Outside the mountain gate, Zhao Jing and Chen Dingkun stood side by side. Lou Tiancheng was discussing with Xiao Bailu: "Bai Lu Xiao Zhenren, this time our police special case department has asked to meet Xu Zhenren. This is a military figure, General Zhao of Changshan... this person..."

Bai Lu's head was shaking like a rattle: "No, no, the master said, come and ask for the Buddhist and Taoist schools of Xu Zhenren to enter the temple, but our Qingfeng Temple is outside the place, and if you don't entertain the military and police department, you might as well ask for it."

Lou Tiancheng encountered a soft nail and looked back at the two big men. Seeing that neither of them wanted to go forward to speak, he clearly stated that he wanted to hand over the problem to himself, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "Bai Lu Xiao Zhenren, then tell me where is Taoist Yizhen now? Or find someone in charge, and I will talk to him."

"My master is also in seclusion and has no time to meet guests. President Chen and Senior Xu Qing were in charge of the business before, but now they are also in seclusion with Zhenren Xu. Do you want to ask the person in charge of the business... It seems that it is me?"

Bai Lu looked at Lou Tiancheng with a smile and said, "I just listened to my master. He said he would not receive people from the military and police, that would not receive them."

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

Lou Tiancheng was helpless. A beautiful figure flashed in front of him. Malatang walked out of the mountain gate with a smile. These days she was sought after by monks and Taoists in Qingfeng Temple. She had already developed some momentum. Her pair of beautiful eyes swept over Zhao Jing and Chen Dingkun's faces, and she actually had a bit of scrutiny.

After recognizing Chen Dingkun, Malatang smiled and said, "It turns out that it is the uncle who sells tofu in front of the mountain gate. I have eaten the tofu in my uncle's house." But I didn't go to see Zhao Jing. It seemed that Uncle Chen, who sells tofu in front of the mountain gate, was even more intimate.

Chen Dingkun laughed: "It's good for the little girl to recognize me, Malatang girl, I'm very serious. I want to meet Xu Zhenren immediately."

"I, Zhao Jing, Changshan, have no other intentions to come here. I just want to help Xu Zhenren, and ask the Malatang girl to be compatible."

Both masters are both capable of bent and stretching. They know that the girl in front of them is nothing great, but the person behind her must not be offended, and they are extremely polite.

"Old Brother Xu told me that the three people outside the mountain gate are old acquaintances from Suolongling, the other is a big shot in the military, and the other is a bean flower that has been sold in Qingfeng Mountain for 30 years, but she has transformed into an extremely powerful person. I wonder if this time it represents the police or the military?"

Chen Dingkun smiled awkwardly: "Chen was already free thirty years ago, and he only represented himself."

"Well, Brother Xu said that if the uncle who sells bean flowers says this, he will be the guest of our Qingfeng Temple. I want me to respectfully lead you to see him."

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

"Miss Malatang, I am Zhao Zijie's father..." After all, I couldn't help but play the trump card of my son.

"Well, Brother Xu said that for Sister Yuanyuan, it is okay to meet you, but in the end, I will decide whether to introduce you to the viewing."

"What... what does this girl say?"

Zhao Jing, I couldn't help but shake my head and raised my ears. He suspected that he didn't hear it clearly. The information said that this girl named Malatang was very "loved" by Xu Changsheng. Today, when I saw it, it turned out to be like a fairy dew pearl. I had already mastered the twelve seriousness at such a young age. He was simply a martial arts genius! So although Malatang was young and a girl, he still dared not look down on it.

But it would be ridiculous to say whether he could see Xu Changsheng and this girl would decide.

Although his son Zhao Zijie is young, it is because he is a boy-like master. He got married at the age of 60. Even if he has children, he has never broken Yuanyang. He seems to be middle-aged, but he is actually a founding hero and an old monster over 80 years old.

Like Chen Dingkun, he seemed young and had already become a mature person. When would his affairs be decided by a girl?

Zhao Jing's face turned red, and my heart was angry and ashamed. The one named Chen was happy and spoke up. It was simply outrageous.

"Brother Xu said that Uncle Chen has sold tofu for thirty years and probably has no oil and water. And he is an old neighbor of Qingfeng Temple. You respectfully invite him to the temple. What is the profession of General Zhao..."

Chen Dingkun was so angry that he smiled, and he was about to smile when he looked up. He nodded repeatedly: "Well, well said, Malatang girl, hurry up and talk."

"Old Brother Xu said that General Zhao is different. He has a high level, good salary, no delay in retirement, full reimbursement for medical treatment, the whole family enjoys high benefits, and no worries about education for his children... If such a person comes to visit, he must not come empty-handed. Malatang, see what gift he brought. If the gift is too light, we will not welcome it."

Malatang spread her hands and said helplessly: "Uncle Zhao, I have nothing to do. If you don't have a gift, you can't enter the mountain gate."

The little white deer was stunned when she heard this. Did Zhenren Xu say this? Asking for gifts in public, this seems too low?

"Little girl, you!"

Even if Zhao Jing, no matter how well I cultivated, I couldn't help but feel angry and looked at Malatang with some angrily. 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 "black out" him in person?

"General Zhao, have you forgotten the reason why Ananda sought the golden bowl, and only after the nobles knew the noble? "

Chen Dingkun, who was watching coldly, sighed inwardly, and finally couldn't help but remind me of Zhao Jing. After all, it was all for China, and the grudges of that year must be put aside first.

"Ananda Soong's golden bowl...oh, that's all, thank you Mr. Chen for your reminder."

Zhao Jing, I am also a mystery to the authorities. I was reminded by a word and suddenly realized.

Journey to the West says that Xuanzang of Tang went through thousands of mountains and rivers to come to the West to obtain the true scriptures, but was asked by Ananda Kasyapa in person. Why is this? Ananda was a Buddha's personal teaching. Will the great venerable value him a purple gold bowl? In fact, it was not. Ananda asked Xuanzang to understand that the Buddha's scriptures are valuable and cannot be humble because of being plain. This is the principle of "it is noble only when people know that they are noble."

In fact, the same is true for ordinary people to make friends. The way of friends is to help each other, but if you help too much, too excessively, and do not ask for any reward, your friends may be grateful at first, and will gradually think that this is a matter of course, and may even slowly start to despise your labor and not take your efforts seriously. This is because of not understanding "self-important".

Therefore, people can not be proud, but they must not be unwilling to know that they are valued. "If you don't know that you are valued, why do people value them?"

Chen Dingkun is an old neighbor for thirty years. This time he asked for a meeting only represents himself. Zhao Jing is different, but he represents the military. Xu Changsheng is using the hand of Malatang to let him know that it is extremely difficult to meet Xu Zhenren. In the future, it is inevitable to avoid intercourse with the military, and it also makes the military respectful to him.

"Miss Malatang, don't know what you need? I will do my best..."

Zhao Jing and I smiled bitterly. If I hadn't learned from my father about the horror of the Thousand Years of Ghost King and the indispensable part of this Xu Zhenren in this disaster, he would have left.

"oh......"
Chapter completed!