After checking for a while, there are different opinions on the Internet, there are clear rules and unspoken rules, and I can't figure it out for a while. Zhang Peng had no choice but to call Zhou Fuyuan and ask him to find time to come over and talk. At this time, Zhou Fuyuan was in the Lotus Temple, helping Tie Xin Cicada and others to send the killed warrior monks back, and said that he would come over tomorrow afternoon to talk.

In the evening, Zhang Peng finished dinner and went for a walk with the two sisters to Xinghuo Lake.

"Brother Xiaopeng, when are we going back to Tashan to play?" As he walked, Xiao Tianqing suddenly hugged his arm and asked. In those rippling eyes, there was a moving light.

Tashan is the place name of Zhang Peng's hometown, located on the edge of the small city of "Liangshan City", more than 500 kilometers away from the metropolis of Nanzhou City. Clear water and blue sky, the sound of bamboo waves, in the south is famous for the abundance of bamboo.

When Zhang Peng was on the second floor just now, as soon as the two sisters woke up, they discussed getting him away, so as not to cause trouble here. It was okay before, I went to work honestly, although I was poor, but I also had peace of mind. Now I have an office, and I get together with some random people every day, making noise everywhere, and encountering dangers several times, which gives them headaches. As Ma Jinglei said, Zhang Peng is the lifeblood of the old Zhang family. In case there are three long and two short, there must be no trouble.

Over the years, their old Zhang family has been up and down, treating the old Xiao family as their own, and letting them grow up in an environment full of family affection. Ma Jinglei's hometown is in the prairie, far away from the mountains and rivers of Nanzhou City, and Ma Jinglei insisted on giving birth to the child, which also made the family very unhappy, scolding her for being a "money-loser", coupled with the difficult living conditions, there is almost no contact.

On the other hand, the old Zhang family is very caring for the three mothers and daughters. In the winter, when you make quilts, you must have one of their beds, and when you make new clothes for the New Year, you must have three of them. Uncle Zhang Peng came to visit relatives, salted fish and bacon must have their share, Uncle Zhang Peng came to visit, and imported snacks must have their family. Not to mention, Zhang Peng's parents even gave away the ancestral jade pendant.

So, hurry up and get him back to his hometown, away from those pig friends and dog friends, so that he can live in peace.

Regarding Xiao Tianqing's request, Zhang Peng could only nod and say yes, and he would go in a few days. Who wanted him to say yes beforehand?

"Let's leave tomorrow, I already told my mother when I washed the dishes just now." Seeing that he agreed, Xiao Tianqing immediately added, his eyes full of cunning.

"It takes at least two days to book a ticket." Zhang Peng intended to delay.

"Give me my ID card, I'll order it, and it'll be fine in one day." Xiao Yunuo stretched out his hand and said expressionlessly.

Zhao Yun and Zhang Fei surrounded the front and back, and Liu Bei had to obediently hand over the handsome seal.

"Book it for the afternoon the day after tomorrow." Zhang Peng also wanted to buy half a day.

"Book it at noon, otherwise you won't be able to make it back in time for dinner." Xiao Yunuo said, it is reasonable and evidence-based, and there is no doubt about it. They took the bullet train and went back for three hours, just in time to eat the dinner prepared by Grandma Zhang Peng.

"Okay." Zhang Peng said helplessly.

"Yay~" The conspiracy succeeded, and Xiao Tianqing shouted happily.

The next day, Zhang Peng got up early in the morning and kept calling to urge Zhou Fuyuan to come over. Pity the latter, who had only slept for a few hours, hurried over.

"Brother, as for you, we just kept an all-night spirit yesterday." "Big brother, give me a way to live." Zhou Fuyuan and Huang Mao said with big dark circles under their eyes.

"I'm in a hurry, I'll leave tomorrow, you can sell this knife for me." Zhang Peng paused, and said in an accentuated tone, "Remember, don't reveal our identity, the owner of this knife may still be in the world." After speaking, he pushed the half-red pill to Zhou Fuyuan.

"Wow, good fellow." Seeing this exquisitely crafted Dongying knife, Huang Mao's eyes lit up, and he took it from Zhou Fuyuan's hand, and was about to pull it out, but was stopped by Zhang Peng.

"This is a demon knife, and it is very angry, don't say I didn't remind you!" Zhang Peng said in a deep voice.

Huang Mao was so frightened that he was clever, and hurriedly put the knife back in Zhou Fuyuan's hand.

"This ......" Zhou Fuyuan looked at the half-red pill with a frown, frowned for a moment, and said, "I'm afraid it will be auctioned, and ......" His expression became more and more solemn, "I also have to put the news in Dongying, because only Dongying people are willing to pay a lot of money to buy it." ”

"As the saying goes, starve the faint-hearted, support the courageous, do it!" Zhang Peng said with a ruthless face.

"Okay,!" Zhou Fuyuan paused proudly, patted his thigh and agreed, and then analyzed, "I think, the reserve price can be at least five million, I will find a large company, give them half of the benefits, and sign a confidentiality treaty, what do you think?" ”

"Okay, you look at it, you can earn money together, and make money together." Zhang Peng said generously. In fact, it's not that he doesn't love money, it's that he doesn't have a choice. Everything must be done by others, and it is not allowed to make huge profits, but I am afraid that I will not even be able to drink the soup.

"Toot toot toot...... Doodoo ...... Toot Toot ......"

The three of them were discussing the follow-up arrangements, when Zhang Peng's mobile phone suddenly rang. When I picked it up, it was Director Dai's phone.

"Xiaopeng, where are you?" After connecting, a gentle voice came from there.

"In the office." Zhang Peng replied.

"Oh......" After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Xue Bai and I, I want to go over and visit, do you see it?" ”

"No problem, Director Dai is here, it's too late for me to be happy." Zhang Peng said with a smile. At the same time, Director Dai had nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace. At this time, when you come to him, there must be something. However, everyone is a comrade who fights together, and naturally there is something to blame.

"I guess it's a matter of sesame oil money." Zhou Fuyuan guessed. He still heard a little about the open and secret battles in the Huaguo cultivation world. Knowing that the Lotus Temple and the Heavenly Palace do not deal with each other, it is not difficult to guess the problem.

As expected, after Director Dai and Xue Bai came, they politely said a few words, "This place is bright, ventilated, and has good feng shui." "Outstanding people, thriving business." "Assistant Zhang's young and beautiful ......"

Then he immediately cut to the point, let out a long sigh, and changed to a sad face.

"The masters have done their best, but I, a little sesame official, can't even do the most basic things, I'm ashamed......" Director Dai's eyes seemed to have tears.

"Director Dai, you are the pillar of Nancheng Heavenly Palace, you must not be arrogant, if you have any difficulties, say it, and everyone will discuss it." Zhang Peng glanced at Zhou Fuyuan. The latter immediately followed Director Dai's words and said in a deep tone. That's like an old friend who has known each other for many years, sincere and sincere.

"Alas......" Director Dai is a middle and high master, so he can naturally seize the opportunity and tell his heart.

After a while, he clearly explained the contradictions between the Heavenly Palace and the Lotus Temple, as well as the twists and turns and the stakes, in a simple and understandable way.

After listening to Director Dai's words, Zhang Peng and Zhou Fuyuan did not speak, and the atmosphere became a little depressing.

A million, a shortfall!

First of all, Zhang Peng definitely didn't have it, and secondly, even if Zhou Fuyuan had it, if he took it out for nothing, it would be a neck of blood.

"I'm thinking, if I sell the newly bought Hongqi car, I can make up more than 200,000 yuan." Director Dai said helplessly. It's a pity that the new car has not been on the market for a few days and is about to be sold.

After being silent for a long time, Zhou Fuyuan sighed and said, "Yesterday, at the most dangerous time, several masters sacrificed their lives to buy time for us. With this alone, I can't afford to lose them. He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "I'll pay a million to fill this hole." ”

"Thank you...... Thank you......" Director Dai was excited, pulled Xue Bai to stand up, and bowed to Zhou Fuyuan.

"If that thing is sold, I will pay 500,000 yuan." Zhang Peng said.

"Thank you." Seeing this, Director Dai also saluted Zhang Peng.

"Give me an account number, and I'll go to the bank to transfer money later. This sesame oil money carries blood, and it can't make people wait for a long time. Zhou Fuyuan said.

"That's that, that's." Director Dai nodded repeatedly, overjoyed. If he can't fill in this money, I'm afraid he will feel guilty and uncomfortable for the rest of his life. In officialdom, sometimes you can't help yourself.

To say that the Heavenly Palace is not kind, it is true, but to say that the Lotus Temple is no problem, it is unreasonable. On behalf of Huaguo, Tiangong registers cultivators, also to facilitate personnel management. Not to mention anything else, the effect of reducing the crime rate in the cultivation realm alone is very significant. You must know that cultivators are different from ordinary people, when they commit crimes, they come and go without a trace, and the criminal police even break their legs and are so busy that they have a myocardial infarction, and they may not be able to find out.

Therefore, since ancient times, most of the cases involving evil cultivators have been headless public cases. Unless that evil cultivator is really full of evil, the great sect will send people to hunt down, otherwise killing one hundred and eighty people may not be taken seriously. The reason for this, in the final analysis, is that the cultivation circles generally believe that cultivators are superior to others. The life of the ant is taken in a flash, as long as it does not harm one party, it is not a big deal.

In ancient times, cultivators slaughtered a village, such as a leisurely stroll. There are a lot of people who are at large. But in modern society, human life is at stake, and all mortals who care about your cultivators are equal. The Son of Heaven broke the law and was guilty of the same crime as the common people, let alone cultivators. Of course, there are special situations, after all, cultivators from all over the world cherish resources. There are still some privileges in the dark and under the table, but on the surface, laws and regulations must be respected.

It's a pity that Master Tianhai, the abbot of the Lotus Temple, is an old antique who is close to three hundred years old. If you say something nice, it is called respecting tradition, and if you say something unpleasant, it is called eating the ancient. Master Tianhai believes that the cultivation realm should follow the rules of thousands of years, but he does not know that human science and technology are changing with each passing day, and the times are changing, and the two worlds of cultivation must re-find their own positioning.

On the way here, Dai Le also asked a few old colleagues for advice, but heard a joke.

said that the second-in-command of the Heavenly Palace made a special trip to the Lotus Temple to persuade the old abbot in person. During the discussion, he and the old abbot talked about the news that mankind had landed on the moon.

But he didn't know that the old abbot never watched TV, and after a moment of silence, he said, "It must be that powerful cultivator, with the help of the magic weapon of heaven, to crush the void and land on the moon to become an immortal." That senior is a monk or a Taoist, and does he leave a legacy? If so, can you let the old man observe a thing or two? ”

When the deputy minister heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were wide, and he was speechless for a long time.