The Life of the Blessed One

"Young master, we have been deceived." On the other side of the road, deputy director Tang Xiu ran over with a group of monks, holding a cotton padded coat covered in black blood clots.

In addition to the strong smell of human blood, Junchu also smelled a very faint smell of corpses, which seemed to be there, but was indistinguishable.

"Fei Zang is so clever. He deliberately left the smell of corpses on the cotton padded clothes. Fortunately, I thought she left it by accident. I was happy for a long time. It turned out that it was someone who sang an empty city plan and tricked us into running around the city."

"Is this still a zombie? It's simply better than a human being." The monks complained.

Bai Yan waved: "Get off work."

The subordinates dispersed happily, the Yujian Yujian, and the spirit beast riding spirit beast.Before leaving, he sneaked a glance at Jun Chu.

"Your name is Jun, Junchu, right? A monk has disappeared recently, so be careful not to come out in the middle of the night when you have nothing to do." Bai Yan forcibly confiscated Junchu's ID card, told him the address of No. 22, and asked him to apply for a monk's identity tomorrow. card, and before you can react, it turns into a streamer and disappears.

When Bai Yan returned to the villa in Phoenix Bay on the third ring road, the hand that opened the door stopped suddenly.

He remembered.

He had seen Jun Chu in Mount Emei.

At that time, Jun Chu was covered with the power of thunder after the catastrophe, and the little female cultivator of Emei couldn't see it, but she couldn't hide it from his eyes.

According to the regulations, ordinary people will not only be imprisoned for three years, but also be burned at the stake. It is he who sees that he generously used the Qi Condensation Pill to rescue the wounded and let him go without irreversible casualties.

The monk started to cross the catastrophe from the golden core stage. In addition to the power of thunder, you also have the aura of golden core. It seems that you are a golden core monk who has successfully crossed the catastrophe. How can you fall to the foundation building stage now?

Injured?

Yunxiao Sword Sect is a well-known super sect in the cultivation world, and its disciples are famous for their powerful force.

As a member of the Yunxiao Sword Sect, Tang Ming is still the son of the sect master, but he works as a clerk in the 22nd place. He only drinks tea and reads newspapers and plays games all day. He is often despised by his brothers. He is not ashamed but proud .

At nine o'clock in the morning, Tang Ming stepped into the office as usual, ate deep-fried dough sticks and played Glory of Kings, and the whole morning went by.

Uncle Tang twisted his neck that was a little stiff from playing games, and after going to the cafeteria to eat lunch, he began to wander around again to digest food.

In order to catch the flying zombies that escaped from Mount Emei, the members of the action team searched and arrested them all over the city. They were so busy that they didn't touch the ground, and they didn't even have time to eat. However, Uncle Tang Ming was smoking yogurt and strolling around leisurely with his slippers on. It's really annoying to compare people to people.

"Only receiving wages, the days when you don't work are great.

The young master is not here, the senior brother is not here, no one scolds him, Tang Ming is very carefree.

It was not yet five o'clock, and he was already packing up his things and getting ready to leave work.

The extravagant mahogany door of the office was suddenly pushed open, and a young man blinked his big bright and pure eyes like a sheep strayed into a wolf's lair, and asked in a dazed expression, "Excuse me, is this the 22nd place?"

Tang Ming looked up.Ouch, with a fresh face, it is white and tender, just like the cabbage in spring, it is his favorite dish.

"This is the 22nd office. Are you here to apply for a monk's ID card? Come in, come in." Tang Ming kindly waved to Xiaobaicai, and the wolf's tail swung behind his buttocks faster than Hot Wheels.

Finally found a place.Jun walked in, and the lazy sofa in the first room was as soft as a cloud. As soon as he sat on it, he fell to one side, and he sat up with his hands.

He has been well educated, and has always had a sitting or standing portrait, his face is small, and he is wearing a white down jacket and sitting on the black sofa with a serious look, like a white glutinous rice ball, soft and cute.

Tang Ming's eyes lit up. Such a cute little cabbage must taste as tender and sweet as it looks.

Tang Ming changed his laziness and poured the water himself, and brought it to Junchu himself, and told him very kindly that although it was already the off-duty time, he could work overtime, who told him to be a hardworking and motivated employee——

Jun Chu glanced at the clock on the wall, it was exactly a quarter past four, and the same civil servants in Hebei only got off work at five o'clock at the earliest, and the treatment at 22 is really good.

The expression of the young man holding the glass of water to thank him was really heartwarming. Tang Ming resisted the urge to turn into a wolf, and asked softly, "What's your name?"

"The king is out."

"How old are you this year?"

"One thousand two hundred twenty-three."

Tang Ming bent his knees.Kneeled.

The mind is in a mess, the three souls and the seven souls are frightened by the number of 2000, two hundred and forty. Before the consciousness can react, the body has already crawled up from the ground quickly, and bowed deeply. : "Big, big, senior, please be respected by this junior."

His lips and legs trembled as he spoke.

"You are a junior who knows how to be polite." From Zhou Duo to Bai Yan, Tang Ming is definitely the most polite junior you have seen since you left the mountain. times.

Junchu liked it more and more, he beckoned, Tang Ming immediately ran to his legs and squatted down, behaved like a Chihuahua.

Jun Chu touched his hair with a kind face: "What's your name!"

"Tang Ming."

"How old are you this year?"

"28."

"It's so small!" Jun Chu touched his handsome face: "It's so good to be young, as white and tender as a spring cabbage."

Tang Ming=_=: Was he bullied by his ancestors over 2000 years old, or was he molested?

"I didn't prepare anything for the first time meeting, I'll give this to you." Jun Chu took out a golden elixir, and the gleaming golden elixir almost blinded Tang Ming's dog's eyes.

He once saw the introduction of the golden elixir in an ancient book. The essence of 380 kinds of precious spiritual herbs was extracted, and it was refined for 30 days to form three pills in one furnace. To him, it is more precious than elixir.

Tang Ming was only [-]% sure about the impact of the golden elixir, but with the golden elixir, there will be three more layers.

"Thank you for the alchemy, my lord. The younger generation will never forget the great kindness and virtue." Tang Ming saluted again. The golden elixir was too important to him, and he didn't even dare to be courteous, for he was afraid that the gentleman would take the politeness back as gold. Panacea.

The realm of comprehension is mysterious, but in fact, it has never left the world of mortals since ancient times. Behind the rise of aristocratic families and the change of dynasties, their shadows are more or less hidden. Show up, and occasionally you can see one or two traces in miscellaneous books.

In the early days of the Republic of China, the rapid development of science and technology gave birth to many new things. Compared with the boring life in ancient times, the modern colorful life can be called heaven, and more and more monks travel down the mountain.

"Led by the relevant state departments, like-minded monks gathered and established 22 places. All monks who joined the world must apply for ID cards here, and their names and denominations must be registered in the register. There are also some regulations in the offices to restrict the behavior of monks and protect ordinary people. The safety of life and property is not infringed, and those who violate the regulations, whether they are sect masters or elders, will be punished. Because of this, the 22nd Office has been strongly suppressed by various factions in the cultivation world for a long time."

Speaking of this, Tang Ming glanced at Jun Chu cautiously.Most monks hated these regulations, and the higher their cultivation, the more they hated them.

Junchu grinned at him: "I think these regulations are very good."

Hebei likes to watch the military channel, and Jun Chu also watched it twice. Those planes, cannons, and missile nuclear submarines are really powerful.

Today is different from the past, mortals with countless advanced weapons are no longer ants in the eyes of monks.

Hearing what he said, Tang Ming was moved to tears. It would be great if all monks could think this way. You must know that from the Republic of China to the present, the 22 divisions were established in just a hundred years, and four directors died, all of whom were hated What their monks killed, the 22 places were useless for a long time, with low force and low voice.

It wasn't until the young lord of Yunxiao Sword Sect came to power that things changed.

Speaking of his young master, Tang Ming's proud face glowed. With so many monks in the office, only the disciples of Yunxiao Sword Sect were qualified to call him young master. Others could only be called boss. Know.

Jun Chu nodded, the brothers of the same school are naturally different from others.

"In the past, when they came to apply for ID cards, we usually gave them two ID cards for monks and mortals. Some denominations have their own way, and they can handle the ID cards for mortals themselves."

Jun Chu said that he also has a mortal ID card.

"Then you can apply for a monk's identity certificate." Tang Ming said.

The country has been strictly controlling the waste of resources in the past few years. 22 departments have responded to the call, and the two IDs are combined into one. No matter whether the monks who joined the WTO meet the plainclothes police or the people in their management office, they no longer need to find out in the two ID cards. I found it.

With swords and fingers together, Tang Ming drew a formation in the air, and wrote Junchu's name, gender, and sect of the mountain gate in order, and then pushed the formation to Junchu's ID card, and the certificate was completed.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on Tang Ming's forehead.Drawing an array may seem simple, but it is actually quite labor-intensive.

Junchu flipped through both sides of his ID card, and it looked exactly the same as before, but with a touch of his fingertips, his basic information would appear, and there was a string of numbers in the lower right corner, except that there was no age or date of birth. It is exactly the same as the ID card of a mortal.

"Thanks for your hard work." Jun Chu patted Tang Ming on the shoulder. Tang Ming decided to take off his clothes and save them after he left. He would take them out to worship and touch them during the festivals. Thinking about it, he was a little excited. Woolen cloth--

Tang Ming took Junchu around for a while, took him to a taxi and paid the fare, thought for a while, then took out a business card and handed it to Junchu: "Senior, if you have anything to do, please call us. It will definitely be done for you.”

Jun Chu looked down, and the eight characters "Bai Yan, director of the 22 divisions" were extremely conspicuous.

No wonder Bai Yan is used to looking at people with his chin. It turns out that he is not only the successor of Jianzong, but also the head of the department, not just someone with power——