Handsome old man Jian Xiu re-employment

"Speak well and report your ID number."

"Name, age."

Chen Chaosheng didn't know how he ended up in this situation.

The Taoist robe is still so spotless, except for the orange vest on the top - it looks quite festive, with a kind of beauty that connects ancient and modern.

A few uniformed policemen wandered around outside.

He was sitting at the table, and across from a girl, who was writing his answer.

"Chen Chaosheng, the word is Yao." Chen Chaosheng twisted the corner of his clothes unconsciously.

"I don't have an ID card, I don't know Arabic numerals, and I only know the calculation of the lunar calendar for age." Chen Chaosheng supported his head and explained with difficulty, "I'm not good at math, and I still count birthdays in the Gregorian calendar."

These people said that he violated the law and order, and that they wanted to find his parents, coaxed and deceived him, and got him to the police station.Later, he said something about disturbing public order, and gave Chen Chaosheng a pair of rose gold bracelets.

absurd.

The incandescent lamp above the head is shining, and the smells of many people are entangled together.

Chen Chaosheng was a little out of breath.

"It's hopeless." The girl sighed, and closed the book with a click, "This child may be a little hysterical, and the parents can't find it for the time being."

"I really don't know where it came from?"

Chen Chaosheng thought that he crawled out of the coffin.

The bright white light was shining, and he didn't dare to speak loudly anymore. The old man over 1000 years old was pitifully pulling the table.

There was a row of posters posted eeriely at the back.

It's like a posthumous photo.

And all his acquaintances.

The handsome man on the left is his elder brother.She looks like a vixen, and she is indeed a vixen.

His senior brother has a rather strange ability.

That is, he can feel the emotion of others, especially men.The way of perception is relatively primitive, which is based on feeling how many people are emotionally moved within the radius.

Alone, he doesn't care.

Two people, he doesn't care.

If there are more than three people, his elder brother must rush to see it.If he doesn't want to see it alone, he has to bring the whole sect together to observe it.

During Chen Chaosheng's years in the sect, such a major event happened at least thirty times. More than 80 sword repairmen stood behind the rock, sweating profusely while holding the sword.

"That's it?" Chen Chaosheng couldn't help wiping the sweat off his head.

The girl looked back: "Then?"

"Bai Yingdi. You don't know?" The girl asked strangely, "He made more than 20 films about fighting devils, and the No. 40 film fought aliens, and won the gold award."

"Many young people are calling for him to be their mother." The girl said, her pretty face flushed, "How beautiful is this face, like a vixen."

Chen Chaosheng didn't understand.

But Chen Chaosheng was greatly shocked.

He muttered for a while.

"However, he is currently working as an undercover agent in the entertainment industry. He is cleaning up pornography and illegal activities." The girl said seriously, "All the ridiculous things in the entertainment industry were found out by King Bai Ying."

"Other people go to the entertainment industry to make money and to get ahead, but our Bai Yingdi is to punish evil and promote good." The girl said again, "Don't talk to other people. It's just us Sizhou The public security people know that it is the Bai Yingdi who is from Sizhou, but no one will believe it when it is told."

"Who would have thought that the actor who is covered in black material is our undercover agent?"

Chen Chaosheng understood a little bit.

Chen Chaosheng was still greatly shocked.

He didn't see that his brother still had this ambition.

His senior brother is indeed a very great vixen.

"What about the other one?" Chen Chaosheng looked carefully.

It seems that he is also an acquaintance.

"Boss Li?"

"Boss?" Chen Chaosheng realized something was wrong.

Isn't that his pure and clean master who doesn't bend his waist for five buckets of rice?Didn't his master feel upset when he saw the money?

Li Shimin knew that his master had a noble character.How much money Li Shimin gave him in exchange for immortality, his master lost the money.

That's his master.

"A real estate guy." The girl held her chin, "It would be great if he was my own father. The Chengjiang Garden opposite, with more than a dozen villas, are all his properties. It's really enviable."

"House prices in Sizhou are so high. We migrant workers live in rental houses and pay off the mortgage. He has such a large piece of land at a young age, which is really enviable."

"Brother, you have to save money well in the future, or you won't be able to pay for the house." The girl patted Chen Chaosheng on the shoulder.

Chen Chaosheng thought about his 800-square-meter mausoleum, and felt that he had a promising future.He is also considered a person with real estate, although his real estate is underground.

Master went into business, which he never thought of.

There is only one reason why I can teach my father to do business—in this world, money has become an indispensable thing that can change the world.

"Is money important?" Chen Chaosheng suddenly asked this question.

He understands that if a person has no money, he will die.

Will starve to death for lack of food.

They will die of illness because they cannot afford medicine.

Because there is no place to live, they will sleep in the open air, and finally die at a very young age.

Will be bullied by rich people.

He also wants money to repair the scabbard, and money to build the mausoleum.

Chen Chaosheng doesn't dislike money.

Money is a very good thing that makes people feel ecstatic.

"Brother, how can there be anything more important than money?"

"What about it?" Chen Chaosheng pointed to the last poster on the wall.

Above is his sword.

The hilt is carved with patterns clearly visible.

"Shangfang Sword - the National Treasure, is now stored on the second floor of the Huainan Provincial Museum in Sizhou City."

"Is money more important than it?" Chen Chaosheng asked.

The sword seems to be a very important thing in his life.A sword cultivator without a sword should not be considered a complete sword cultivator.

Chen Chaosheng has no father and no mother, and the only thing he has saved is his sword, and his mausoleum.

Speaking of which, those of them who pursue the Dao have to talk about having no desires and desires, and all money and swords are external possessions.But for now, Chen Chaosheng has never seen anyone who has no desires or desires.

Even saints have desires.All people have desires, even if it is ruthless Tao, the pursuit of "Tao" itself is already a morbid obsession.

It was really hard for him to imagine that such a mediocre person like Master would pursue such things as money.

"Ah, you mean Shangfang Sword?" The girl was taken aback for a moment, then immediately looked up at the precious sword above her head.

"It is a priceless treasure." The girl said with a smile, "The landmark of our Sizhou is in the shape of Chen Chaosheng's mausoleum, with Shangfang sword outside."

"Such a sword, the whole world can't find a way to reproduce it." The girl said softly, "Some people say that it is made of meteoric iron from outer space, but hundreds of experts have studied it for most of their lives, but they haven't figured out why. Come."

"Is this sword Chen Chaosheng's property? Where did Chen Chaosheng get this strange sword?"

Chen Chaosheng twitched his eyes for no reason: "Chen Chaosheng chose it himself."

"Chosen from the sword mound." He whispered.

Chen Chaosheng thought about his Shangfang sword.His Shangfang sword is made of jade, which is harder than his mountain jade.

It is not only mixed with his blood and sweat for so many years.His sword likes the smell of blood, probably because there is oil in the blood, which can teach his sword to become brighter.What's more is the sword intent.

How could the sword intent be detected by these mere mortals?

"Brother, if you go out, you must go to the museum in Sizhou to see that sword." The girl said to him earnestly, "This kind of sword is one less than the other."

Chen Chaosheng sighed.

Who else wants to practice swords nowadays?

His sword seems to have seen more prosperity these years.The memories that Chen Chaosheng experienced from there can be said to be very messy, mixed with messy things, men and women, old and young.

The world is a big gold-selling cave.His sword fell into the world of mortals, and he was afraid that he didn't want to go back with him.

His sword is lying in the brocade box, and the world admires it outside the glass window.

Even the great poets of this era are scrambling to write poems for him.

Below that poster is a little poem.

【Shang Fang Sword】

"The sword of the sword fairy, the sword of Shang Fang

a good sword

What a good sword!

sword! "

But Chen Chaosheng sighed quietly, and his eyes dimmed involuntarily.

Who would want to practice swords nowadays?

Those who want to control the sword can just fly, and don't have to worry about flying too high from the troposphere to the stratosphere, suffocating to death due to lack of oxygen.

What if you want to kill someone?A wooden | warehouse is enough.With a simple "bang", the head fell to the ground.

Or even the wooden warehouse is not needed.There are so many things that can kill a person.

The sword seems to be outdated, abandoned in the pace of human beings moving forward.There are stone tools in front of the sword, and wooden warehouses, explosives, and atomic bombs in the back.

Only then did Chen Chaosheng realize what was wrong.

It was him who was out of touch with the world.

Holding a sword and wearing a Taoist robe from 1000 years ago, he walked in such a world full of steel and concrete.Everyone was watching him, wearing clothes that he couldn't recognize, speaking a Chinese language that had changed a lot, and doing earth-shattering events in Chen Chaosheng's era.

Chen Chaosheng had a rare moment of emotion.

Life is endless, and his heart of seeking Tao will never die.

Then he must never be left behind.

"Girl, where is the wooden warehouse?" Chen Chaosheng asked.

Practicing swords can lead to Taoism, so Mu Cang is the same.

Chen Chaosheng doesn't think he is a pedantic person, he has already thought about whether he wants a gun or ak-47, maybe he will be a new generation of god in the future.

"Brother." There was more pity in the girl's eyes, "You don't look stupid."

"Where is the explosive?" Chen Chaosheng realized that not everyone owns the wooden warehouse, so he asked again.

Although the dynamite is not elegant, mainly because it does not have a wooden warehouse to make it look handsome, it is barely passable.

Seeing that the girl didn't speak again, he could only sigh, wondering: "Then, where can I get a small half of the atomic bomb?"

He thought about the way of cultivating immortals with the atomic bomb, which has never been done before or since.

He has to go to the Moon Palace to practice immortality.

He may have drawn the solar system.

Chen Chaosheng held his chin and thought for a while about the possibility of becoming the No. 1 explorer outside the solar system.

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