The golden light spell at the beginning, I was exposed by the school flower live broadcast

Chapter 69 The great good man in the wicked heap, the great wicked man in the good man heap

"Now?"

Jiang Fan was taken aback when he saw the entrustment.

Normally, he would be happy to have a level [-] boss to gain experience.

Now is the time to earn experience?
"Yes."

Zhong Guowei was convinced, after all, this was the director's arrangement.

He has worked with the director for many years, and he believes that the director is not such a disrespectful person, so he has his reasons for letting Jiang Fan go.

"By the way, take this."

"Row."

Jiang Fan seemed to have vaguely guessed something, and without asking any further questions, he took the black box and left the Lingguan Bureau.

When he started the car, a figure followed quietly at the high point opposite the door of the Lingguan Bureau.

Now, Jin Zhuoyan, who had just returned to the conference room, was completely stunned.

Why, when I was pouring a cup of tea, I took another one?
WDNMD?

Meanwhile, an apartment building in the downtown area.

It's not too far from the Spiritual Management Bureau, and it takes 10 minutes to 10 minutes to walk.

Those who can live in this place are usually social animals who work from [-] to [-]. After all, it is in the city center and the transportation is very convenient.

I went out early in the morning on time, and returned home with a tired body at five in the afternoon, and even some hair was bald.

The life of social animals is so simple and unpretentious.

Bu Xingshan lived in this place.

He has a daughter, ten years old, who is very cute.

Every time Bu Xingshan is full of hostility, he feels relieved after seeing his daughter.

This seemed to be his only light in this dark world.

Three years ago, at that time, Bu Xingshan was still working in the General Administration of Spiritual Management in the Imperial City.

Different from now, there are many ghosts and ghosts in the imperial capital, and the population base is also large. At that time, he worked hard, and every time he worked overtime was even worse than Jiang Fan now.

Divorced in the early years, he can only put that hostility into work.

Many times when solving supernatural events, "ordinary people" were killed by mistake.

But he didn't explain too much. After all, killing is killing, just admit it.

After all, those people would endanger others, and he just wanted to minimize the number of people injured.

But the emperor is different, the water is deep.

Moreover, in the Spiritual Management Bureau, his style and means of doing things were rejected by many colleagues.

Together with his daughter, he was called the 'killer's daughter' by his classmates at school.

He was even bullied and bullied by his senior classmates. When he returned home, he had many wounds on his body.

Slowly, his daughter became tired of studying and became autistic.

The psychiatrist said that long-term care is needed to cure his daughter's mental illness.

Girls at this age, if they do not have the correct guidance from their parents, it is easy to cause a distorted psychology, and if it is serious, it will cause self-abuse or suicidal tendencies.

Only then did Bu Xingshan realize that working so hard was just to escape that painful memory and numb his nerves.

If there is no daughter, his world will collapse.

Therefore, he worked hard to get rid of his stinking problems and became a slave to his daughter.

Nothing big happened.

So I was transferred to a strange city, and I sent my daughter to school before the morning shift, and picked her up at the school gate after get off work on time.

That's why he leaves work on time.

After changing the environment, Bu Xingshan also felt very relieved to see his daughter much more cheerful.

He also looked away, work is nothing more than eating and drinking, and the most important thing is for his daughter to be happy.

The past in his heart seems to have been dusty, but today, a knock on the door seems to be ready to reveal the memory he doesn't want to recall.

"Senior brother, long time no see."

When Bu Xingshan opened the door, he saw a handsome monk appearing in front of the door.

Although the monk's robe is a bit worn out, it is very clean and tidy.

Just now he was teaching his daughter to do math problems, and he himself was frowning, but when he saw the monk, his face became even uglier.

"You dare to appear here?"

Bu Xingshan was obviously not very friendly to his junior who joined the Demon Worship Sect.

If his daughter wasn't at home, he might have done it directly.

Although it counts as overtime, it doesn't matter so much at this time.

"The world is messing with people, and my brother has no choice but to ask for something from my brother so that I can go back to work."

When the two met, it seemed like a lifetime away.

Bu Xingshan, who has always killed people with blood on his hands, unexpectedly joined the Lingguan Bureau.

Ye Xingkong, who has always been saving the suffering and saving the world, unexpectedly joined the Demon Worship Sect.

It's ironic.

In that supernatural event, Bu Xingshan was kicked out of the school by his master, and Ye Xingkong disappeared.

Ye Xingkong's identity is not simple.

Like Bu Xingshan, he is a buddha cultivator and a closed disciple under the seat of the eminent monk Deyuan.

Among the three thousand disciples of Da Guangming Buddhist Temple, although they started late, they had a high status.

It is said to be the reincarnation of 'Arhat', known as the contemporary Buddha.

Back then, five of their senior brothers were entrusted to eliminate spiritual disasters.

That battle was going smoothly, but an accident occurred in the middle, resulting in 3 deaths, 1 serious injury and 1 missing.

Although both of them were at fault, if Ye Xingkong disappeared, it would be tantamount to taking the blame for Bu Xingshan's guilt.

After the eminent monk Deyuan knew the truth, he had no choice but to expel Bu Xingshan from his sect.

"No, go away."

"Brother, why are you making things difficult for me, I don't want to do anything."

Ye Xingkong sighed for a while, he is a Buddhist cultivator, and he doesn't want to increase the number of killings in vain.

Just when Bu Xingshan was about to sternly refuse, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

"Dad, have you solved this math problem? Hey, who is this uncle monk?"

Bu Yao, who was only ten years old, came out wearing cute pink slippers.

The big round eyes are staring at the big bald head opposite his father.

"Amitabha, I am your father's friend."

Ye Xingkong said with a smile on his face, that kind of kindness can make people feel like a spring breeze.

"Hi Uncle Monk, my name is Bu Yao."

Bu Yao also saluted very politely.

"Bu Yao is good, Uncle Monk has nothing for you, you can take this string of prayer beads and treat it as a greeting gift."

With that said, Ye Xingkong took out the Buddhist beads in his hand and handed them to Bu Yao.

"Thank you, Uncle Monk, but my father said that you can't take things from strangers."

Bu Yao's family education is good.

Since she came out of the haze and communicated with her father, she remembered many common sense that his father taught her.

But this time, Bu Xingshan said uncharacteristically, "Take it, thank you uncle."

"Oh, thank you Uncle Monk."

After Bu Yao got the Buddhist beads, Bu Xingshan drove him into the room.

Then Bu Xingshan took out a black box and handed it to Ye Xingkong.

"Forget it for you."

Ye Xingkong was about to thank him.

bang.

The door is closed.

After getting the things, Ye Xingkong sighed.

My senior brother, it still hasn't changed.

Just as he turned to leave, the door suddenly opened again.

Ye Xingkong thought that his senior brother had something to do, so he turned around and looked over.

Seeing that, Bu Xingshan's wrinkled old face said embarrassingly:

"Junior brother, do you know how to solve math problems?"

Ye Xingkong thought about it seriously for a while, after all, monks don't tell lies.

"Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division within ten are all on my shoulders."

"Go away!"

　I have written several versions, but they are all a bit heavy. After all, everyone reads this book to have fun, to have fun, and to relax, so I used this version.

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