I Became an Anonymous Boss

Relying on the brutal growth of the market economy first, fattening the capitalists, looking back at the end of the development, the horse is not honest, always thinking about squeezing the land and the red apricots out of the wall, just go ahead with a few bans, a set of financial regulatory policies is not enough , and then swung the anti-monopoly law with the backhand and slapped it on the face, it would always scrape off a few catties of flesh.

Hey man, I'm direct man, is this the official wisdom?

Before leaving, Bai Taki chatted with the county magistrate about Huju Town.

"Lanting." The old county magistrate stroked his beard and sighed: "It's really a nostalgic name. I was also a student who went to Lanting to observe calligraphy in the past. It has been more than ten years since the fire. After that, Lan Ting disappeared, and many scholars feel heartbroken."

"Is there no result of the investigation?"

"Investigated, but there is no result. Although many people died, after the fire, there are no traces. What can we do?" Now...the Longpan Ridge is not very peaceful recently, Huju Mountain is not allowed to go up the mountain at night."

"Why? There are a lot of people working on the Huju mountain at night?"

"Ah."

"Ok?"

"Actually, it's because a lot of people disappeared. It didn't happen recently, but it lasted for a long time. This is a mountainous area. Occasionally, it is inevitable that some people get lost in the deep mountains and old forests. A few people disappear every year, but this or two The number of people has increased a lot over the years, and the old man has asked the village sages and the village elders to talk and advise people not to go to the mountains, but the number of missing people is still increasing." The county magistrate touched the handrail: "In the past six months, there have been dozens of people. They all disappeared in Longpan Ridge, and most of them are outsiders."

"Missing?" Bai Taki asked, "There should be people from the quack among them."

"It's better to say that most of the missing people are from Jianghu." The county magistrate said: "Although I don't want to admit it, there may be evil spirits appearing."

"Xiexi...can you tell me in detail?" Bai Taki's DNA moved, there are wild monsters, and experience points!

"In the past, some monks and qi trainers from certain sects of cultivating immortals came here and said that there must be evil spirits in the Huju Mountain, with strong yin energy. The old man didn't take it seriously at the time. Who would have thought that the Taoist priest said that he would go and see it, but he didn't see it when he went. After coming back, a few more Qi trainers came from this sect, and they said they wanted to have a look, and one came back, already a disabled person." The county magistrate said, "And then, a few more came..."

"Is it over?" Bai Taki complained, "How many waves of people have come?"

"It seems to be five times, the last time about seven or eight people came, among them was a qi trainer in his eighties, all of them were not weak. "The county magistrate said: "Then there is no more..."

"The gourd baby saved grandpa? This is it." Bai Taki put his hand on his forehead, one wave after another, hitting the little ones and getting old, giving away so many experience points for nothing, is there a protagonist squatting here?

Bai Taki asked again: "The county magistrate, haven't you thought about what to do?"

"What can I do? I'm also desperate." The county magistrate said: "The old man is just an ordinary person. After entering the imperial court, the imperial court said that it would send Qi trainers from Si Tianjian, I can only hope that the Qi trainers who come this time will be more reliable, and it would be best if they could send someone in green or red."

Si Tianjian is an official Qi trainer sect, which accepts Qi trainers from the private sector, who can contribute to the luck of the imperial court and does not require hard work, and belongs to the Fulong sect.

As for Si Tian's supervisors, there are about three grades, the yellow ones are the lowest, the green ones are next, the red ones are higher, and the black ones are the highest level, and they are for big and small supervision.

Jianzheng represents Jindan's Qi training practice, and its grade is equivalent to that of a warrior in the Heavenly King Realm, but the grade does not represent combat power, there are strong and weak, and there are specializations in skills.

No matter how strong a warrior is, there is no way for the little tadpole to find his mother, but a Qi practitioner can trace back to the source based on blood and luck, and check whether the tadpole's mother is cheating. This is called professional ability.

In case of encountering any evil spirits, not only can the evil spirits be sent away happily on the spot, but also a ritual ceremony can be performed on the spot to earn an extra fee.

The old county magistrate continued: "However, speaking of which, even though Lan Ting was destroyed, at least a trace of incense remained."

"A trace of incense, you mean someone is still alive?" Bai Taki looked at Lan Xiangxue without any trace.

Lan Xiangxue was a little surprised. No one would know that she was still alive. She had never revealed this. When she was picked up by the killer organization, she didn't know what her family background was. Later, she checked her memory Only then did I realize that I came from such a big family.

The old county magistrate replied quickly: "That's right, Lan Ting's last bloodline is in Panlong Villa."

Lan Xiangxue frowned: "Where is Panlong Villa?"

Bai Taki said: "I've heard that Panlong Mountain Villa is also famous in the Jianghu. A hundred years ago, the masters who came out of the Heavenly King Realm were listed on the earth list. They were once in the limelight, but the martial arts family maintained by blood ties, It has not yet reached the level of a thousand-year-old family, but it has a lot of major industries. The Panlong Sword is a very suitable initial weapon for ordinary warriors, and the Panlong Soft Armor is also something that many people like to wear..."

For example myself.

Yes, as a freshman who just entered the rivers and lakes, I need a soft armor to save my life, which is very reasonable.

Lan Xiangxue said: "Lanting is Lanting, why is it connected with Panlong Villa?"

The county magistrate said: "It is said that the two are family friends. As early as after the Lanting fire, the owner of Panlong Villa found Lan Nianyao, the last blood of the Lan family. For Murong Nianyao..."

Bai Taki was startled: "Murong Nianyao?"

Xiuyu's eyes widened - could it be your concubine again?

Bai Taki was stunned: "Nonsense, what are you thinking about, girl? If she is a woman, she must be an acquaintance of mine? Murong Nianyao's name is taboo, not only I know? Everyone in the world knows that she is the tenth in the rouge list, second only to Tianxiang Pavilion Chu Jingjing."

He didn't know that Murong Nianyao actually claimed to be Lan Ting's blood?

This is... very interesting...

Holding his cheek with one hand, Bai Taki narrowed his eyes: "Where is this Panlong Villa?"

The county magistrate said: "It's not too far in Panlong Ridge. You guys, walk around Panlong Ridge. It will take about three days."

Shirataki asked: "Is there no way to go?"

"Only Huju Mountain can be walked. The other mountains are full of cliffs and cliffs. The plank road is too steep and dangerous. If you accidentally fall into the valley, I also walked through it when I was young. It was really... almost falling into the abyss Can't survive."

The county magistrate talked about him from left to right.

But people are old and smart, the old county magistrate saw that Bai Taki still planned to walk through the mountains, and persuaded him: "Mount Huju is now a mountain of death, whoever enters will not be able to get out, young man, I advise you to take care of yourself .”

He sighed: "I said the same thing to the Qi practitioners before they went, but they didn't stop them. They were all energetic and good guys. It's a pity that they didn't see them. Build a tombstone without words."

"Ah, this..." Bai Taki said, "I can't do without words."

"Wouldn't it be even worse if there were no characters (tombstone)?" The old county magistrate said, "Young man, life is not something to throw away!"

After a while, the three left the Yamen.

Shirataki stretched himself facing the noon sun, and asked, "What do you think? Are you going up the mountain? This is a mountain of death."

Lan Xiangxue said: "I really want to know who this Murong Nianyao is...so I don't want to wait a day."

Xiuyu Sanwu's little face showed disdain - children are afraid of ghosts!

Three to zero, unanimous vote.

"Then we will climb the mountain today."

Someone Bai smiled wildly and evilly.

I like the Mountain of Death, demons and ghosts, evil spirits and so on. These are all experience points that can run everywhere.

……

It's getting late.

Bai Jun'er hummed a ditty and walked through the path built under the shade of trees in the mountains.

It was originally a difficult road, but it was flat under her feet, and many bushes and entangled branches were naturally separated.

She easily walked through a hidden path between the mountain walls, walked through the gurgling stream, and soon came to an antique building, looking at the exterior wall that was still covered with emerald green creepers in winter, and some faded plaques , and the vermilion gate.

She stretched out her hand and opened the door, shouting loudly: "—I'm back——!"

There was a roar in the mountains and forests, and there were countless birds in surprise. As the sound spread, it seemed that something was rushing towards the mountains.

……

It was getting late, and there was a touch of blue at the end of the dusk-colored road, and a man in Tsing Yi stepped into Huju Town.

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Castle Peak Road, Tsing Yi people.

A young man in a blue shirt stepped into Huju Town.

His person is cold, his heart is cold, his hands are cold, his blood is cold...

In winter, it's normal to be cold.

Although they are all cold, but he is not cold, that is, his body temperature is a little low. This is a natural cold constitution, and his hands and feet are easy to get cold in hot weather.

The young man raised his head, glanced at this somewhat famous town, and then glanced back at the gloomy and cold Huju Mountain.

There was no fluctuation in his heart, and he even gave a faint sneer.

I thought that the place where a Qi practitioner's sect could be destroyed would be a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

But looking at this evil spirit, it seems that it is nothing special. If you die, you will be a monster with a cultivation base of a hundred years. I don't know if it has reached the transformation stage.

——Such a trivial matter actually arranged for me to come?

The young man originally wanted to scold him like this, but he had to agree to the order given by his superiors.

As a Qi trainer of the imperial court's Tianjian, his career establishment must be suitable.

Migrant workers, migrant workers, migrant workers are all human beings...

The young man's surname is Zheng and his name is Shenxu. He has three brothers and sisters in his family. He is the youngest, so he is also called Zheng Yao.

When he was a child, he always thought that his name was well obtained, he was cautious and modest, but he didn't know why his physical fitness was a little weak since he was a child.

Parents like to call him Xiaoyao, but every time he says solemnly—please call me Shenxu.

Zheng Shenxu is close to [-] years old this year, he has a good family background, his mother is from a scholarly family, and his father is a wealthy businessman.

According to the usual life trajectory, he should go to school. If he doesn't pass the exam, he can also consider becoming a lawyer or a doctor.

But he had a convulsion once in a while, and secretly ran away from home when he was thirteen years old. The reason was that he finally understood the deep malice behind the word "Shenxu".

By chance, he overheard his parents talking, and only then learned that his name was because his mother was strong and his father supported the wall. His father quietly hid from his mother for half a month, and the two words he uttered the longest became his name.

Zheng Shenxu left in a rage.

He went five kilometers away.

Then I found a job, sweeping floors for people.

And the place where he swept the floor was just in front of Sitianjian's official office. Later, because of his weak body and excessive sweeping force, he fainted at the door of Sitianjian. At the same time, the root bone was measured conveniently.

So...he became Jianzheng's registered disciple.

At the age of thirteen, he formally practiced qi. It only took him two years to enter the hall, and then he was promoted to Tsing Yi in less than five years, breaking the record of the fastest promotion of Si Tianjian. Now he is the most promising red-clothed person under the age of [-]. one of the candidates.

People have lived to this extent, it is still possible to flutter appropriately.

Zheng Shenxu didn't say he was defiant, but at his age and his level of cultivation, he was undoubtedly the number one member of Si Tianjian's younger generation, enough to look down on many old bastards.

Except for the Qi practitioners in the overseas fairy mountains, whoever mentions his name can't give a thumbs up?

Hey, that's what I want.

After all, ordinary people will never understand his pain.

From childhood to more than ten years old, whenever he proudly announced his name, the others had an expression of 'remembering something happy'.

He was still kept in the dark, didn't know about it, and was even proud of it for more than ten years.