stopped, looked around at everyone, and his face was filled with a compassionate expression, he said: "Since the time when my predecessors in the Chinese Qimen world signed the five/non-violation clause with the powerful people of overseas countries, the Qimen world has been calm for decades, and all sects and factions are seizing the time, recuperating, and developing independently. Righteousness, evil, Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, witchcraft, and demons are also safe and sound, but in recent years, there have been constant things about evil and demonic obstacles, not only local evil obstacles, but also some overseas demons and monsters have also continued to invade the territory. The old man once made a fortune divination a few days ago, and the hexagram showed that the rivers and lakes were about to be in turmoil, and at that time, everyone in my generation was likely to be involved, and no one was spared. ”

"Mr. Zhong, is this true?" Monk Shitong showed a murderous aura in his eyes, although he was not good in appearance, but in the end, he was a person in Buddhism, and it was his duty to eliminate demons and demons. Several others pricked up their ears to listen. Because this old Mr. Zhong from Jiangsu and Zhejiang adheres to the lineage of Xiaoyaotian, and Xiaoyaotian has always dominated the world with the technique of breaking the sky with five grains and turtle shells, and the method of divination is extremely accurate.

"Hmm." The old man surnamed Zhong nodded heavily, and then said: "All of you present are the elites of Qimen, the masters of each family, the foundation of the foundation, the method of calculation of the number of techniques, I think you are already familiar with it, you might as well push it yourself, and know whether what the old man said is true, alas." ”

"What Mr. Zhong said is good, I also used the method of six lines to calculate this matter a few days ago, and the result is the same as Mr. Zhong." A middle-aged man surnamed Zhou, who has black-framed glasses, a white shirt, looks like an intellectual, and dresses like an intellectual, also said at this time: "The rivers and lakes are about to be in turmoil, and my generation is not free from luck, and there is cause and effect in it." Instead of thinking about being alone and protecting your strength, it is better to resist it. ”

"Well, yes, there are no eggs under the nest, and when I return to the sect, I will definitely report this matter."

"What we all know, how can the elders in charge not know? Maybe you've been well prepared. We just don't know. ”

"The chaos is born, and it is time for my generation to come out."

"If you are calm for too long, there will inevitably be demons who will riot and cause chaos, this is the way of heaven and earth, and it cannot be avoided."

The living room was buzzing and discussing, the old man surnamed Zhong in a Zhongshan suit secretly glanced at the middle-aged man surnamed Zhou, and quickly exchanged a few glances, he coughed, raised his hand to stop the chaotic discussion, and then turned the topic to Tang Ning's body, and said: "Jiupin Pan Hualientai Ancient Lamp, the top magic weapon that has been in the folk for hundreds of years, and now I am fortunate to see the light of day again, this is the blessing of the rivers and lakes, and the blessing of the Qimen world." ”

"yes, yes." The middle-aged man surnamed Zhou echoed: "The chaos is about to start, coinciding with the birth of the treasure lamp, isn't this a great auspicious omen for our generation to eliminate demons and destroy demons?" ”

"What Mr. Zhou said is very true." Monk Shitong also said: "My generation of righteous people, with this treasure lamp in hand, why not be afraid of the demons of the heavens. ”

At this moment, a yin and yang strange voice interjected. "Hehe, say a thousand, say 10,000, the so-called chaos in the rivers and lakes, evil and evil, true or false, we don't care about these things, even if eight million people die, it won't be my business. I, Qian Laosan, want to know one thing, who will belong to that set of ancient lamps after I get it? ”

"That's it, Sensei fucking pulls the banner to make drum skin, shouting all over the world for the chaos of the rivers and lakes, thinking that he can get things away under the sign of justice. I'm smart, if I don't make the ownership of the treasure lantern clear today, don't blame us for quitting the big guy. Find a way to do it yourself, once the thing is in our hands, it is the thing of Qianjimen, if anyone dares to move his mind to the treasure lamp, it is the enemy of Qianjimen, and when the time comes, don't blame us for playing with him. ”

The old twins in their sixties, the Qian brothers dressed as old men, don't speak, and as soon as they speak, they break the originally harmonious atmosphere of discussion. Directly poked the problem to the point, everyone wants the treasure lamp. The question of ultimate ownership cannot be avoided. In the past few days, the reason why everyone has deliberately avoided this issue is that they are afraid that everyone will tear their faces at that time. However, today, perhaps I can't get used to seeing the hypocritical face of the old man surnamed Zhong. Maybe I didn't want to delay any longer and couldn't wait, so I simply put this issue on the table. Let everyone have to face it.

The living room suddenly fell into a calm, and compared with the previous lively discussion, there was a big turn.

I don't know which of the twin brothers it is, it's Qian Lao San or Qian Si Lao. I only heard him look at everyone coldly, sneered again and again, and said, "Why, when it comes to substantive issues, they all wilt?" Hanging eyebrows shrugged, triangular eyes burst into a ghostly light, staring at the old man surnamed Zhong in a tunic suit, and said, "Old man Zhong, you say, how to solve this problem?" ”

"If it can't be solved, I think it's better for everyone to break up and use their own tricks, and whoever gets it will come."

"Fourth, that's right, I think it's long time ago to break up. Why waste time here? Hum. ”

The brothers, you and I said a word, so that the eyes of the rest of the people also looked at the old man surnamed Zhong in a tunic suit.

"Brother Qian, I don't think this matter is as good as ......"

"Shut up." The fierce eyes of the brothers shot at the same time to the middle-aged man surnamed Zhou who interjected on the way. "The surname is Zhou, you are sloppy here, you hypocrite sneaked up on those dirty things, you can hide it from others, you can't hide it from our brother's eyes, if you are smart, just stay honest. Otherwise, our brother wouldn't mind getting you to the bottom of it. ”

The middle-aged man surnamed Zhou had a gloomy face, snorted coldly, and stopped speaking.

"Old man Zhong, what are you rubbing? Hurry? Or is there something nasty in your belly? ”

The old man surnamed Zhong walked back to his seat and sat down, slowly picked up the cup, and took a sip of tea. "What is there to say, hasn't it been discussed before, after the things are in hand, a treasure hunting conference will be held on a certain day, and who wins. Whoever the lamp belongs to. ”

"Before? Who will keep the lanterns before the Treasure Hunt begins? ”

"Of course it's me." The old man surnamed Zhong said lightly.