National Cultivation: My Body Can Cultivate Itself

Chapter 17 Why do I need so much paper for nothing?
If this evil thing needs to use courier to kill people, then it is most convenient to control a courier company.

Xu Changfeng walked out of the office and continued to unpack the goods at the site.

He wants to see how many of these shoes are evil.

By the way, call Ling Menglu, the law enforcement should have found him, right?

"Xu Changfeng, I have something to talk to you about." Ling Menglu said.

"I also have something to ask you. There is something wrong with my company, and some express delivery has evil spirits."

Xu Changfeng quickly said: "Someone has died due to evil spirits, can you bring Wang Chengyang to enforce the law?"

"Your company also has them?" Ling Menglu asked in surprise.

"What is it called?" Xu Changfeng was stunned: "Besides Dongfeng, there are other express companies, and something happened?"

"Well, the company next to you, Da Yun and Datong, have problems."

Ling Menglu said in a condensed voice: "Now we are working on the practice of the whole people again. The Law Enforcement Bureau is short of manpower. Even I have been hired as a temporary worker."

"Insufficient manpower? What about my side?" Xu Changfeng frowned.

The Law Enforcement Bureau is short of manpower, and they have started to hire temporary workers, so who will handle his affairs?

"Your side, I'll come and have a look tomorrow." Ling Menglu said, "I have something to do, hang up first."

Doodle
Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Xu Changfeng's expression became serious.

"Your body fell into panic when it heard that the Law Enforcement Bureau was left alone, and that no one came to deal with the evil things."

"Promising point!" Xu Changfeng's face darkened, and he said, "At any rate, we have also reached the third-level realm, which is equivalent to a third-level evil."

This strength is not considered weak. Generally, third-level evil things can't hurt them, so why panic?
"Your body thinks that level three is too weak, but there is a powerful level nine evil outside."

"It's not that bad." Xu Changfeng sighed softly, and said, "Don't worry, if there is any danger, I will give you control over your body, and you can escape as you please."

"Your body is a little relieved."

Xu Changfeng: "..."

If it wasn't for his own body, he would really look down on this worthless thing.

How cowardly!

Continue to unpack the express delivery and take apart all of Mr. Zhu's shoes.

At the back, he had given up the scissors and tore it open by hand, which was faster.

All the shoes were disassembled and five pairs of faulty shoes were found.

Put away these shoes and take them to your office, and let the workers reseal the packaging if there is no problem.

He wrote the word Dongfeng on the package of the inspected shoes.

Although these shoes are fine, he still doesn't want to send them out. He will wait until he meets Mr. Zhu tonight.

the other side.

Inside the Law Enforcement Bureau.

Ling Menglu hung up the phone, Lao Zhang held the teacup in one hand, and said calmly: "My good apprentice, did the second brother agree?"

"I forgot to tell him that his company has something to do." Ling Menglu then remembered that she had something to do with Xu Changfeng.

"It doesn't need Xu Changfeng's consent, the Taoist priest agrees."

Wang Chengyang came over and said enthusiastically: "Master Daoist, I think that this time in TS City, the ambassador of national cultivation must be you."

"That's right, look at Taoist Priest's immortal demeanor, he looks like an expert, just go to this stop, who doesn't say a word about being an expert?"

A young law enforcement officer came over and said excitedly: "Moreover, the Taoist priest is very capable, and he can also lead those newcomers to practice and teach them."

"Teaching?" Lao Zhang looked happy, and said excitedly: "Preaching?"

"Preaching?" Wang Chengyang pondered: "The Taoist priest can be called that. Teaching them to practice is indeed preaching and receiving karma. It's just that it will be hard for the Taoist priest in this way."

"It's not hard, it's not hard. The old Taoist wants to preach the world all his life, which is exactly what the old Taoist wants." Lao Zhang said, paused, and then said: "Will you pay more?"

"Increase, definitely increase the salary!" Wang Chengyang said with certainty: "As long as the Taoist priest agrees, the monthly salary will be at least [-]."

"Eight thousand?" Old Zhang's eyes lit up: "My second brother only has that much."

Ling Menglu looked at the three of them, and couldn't help but said, "Think about it, Lao Zhang has something wrong with him."

Lao Zhang turned his head and glared at him: "What's wrong with the old man? The old man is in good health, so what's the problem? Disciple, are you jealous of the [-] monthly salary for being a teacher?"

Ling Menglu: "..."

I'm jealous of your monthly salary of [-]?

My income is much higher than yours, okay? !
"Come on, Taoist priest, let's go to shoot a video, and by the way, tell me how you killed the evil thing last night." Wang Chengyang said.

"The old man didn't kill that evil thing, it was killed by the second brother." Old Zhang corrected.

"Okay, tell me how you and your second brother killed each other."

Wang Chengyang didn't believe it at all, it was Xu Changfeng who killed him himself: "By the way, Taoist priest, Ling Menglu is your apprentice?"

"Of course, it's a pity that her talent is too poor. After paying the apprenticeship fee, she can only be a registered disciple." Old Zhang said.

Ling Menglu sighed deeply as she watched them leave.

She never expected that Wang Chengyang would choose Lao Zhang to promote cultivation.

However, Lao Zhang's appearance is really good.

"Daoist, can you show it again, can you count your fingers?" Wang Chengyang said expectantly.

"This... have you broken the golden core?" Old Zhang turned to look at the young law enforcement beside him.

"Golden pill? I've only crushed stones." The young law enforcement officer said blankly.

He is a third-level cultivator, how could he have a golden core?

"That's it. You had already cultivated the golden core at that time, but unfortunately, it was broken." Old Zhang said regretfully.

Young Law Enforcement: "??"

Is this, something is wrong?

Time passed, and it was five o'clock in the afternoon.

Xu Changfeng called Lao Zhang, and it was Wang Chengyang who connected: "Daozhang Zhang is very busy, I will let you know when I am done, goodbye!"

Xu Changfeng: "??"

What is Lao Zhang busy with, exchanging evil things for money, now?

The Law Enforcement Bureau should be in charge, right?
Xu Changfeng rode his electric car and headed for Mr. Zhu's villa.

Mr. Zhu's villa is seven kilometers away from his community, and the surrounding area is relatively remote.

As we move forward, there are fewer and fewer vehicles on the road, the surrounding area is getting quieter, and the vegetation on the roadside has also increased.

Tianshuiyuan, villa complex, building six.

"Your body felt the evil energy and fell into a panic."

Xu Changfeng ignored the panic in his body and rang the doorbell.

click
The door opened, and a middle-aged man with a paunchy bald head and a face as pale as paper laughed and said, "Xiao Xu, come in quickly."

"Your body feels the second-level evil, and the panic has decreased a little, but you still can't be careless."

Second level evil?

In Mr. Zhu, or is it Mr. Zhu?
Xu Changfeng remained calm, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhu has made a lot of money in the past few days."

"Hahaha, Xiao Xu, come here." Mr. Zhu laughed heartily, and led Xu Changfeng into the living room in high spirits.

When I came to the living room, I didn't know what was piled up on the coffee table, and it was covered with a black cloth.

"Xiao Xu, guess what's on the coffee table?" Mr. Zhu laughed.

Xu Changfeng murmured, "A tragedy?"

Mr. Zhu hesitated, and said with a smile: "You are really funny, watch it, don't blink, feel the shock."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and tore away the black cloth, revealing a boxy pile of white paper on the tea table!
"Look, it's all money, intoxicating money!"

Mr. Zhu lay down on the white paper on the coffee table almost madly, and picked up a stack: "Do you want it?"

"In no mood!"

You frankly put a bunch of blank papers and tell me about money, which shocked me?
What do I need so much paper for?
(End of this chapter)