After joining Hades

The next day, Wen Bai got up early and came to the villa.

With Lu Zheng's approval yesterday, Wen Bai immediately sent a greeting message to Zheng Bochang.

Originally, with Zheng Bochang's identity, most of the door-to-door visits were handled by special personnel, but perhaps because this incident was too special, the mobile phone number Wu Yue gave Wen Bai was Zheng Bochang's personal number.

Wen Bai briefly explained the purpose of his visit in the invitation letter, fearing that Zheng Bochang would not believe it, he deliberately borrowed the name of Professor Li.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Bochang came back very quickly, he agreed almost without thinking, and said that if the matter can be resolved, money is not a problem, and the painting can be taken away.

Apparently, he was overwhelmed with worry and went to the doctor in a hurry.

Wen Bai can also understand why people come in waves one after another.

Just looking at the remuneration he gave, let alone the money, you can take the paintings with you.

If you know that it is really Zhu Fu's authentic work, at least it will cost a million dollars, and it is not uncommon for it to be sold in an auction house for eight figures.

Lu Zheng walked out from inside, and there was no one following behind him.

She doesn't look in a good mood.

Wen Bai had already made some mental preparations, knowing that the entire underworld might be really busy, and only Lu Zheng was an "idle person", but he still felt that it was not appropriate.

It's not easy for the boss to follow him out every three days.

Wen Bai tilted his head slightly, and looked back, wanting to see if there were really no one else.

Lu Zheng had already walked up to him in two or three steps, noticing his small movements, his tone was not very good: "What are you looking at?"

"Morning boss." Wen Bai raised his face and smiled.

On a rare sunny day, the broken sun poured down through the gaps in the leaves, Lu Zheng was taken aback by Wen Bai's smile, and soon calmed down again.

Seeing Wen Bai who didn't say anything, intending to get away with it, he was furious.

"Where are there so many things?" Lu Zheng was not angry.

Although the boss didn't mention his name, Wen Bai could hear clearly that Lu Zheng was talking about him, why did he have so many troubles.

Wen Bai himself felt a little helpless: "I want to know too."

"You can't just ignore it," Wen Bai said cautiously, "If something happens, the Yin Division will be responsible."

You can't hide from the left or the right.

Lu Zheng glanced at him: "You care about the affairs of the underworld."

Wen Bai pretended not to understand the tone of Yin Yin Boss, and only said: "It should."

Lu Zheng: "..."

Lu Zheng was angry all the way, but Wen Bai didn't notice it at all.

In his cognition, it is normal for Lu Zheng to be angry, and his calm face is the expression he should have.

Talking well is an occasional thing, and laughing is even more unprecedented.

Adhering to the workplace survival rule of "the lower the boss's pressure is, the quieter the employees are, the more you talk, the more mistakes you make, it's better to say less and make less mistakes", Wen Bai didn't say a word along the way.

Fearing that the atmosphere would be too dry, he lowered his head and began to search for Zhu Fu's life by himself. Once he saw it, he became addicted.

The attractiveness of the "little old man with a weird temper" instantly surpassed that of the "boss with a bad temper".

Lu Zheng was even angrier.

They even began to wonder if Di Ting recruited Wen Bai here to anger him.

I don't care about what I should care about, but I take what I shouldn't look at so seriously.

Isn't he the boss who should be cared about?

What the hell is he looking at?

So when he got off the car, Lu Zheng's almost condensed air pressure managed to startle Zheng Lu who came to lead the way.

When he was watching from a distance at the door before, he saw that the two were well-dressed and tall, and they didn't bring any ghost-hunting and exorcism items in their hands. Zheng Lu thought his father had made a mistake.

What kind of master is this? It's obviously the young master who came here to join in the fun after hearing some rumors.

Taking a closer look, he was so frightened by Lu Zheng's aura that he almost fell silent, and saw that he was really unfamiliar, so he put away his original guess, for fear of neglecting him.

"First, sir, this way please." Zheng Lu said.

Wen Bai saw Zheng Lu's nervousness, so he introduced himself first: "Hi, I'm Wen Bai, and I sent yesterday's invitation."

"This is my boss, Lu Zheng."

Zheng Lu wiped the sweat from his forehead.

After the accident, wave after wave of people came to the family, Taoist priests, monks, fortune tellers, everything, let alone the truth of the skills, they all called each other very well, for fear that others would not know that they were superior.

What kind of layman, master, Taoist priest, real person, heard him dizzy, and opened his mouth to call the boss, this is the first one.

What Zheng Lu originally wanted to say was stuck in the "boss", and finally he could only say: "Hello, boss, hello, boss."

It would be even better if the boss didn't have an expression of "all must die".

While talking, he bumped into a group of people coming out of the back room.

Shaking his head, sighing and sighing, he was dressed like that.

The leader was a middle-aged man in Taoist robes.

He took a look at Wen Bai and Lu Zheng, and quickly looked away, looking at Zheng Lu: "Who are these two?"

Zheng Lu bowed to him respectfully: "Daozhang Li, this is a 'guest' invited by my father."

As soon as the word "guest" came out, the faces of the group changed.

Zheng Bochang's "guests" are here to grab business.

And from the looks of it, it was someone else who came to Nancheng to grab business, and didn't know the rules on their side.

The head priest, that is, Li Zhiqing, pressed down with his hands behind his back, signaling them to be calm and calm.

"The two little friends are really unfamiliar, I don't know where the teacher came from?"

"Little friend", neither "layman" nor "monk", only said "little friend", with contempt in his words, obviously he did not take Wen Bai and Lu Zheng to heart.

Wen Bai heard it, and he felt that Lu Zheng should also hear it.

Wen Bai: "I dare not, it's just..."

"Let's take a look" before finishing the three words, a Taoist priest who was about the same age as Wen Bai behind Li Zhiqing said, "Could it be a warlock from somewhere?"

Although the words were inquiries, the meaning in the words was that they were charlatans who cheated, not serious practitioners.

Lu Zheng only glanced at it.

It may be that he has slept for a long time, and he didn't know that Taoist priests in this world dare to call themselves monks wearing Taoist robes.

Looking at the group of Taoist priests who have no real skills from beginning to end and think highly of themselves, Lu Zheng only gave four words: "Wine bags and rice bags."

"Who are you talking about!" The Taoist priest who had just mocked Wen Bai and the others blushed immediately.

Although the exorcism of evil spirits is not as prosperous as it used to be, there are many branches left by each faction. When doing business on weekdays, they often have to share with each other. It is either my business or your business. Messaging is the most basic thing, but no matter how dissatisfied, it's just a few words of ridicule, and it's enough to save face.

He never expected that someone would scold him so directly.

It's okay to scold directly, but even scolding a group of people!

The contemptuous look that swept around just now clearly scolded his master!

"Do you know who my master is?! You really don't know the heights of the sky and the earth!" The man took two steps forward, got angry, and pulled out the copper coin sword by his side. One step closer, he could hurt people.

Lu Zheng's expression sank, and he took a step forward in an instant, protecting Wen Bai behind him.

Wen Bai was also startled, but he didn't hurt him with the sword blade, and he noticed Lu Zheng's face changed obviously. He was afraid that Lu Zheng would get impatient and make people die on the spot, so he raised his hand to stop him.

Wen Bai moved very quickly, almost subconsciously, so he didn't notice that his palm was clinging to the back of Lu Zheng's hand.

From Lu Zheng's point of view, the two seem to be holding hands.

Wen Bai looked at him and blinked: "Don't be angry."

Lu Zheng was taken aback.

Inexplicably, my heart went out.

Seeing the situation, Zheng Lu hurriedly persuaded him: "Masters, masters, are all practitioners, meeting is a fate, don't hurt your friendship."

The man didn't realize that he had saved his life at all, and even felt that Wen Bai's move meant he was afraid.

I feel more and more that these two people are strong on the outside and doing things on the inside, but they just look like something will happen.

It would be fine if it was in normal times, but today they are still in Zheng Bochang's villa, if this gets out, where will their Qingyunguan's face be saved in the future!

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't just let it go, the man turned his hands around, and raised the copper coin sword at his side closer, and entered one by one, brushing the corner of the warm white clothes and passing by.

"If you have the ability to compete, you can go back and forth from wherever you lose, and don't show up in Nancheng again!"

Zheng Lu who was waiting to bring people in: "..."

What is this called?Why don't people show up in Nancheng?His dad is waiting inside!

Zheng Lu hurriedly organized his speech, ready to smooth things over.

At this time, a sentence suddenly came from the back of the team: "What if you lose?"

The voice was clear, that of a teenager.

The man didn't seem to expect someone to ask that question, it was on their end, and turned around.

There was a small gap in the crowd.

Wen Bai took a closer look, only to notice the little Taoist at the end.

Xu Shi everyone's eyes were focused on him, and he slowly took two steps forward.

Only then did Wen Bai see his appearance clearly.

Although he is not very old, he is estimated to be about 16 or 7 years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a very upright appearance. Compared with the previous people, he looks more like a practitioner.

Wen Bai remembered the phrase "What if you lose" the child said just now, his voice was calm, but it sounded like he was speaking for them.

Wen Bai found it quite interesting.

Taking a closer look, it turns out that there are really two groups of people.

This group of humanitarian robes look similar in style, but there are still differences in reality.

For example, this "Master" has much more detailed cloud patterns on his body.

But this kid was different from them.

The tattoo on his cuffs is not a cloud pattern, but a minimalist horizontal stripe, which looks like a hexagram, and the color of the robe is also darker.

Wen Bai guessed that this little Taoist leader might not belong to the same Taoist temple as them.

Sure enough, someone at the other end said: "Junior Brother who doesn't know Zhengtian Temple, what can I teach you?"

"Zhengyunguan?" Wen Bai followed in a low voice.

Lu Zheng was close, he listened to it, and looked at him: "?"

Wen Bai went over with his ears: "Zhengyun Temple is the largest Taoist temple with the longest history in our Nancheng."

Lu Zheng was still not interested, so he responded casually with "um": "And then."

Wen Bai pursed his lips and shook his head: "There is no more."

He just wanted to talk.

By the way, I would like to remind you that the Xiaodao leader who was born in Zhengyun Temple is most likely also the "Dao generations" of Genmiao Zhenghong, so don't get hurt casually.

Lu Zheng: "..."

At this time, the "little junior brother" has already come forward: "There is nothing to teach, but since it is a competition, if you lose, you will win. You can't just say what to do if the other party loses."

Now that the conversation has reached this point, the man has no scruples: "Okay, then if I lose, I will give you my sword."

Wen Bai's attention returned to the man: "What do I need your sword for?"

Let alone the comparison, even if the sword was really given to him, it would be useless to him.

That person didn't expect Wen Bai to be so ignorant, and it was the first time he met Wen Bai, who looked soft but was actually very hard, a beautiful little prickly head!

"I, I don't care what you do!"

Wen Bai: "..."

Wen Bai didn't want to compare with him, but seeing his blushing face and the eyes of a group of people around him watching the show, he always felt that he would not let them go easily.

But if Lu Zheng moved his hand, I'm afraid something will happen, so I had to ease the situation and ask: "What do you want to compare?"

The man laughed loudly, and his tone became more and more arrogant: "Since I proposed the competition, then I won't make things difficult for you. Whatever you want, you can compare yourself to whatever you want."

Gentle and helpless

This is what you said.

He made one final confirmation: "Anything is fine?"

The man was confident to the end: "Yes."

Wen Bai smiled.

"So what do you think of calculus?"