The heavens start from Maoshan

Father Wu froze for a moment: "The church doesn't have a basement!"

"No?"

If Zhang Heng remembers correctly, the zombie is the church in the basement, so how could there be no such thing?

"Looked everywhere?"

"I've looked for it, and there really is no basement."

Father Wu answered very simply.

Zhang Heng was full of suspicion. Could it be that the basement was sealed after the accident in the church?

It's not impossible.

Because when the accident happened, there were other priests in the church, and they worked together to seal the zombies in the basement. Before leaving, it is not impossible to seal the entrance with a wall.

"Father!"

Before the two could continue talking, a beautiful girl wearing a low-necked dress and showing her two hemispheres walked in: "My name is Angie. I just came back from France. I am a sincere Catholic. I want to give to the church." Make a donation."

"Donate money!"

Father Wu's eyes lit up, and he didn't care about talking about the evil spirit anymore: "Nice to meet you, Ms. An Qi, I am the priest of this church. My surname is Wu. I wonder how much you want to donate?"

"I'm going to ocean."

An Qi had a smile on her face: "My father is Boss An of Yonghe Building in the town. This time I am not only making a personal donation, but also representing Yonghe Building's support for the church."

"Oh, Miss Anqi, you are indeed a sincere believer, the Lord will definitely bless you."

Father Wu first said a few polite words, and then introduced Zhang Heng: "You don't know the person next to me, right? Let me introduce you. This is Governor Zhang from Hainan, my good friend. You just came back. Maybe you don't know much about it, but Governor Zhang's status in the military and political circles is equivalent to the governor of France in French Guiana!"

"Director Zhang, nice to meet you."

An Qi took two steps forward, wanting to give Zhang Heng a kiss.

"do not..."

Zhang Heng stopped her: "Since you're back, don't use the French way, just nod your head, don't be so affectionate."

"Miss Angie."

Father Wu took over the conversation: "Don't underestimate this Governor Zhang, he came back from Nanyang, you probably haven't been to Nanyang, you should have a lot of common topics."

Forehead...

Zhang Heng tugged at Father Wu's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "She's here to make a donation, not a blind date. What are you trying to introduce me to her?"

"Have it?"

Father Wu looked puzzled: "This is how we do things."

Zhang Heng has heard before that the church is not only responsible for helping people find jobs, but also introducing partners, which is more reliable than some marriage agencies.

Looking at it now, this statement may not be groundless.

Of course, the object of introduction is just an appearance, and the internal reason is to increase the attractiveness of the church and save the country with curves, just like the dancing girls of China Unicom.

"Angie!"

There was an exclamation from outside the door.

Zou Zhaoxing ran up with a bag of flour in his arms, and said, "It's really you, I didn't dare to recognize it just now, do you remember me, I'm Ah Xing!"

An Qi subconsciously took a step back, and smiled awkwardly and politely: "Sorry, I don't remember much."

"I'm a little Taoist priest!"

Ah Xing hurriedly put down the flour, and started punching methodically: "My master is an exorcist Taoist priest. When I was young, didn't you all call me a little Taoist priest?"

"Little Taoist priest, I remembered."

Speaking of the name, Angie can't remember it anymore, because she went to France when she was a teenager and hasn't been back for many years.

But when it comes to nicknames, An Qi still has some impressions.

In my memory, Ah Xing is short and thin, and he wears a few sizes up all day long, and uses the old clothes of the exorcist priest to change clothes. No one likes to play with him.

"Yes, it's me!"

Zou Zhaoxing was a little at a loss: "You are still as beautiful as you were when you were a child, and you are dressed in foreign style. When you were a child, everyone liked to let you play the bride. I was miserable, and I always rode the groom's horse."

"puff..."

Thinking of what happened when she was a child, An Qi chuckled, and comforted Ah Xing, saying: "When did it all happen? If you don't mention it, I will almost forget it."

As he said that, he looked up and down at A Xing: "It's okay, now I'm taller and more handsome than before, I'm almost the same as two people."

Zou Zhaoxing nodded again and again: "Yes, you have changed a lot, only you have not changed, and you are still as good-looking as before."

"Brother, who are you talking about that looks good?"

Xiaoyue came in with biscuits and eggs in her arms, and she was attracted by the snow-white under An Qi's low neckline at the first glance, then looked down at her own, and hugged the biscuits in her arms even tighter, with a hostile look on her face : "Brother, who is she?"

"She's Angie!"

Zou Zhaoxing replied, and then asked An Qi: "Do you still remember Xiaoyue? The little girl who used to play the maid for you when we played wine at home?"

An Qi looked at Xiaoyue, and the smile on her face grew stronger: "Xiaoyue is so big!"

Zou Zhaoxing nodded like pecking rice: "Yes, time flies, we have all grown up."

After finishing speaking, his gaze involuntarily swept towards An Qi's snow-white face.

An Qi noticed his gaze, her displeasure flashed for a moment, and she no longer wanted to continue the conversation: "You guys play first, I'll discuss the donation with the priest."

"Yes, say donation."

Father Wu had a look of money obsessiveness, and at the same time he did not forget to pull Zhang Heng up: "Director Zhang, let's go to the second floor of the church to chat, it's too messy down here."

"I'm not going."

Zhang Heng really didn't come for a blind date.

Besides, I will go to the second floor to talk about donations later, whether he will donate or not.

It is true that Zhang Heng is rich, and very rich, but none of his money can be dedicated to God.

"Brother Heng, isn't An Qi pretty?"

Watching An Qi's back as she slowly walked upstairs, Zou Zhaoxing said obsessively.

"Sorry, I'm face-blind and can't answer your question."

Zhang Heng refused to answer.

"Humph!"

Without waiting to ask any more questions, Xiaoyue stomped on Ah Xing's foot and walked away angrily.

"Is she crazy?"

Zou Zhaoxing looked disgusted.

Zhang Heng looked at him, then at Xiaoyue who ran away, and asked, "What do you think in the future, get married and have children, be a Taoist priest of Huoju, or devote yourself to the Tao?"

"this..."

Zou Zhaoxing shrugged: "Let's see again?"

"See again?"

"yes..."

Zou Zhaoxing said with a look of fascination: "When I was a kid, I dreamed of being a groom for An Qi, but after waking up from the dream, I could only be the groom's horse, otherwise they wouldn't take me to play. As for the future... .”

After thinking about it, he sighed, "If I can marry An Qi as my wife, what kind of Taoist priest should I be? If I can't marry An Qi, what's the point of me marrying someone else?"

Zhang Heng shook his head slightly.

This big fool, child bride, no, isn't the junior sister of childhood sweetheart not sweet?

I still want to marry Angie.

An Qi's few words disturbed your heart, can you suppress this thing when you marry it back?

As the saying goes: wine is poison that pierces the intestines, and sex is a steel knife that scrapes bones.

What if one day you go out with your front foot, and she pushes the window with your back foot, and the pole hits a passerby, what will happen.

When the time comes, just wait and drink the medicine while humming on the bed: "I'm not dead yet, you can't wait to bring me home, when my junior sister Xiaoyue comes back, how can I sleep with you?"

Ignore it, wave your sleeves and leave.

After half a sound.

There was the sound of tap dancing outside the house, the anger was overwhelming, and pawns...

Chapter 123: The Death of the Dragon Slayer

"Xiangxi drives corpses away, strangers avoid..."

night.

Jiuquan Town fell into sleep, and accompanied by the ringing of the bell, a burly middle-aged Taoist came slowly behind two rows of walking corpses.

"Stop shouting, why are you here with such a big fanfare, send someone to notify me, keep it private."

In the darkness, someone came out murmuring.

If there are residents of the town here, they will find that the person who greets Mr. Zombie is the Mayor Ye of Jiuquan Town.

"Mayor Ye, no matter how much I begged you before, you refused to let me build the warehouse in Jiuquan Town."

"Why is it so good this time, take the initiative to contact me and not tell me, but also say you want to cooperate with me?"

Mr. Zombie looked at Mayor Ye suspiciously.

"This time is different from the past."

Another young man came out of the darkness: "It's not my father's idea, it's my idea. If he doesn't listen to you, won't he listen to me?"

Mr. Zombie frowned slightly: "Are you the son of Mayor Ye?"

After finishing speaking, he said: "Didn't Mayor Ye say that you are doing business in Shanghai?"

"It's not easy to do business outside, and besides, there is no comfort at home outside."

"What's more, if we don't make opium, others will."

"There are so many people smoking opium now, why should we let other people make money and we can't make it?"

Ye Shihao lit a cigarette for himself, and hesitantly said: "My dad has been the mayor of Jiuquan Town for ten years, but he didn't know how to change things, which made my family not rich until now. To be honest, I don't want to be poor like him for the rest of my life. "

Mr. Zombie was stunned for a moment: "Your family has more than a dozen shops in Jiuquan Town, isn't it considered rich?"

"What's the use of a dozen shops? I want to buy a Ford, but he can't get it out."

"I don't want to have a son in the future, and let him live in such a poor life."

Ye Shihao stated: "Let's cooperate. In the future, you will set up the warehouse in Jiuquan Town. Jiuquan Town will go out every day thousands of jars of wine. If you mix it up casually, your goods can be mixed in the wine jar and sent out. It's been such a hard day."

"Well, that's what I thought too."

"My goods come from Yunnan, and they are sent to you by driving corpses. There is no customs duty on this journey."

"How about you, use the power of the mayor to mix the goods in the wine jar, and distribute the goods wherever you want them. You only pay a few taxes on the wine, but you will have a lot of opium. The difference in the tax price alone can make you Make a fortune."

Mr. Zombie catered a few words, and said again: "By the way, where are you planning to set up the warehouse?"

Ye Shihao smiled and said, "Do you know about the newly opened church in Jiuquan Town?"

Mr. Corpse shook his head.

Ye Shihao didn't care either: "It doesn't matter if you don't know, there is a basement under the church, and there is a lot of space inside."

"The pastor sealed the evil things in the past, but I bought the yards on the east and west sides of the church and dug down. From the two yards, I dug two passages leading to the basement of the church."

"In the future, our warehouse will be located in the basement under the church."

"The yard to the west of the church is given to you, and then we claim to the public that you will use it as a charity farm."

"As for us, we will build a warehouse in the courtyard east of the church."

"In this way, you can use the method of driving corpses to send the zombies carrying opium to the west courtyard, and then enter the basement of the church through the passage in the west courtyard, and put the goods there."