The old monster loves the poor monk

Kong Ming nodded calmly, and Wu Duyin said yes, then he will naturally follow everything up.

Shen Yining could only smile helplessly, and when he returned to the room, he showed Wu Duyin's face indifferently: "Kong Ming can't even enter the threshold of cultivation, just relying on a mirror, you two are really heartless and fearless."

"There will be accidents everywhere in life, but accidents are not life." What Wu Duyin said suddenly was so reasonable that Kong Ming couldn't believe it.

Wu Duyin stared at Shen Jining again and again, and the two exchanged looks at each other. Finally, Wu Duyin said unhappily, "Why are you showing your face? Go buy fried rice, fried chicken and ice cream for supper."

Shen Jining's indifferent face suddenly turned sullen, and he snorted: "Crazy." He got up and went to buy supper.

"Don't buy mine, I have to go back to Yu Ling's place." Kong Ming got up to go out, Wu Duyin encouraged him from behind: "Kong Ming, come on!"

Back at Yu Ling's house, the living room light was on, and the master bedroom door was closed. Yu Ling should have already fallen asleep. Kong Ming walked in lightly. After washing, he turned off the light and walked into his auxiliary bedroom. It was pitch black. In the room, Kongming opened his eyes wide and blinked from time to time. He was thinking about something, and when he was sleepy, he naturally squinted and fell asleep.

The next morning, Kong Ming got up early to have breakfast, but unfortunately Yu Ling had a physique of eating poison, so Kong Ming consciously went to eat breakfast alone, and brought him a bowl of gruel back. After Yu Ling woke up, Barely drank two mouthfuls of porridge.

Kong Ming said to him: "We have received a task here, calculated by head, 500 million per person, do you want to do it?"

Yu Ling is already an experienced practitioner, and when he heard Kong Ming's words, he could discern the information keenly: "Twenty-five million? Go to the sky or go to the sea."

"Those who enter the water, go to Fengdu to get something."

Yu Ling was silent for a while: "Let me think about it."

In the hotel, Shen Jining threw the phone to Lin Caijun, and the information page of the contact person Yu Ling was displayed on the screen: "If you go into the water and have a chance to come back alive, call him."

Lin Caijun pressed dial, and the call had already been made. Shen Jining slapped a piece of paper with a few paragraphs written on it in front of Lin Caijun. Lin Caijun looked conflicted: "Why do I get goosebumps from these words? ?”

"According to this, change the other side if there is no response." Shen Jining flipped the paper over, and there were words written on the back, so the words on the back were much more normal.

After drinking the porridge, Yu Ling turned around and went back to his room to sleep, the phone rang on the bedside table, it was an unfamiliar number, Yu Ling answered the phone, the voice on the phone was familiar, it was someone he had seen before.

Yu Ling sat on the edge of the bed calmly: "That's all?"

Lin Caijun on the other side of the phone panicked, turned the page hastily, and hung up the phone after Yu Ling had just finished speaking.

"He hung up the phone, did it work or didn't work?" Lin Caijun scratched his head.

Shen Jining thought for a while: "Eighty percent."

"Where does the [-]% come from???" Lin Caijun didn't understand where this fanciful confidence came from.

When it was time for lunch, Kong Ming had already gone downstairs and had eaten enough and did not bring it to Yu Ling. His aversion to eating was so strong that Kong Ming felt that selling him food was a crime.

After eating the set meal, he brought Yu Ling a mung bean soup, went upstairs and returned to Yu Ling's house, he was already up, his hair was a little messy: "I will go to Fengdu, you..." Kong Ming was caught by him. Complicated eyes looked up and down: "What am I?"

"Drink the mung bean soup yourself." After speaking, Yu Ling turned around and went back to the room.

Sure enough, he is a person with a good personality. Kong Ming sat down and pried off the plastic cover and began to drink mung bean soup, but the extreme anorexia was a bit worrying. Kong Ming looked at his closed door: "Aren't you really hungry? Do you want to eat?" I'll sell it to you, okay?"

There was no response from the door, and he probably fell asleep again.

Kongming has settled in Yuling's house for a long time. Dao Culture arranged for them to practice diving in a swimming pool with a diving pool, and taught their two male coaches to be serious, as if they were carrying out some terrible secret mission.

They spend an average of four hours in the water every day. In addition to swimming and diving, they also need to do breathing control. The coach requires them to support the longest time with the minimum oxygen consumption: "No one knows what will happen underwater. Contingencies, what can be saved in oxygen must be saved."

Every time Kong Ming sank to the bottom of the pool and swam slowly, consuming oxygen back and forth, practicing how to save oxygen. Yu Ling rarely stayed at the bottom of the pool, he didn’t like drinking water or soaking in water, the coach ordered him to When he was doing practice, he just glanced at them lightly and then turned away. After a few times, the coach stopped talking to him.

Kong Ming swam slowly, slipping past Wu Duyin who was sitting on the bottom of the water, adjusting his breath. A vague figure was reflected on the water surface. Do you want to practice? It's fun."

"Play slowly." Yu Ling walked to the side and sat down.

The one in the entire diving hall with the same cold expression as Yu Ling is Shen Yining. He has been staring at the water surface without saying a word for a long time.

And Lin Caijun, who took a sick note to learn diving, pulled the water and wanted to perform a fancy swimming performance in the water.

The training lasted ten days. Lin Caijun's parents finally remembered their son who hadn't been home for half a month. They called the school and found out that he had taken sick leave for more than ten days. The class teacher also realized it later. Realized that Lin Caijun was actually doing tricks without telling his parents.

But the leave note was obtained by someone from Dao Culture who called the principal directly to approve it. Lin Caijun lied to his parents that he had found a part-time job with a high salary outside, and it would be fine to ask for a leave of absence for his graduation certificate.

His parents were quite happy to hear that he ran ahead of time before graduation: "You know that you can't study well, so you can find another way out. When you grow up, learn to deal with your own affairs." After finishing speaking He put down the phone and let go completely.

Kong Ming saw Lin Caijun looked at the phone with some disappointment: "I thought they would call me crazy."

Kong Ming can only say: "If they come to take you back, you will call them crazy."

"Fuck, leave me some room for sentimentality!" Lin Caijun rolled his eyes speechlessly.

After the diving training is over, it’s time to popularize knowledge. Cao Xueqin brought his carefully crafted ppt to give them a one-hour lecture. The first picture on the big screen is a roll of bamboo slips written in traditional Chinese. The picture is accompanied by an explanation Word.

Dust Record 72

There is a gap between the two realms of Fengdu, half a ghost town, everyone in the world knows the existence of the six realms, but they don't know where the six realms exist. Lost his soul and died.

Cao Xueqin pushed his glasses: "Everyone knows the so-called Six Realms of Reincarnation, the six realms of gods, demons, immortals, monsters, ghosts, and human beings. It is the outer scroll, and the inner scroll records what the Orthodox Spirit Sect, who specialized in Lingqi rectification, did 600 years ago. They were very scholarly at that time. I don’t know who first asked a question. Everyone knows that there are six ways, but the six ways Where is it? If the six realms are born in accordance with the Tao, then the six realms should coexist. Why are there only people in this world? Except that people are ghosts that appear because of obsession, and there are some little people who have worked hard to get a little cultivation. Demon."

Cao Xueqin clicked on the next page: "There was a genius named Hui, one day he suddenly asked his master, Taoism has yin and yang, and things have pros and cons, why is only humanity flourishing in the whole world? No one can answer this question, Hui has three Senior brother was as diligent as he was, and they wanted to solve this problem and explored to the boundary of the six realms. Hui found the half-door of the ghost realm among the six realms that was still open to the human realm. That half gate was Fengdu, so they went to Fengdu. , brought back a message that there was a volume of Taixuan legacy slips in Fengdu, after bringing back that news, they disappeared."

Cao Xueqin showed them some materials before Fengdu was submerged, underwater photos after being submerged, and a carefully drawn map: "Although it is the same place, Fengdu belongs to the human realm and Fengdu belongs to the ghost realm. It is different. Before Feng was submerged in water, he was suppressed by the yang energy of the world. Only when he was in the yin, the gate of ghosts would be revealed. The Fengdu of the Dao is in the middle of the sky, so it is more difficult to dive at night, but with your practice, you can discern everything without the need for light in the ghost way. What you can rely on is the magic weapon. It is very rare for a team to have three people with magic weapons. of."

Kong Ming interrupted Cao Xueqin: "Zheng Baoguo is not a practitioner, and he doesn't have a magic weapon. You ask him to go into the water, isn't it a bit difficult for others?"

Cao Xueqin raised his hand in embarrassment to support the mirror frame: "I'm not too sure about this, the orders from the headquarters can't be wrong."

Lin Caijun glanced at Zheng Baoguo: "If the headquarters makes a mistake, will you pay for your life?"

Cao Xueqin couldn't answer, so he avoided Lin Caijun's eyes and pointed to the next page: "Let's memorize the underwater map of Fengdu first."

They were looking at the screen, and some people were looking at them on the screen. The large screen in the guild hall projected the images in the conference room. Kong Ming and his group sat under the screen in a sparse and disorderly manner. On the screen, the young man was looking straight ahead , looking directly at the camera with black and white eyes: "Zheng Baoguo is not a practitioner, and he doesn't have a magic weapon. Is it a bit difficult for you to ask him to go into the water?"

The schizophrenic boy who was idle and idle answered the question: "If the headquarters makes a mistake, will you pay for your life?"

There were two groups of people sitting on the left and right sides of the huge clubhouse. The bright and soft lights filled the whole clubhouse. The wide aisle between the two parties was clearly separated. Jun then laughed, his tanned wheat-colored skin made his teeth look too white: "You should cut this paragraph to show the boss, you will lose your life if you make such an inexplicable decision."

The young man sitting in the front on the right stood up and stretched his waist. The loose shirt showed a large chest: "Bored, I thought it was some great rare beast. I have to go to Haicheng for a date. Take a look."

The young man with wheat-colored skin expressed helplessness: "I heard that the Taixuan Project will be restarted after 20 years. I rushed back from Perth immediately. Who knew that the boss had already found someone else to replace us."

The man next to him glanced at him, and he shrugged and stopped complaining.

From the beginning to the end, only the people sitting next to the first seats on both sides made a sound. The people on the two first seats were quietly watching the young people on the screen, and the people sitting behind them were also silent all the time.

A tall and thin young man in a suit and leather shoes walked into the hall and stood under the screen. He was the leader of the information team at the headquarters: "Are you satisfied with the latest information feedback?"

"Intuitively, it's a bit worse." The young man on the left looked at the screen and said.

"It's so bad that I can't see it." The man on the first right stared at the screen sharply for examination: "Fortunately, life is good."

The young people had such expressions on their faces, as if they had anticipated every word they would say: "Although the boss has great confidence in them, if they fail in the mission, the backup plan is Group A and Group B to take over Taixuan The plan, Zhongli and Zheng Zhu, do you have any objections?"

The first man on the left nodded clearly: "This is an honor for Group B." He is Zhongli, Zhongli's surname, full name Zhongli Guihai, the captain of Group B, and a young man with tanned skin grinning beside him , some yin and yang chimed in: "I also think this is a great honor for our Group B."

Group A leader Zheng Zhu clasped his hands in front of him, leaned forward a little, and looked aggressively: "Cooperation is a good opportunity to communicate, and Group B knows better about the Taixuan Project than we do."

Group B has a nickname that is not allowed to be mentioned at the headquarters but everyone knows it well. The "Zhengling Group", which is only called Group B, was formerly the Zhengling School of the orthodox Lingqi practice.