Chapter 92: Accept the Twelve Views of the Lord's Little Brother!
"In other places, Lao Dao doesn't dare to say, in Changling City, this acre and three points of land, although Xiaoyou has opened a sub-view, the matter of document approval, Lao Dao, I will directly sign it!"
Jingde Lao Dao said happily.
After receiving such a precious thing from Xuanqing Xiaoyou, I don't want to be able to reciprocate, I just want to be able to help you in this worldly thing!
"By the way, you boy..?"
"Hehe, this boy is not a human being." Xuan Qing smiled slightly and touched Huai Qingyun's head.
As soon as this statement came out.
Jingde Lao Dao didn't react yet.
Ru Xiao on the side trembled, a look of fear appeared in his eyes, and the whole person took a few steps back.
"He... He, he, he, he.. Is he a ghost? ”
???
Xuanqing was stunned.
In this way, as a Taoist authentic Xuanmen, how could he do something like keeping ghosts in captivity.
Huai Qingyun stomped his feet even more and snorted unhappily.
"Woman, you are a ghost, your whole family is a ghost!"
"Qingyun, Hugh is presumptuous, how can you be unreasonable to Jingde Daoist?" Xuanqing scolded.
Immediately.
Huai Qingyun lowered his head aggrievedly, and said like a mosquito buzzing: "Yes.. I'm sorry. ”
"Hahaha, don't be like this, childish words, besides, my granddaughter is also talking nonsense, and she bumped into you boy!" Jingde Lao Dao smiled heartily.
Seeing that Ru Xiao, he still looked frightened.
Xuanqing was a little speechless.
Even if it's a real ghost, as a Taoist disciple, you don't need to be so afraid, this kid is really timid.
"The boy of the poor road is transformed by the locust tree in the front yard of the Taoist temple, and the locust tree nourishes yin, which belongs to the ancestral level of ghosts."
"It's not a ghost... It's a locust tree! Ru Xiao patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
I really don't blame her for being timid, mainly because of the current horror movies, which are really terrible, especially about children, like some kind of resentment and the like.
Subsequently.
A few small talks.
Jingde Lao Dao showed a tired face, is he in the old grade, and his mood fluctuations were so big before, he can talk about it until now, it is still the role of the Requiem Jade Fu and the Meditation Jade Fu.
"As soon as this person is old, he has to take a nap, he can't bear it, I'll go back first, let's talk when I have time!"
"If you have a location, just send a message to Lao Dao."
Jingde Lao Dao arched his hand.
"Okay, Daoist, please take care of yourself." Xuanqing stood up and bowed slightly.
There were not enough rooms in the Taoist temple, only three empty rooms, all of which were packed up for the twelve young people to live in.
In addition, there is also the head of the county business department outside, waiting for Jingde Laodao, the chairman of the pharmaceutical group.
So.
Just sent Jingde Lao Road to the parking lot.
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Evening.
As dusk approaches, the golden sunset falls on the earth.
The tourists are also gradually dispersing, and what they see and hear today will surely become the talk of the town for some time to come.
The Taoist temple once again returned to its former tranquility.
Parvis!
A bonfire was lit.
Yang Ying, Twelve Young Viewers and others. Circle around the campfire and sit cross-legged on the futon.
A moment later.
I saw Huai Qingyun holding a tray in each hand, which was full of small bowls, and in the bowl was spiritual porridge.
"Brother Dao, please drink porridge!" Huai Qingyun handed the tray forward slightly.
The young Taoist hurriedly took a small bowl from the top, and then expressed his gratitude solemnly: "Thank you Daoyou, I'm tired!" ”
In the daytime, they saw with their own eyes that such a small doll had beaten the 1.9-meter-old Shuanglong.
Including Yang Ying, each person has a bowl of spiritual porridge.
"All the Taoist brothers came to participate in the Qingping Guan Cheng Temple, and they helped to strengthen the momentum in the Cheng Temple, and the poor Dao was very happy."
"This spiritual porridge nourishes the body and strengthens the body, everyone. . . Please! Xuan Qing picked up the small bowl in his hand and said aloud to everyone.
Everyone raised their bowls.
It's porridge, but it feels like drinking wine.
After this day's encounter, these young Taoist priests understood what it meant to be a master.
Some Taoists who had originally planned to defect took advantage of this opportunity to express their intention to take refuge.
"Senior Brother Xuanqing, I don't know if you are still short of manpower in this Qingping Temple?" One of the young Taoists spoke.
Hear the words.
Xuanqing's heart moved, and he immediately asked: "This Qingping View doesn't need to recruit people, but the poor Dao has the intention of promoting the Daomen, and intends to open up the Dividing Temple." ”
"If you are willing to help the poor road take care of the score, the poor road can give a monthly salary of 50,000 yuan, and pay five insurances and one housing fund!"
As soon as this statement came out.
???
Fifty thousand?
The hearts of all the Taoists tightened.
Even if there is already a big deal worth more than 100 million ginseng porridge in front of them, they are still shocked in their hearts.
The former is gone after eating a while with a comfortable stomach, and the latter is real, and he can carry the money in his purse.
The young Taoist priest who spoke first asked again excitedly, "Senior Brother Xuanqing, are you talking about a monthly order fee of 50,000 yuan?" ”
"Not bad!" Xuan Qing bowed slightly.
After getting a reply.
This young Taoist shouted on the spot, and then knelt on one knee, clasped his hands into fists, and came to a trickery.
"Xuan Jing drifted for half his life, only hated that he had not met the master, if the public did not give up, the cloth... May I worship as my father! ”
A joke about Lu Bu defecting to Dong Zhuo shouted.
Puff~
"you, Poor Dao just wants to hire coolies, but he doesn't want to take a good job!" Xuan Qing almost burst out laughing.
Speaking of which.
Only on this side of the earth will he have this kind of emotional fluctuations, and he will feel that in addition to being an otherworldly immortal Taoist, he is also a young man in modern society.
Time.
The originally serious atmosphere became joyful.
The tension in the hearts of the young Taoist priests also dissipated a lot, and when they saw that their companions had received high-paying jobs, they also spoke one after another.
"Senior Brother Xuanqing, Xiaodao also wants to work as a coolie here."
"Add one, add one, poor Dao is also a person with ideals, and he wants to follow his senior brother to promote Taoism."
"Haha, a monthly salary of 50,000 yuan, senior brother, you just let me return the vulgar, and I am willing to do it!"
...
Cultivators are free and easy, regardless of age, regardless of cultivation, all young Taoist priests, what they think in their hearts, will be directly said.
"Okay, since you are willing, then take the opportunity to talk about the idea of separation."
Xuan Qing smiled slightly, and answered everything.
Speaking of which.
Putting aside the issue of ability for the time being, the minds of these twelve contemplators are all extremely good, and there is no utilitarian mind.
Otherwise, I would not have chosen to continue to wait for the qualifications of the famous mountain after graduation, but chose to directly assign the master of the remote place.
"The opening of the poor road is to promote our Taoist door and compete for a piece of incense for the people."
"So, everything will be according to the specifications of Qingpingguan, whether it is incense candles, or canteens, or parking... All of this, only the cost can be charged. ”
As soon as this statement came out.
All the Taoists stretched out their thumbs, and the admiration in their hearts was beyond words.