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Chapter 77 What a headache, knowing too much is not good

"The No. [-] Floor in the World is the No. [-] Killer Alliance in the World. They have killed people. So far, no one has survived except Qian Jibian, the master of the Da Zi Zai Immortal Palace."

A wise light flashed in Mr. Ma's eyes.

"You are a god descended from the sky. You are unparalleled in style. Every word you utter will shake the heavens and the earth. You also obviously have the air of a saint. I just don't know it, but you can be sure to avoid the assassination of the first floor in the world."

Yang Chen got up and asked Mr. Ma for advice.

"Dare to ask, if the assassination of the first floor of the world is not successful, will you continue to send people to assassinate me, and want to avoid the assassination of the first floor of the world, is there any way?"

Yang Chen didn't understand many things in this era.

Especially the various organizations hidden in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Mr. Ma is the richest man in Weicheng, he is a businessman in the world, but he knows many mysteries better than ordinary people.

This time, Yang Chen asked Mr. Ma for information about the No. [-] Building in the World.

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy can help you win a hundred battles.

Mr. Ma is an old man with a clear understanding of the world. Naturally, he could see Yang Chen's hidden meaning at a glance, and couldn't help but nodded in admiration.

Ordinary young people, when they hear that an organization like No. [-] Building is going to deal with them, most of them are trembling and at a loss.

What's more, I couldn't bear the strong pressure and fear and chose to self-destruct.

People like Yang Chen, who are calm and steady, step by step, and plan to use their strength to kill the killers who came to assassinate him from the first floor of the world, are very few.

"The First Building in the World has gone through thousands of years of ups and downs, even longer than the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty conquered the world and made great achievements. He also wanted to uproot the First Building in the World, but the whereabouts of the First Building in the World Secretive and difficult to eradicate.”

Yang Chen's complexion was a little ugly.

This is a killer organization that even the founding ancestor of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the world's number one immortal master could not eradicate.

On my own, I don't know if I can avoid round after round of assassinations.

"Although the whereabouts of the first floor in the world are secret, after all, after thousands of years, there are still some clues left behind. Their leader is called the landlord, and there are eight god-killing assassins under their seats. Each god-killing assassin is in charge of one side, and the god-killing assassin Below that, there are emperor-level, emperor-level, king-level, code-named killers, first-class killers, etc."

"The strength of their landlord is unfathomable, and the eight-party god-killing assassin legend also has the peerless ability to kill gods and immortals. As for the assassins of all levels under their seats, they also have their own unique skills, which is hard to guard against."

"Once they receive a mission, they will never give up until they complete the mission. Every time a killer comes, a bell will ring before killing someone."

Yang Chen was very shocked.

It never occurred to me that a killer organization would actually have such a background, and there would be a top master who could kill gods and immortals hiding in it.

The more I know, the more I feel that it is not easy to avoid the assassination of the first floor of the world.

"Old Ma, No. [-] Floor under Heaven didn't succeed this time, next time, it won't be a killer who will kill me directly, right?"

Ma Lao shook his head and said with a smile, "Don't worry about this, I've already asked people to find out, someone paid a thousand dollars to buy your head on the first floor of the world."

"It's just a thousand pieces of gold. We won't let the real masters of the first floor in the world be dispatched. Those who are dispatched are all low-level killers under the first-rate masters."

"Okay, let's not talk about this today. You don't know that people talk more when they are old. Compared with when they were young, they are more sentimental."

"For my whole life, besides the weeping willows in the garden, I also like the lotus in the pond in front of the lotus pavilion. I have sought out many great talents to write articles about lotus, but I have never been satisfied. Today I met You are such a great talent, I must not let it go, and I must leave some ink treasures."

It is still the end of winter and the beginning of spring, the pond is not frozen, the clear water flows slowly, and there are many withered lotus leaves and lotus roots in it.

At first glance, it is very depressed.

Yang Chen stood up, glanced at the lotus pond, and smiled wryly, "Mr. Ma, you are embarrassing. How can I do things that other great talents can't do?"

Ma Lao was as calm as before, and laughed, "That's not necessarily true. Many people have difficulty writing a poem that can be famous through the ages, but you are full of beautiful articles, even if you are a god. I am so amazed by it, I lowered my divine voice and recited it, so that it will be spread all over the world.”

"You must not refuse. Be sure to write a good article. Poetry is fine. After all, during the big exam, poetry is important, but the text is the most important thing. Only from the article can you see What is the talent of a person?"

"If you can write a lotus flower article, you will surely be famous in the world and admired by the world. Even if you die, you can also become a god after death."

"Don't you know that there are two kinds of deaths in human beings. The first kind of death is the cessation of breathing, and the second kind of death is that no one in this world will read your name anymore. As long as your reputation is still circulating, you will live forever In the hearts of the world, become an immortal god."

Hearing Ma Lao's words, Yang Chen's heart moved.

I probably understand the meaning of what Ma Lao said.

Looking at it like this, Mr. Ma always has to look at his true talent before deciding whether to help him or not.

After all, to deal with a killer organization like the No. [-] Building in the World, one needs to pay a huge price.

As a businessman, when paying the price, he would naturally think, is it worth paying such a price?
Either way!

Some things are destined to be unavoidable.

Now that Yang Chen has practiced the Taoist scriptures, he has already seen everything through his mind.

He has the most knowledge in the world, and he is destined to slowly spread this knowledge in this world.

Rather than saying that he is Wen Chaogong, it is better to say that he is a disseminator of culture.

Spreading culture and clarifying the world is only good for the world, and Yang Chen can naturally get the blessing of great luck in the dark.

People with good fortune are blessed by the heaven and the earth, and when they come, the heaven and the earth will help each other, so naturally they can do whatever they want.

Thinking of this, Yang Chen turned around the lotus pond.

Stepping lightly, thinking deeply.

In my mind, I kept churning.

Many poems and articles about lotus flowers kept appearing in Yang Chen's mind.

There are lotus in the south of the Yangtze River, lotus leaves in He Tiantian, fish playing in the lotus leaves, fish playing in the east of lotus leaves, fish playing in the west of lotus leaves...
There are green lotuses covering green water, and hibiscus covered with red and fresh. There are parallel lotus roots on the bottom, and parallel lotuses on the top...
After all, in the mid-June of the West Lake, the scenery is not the same as that of the four seasons; the lotus leaves are boundless in the sky, and the lotus flowers are red in the sun...

There are also southeast Xingsheng, three Wu metropolises, and Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. Yanliu painted bridges, wind curtains and emerald curtains, with 10 households. , Competitive luxury. Heavy lakes stacked in Qingjia. There are three autumn osmanthus, ten miles of lotus. Qiang pipes make the sky clear, water chestnuts sing in the night, hee hee fishing for old people and lotus babies. .In the future, the picture will be beautiful, and I will return to Fengchi to praise...

Throughout the ages, there are countless poems and articles about lotus.

Knowing too much is not good either.

As for which one to write, Yang Chen also had a headache.

(End of this chapter)