Chapter 191, Find the Goal [Third Update, Plus Update]

Chu Dao also said: "Qin Xiaoyou said it directly, don't be too angry." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Qin Kun nodded: "Actually, it may be a little difficult for you to ask for your help." I'm looking for a tattoo, someone with a tattoo to be exact. The tattoo is supposed to be similar to a columbarium, and I speculate that it should be on someone in the path of life and death. Well...... You can call him the Ten Death Seals. ”

After Qin Kun finished speaking, he found that Jing Sansheng and Chu Dao were stunned.

"How...... Could it be that I described it...... Isn't it a little clear? ”

Chu Dao shook his head, very suspicious.

Qin Kun was taken aback and found that Jing Sansheng was also looking at him with a squint.

"I ...... Flowers on the face? Qin Kun asked again.

Jing Sansheng laughed like a nervous disorder, without the slightest sadness: "Qin Kun! I know the man, give the money!! ”

This......

Jing Sansheng finished roaring, stretched out his big hand, as a disciple of the Daomen, Douzong Ghost Hunter, he didn't know how to write the word reserved.

Qin Kun took out 1,000 yuan, saw Jing Sansheng's eyes shining, smashed his hand, and took it back.

"Okay, you owe me 500 now."

"Qin Kun, believe it or not, I killed you!!" When the 1,000 yuan was in hand, it flew out again, Jing Sansheng broke off a bed board, and he was on the verge of running away.

Qin Kun was serious: "Calm down, if you break it again, your bed will collapse, and you will be exempted from 1,000 yuan, you know enough!" Tell quickly, who is that man? ”

"You want to know? There are no doors! Jing Sansheng was obviously angry.

"Then you still owe me 1500."

"You're ......!!"

Chu Dao saw the triumphant look in Qin Kun's eyes and knew that he was teasing Jing Sansheng.

Chu Dao took a sip of tea, and said with some melancholy: "That person Qin Xiaoyou should have heard of it, his name is Zuo Jinchen." ”

"Judging the head of the family - 'Xuanru' Zuo Jinchen."

……

It's been a month since the three-month mission.

The current Qin Kun is a little melancholy.

He didn't expect that the head of the Northern Judgment Family would also have ten death marks!! This feeling is extremely unreal. He even wondered if something was wrong with the system.

However, the most hateful thing is not knowing where he is.

Waiting without a clue is the most terrifying.

……

Qin Kun has been in a somewhat gloomy mood these days.

But Jing Sansheng is in a good mood these days, teaching his disciples Taoism during the day, and holding his own tape recorder at night, listening to songs intoxicated.

Although there are many courtyards here, there are also many disciples, Qin Kun and Jing Sansheng live in the same room, and every night, they hear Jing Sansheng singing 'sweet honey' bombarding their eardrums.

Teresa Teng's song has been born in 79 years and is popular on the streets, and Qin Kun also brought a few tapes of her when he returned to Linjiang.

"Sweet honey, the sweetness of your smile, like flowers blooming in the spring breeze ~ blooming in ~ blowing wind ~"

As soon as Jing Sansheng sang along, Qin Kun's voice came from the corner: "Old Jing, I think you are at the age of finding a partner." ”

Jing Sansheng pouted: "Hey, you know a fart!" The Douzong method was originally to suppress yin from the yang, our yang energy is too heavy, find an ordinary girl, sleep together for a long time, the other party will grow a beard, the voice will become thicker, and the throat will be knotted, wouldn't it hurt her? In ancient times, when we were polygamous, our disciples of Douzong would find wives and concubines, but now because of the promotion of monogamy, we Douzong disciples will basically not get married. Do you understand? ”

"Hmm...... I see. But are you sure that the reason for not marrying is monogamy? Isn't it that you're too poor to marry a wife? ”

After Qin Kun finished asking, a teacup flew like a cannonball, Qin Kun's neck shrank, and the teacup smashed on the wall.

Qin Kun coughed dryly: "Okay, I won't ask." You continue. ”

Jing Sansheng didn't bother to pay attention to Qin Kun, in the past few days, he specially asked someone to walk the wires in his house, and now listening to Teresa Teng's singing, he has a feeling of first love.

……

As an advanced person who has been in contact with capitalism, Qin Kun uses a variety of sugar-coated shells, and after enlightenment, Jing Sansheng was inspired by Qin Kun and immediately applied this method to training.

"Listen, we will start now, we will carry out the assessment every week, excellent disciples, you can come to my room to listen to the tapes and the radio! Bonus 1 hour! ”

Douzong disciples, now they all know that Uncle Jing Sansheng has a tape recorder, I heard that this kind of thing is very magical and expensive, it costs 1,000 yuan! At this time, the momentum of capitalism had invaded China, and everyone was accustomed to measuring the value of something with money.

1000 yuan of tape, 8 yuan of tapes, no matter how you calculate, let these hairy boys work hard, the goal is nothing else, just to go to Uncle Shi's house to listen to tapes.

So every weekend, there is an old bachelor in the house with the little bachelor singing 'sweet honey', the little bachelors lie on the side of Jing Sansheng's bed, holding their cheeks, looking at Jing Sansheng and the tape recorder like a pilgrimage, shaking their heads, and being extremely intoxicated and immersed in the sea of music.

So, in a short period of time, Douzong from top to bottom, including Jing Sansheng's only disciple, Nie Xiaobin, who was only 4 years old, also began to sing this song.

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"Nie Xiaobin, if you can, please walk away from my bedside, thank you."

Qin Kun was a little puzzled, when all the disciples came to Jing Sansheng's side, why did this little hairy head love to come to himself.

"Qin Kun, Xiaobin fell in love with you, you are so rich now, why don't you raise him as a son?" Jing Sansheng thought of something and spoke.

Qin Kun was disdainful, why can't I have a son if I have money? If you can't afford it, you're embarrassed to accept it. Besides, I wasn't born this year, so raise a ***!!

"Come on, your founding disciple, I won't rob it."

Qin Kun's five fingers covered Nie Xiaobin's round head, and with a slow turn, Nie Xiaobin was turned around and pushed in the direction of Jing Sansheng.

Jing Sansheng sent him back to the house, and sighed when he came back: "Xiaobin's family is in a suburban village, his parents are doing masonry work, he fell to death, and he originally had an elder brother, who also died early, and his relatives at home said that he was unknown, and no one took him in." I saw that he was pitiful, so I had to take him as a disciple. Xiaobin's talent is okay, I am going to change his name and let him go to school, Kuishan will definitely disperse in the future, I can't let him be like me, he will have no ability at all in the future. ”

When Jing Sansheng said that he was incompetent, his rough big hands rubbed his eyes, Qin Kun had never seen Jing Sansheng like this, and his heart was slightly touched.

He looked at this stubborn fellow Dou Sect in silence, his age was 6 years younger than Chu Dao and 2 years younger than Wu Xiong, but he looked like he was the oldest of the three, and his hair was already a little gray.

Qin Kun didn't know how to answer the words, so he simply chose to be silent.

Jing Sansheng may feel that his topic is too depressing, so he simply checks it lightly.

"By the way, I asked Senior Brother Chu, he reads a lot, and gave Xiaobin a nice name, Nie Yuxuan, what do you think?"

"Good name, I hope he won't be an alcoholic in the future."

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Another month passed, and on this day, the people from the street office suddenly came to the old house in Kuishan and told them that they had a phone.

The call came from Ge Zhan.

"The scope of the left ministers has been determined."

Jing Sansheng, who got the news, hurriedly ran back and told Qin Kun the news.

"How did you find him?"

"My uncle sent someone to chase him for more than half a year, slaughtered the four Altar Protectors beside him, and completely surrounded him."

"Where?"

"Blind Tooth Mountain."

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