Outside the mountain gate, Zhao Jing and Chen Dingkun stood side by side, and Lou Tiancheng was discussing with Xiao Bailu: "Bailu Xiaozhenren, this time it's not our police special case department that asks to see Xu Zhenren, this is a big man in the military, General Changshan Zhao."

Bailu's head shook like a rattle: "No, no, no, the master said, the two Buddhist and Taoist families who came to see Xu Zhenren can enter the view, but our Qingfeng Temple is a place outside the square, and the military and police departments are not entertained, so please go back." ”

Lou Tiancheng touched a soft nail, looked back at the two big people, and saw that neither of them had the intention of stepping forward to speak, and it was obvious that he wanted to hand over the problem to himself, so he had to bite the bullet and say: "Bailu Xiaozhenren, then you tell me, where is the head of the Yizhen Dao now? Or find someone in charge of things, and I will talk to him." ”

"My master is also in retreat, I don't have time to meet guests, President Chen and Xuqing's predecessors were in charge before, and now they are also in retreat with Xu Zhenren, do you want to ask this person in charge seems to be me?"

Bailu looked at Lou Tiancheng with a smile and said: "I'll listen to my master, his old man said that he would not accept people from the military and police, that is, he would not accept them." ”

"Senior Brother Bailu, Brother Xu asked me to greet the guests."

Lou Tiancheng was helpless, the shadow flashed in front of him, and he walked out of the mountain gate with a smile, these days she was sought after by the monks and Taoists in the Qingfeng View, and she had faintly cultivated some momentum, and a pair of beautiful eyes swept over the faces of Zhao Jing and Chen Dingkun, and there was a bit of scrutiny.

After recognizing Chen Dingkun, Malatang smiled and said: "It turned out to be the uncle who sold bean curd in front of the mountain gate, and I had eaten the uncle's bean curd." But she didn't go to see Zhao Jing and me, it seemed that Uncle Chen, who sold bean curd in front of the mountain gate in her heart, was more kind.

Chen Dingkun laughed: "It's good that the little girl knows me, Malatang girl, it's a big matter, I want to meet Xu Zhenren immediately." ”

"Changshan Zhao Jing and I, I don't have any other intentions here, I just want to help Xu Zhenren, and I also ask the spicy hot girl to be accommodating. ”

The two masters are both characters who can bend and stretch, and they know that the girl in front of them is nothing great, but the characters behind her can never be offended, and they are extremely polite.

"Brother Xu told me, one of the three people outside the mountain gate is an old acquaintance of Suolongling, one is a big man in the military, and the other is a bean flower who has been selling in Qingfeng Mountain for 30 years, but he has become an extremely powerful figure, I don't know if this time it represents the police or the military?"

Chen Dingkun smiled embarrassedly: "Chen was already a free body thirty years ago, and he only represents himself. ”

"Well, Brother Xu said, if the uncle who sells bean curds says so, then he is a guest of our Qingfeng Temple, and I want to respectfully lead you to meet him. ”

"Haha, thank you little girl. Chen Dingkun laughed, and walked into the mountain gate without forgetting to look back at Zhao Jing, his face was full of color.

"Malatang girl, I am Zhao Zijie's father" Zhao Jing was a little breathless after all, and played the trump card of my son.

"Well, Brother Xu said, for the sake of Sister Yuanyuan, it's okay to meet you, but in the end, whether to lead you into the audience or not, let me decide for myself. ”

"What did this girl say?"

Zhao Jing couldn't help but shake his head and prick up his ears, he suspected that he didn't hear clearly. According to the intelligence, this girl called Malatang is extremely 'favored' by Xu Changsheng, and when I saw it today, she was really like a fairy dew pearl, and she had already penetrated the twelve canons at such a young age, and she was simply a martial arts genius!

But to say that whether he can see Xu Changsheng or not is up to this girl to decide, this is too ridiculous.

Don't look at his son Zhao Zijie's youth, that's because he was born as a child, and he only got married at the age of sixty before he became a master of the art of locking yang, even if he had children, he never broke Yuanyang, he seems to be middle-aged, but in fact, he is a founding hero, an old monster over eighty years old.

He is the same as Chen Dingkun, he seems to be young, but he has already become an old man, when his affairs need a girl to decide.

Zhao Jing's face turned red, and I was angry and ashamed in my heart, and the person surnamed Chen was happy on the side, how could it be unreasonable.

"Brother Xu said, Uncle Chen has been selling bean curds for 30 years, it is estimated that there is no oil and water, and he is an old neighbor of Qingfeng Guan, Malatang, you respectfully invite him to the old man's house, the occupation of General Zhao"

Chen Dingkun smiled when he heard this, his head was about to smile, and he nodded again and again: "Well said, well said, Malatang girl go on." ”

"Brother Xu said, that General Zhao is different, the family has a high level, good treatment, retirement is not delayed, full reimbursement for medical treatment, the whole family enjoys high benefits, and the education of children is not troubled by such a person to be a guest, it is definitely not possible to come empty-handed, Malatang, see what gifts he brought, if the gift is too light, we are not welcome. ”

Malatang spread his hands and said helplessly: "Uncle Zhao, I can't help it, you can't enter the mountain gate without a gift." ”

Xiao Bailu was stupid when he heard it, this was said by Xu Zhenren? Asking for gifts in public, this seems too lo, right?

"Little girl, you!"

Zhao Jing, no matter how good my cultivation is, I can't help but feel angry, and look at Malatang with some indignation, what is the Zhao family in Changshan? That is the god of war in the minds of Chinese soldiers! This little girl actually dares to 'blackmail' him in person?

"General Zhao, have you forgotten the truth that Ananda Suo has a golden bowl and knows the truth of your own noble people?"

Chen Dingkun, who was watching coldly, sighed secretly, and finally couldn't help but remind Zhao Jing. After all, it's all for Huaxia, and the grievances of the year must be put aside first.

"Ananda Sou Golden Bowl, that's it, thank you for the reminder. ”

Zhao Jing and I are also a fan of the authorities, and when I was reminded by a word, I suddenly realized.

In the Journey to the West, it is said that Tang Xuanzang traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers to come to the West Heaven to obtain the true scriptures, but was asked for bribes by the two Venerable Ananda and the two Buddhas. This is the principle of 'self-esteem and self-esteem'.

In fact, even ordinary people make friends, the way of friends is to help each other, but if your help is too much, too indiscriminate, and do not ask for anything in return, friends may be grateful at first, and gradually they will think that this is a matter of course, and even slowly begin to belittle your labor, not taking your efforts as a thing, which is caused by not understanding 'self-esteem'.

Therefore, people can not be proud, but they must not know their own nobility, 'If they do not know how expensive they are, why should others be precious'?

Chen Dingkun is an old neighbor for 30 years, and this time he only represents himself, Zhao Jing and I are different, but it represents the military, Xu Changsheng is borrowing the hand of Malatang, let him know that it is extremely difficult to see Xu Zhenren, and it will be impossible to avoid intersecting with the military in the future, and the military will also treat himself with respect.

"Spicy girl, I don't know what you need, I'll do my best."

Zhao Jing smiled bitterly, if it weren't for knowing the horror of the thousand-year-old ghost king from his father, and this Xu Zhenren was indispensable in this calamity, he would probably have brushed his sleeves away.

"Oh"

Malatang couldn't help but be stunned, when she walked over, Brother Xu's voice kept explaining in her ears, which can be described as detailed, but she didn't explain what gifts she should ask Zhao Jing for me?