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The three of Lu Hanshuang and his party left the hotel without any luggage, and walked very gracefully.

Lu Hanshuang still walked in front wearing the old hat, and Xiao Yan controlled the wheelchair to follow. Every time his gaze glides over the young man's back, there will always be a glimmer of darkness. It is obvious that the night has passed, and he is still in a very unhappy mood.Dao Tong followed suit, chatting with the grandson of the head of the sect whom he had only heard of but never met, chattering about the inside story of the sect, Xiao Yan listened attentively and did not respond.

There are two commercial vehicles parked at the entrance of the hotel, and the doorman is unloading luggage from one of them.Su Changming asked the people in the two cars if they would have some breakfast before leaving. The eminent monks did not eat outside food, and the members of the ministry came only after eating.Su Changming signaled the driver to leave, and seeing Lu Hanshuang leaving the hotel, he immediately got out of the car to meet him and persuade him to stay.

In a car next to the two, the old man in the passenger seat guessed from a few words that the young man was actually an expert in the rumors, quietly opened the window, and looked up and down Lu Hanshuang with a pair of piercing eyes. Although he couldn't see his face, he was very imposing is extraordinary.

Lu Hanshuang insisted on leaving, but Su Changming was helpless. The old man probed and persuaded, "Little comrade, everything starts well and ends well. There are many doubts about this earthquake. I heard that you have contributed a lot to the disaster relief. Why don't you come with us to see if you can find something?" What?"

Only then did Lu Hanshuang look at the two commercial vehicles, and when he passed the one behind him, his eyes paused. These monks turned out to be monks, or Buddhist monks who were not prosperous in the prehistoric times.

Three of the six people have reached the Great Consummation of Qi Refining Period. They are the three with square faces, thick eyebrows and the youngest.

I don't know the overall level of the monk circle here, how many of them are considered high or low?

In Xiao Dingtian's memory, Xianyinzong was an outlier in the circle.Daoists don't like to be contaminated by cause and effect, but Xianyinzong likes to meddle in ordinary people's business, and left a mess when he entered the world when the country was in trouble.In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, human body science was widely advocated in the society, and the enthusiasm for qigong spread all over the country. Liars emerged in endlessly, causing many disasters and causing constant criticism from colleagues.It was the state machinery that cut through the mess with a sharp knife, and curbed the rampant evil wind.

Xianyinzong moved his family back into seclusion, and the country did not give up lobbying. The sect did not want to involve its fellow monks in the complicated and treacherous politics, and gradually cut off contact with the entire monk circle.

According to the memory of the original body, the spiritual energy was exhausted in the early days, and the most amazing talent in the sect was the head of the sect who brought his disciples into the world at the head of the national crisis. Cultivation, refining some small foreign arts, and the insignificance of the orthodoxy surprised Lu Hanshuang.

Has the situation improved now?

Lu Hanshuang looked away, accepted the invitation, and walked towards the second car.

It was a pity that he was cut off by the old man, and he enthusiastically pulled the young man into the first car, "This car has nine seats. The six monks in the back plus the driver, Xiao Su, and a man in a suit are all full. Our car There are only seven people including me, the staff and the driver, and there are two seats left. You two are big and one is small, it’s crowded enough.”

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Along the way, the old man looked for opportunities to talk to Lu Hanshuang.

Lu Hanshuang propped his head and looked at the passing scenery outside the window, sometimes answering, sometimes not, making the atmosphere very awkward.The old man had a thick skin and didn't care about being left out, but there was a voice from below, whispering to each other.

The middle-aged man who took the money and was waiting for the final ceremony looked at Lu Hanshuang—a retro hat to cover his face, a cloud white button-up jacket and dark blue trousers, all of which were made of high-grade silk fabrics with exquisite dark patterns, and were expensive.The exposed chin, neck, arms, and hands are so tender that they look like they have received cosmetic injections. How can a person who is exposed to the wind and sun and travels around to practice have such a good skin?

"I've spent all my time and energy on dressing up, how can I have time to delve into techniques?" The middle-aged man complained in a low voice, and the female colleague who also received red envelopes touched the face that was covered with a mask every day, but said nothing.

Xiao Yan snorted lightly.

The middle-aged man turned his head angrily, "What are you laughing at?"

Xiao Yan raised his eyes. The middle-aged man had greasy hair, an unshaven beard, rough and dark skin with mud hidden in his nails, and a sloppy appearance. According to men, he was indeed a "superior".

Although Xiao Yan has feelings for Lu Hanshuang, he has seen Lu Hanshuang's superb skills with his own eyes.Although I have never seen these people in front of me, looking at the speech and behavior of middle-aged men, judging people by their appearance alone, they are superficial and frivolous, and they are not "superior".

Compared with Lu Hanshuang, his demeanor is far worse, the world is far different.

The old headshot didn't notice the undercurrent between the people and Xiao Yan, and tried to arouse Lu Hanshuang's interest by exhausting topics. He was defeated one after another, a little frustrated, and asked unwillingly, "If you have the ability to benefit the people, you don't want to join the special department to serve the country. Do you work hard?"

Lu Hanshuang shook her head without thinking for a while.

The middle-aged man, who was holding his breath, said angrily, "Compared to this wheelchair-bound man, you are quite self-aware."

Dao Tong was ignorant, he shrank his shoulders when he heard the heavy anger, and endured his timidity to stand up for the head, but Xiao Yan slapped his mouth shut.The middle-aged man insinuated that Lu Hanshuang was incompetent, which made Xiao Yan feel uncomfortable for a moment. He couldn't tell whether it was displeasure or something else. He endured it and kept silent, wanting to see how Lu Hanshuang would respond.

Lu Hanshuang stared out the window without turning her head, and turned a deaf ear.

The old man wanted to excuse the staff, but he didn't even raise his eyelids, and he performed "no dust under the eyes" thoroughly, as if there were flies buzzing around his ears, and he didn't even care about it.The thick-skinned old man was too embarrassed to speak, he hesitated to speak, and finally shut up.

near the disaster area.

The sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly. Lu Hanshuang, who was deaf to what was going on around her, finally looked away from the sky and looked at Daotong.

"Have you taken the umbrella you bought before?"

"Take it, Master!"

The members looked at each other and exchanged eyes. After the holographic incident of the Xianxia game, the word "head" is not a compliment.Several people thought of those fake Taoist priests at the same time, and the middle-aged man had another chance to complain, "Yes! Another master! No wonder you don't like our little allowance."

Yang Yang in the back seat asked his friend beside him, "What do you think?"

"I can't see the face, but the aura is extraordinary. It doesn't happen overnight..." Liang Jia started, but Yang Yang impatiently blocked his mouth, "I didn't ask this, just worry about your occupational diseases."

Liang Jia was silent for a while, and pushed Yang Yang's hand away, "Uncle Li was blinded by something, and was used as a gun."

"Squint your eyes on Qianqian. When I went to smoke, I saw that fat man stuffing red envelopes for him." Yang Yang said with disgust, "Uncle Li has soft ears and is easily impulsive. I am not surprised to be used as a gun. Sister Gao—"

Yang Yang pointed to Xiao Yan in the corner, who was outstanding in appearance, although his lower limbs were crippled, but his upper body muscles were lean and beautiful, "Sister Gao has always been interested in handsome men, but this time she didn't go over to strike up a conversation, instead she deliberately sat down with Uncle Li Next to them, the two murmured, "Isn't Sister Gao also taking the red envelope? Isn't she very proud?"

"It's just that the heart is too high. Once you are flattered, you can't find it. That fat man seems to be very good at flattering, and his eloquence should be very good."

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When the car drove to the disaster area, the old man got out of the car with his staff to investigate, and six eminent monks got out of another car.The thick-browed monk was thinking about the good fortune, so he paid special attention for a few moments. Seeing that the special talents took out a compass-style high-tech product with an electronic screen in the middle to detect the magnetic field, he sighed disappointedly, "It's just a warlock."

Technique, technique, two words.

Ordinary people put all gods, gods and ghosts into one circle, but there are actually two paths.The members study spells, use tricks, and can open their eyes and psychic deduce the future.Without a solid cultivation base, they often use human bones, blood, corpse oil, animal limbs and other filthy foreign objects as a medium to perform spells.

Their brothers and sisters are practitioners, they cultivate their minds and the Tao, practice the righteous method and use their genital organs to communicate with the world with their bodies.

The monk with thick eyebrows followed Su Changming to the square where the corpse was buried.Wondering, they have to leave after saving the dead, if not these warlocks, who else can they meet?

Unwilling to give up, he looked back again, and there was a young man who got out of the commercial vehicle at the end, who had been detained by Su Changming and the old man one after another at the entrance of the hotel.It was far away at that time, so I couldn't hear their conversation clearly, and I didn't know the background of the young man, but judging from the enthusiasm of the old man, he might be someone in the industry he knew.

The thick-browed monk looked at the inner mansion of the young man, but he was disappointed and couldn't see anything.

There are only two explanations for this situation: one is that his cultivation level is higher than his and he deliberately hides it, so he sees his master's inner palace as a blur;

The young man was in his early twenties at most, how could he be better than him who had practiced for half his life, he was a mortal, worse than those warlocks.

The thick-browed monk had successfully refined Qi, and Lu Hanshuang hadn't established a stable foundation, so it was logically impossible to block the investigation.But Lu Hanshuang is an outlier.His current body has just begun to pursue the Dao, and the powerful spiritual power of the ancestor of the wild is already at the top, looking down and flying below, any exploration is blocked.However, it is also a burden to have too strong mental power trapped in the body of the small foundation building stage.

When the thick-browed monk withdrew his gaze, Lu Hanshuang gently rubbed his forehead again.