Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

"Okay, Brother You, then I won't bother you. If you have anything to do, just ask. I can't help you with big things. It's okay to run errands..."

"...Okay, I have time to treat you to dinner..."

"Hey...you're busy..."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, exhaled again, identified the direction, put on the Bluetooth headset, dialed a number, and drove towards a certain direction...

"Hey... the yellow-haired man I asked you to follow the day before yesterday, the one that fell from the sky in front of our company, and I asked you to send someone to follow him to the hospital, where is it now..."

......

"Anding Hospital?"

In the general manager's office of Fan's Group, Fan Youcai asked with a puzzled face:

"Isn't that a mental hospital? Why did our talents go there? Could it be you..."

As Fan Youcai said, he pulled out the samurai sword behind him again, and just about to smash it on the table, an employee hurriedly took a step forward, hugged Fan Youcai's hand tightly, and said in a crying voice:

"President Fan, this matter is really not bad for us... When we followed the reporter to find that talent, he had already been sent to Anding Hospital...

And Mr. Fan, Anding Hospital is a mental hospital, not a mental hospital, it's different..."

"roll..."

Fan Youcai cursed violently, raised his hand and threw the employee aside, rubbed his sleeves in disgust, and said impatiently:

"I don't care if he is mentally ill, so I will ask you why you didn't bring him back to me!"

While Fan Youcai was talking, the samurai sword in his hand waved uncontrollably again, and his employees who had already been deducted from their wages and were short of sending money to the boss stared at Fan Youcai's hand, trembling Weiwei replied:

"...No...President Fan...It's Manager Liu who said it, let's not bother him for now...Come back and report to you first, see if there's something wrong with thatched cottage...

They were all ordered by Manager Liu... don't blame us...

How about you give me three...ah no...two hours!I will definitely tie that yellow hair back for you! "

When Fan Youcai heard this, his complexion changed instantly. He picked up the scabbard behind him and beat the employee on the forehead. While beating, he shouted:

"I will let you be tied! I will let you be tied!

You, Manager Liu, are right!Talents need three stoves... All talents are good at this!Go, prepare a car for me, bring one hundred thousand cash, and go to burn the stove with me! "

"President Fan, that's three...uh...I'm going to drive..."

Seeing Fan Youcai's ugly face, the employee wisely didn't continue, looked back at the others, and ran out the door without looking back.

"Remember to drive my big Ben!"

After Fan Youcai finished yelling, he sat back on his chair comfortably, turned his head to look at the other employees who were still in the office, raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Why are you still here? Why don't you go back to work for me? What's the use of asking you to do it every day? Ah?"

Before Fan Youcai could finish his sentence, all the employees rushed out, until the office was empty, and Fan Youcai's face showed a triumphant smile.

"Talent...hehehehehe..."

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Chapter 642 The Yellow-browed King in the Mental Hospital

"Do you know Maitreya Buddha?"

In an advanced ward of Anding Hospital, a man with yellow brows and pointed ears in a loose hospital gown was standing on a chair with one foot, facing a group of people also wearing hospital gowns, arrogantly. Telling something.

"Well, I don't know!"

Seeing everyone shaking their heads in unison, the yellow-haired man smiled triumphantly, patted his chest, and said loudly:

"Maitreya Buddha, the future Buddha among the three generations of Buddhas, is a Buddha of the same level as the ancient Buddha who burned the lamp in the past and the Sakyamuni Buddha who is the current Buddha...

On the fourth day of Tushita Heaven, which is the fourth day in the Desire Realm, I may be stationed in the world to proclaim the Dharma at any time... I am the apprentice of the old man, the Yellow Eyebrow King! "

As Huang Mei said, he shook himself up. Thanks to the modern age, Mr. Li taught him to take a bath, otherwise, he would have to shake off a layer of lice!

"I think back when I was under the seat of the old man, all the people who came and went were Bodhisattvas, and at the last time they were great practitioners who had attained Arhat status. To you mortals, it is very difficult to see my face!"

As Huang Mei said, he touched the table with his hand, but suddenly found nothing, frowned, raised his head and shouted towards the door:

"Boy, didn't wink, didn't you see that I have finished eating the chicken popcorn? Hurry up and refill it! By the way, that good family roasted wings for me, and there are chicken nuggets on the sedan chair, hurry up..."

After shouting, he didn't care, he continued to turn his head, looked at a group of attentive audience, grinned and continued to show off:

"I... uh... where did I go?"

"It's very difficult for ordinary people to see you..."

"Hey... that's right!"

After being reminded, Huang Mei immediately connected, and continued to speak while shaking his head.

"...The days in the sky, don't mention how comfortable it is... But the days are comfortable, you have to have a head. It happened that one day, my master's Xuedou Temple came to a good-natured Taoist, chatting with my master, Talking about immortality or something...

That is immortality. Although I am capable, my lifespan will always be limited. I will be 680 years old in one kalpa, and I am already [-] years old...

3000 years seems like a lot, but it also said that it will be gone, and then I became greedy, so I went down to earth..."

Huang Mei talked endlessly, sometimes sad, sometimes regretful, sometimes excited, sometimes uplifting, what he said was ups and downs, and the hearts of those who listened were also uneasy.

In a private house about two kilometers away from the hospital, a group of people in plain clothes gathered around a sound-like device, wearing earphones, listening to the sound coming out of the earphones quietly.

"Head, do you think what this yellow man said is true?"

Huangpizi, another name for the weasel in the folk, in order to avoid the incomprehensible supernatural powers such as "everything responds", the relevant department specially gave a code name to "Huangmei Dawang".

There is no way, the first time I came into contact with this kind of supernormal creature, there is no precedent to find, so I can only grope, step by step...

"Do you think it's fake?"

The leader was none other than Zhao Weiguo, an official official who visited Wang Xuebin at the beginning. From him, Wang Xuebin smelled the familiar smell buried deep in his memory.

The secret department, or the relevant department, does not have any code name. It is the Federation for Friendship with Foreign Countries, which exists to promote friendly exchanges and cooperation between countries, nations and nations...

Such a kind name, what evil can there be?

"But now the monk Xuanzang, and the shameless and thunderous mouth...Could it be that Wu Chengen has changed his career to become a historian? But Wu Chengen is from the Ming Dynasty...

And that silly girl... can travel through time and space, how to solve the space-time paradox?Could it be that Einstein's coffin board is going to take off and fly to the moon? "