Anti-grave robbery: scare away Jin Xiaowei at the beginning

Chapter 325 The schools of thought are still here today, and Qin Shihuang is not seen back then

Some people taste cherry blossoms in the hometown of cherry blossoms.

Some people scurry in the land of curry.

They are also Bai Yujing's expatriate staff, why are they treated differently.

Chai Yuguan was famous for his food and drink, and when he returned home, his short-sighted junior would give him an assist, ambitiously dragging all the masters from the thirteen districts to die.

And Zhao Pingchuan, the president of the Fishing Club, found the trail of Liu Chengfeng, a retired veteran of the Public Security Department, as soon as he left Zhongtu, and followed him all the way. After thirteen time zones, he finally found Liu Chengfeng's hiding place. Area.

The Curry Region is in the south of the Central Plains Region, and there are nine regions. These nine regions are different from the [-] regions unified by the Central Plains. Among them, each of the nine regions is dominated, and there is a feeling of vassals fighting for hegemony, but It is said that they have feelings rather than vassal hegemony. The main reason is that they are not worthy of being called vassals. Whether it is the structure or ambition, the hedonism and non-violent atmosphere permeated in the Curry region made Zhao Pingchuan feel the racial gap between these four. Words really exist, and there is a real gap between people.

Although the Curry District is chaotic, it is not all shortcomings.

At the very least, religion has a very high status, and there is no such thing as pleasing or deceiving mortals.

In the Curry region, powerful people are famous for their strange looks. The more strange you are, the more you are different from the three views of ordinary people, the higher your status will be. What's more, the locals directly build a temple for you and become a god in situ.

In the Curry District, ordinary people are miserable, but all supernatural beings are flourishing, even if you only know a little bit of tricks, as long as you have a good eloquence, you are a master of the party.

Zhao Pingchuan's ability and deception level are all first-class, otherwise he wouldn't be the president of the Fishermen.

When Zhao Pingchuan came to the Curry Region, he quickly attracted a large number of believers and established a branch of the Curry Region Fishing Club.

Through the branch forces, Zhao Pingchuan quickly found clues to Liu Chengfeng.

Liu Chengfeng hid in a temple, which was located on a snow-capped mountain, except for a few believers and ascetics, almost no one went there.

However, Zhao Pingchuan, who is eager to find someone, doesn't care about the high mountains and the long roads. If I can't find you, Liu Chengfeng, I won't give up!
"Master, the Ganden Monastery you are looking for is in front of you!"

The believer who spoke was in his early twenties, with a pair of exotic blue eyes, white skin, and a handsome smile of a Chinese and Western half-blood prince.

His name was Singh, and he was a nobleman from the Curry region. His ancestors were noble Brahmins. Unfortunately, he fell into decline until he met Zhao Pingchuan.

With his help, President Zhao finally broke free from the toilet and toilet.

"it is good!"

Zhao Pingchuan just simply said hello, and the mixed-race apprentice became extremely excited.

Singer said, "Master, may I go and see first?"

"No need." Zhao Pingchuan pulled away the big curry robe on his body, revealing a formal middle-earth suit, "He is my friend, I want to meet him in person, you can wait outside."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Dozens of pickup trucks and a team of more than 200 believers parked outside Ganden Monastery.

In the Curry region, Ganden Temple is a famous temple, a first-class Buddhist temple, and its status is close to Zen Shaolin.

However, the Curry region is a magical region, where piracy is very common.

There are also many small temples with the same name in Ganden Monastery. Although these small temples have no connection with the real Ganden Monastery, they can’t help that people can use this name to make money. They also declare that our Ganden Monastery is the only one. It is the most authentic Ganden Monastery.

The Gandan Monastery in front of Zhao Pingchuan is a small temple, so small that it is located on a remote snow-capped cliff, and there are only three decent halls and two wing rooms in the temple, and the number of monks does not exceed ten.

Boom, boom, Zhao Pingchuan knocked on the door of the temple.

Old Zhao's tanned forehead and growing beard make people unbelievable that a few months in the curry area can change people like this.

Soon the door of the temple was pushed open, and the person who opened the door was hunched over, wearing ragged clothes and black skin, he was the lowest class of untouchables, and the temple built by such untouchables is unlikely to make people Respect.

Zhao Pingchuan didn't care if the other party was a pariah, Lao Zhao came to find someone.

Zhao Pingchuan just bowed his hands together to the old monk who opened the door, and walked in.

In the small temple, Zhao Pingchuan said in a loud voice, "The old man from the Middle Earth is not far away, why don't you show up and see him!"

In the temple, in the main hall, which is the only one that can be called the main hall, a warm laughter came out, "It's natural for an old man to visit, but did this old man bring me tea or a sword?"

Zhao Pingchuan said with a smile, "That depends on whether you want a sword or tea."

In the Daxiong Palace, the man said loudly, "Come in, we can't avoid our meeting this time."

Zhao Pingchuan pushed open the door of the Great Hall of Great Heroes. In the dark Great Hall of Great Heroes, there is a statue of Shakyamuni Buddha enshrined. , you can't even recognize that it's a statue of Shakyamuni.

And in front of the statue of Shakyamuni, there is a man standing, wearing a black hoodie, carrying a travel bag, looking at the statue of Shakyamuni, as if he is a traveler.

Zhao Pingchuan took out a photo, looked at the photo, and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.

The person in the photo has a gentle appearance, fat cheeks, and the obvious appearance of an old cadre in an organization.

But the person in front of him, tall and thin, with a black hoodie and a travel bag, no matter how you look at it, he has a feeling of Zhang Qiling.

"People will change." The man turned around, "You must learn to look at everything from the perspective of development."

His facial features are not delicate, but he is very stubborn, especially between his eyebrows and eyes, giving people a paranoid feeling that he will not turn back if he does not bump into Nanshan.

Zhao Pingchuan looked at his face, who was only in his forties, and then at the face of the 60-year-old retired veteran cadre in the photo. He still couldn't believe that these two were the same person.

However, his appearance reminded Zhao Pingchuan of a long, long time ago.

That was the eve before he and the swineherd competed for the president.

Zhao Pingchuan didn't know if he could beat the swineherd, so he went to ask someone to tell his fortune.

Some people may say, isn't Zhao Pingchuan himself a fortune teller?

Yes, those who can make hexagrams do not count themselves, this is the rule.

The divination master who did the fortune-telling for Zhao Pingchuan charged Zhao Pingchuan 100 yuan, did the fortune-telling for him, and said that the success or failure was mixed.

Zhao Pingchuan felt that the other party was playing tricks, but the other party said that you won in the previous life and lost in the next life. This time, you are the winner in the first half of the round and the loser in the second half.

The result after that was that Zhao Pingchuan lost the first half of the round and became the vice president. In the second half of the round, the fisherman was attacked by dimension reduction, and he became the president himself.

Zhao Pingchuan looked at Director Liu in front of him, and said, "You said back then that I won the first half of the rounds and lost the second half."

Director Liu smiled lightly, "In the first half of the round, the swineherd became the chairman of the club. You appeared to be the second leader, but your prestige in the fishing club went straight to the leader. You are the real winner. You don't have to bear the troubles of the leader, but you want to Using the real power and benefits of the leader, this is a victory, a big victory!"

"In the second half of the round, the swineherd withdrew, and you were pushed to the top. On the surface, it seemed that you had won, but in fact, you lost miserably. Not only did you lose the benefits and benefits of being the top leader, but you were also forced to fight against the pressure. From you As the president until now, can one day be as comfortable as the first half?"

Zhao Pingchuan rubbed it, and took out 100 yuan from his hand, "Today I will do another calculation, and I will calculate the result of the Xisha Tomb!"

Looking at the 100 yuan, Liu Chengfeng did not go to pick it up, but paced back and forth, "You are from divination. You should do this kind of thing yourself. If you succeed in prophecy, divination will definitely make great progress. But with a little past, such an opportunity is very precious, and you should keep it for yourself."

Zhao Pingchuan took 100 yuan, "My divination has come to an end, but your divination is the source of the first, I am not as good as you."

Liu Chengfeng said, "You and I are both practitioners of divination. You and I should be clear that the so-called prophecy is just that the results are different when the pattern is different. There is no mysterious reason, and there is no magic trick."

"Yes." Zhao Pingchuan said, "The foundation of divination, in the final analysis, is the comprehension of secrets. The more secrets you know, the more accurate your predictions will be. It's like a small job assignment. The superior will always know the inferior As long as the layout is high enough, the world you see will be big enough, so where is your layout? Are you the driving force behind the Xisha Tomb!"

Facing Zhao Pingchuan's sharp question, Liu Chengfeng just smiled like a spring breeze.

Liu Chengfeng said, "I don't have a structure, and a pusher with a real structure will never make people think that he is a pusher."

Zhao Pingchuan said, "Please don't be a riddler anymore, we are colleagues, is the riddler interesting among colleagues?"

Liu Chengfeng closed his eyes, thoughtfully, "The Riddler?"

"No, we are just poor people who are intimidated by pushing hands and dare not tell the truth."

"People like you and me are the poorest guys. We know the cruelest truth, but we only dare to hide this ugly and cruel truth deep in our hearts and help the evildoers."

"But then again, poor people must have something to hate."

"The hateful thing about me and your hateful thing come from the same root, that is, we desperately want to climb up, but we always forget the harm we caused to the people behind us. When you dream of becoming immortal and immortal, but Have you ever thought about the damage done to the fishing club? Once the unified fishing club, you offered the tomb of the king in waves, causing the masters to wither, and the remaining masters entered Baiyujing, and the remaining people were leaderless. Under such circumstances, they are as strong as swineherds I can't help it anymore, the swineherd won't allow fishing to be ruined in his own hands, he can only risk resurrection, and the price of resurrection is to be captured by the Great Sleeping Buddha Temple!"

A faint starlight appeared on Liu Chengfeng's body, and the starlight released through the black hoodie rendered the dark and dilapidated Daxiong Palace.

Zhao Pingchuan looked at Liu Chengfeng, "You mean, the swineherd was put to sleep at the Buddhist Temple because of me?"

Liu Chengfeng said, "Isn't it?"

Zhao Pingchuan said, "Whether it's me or not, I just want to give the fishing club a bright future."

"You have a bright future!" Liu Chengfeng hit Zhao Pingchuan mercilessly, "Be selfish and put your own interests above the organization. There is a reason why you can't be the president! Even if you Back then, when you had enough mana, you obviously had the ability to summon more Zhanshen, but the most important reason why the God of War who came in the end was one less than the swineherd, Zhanshen is the immortal, and the immortal sees much farther than you."

Zhao Pingchuan laughed, "Okay, I admit, I was selfish and self-interested! I killed the swineherd! But so what! The life and death of the first president is unknown, and the second generation is full of chaos. It’s the third generation! If you really want to investigate, you have to start with the first-generation president! Do you dare to investigate the first-generation president?”

Liu Chengfeng fell silent, standing there with his eyes closed, the starlight around him quickly dispersed, creating a starry world around Zhao Pingchuan and himself.

At this moment, the two of them stood opposite each other, as if they were standing in the starry universe.

Zhao Pingchuan sighed, "It's boring to talk about the old rotten millet. Let's talk about the fortune telling this time. Help me do the calculation again. What is the final result of the Xisha Tomb!"

"it is good!"

Liu Chengfeng raised his hand, and the stars all over his body were twinkling. Behind him, the Big Dipper, the Southern Dipper, and the Jiuyao Star Chart released dazzling brilliance. Liu Chengfeng stood there like an ancient celestial master. Thousands of stars twinkle, and the galaxy flows forever...

A faint silver-white fairy light diffused from Liu Chengfeng's cheeks, and the halo converged on his pupils, and his pupils looked directly at Zhao Pingchuan's body, the liver in Zhao Pingchuan's body was replaced by stars, the stars changed, and the fate finally Appear.

Boom!

Thunder resounded!

After the thunder cleared, the starry sky disappeared, and neither did Liu Chengfeng.

With the breeze blowing, Zhao Pingchuan opened his eyes, and the temple he was in had been razed to the ground.

There was only one terrifying thunder pit with a radius of [-] meters emitting thick smoke!

Those who reveal the secrets of heaven will be struck by lightning!

is this real?
So, what is this secret?
Zhao Pingchuan turned his head, and on the ground behind him, dozens of big characters were lined up on the ground.

"Meeting thousands of miles is just fate."

"Bai Yujing goes to the Immortal's Sleep."

"All schools of thought are still here today."

"I don't see Qin Shihuang back then."

Zhao Pingchuan looked at those handwriting, and deeply imprinted those handwriting in his mind.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Singer rushed over in a hurry, "A thunderstorm was so big that it blew up the entire temple! The thunder is probably as thick as a truck!"

Zhao Pingchuan asked, "How about the monks in the temple?"

"It's okay!" Singer said, "We found them all before to prevent them from disturbing the master, but they escaped this disaster."

Zhao Pingchuan said, "Give them money and help them rebuild a temple."

"Yes!" Singer said, "Master, where are we going next?"

Zhao Pingchuan said, "I want to go back to the sect, you are here to develop well, and I will ask you to go to the ancestral land for a trial after a while."

"Thank you Master for the arrangement!"

"Singer must practice hard to strengthen my Fish God Society!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)