Super Monk

"Brother Zhao, let's go to Dongcheng railway station. My grandmother used to be an old employee of the railway station and lived near the railway station!" Tu Qingqing said.

"I'll take you there!" Zhao Fugui nodded. He didn't know the road of Linjiang city. After setting up the navigation of Mercedes Benz SUV, he drove to Linjiang Dongcheng railway station.

Linjiang city is a big mountain city. Part of the city is located in the basin. The rest of the city is on the hills. The hills are different. The roads in the city are high and low on the hills. Such cities are very rare in Central China. Most of the cities in Central China are flat, and few of them are built on rolling hills.

"Here it is

After a while, Zhao Fugui drove to Dongcheng railway station, which has a lot of people. There is no airport in Linjiang City, so he can't come by plane. Most people can only come by train, so there are a lot of people in the railway station.

"Brother Zhao, let's go!" Tu Qingqing and Chen Xueyi get out of the car and wave to Zhao Fugui. Then they walk to an old building not far from the street. It should be the staff dormitory building of the former railway station. Later, the converted house of the railway station is estimated to be sold to private owners. Tu Qingqing's grandparents live here.

"This mountain city is not small. If we blindly look for it, we may not be able to find the location of the Lingbao meeting. We have to think of other ways!" Zhao Fugui sat in the car and said to himself, then Zhao Fugui looked at the direction of the railway station and had an idea.

Linjiang city has no airport. If there are Zhenwu experts from other places to attend Lingbao conference, most of them will choose to come by train unless they are willing to drive for a long distance. Zhao Fugui didn't know where the Lingbao conference was held, but those experts who came from afar certainly knew.

Zhao Fugui looked at the crowd in front of the railway station, his eyes flashed and opened his eyes. Zhao Fugui's eyes could see the flow of vigorous Qi. As long as a master appeared, he could not escape Zhao Fugui's eyes.

"Qingqing, who is brother Zhao? Even the phone call that grandfather Wu told people to call was useless. Unexpectedly, as soon as the man recognized brother Zhao, he didn't dare to be presumptuous! " Chen Xueyi asked as she followed Tu Qingqing upstairs.

"I don't know. I only know that brother Zhao runs a martial arts school. He lives near my shop. I only know him when he comes to my house for dinner occasionally. But brother Zhao should be very good, or those people won't be so afraid of him!" Tu Qingqing shook her head and said.

While they were talking, they went upstairs. Most of the people living in the building were retired employees of the railway station. Many of them knew Tu Qingqing and said hello to her one after another.

"Qingqing, why didn't you tell your grandmother in advance when you came here today? Your grandmother left early in the morning. She said she was going to pick wild vegetables in the countryside. I'm afraid she won't be back until later in the afternoon! " An old lady saw Tu Qingqing, pushed the presbyopic glasses and said to her.

"Grandma went to the country?" Tu Qingqing and Chen Xueyi look at each other. They almost have an accident today. They don't dare to run around. Now that Tu Qingqing's grandmother is not at home, they can't play any more.

"What to do? Shall we go back now? " Chen Xueyi asked hesitantly.

"Let's go to find brother Zhao and be safe when we go back with him!" Tu Qingqing thought about it and said, then the two girls hurried downstairs. They didn't know if Zhao Fugui had left. If they had left, they would be in trouble.

Sitting in a Mercedes Benz, Zhao Fugui was watching the flow of people at the railway station. After a few minutes, he saw a fierce warrior with a big bag on his back.

"Master banbu? There are some medicinal materials with aura in the bag. He must have come to attend the Lingbao meeting! " Zhao Fugui saw that the warrior began to stop the car, and immediately started the Benz.

There are many taxis outside the railway station. As soon as he reaches for his hand, a taxi comes. After he gets into the taxi, he drives to the city. Zhao Fugui slowly drives a Mercedes Benz SUV to follow him.

"Brother Zhao, brother Zhao!" As soon as Tu Qingqing and Chen Xueyi ran out, they saw Zhao Fugui's SUV driving out. The two girls waved, but Zhao Fugui didn't pay attention to this side. It was too far away, and he didn't hear anyone calling him.

"Brother Zhao is gone!"

"Stop a taxi and follow him!" Chen Xueyi waved to a taxi. The taxi came to take them and kept up with the Mercedes Benz SUV.

Zhao Fugui followed nawuzhe's taxi all the way to the city. Ten minutes later, the taxi stopped. Nawuzhe got out of the taxi and soon disappeared behind a street. Zhao Fugui stopped his Benz and followed him.

"Brother Zhao got out of the car, follow up quickly!" Tu Qingqing and Chen Xueyi see Zhao Fugui parking, also quickly let the taxi stop with the past.

Zhao Fugui chased him to the alley behind the street. Just before he entered, the ordinary looking warrior was waiting for him in the alley.

"Brother, what are you doing with me? You can't move my things. Don't trouble yourself The warrior stares at Zhao Fugui coldly, pats the bag on his back and says coldly.

"I'm not interested in your bag. Do you come to Jiangcheng to attend Lingbao conference?" Zhao Fugui shook his head and said that he must have followed too closely just now, so he was found by the warrior. I'm afraid the warrior thought that Zhao Fugui was a pickpocket in Linjiang city and wanted to move his bag.To Zhao Fugui, the medicinal materials in this martial arts bag are nothing, but if they fall into the hands of ordinary people, they will be worth millions at least. However, with only a few million worth of medicinal materials, he wants to attend the Lingbao conference. It seems that he is not well off. Not every family in Zhenwu circle can control a listed company as easily as the Sikong family.

The Presbyterian Council of Zhenwu circle strictly forbids the warriors of Zhenwu circle to show their saints in front of people. Naturally, the big families do not have a big bird in Presbyterian society, but ordinary people do not. As a result, some warriors who have no strong background and are not masters are just the level of the little rich. Even in Zhenwu circle, only the children of some large and medium-sized families are extremely generous.

"Do you know Lingbao convention?" The pupil of this martial arts person fiercely shrinks, alert of ask a way. Every year, there are some people who do not have the resources to exchange for Lingbao in the Lingbao conference. They ambush near the Lingbao conference and directly attack some warriors to seize materials. The real martial arts circle is more cruel than the outside world.

"Take me to the Lingbao meeting, and this will be yours!" Zhao Fugui shakes his hand and throws a spirit stone. He says lightly.