"The use of the word 'dragon' is a gift from Yongzheng to the ancestors. As for the nature of the Double Dragon Club, hehe, you don't know Master Zu's hobbies. Do you think he really got into the sticky place with his assassination skills? Fang Debiao didn't have much respect for this ancestor between his words.

The DDA has lasted for more than 260 years, how many of them are still inherited? It's not just Fang Debiao, but also those bigwigs who say that they are orthodox, they don't have much respect for their ancestors, but they just borrow a plaque from him to gain an orthodox reputation.

"Then since it is an organization founded by Master Zu alone, how can it be called Shuanglong?"

"Double Dragon, that is, the meaning of real dragon and fake dragon. Back then, Master Zu handled the case in Jiangnan, didn't he make a story about Li Wei, which was true or false. Yongzheng gave this name to the grandfather, and it is also a reminder that the grandfather should always keep in mind: when the truth is false, it is also true, and when it is false, it is also false. This is a warning to the ancestor after Yongzheng succeeded to the throne and cleaned up the original sticky pole, leaving the grandfather behind. The emperor said that if you are a real dragon, you can soar in the sky, and the emperor said that you are a fake dragon, and you can't even drink saliva. ”

"Oh, that's what it means." Zhang Jiujiu looked at the handwriting on the plaque thoughtfully, and deeply admired the emperor's way of majesty.

"Let's go, if you don't give things to my master, I'm afraid I'll fake the real thing." Fang Debiao pushed the car and walked in. Zhang Jiujiu also followed. The door closed as soon as they entered, and then vanished. Even from the inside, you can't see the slightest trace on the wall.

Behind the entrance door was a hall, which was empty, and there was not a single door or window to be seen around the hall.

Zhang Jiujiu was thinking, how could such a building be built in such a lively hall without being discovered by outsiders? At least you'll see the difference in the space outside.

Before he could figure it out, Fang Debiao had already pushed the cart to the center of the hall, and he had no choice but to follow there. Fang Debiao stood still, motioned for Zhang Jiujiu to stand in the cage for a while, and then he waved twice in the air the small object that had revealed the password before.

A red beam of light shone down from the ceiling, enveloping the two of them in the middle, along with the cart. Soon the red pillar of light turned green, and the ground covered by the pillar of light began to sink.

Zhang Jiujiu had seen the ground before, and there were no cracks, why did he sink this piece alone? He tensed.

"Don't worry, it's a normal teleportation." Fang Debiao comforted him and stopped talking. The sunken ground also stopped moving.

The pillar of light disappeared, Zhang Jiujiu saw the space outside the pillar of light clearly, they were actually in a pavilion, the pavilion only has four columns, the column is painted red, the bottom is a water pattern stone carving, the top is auspicious clouds, the upper lid of the pavilion is a traditional wooden structure, but the shape is not common, like a palace thing, the beam is carved with dragons and phoenixes, clouds and mist rise, fresh and vivid.

The gazebo is connected to a cloister, and at the other end of the cloister is a palace. The palace is only half exposed, hanging in the air, and the other half is hidden in the mountains.

Zhang Jiujiu rubbed his eyes and looked around carefully, but found that the sky seemed to be fake. He rubbed his eyes again, you said it wasn't fake, why did the color of the sky seem to be darker, and the clouds were not very natural. You say that if this is fake, it is simply unimaginable to do such a big project.

"You saw it right, the space here is not as big as you see, it's just the work of some optical principles. I don't know how the designers did it. Fang Debiao had already walked out more than ten meters and shouted when he turned around.

"The skyscrapers I saw outside turned out to be scum, which is the crystallization of human wisdom. If this space were made public, would it be the ninth wonder in human history? Zhang Jiujiu thought nonsense, and ran two steps to catch up with Fang Debiao.

"Master, I've brought all the things." Fang Debiao came to an old man in his sixties, stood with his hands down, and said respectfully.

"Oh, let's go to the conference room and set it up. The participants are almost there, and I'll take them there in a moment. Wang Wenhai commanded. Who is this young man? Wang Wenhai realized that Zhang Jiujiu was a strange face when Fang Debiao turned around.

"Master, I forgot to introduce you. This is Mr. Dong Zhihua's beloved apprentice, Mr. Zhang Jiujiu. Zhang Jiujiu, this is my master. ”

"Hello, old man." Zhang Jiujiu still can't confirm what the relationship between these people in front of him and his master is, if what Fang Debiao said is true, it is not good to call it a seniority, so he called him "old man". Anyway, this title can't be wrong.

"Oh? Dong Zhihua's apprentice? You go get busy first. I came to receive him. Wang Wenhai sent Fang Debiao away, and began to interrogate: "Is it eating, touching, or Hu?" ”

Master Dong Zhihua told Zhang Jiujiu that they have a teacher, and Mr. Wang's question is the simplest set of words in the door. Zhang Jiujiu naturally knew.

"Neither eat nor touch, the pole blooms and grows higher." Zhang Jiujiu coped.

"There are three grasses of Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, I don't know which one can't be poured?" Wang Wenhai's first sentence was to ask whether Zhang Jiujiu was from the door, and this sentence was about the faction.

"Spring, summer, autumn and winter are flat, and there is no withering in one season." Zhang Jiujiu said that he had no faction, just a casual guest.

"Ren'er, southeast and northwest wind?" Wang Wenhai tentatively asked Zhang Jiujiu if he was willing to join his faction.

"The tabula rasa makes a fortune in the middle." Zhang Jiujiu insisted on his position and did not participate in factional fighting. His master had been alone for so many years, and he had never heard of being involved in any disputes, and he didn't want to waste his mind on such a thing.

"Young people are ambitious, Wang admires. But there's always a time when there's a few broken corners at the table, and you don't want to add a bastard? Wang Wenhai is making further efforts, and the implication is that he promised Zhang Jiujiu that he would definitely arrange a position for him.

"It's not a mix, it can go up a lot, and there are more people who have a lot to worry about, but it affects the way of thinking." Zhang Jiujiu is clear, he doesn't want to get involved in these messy things.

Today, Zhang Jiujiu walked into such a place by mistake, otherwise, he didn't even think about relying on the craftsmanship passed down by his master to eat. But when it comes to other people's territory, you still have to give some face.

"You don't have to rush to pick yourself out, your master's master used to be at the helm here." Wang Wenhai actually threw such a bombshell.