All for the infinite flow of Taoism

The author has something to say: Half a month and a half, the fat boy is so sleepy that he can’t open his eyes. If you find strange Martian texts during the reading process, it must be written while I was asleep, so little angels Remember to leave a message and tell me, I will modify it tomorrow...

ps: Don’t think that I went to bed very early at this time, because my wake-up time is very cruel...

However, after the distance between the two people really got closer, the friends near the elevator in Area A on the fifth floor of Qianda Plaza in W City experienced a large-scale real fragrance scene for themselves...

Judging from the testimony of eyewitnesses from a bureau afterwards, everyone's mental journey at that time was roughly like this: Wow~ There is excitement to watch and excitement to watch! -> My God!Is this a human trafficker caught? -> Oh, the little Taoist misunderstood. ->Wait!This little master seems to know how to read faces!So is this person a trafficker or a good person? -> The parents of the children are here!This TM is really a shameless human trafficker!Eh? !The little Taoist rushed up!rushed up! ->……… -> He can fly?Damn, did I witness the scene where a martial arts master was excavated?It's not reasonable for this little brother in Taoist robe to stay in the air for a long time! -> Oh!The man in military uniform was knocked out...

Downstairs in Qianda Plaza, the daring criminal who stole the child was detained. Several police officers from the police station recorded statements for Shen Ruan, the child's mother and witnesses.

On Shen Ruan's side, the work of recording the statement seems to have encountered a bottleneck...

Police officer: "How did you know that the child in that person's arms was not his own? As far as I know, the child was not crying at that time, nor was there any abnormality."

Shen Ruan: "I can see it, how else would I know?"

Police officer: "...so how did you find out? You can know that person is a human trafficker just by passing by?"

Blinking his eyes, Shen Ruan noticed the unfriendliness of the little policeman, so he lost control of his words: "That man is not a human trafficker, he has killed more than one person before."

Police officer: "Cut! You say yes?"

Shen Ruan nodded: "That's right, he has a strong evil spirit, and it's not the kind of righteous evil that protects the country but evil evil, and I saw the disaster of prison on his face, so no matter where he is Everything must be bad, right?"

Driven on the verge of going berserk by Shen Ruan's nonsensical remarks, the little police officer now suspects that this brat who wears this robe and promotes feudal superstition is in the same group as that human trafficker, but just when he wanted to ask a few more questions At the time of the sentence, the director of their bureau came over with the child's mother and another Taoist priest.

Police officer: "Director!"

Director Zhang: "Well, you have worked hard, you can escort the prisoner back with the car."

Police officer: "But chief, this confession has not been completed, and the little Taoist said that the trafficker is a murderer, I haven't asked him if he is talking nonsense..."

With a stern look, he glanced at Zijie and Shen Ruan next to him. Director Zhang took away the notebook in the policeman's hand, interrupted him and said, "Well, I see, let's go back."

Staring at the director's unquestionable eyes, the little policeman chose the latter between 'principle' and his job, and followed the big team obediently to leave Qianda Square.

After most of the police officers and witnesses left, Director Zhang asked Shen Ruan in a friendly voice, "Can little master be sure that person really killed someone?"

Nodding his head, Shen Ruan saw that the director was not questioning himself, but just after asking, he explained in detail what he could see from the man's face and breath, "He is not a Chinese, Relatives, no friends, shady job, and the number of people he killed...at least ten or more."

Taking a deep breath, Director Zhang could basically conclude that this is a professional killer after hearing Shen Ruan's words, but why did he just give the child sleeping pills and take him away this time instead of killing him? Inquire carefully.

But before that, he still has to thank this little Taoist priest who looks young, "This time I really thank my little master. Kanyu Mountain is full of incense and reputation, and my wife and I often go to the temple to pray during New Years and festivals." Wish, so I understand that what the little master said is true, the young people in our bureau have never seen these things before, so the words are a bit harsh, I hope the little master forgives."

Shaking his head, Shen Ruan didn't really mind these things, it's just that Shen Ruan wouldn't bother with those who generally didn't believe him and doubted his intentions, and it turned out that when he and his master were treated as liars, they didn't bother. quite a few...

After seeing Director Zhang off, Shen Ruan took out a PHS that had long been abandoned by the world from the side pocket of his Taoist robe and looked at the time, "Senior Brother Zijie, why do you need to speed up the time to buy things, or I'll go back The road to Guanli will be difficult."

"Ah? Oh! Let's go!" After recovering from being stunned by Shen Ruan's cell phone, Zijie took Shen Ruan back to the fifth floor, but they were stopped once. .

"Hi, I'm the mother of the child you saved just now, I want to thank you, what do you need?"

Looking at the well-dressed woman in front of him, Shen Ruan once again gave up the idea of ​​showing favor and not repaying it. After all, he needs a lot of help now, and this may be another reward from the system, so Shen Ruan explained his most urgent need very directly, "I need some new statues, preferably golden statues..."

Hurrying to hold back Shen Ruan, who wanted to speak like a lion, Zijie bowed apologetically to the lady in front of him: "I'm sorry, my junior brother rarely goes down the mountain, so don't mind what he says."

Smiling and looking at Shen Ruan with clean eyes, the lady tilted her head and said, "Your brother probably didn't mean to ask me to donate the statue."

Nodding for granted, Shen Ruan replied, "Of course I'm not asking for a donation, I just want to ask you where is the best place to order statues in W City?"

Pursing her lips and smiling, the lady took Shen Ruan's shopping list from Shen Ruan's hands naturally, and told him: "The information on sculpture is beyond my network reserves, but I can ask my assistant to help you Look it up, so you and your senior brother can go to my office to have a rest before finding out the result, I will buy all the items on this list and have them delivered to my office."

Looking at the signboard of Qianda Plaza above his head and then at the woman in front of him, Zijie suppressed his guess and asked tentatively, "So you are?"

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I am the mother of the child your junior brother just rescued, and I am also Gu Qianyuan, the chief financial officer of Qianda Plaza's head office."

Zijie: "..."

Shen Ruan: "Oh. Hello, I am Shen Ruan, the 233rd generation master of Kanyu Mountain Yiqing Temple."

Gu Qianyuan: "Nice to meet~"

Shen Ruan: "Oh, nice to meet you."

Zijie: "..."