Chapter 330 Gonggong? (Thanks to Mingyue Road Fleeting Years Rewards)

in a car.

Zhang Hao finally received the news from the museum owner.

But for some reason, it seemed to be an illusion. He saw some kind of difficulty in gnashing his teeth in those six short words, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Thinking of the words of Zhang Ruosu's ancestor, no matter how difficult it was, Zhang Hao felt that he had to bite the bullet and pass. .

To be honest, it turns out that he really likes to go around those old neighborhoods.

Especially after handling the case, it is not as bustling and lively as the new urban area, but the solid road surface, the thick old trees on both sides, and the slow and lazy atmosphere can make people with his profession relax from the heart , whether eating a boxed meal in the car or squatting under a tree to smoke a cigarette.

When people come, put out the cigarette butts, and then walk away with a sorry smile.

It can give people a sense of relaxation from the heart, unloading the burden.

Well, it used to be like this.

Now he would rather stay in the office than go to that old street.

When did it start?

Alas, since I met the owner of the guard.

The atmosphere over there always feels more and more heavy.

Zhang Hao sighed, pinched his cigarette, and stepped on the gas pedal. Xiang Hongbao was still missing the steaming bowl of instant noodles and delicious noodle soup just now. It was not enough at all. He just felt more hungry. He turned his head and looked Looking at Zhang Hao, he said, "Where are you going? Why is your face so serious?"

Zhang Hao said: "You don't understand."

Xiang Hongbao pursed his lips: "Isn't it just to bring in reinforcements?"

"I've listened, what museum, what don't you understand?"

Zhang Hao sighed and said, "When the time comes, you will understand."

The accelerator under the foot is enough.

Xiang Hongbao complained in his heart, how could even this special vehicle for the action group feel the push back?

These guys have definitely converted.

A while later, Zhang Hao drove into the old street and found a small pack of soda biscuits from the car. Xiang Hongbao thought to himself whether the soda biscuits had expired or not. They were so damp that they looked like those from the southern dormitory during the rainy season. The panties don't feel crispy at all.

At this moment, Xiang Hongbao's pupils suddenly contracted.

I felt an indescribable piercing feeling emerge in my heart.

The back subconsciously straightened.

He heard neighing sounds in his ears, like steel, and like violent war horses.

There is also a sadness that spans the ages.

He subconsciously turned his head away.

It was quiet.

I looked around and saw a few shops behind me. It is rare that there are newly opened shops in such an old street. One is a bookstore and the other is a studio. The chill came from those two shops, but after careful consideration , but there is no such feeling at all.

Xiang Hongbao turned his head to look at Zhang Hao, and said strangely, "Did you hear anything?"

Zhang Hao glanced at him in doubt, and said, "What?"

"……Nevermind."

Xiang Hongbao shrugged his shoulders, threw the wet biscuit back, and said:

"But you are right, there is indeed a problem here."

Zhang Hao had already gotten out of the car, and Xiang Hongbao also got out of the car. When he saw the museum, his eyes were slightly bright. When Zhang Hao took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and walked into it, Xiang Hongbao followed behind, seeing Everyone who was serving dinner stretched out their hands to pat Zhang Hao, and said, "Isn't this very warm?"

He saw a young man serving a meal, next to him should be his sister, who had a good appetite, and there were two very good-looking ladies over there, and a chair next to it was empty, it was obvious that someone left the seat temporarily. Xiang Hongbao said, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Hao's body was stiff.

In his eyes, there is an obvious and unusual mysterious girl over there, a senior heavenly girl who even the patriarch respects, and a person loved by Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu. Looking around, he can only rejoice in his heart, those Qingqiu People from the fox family are not here, otherwise, a nine-tailed fox will be added.

He is a little Taoist priest who has experienced in the world, and he really can't bear it in his heart.

Wei Yuan's eyes lit up slightly when he saw the walking half a million people.

Could it be that this is for payment?

So he coughed lightly and said, "Zhang Hao, who is this?"

Zhang Hao came back to his senses, and introduced: "Ah, this one, his name is Xiang Hongbao. He is one of the Nestorians of the Cross of China who broke into the Western God Hall. I don't know who reported it, and he was released today."

My own?

Wei Yuan's face was slightly stiff, without changing his expression, he said:

"There is such a thing, it is really regrettable..."

Xiang Hongbao was very moved when he saw the real emotion on the young museum owner's face.

I just think this is a character who can really feel the world.

Look, look, isn't that better than the saints in the cross?

Wei Yuan invited the two to sit down and said that at this moment, Yuanjue just came out from behind. He was just going to the kitchen to get some food. When he saw the two of them, he smiled and said, "Is this your guest, Master Wei? Do you want to?" Poor monk with two sets of bowls and chopsticks?"

Wei Yuan said: "It's all here, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Haha, you're welcome."

The great monk turned to the back and brought out two more bowls of rice.

Xiang Hongbao was so hungry that he couldn't take it anymore, so he took it with a thank you.

Zhang Hao was still a little cautious, thanked him, and when he turned his head to pick it up, he saw a very familiar face, his face froze, and in his mind, those videos that he had just watched today emerged from his mind. The protagonist of Fa Absolute, the successor of Tang Xuanzang, the Weishi Sect...

"you you……"

The great monk saluted with one hand, and said in a gentle voice:

"The poor monk is now staying with the owner of the guard."

"By the way, do a little chore."

"Just a little fellow in this museum."

Museum, man...

Zhang Hao opened his mouth, looked at this small museum, and was speechless for a while.

Only Xiang Hongbao, who was imprisoned early next to him and had his mobile phone confiscated and was forcibly disconnected from the Internet, didn't know that this monk was following his feet, heartless, and eating extremely happily, while Feng Siyu had to grind his teeth in anger, eating chopsticks. The speed continued to soar.

The look on the side of Jue is light and elegant.

Yuji's eyes fluctuated a little only when she heard the young man's surname Xiang.

Shenzhou used to talk about things at the dinner table. Wei Yuan asked what happened. Zhang Hao calmed down and told the reason why he came here in a hurry. When it comes to western monks, especially those with divine nature Existence, to enter the waters of Shenzhou, Wei Yuan frowned and interrupted:

"Have they reported this matter to Longhushan in advance?"

Practitioners, especially those with the level of divinity.

For ordinary people, it is a strategic force.

Entering the territory of other countries must be reported.

Zhang Hao shook his head and said, "The Celestial Master said, we will deal with them after this matter."

"The key is to figure out what happened in the East China Sea first."

Wei Yuan nodded, frowning slightly. The power of Western Christianity is not weak. The elites of the New World and Australia branches disappeared together, especially the imaginary angels with divinity directly cut off contact. It is obvious that there is something hidden in the East China Sea. It can instantly erase the danger of forging an angel-level monk.

This kind of danger must be dealt with in the territorial waters of China.

This is what Zhang Ruosu meant.

Get rid of this danger first, and then deal with those unruly people.

East China Sea……

Wei Yuan closed his eyes, and a name instinctively appeared in his mind.

Co-workers.

It knocked down Buzhou Mountain, and knocked out the great god who was tilted to the northwest.

It led the great flood in the age of gods, and was sealed under the East China Sea by all the gods and clans led by Yu.

Although it was directly sealed at the beginning.

But no one can guarantee it.

Could this be a sign that Gong Gong has recovered?

The corners of Wei Yuan's eyes twitched, and the more he thought about it, the greater the possibility.

In the case of Gonggong, it is as easy as eating to clean up a few artificial angels with divinity.

At this moment, Xiang Hongbao's cell phone rang again. He reluctantly put down his chopsticks, picked up the cell phone, and pressed the call button. Here comes the voice of the sanctuary:

"Xiang! Go to the practitioners in Shenzhou immediately!"

The old man over there lost his original composure, only gritted teeth and anger remained:

"But don't let their high-ranking practitioners know directly."

"Think of a way to deal with it softly. The New World Church preached that it was Shenzhou who killed our pastors and angels. Now that the chief referee is instigating to lead the elite from the sea to Shenzhou without permission, the monks of Shenzhou must give an explanation. You Find a way to stop them!"

"We must find a way to bring them back."

"This matter has not been clarified yet. Don't intensify the conflict. Remember, don't let their high-ranking monks directly participate in this matter. Find a way to deal with it through formulaic channels. Those high-ranking monks may directly do it..."

The call ends.

The corner of Xiang Hongbao's mouth twitched, he fell silent for a while, then turned his head to look at the people at the table in embarrassment, and said, "That's it, that's it."

"The crazy lunatics from the Cross Court are already on their way."

Wei Yuan put down his chopsticks.

Yuanjue's eyes are peaceful.

Zhang Hao opened his mouth.

Wei Yuan raised his hand to stop Zhang Hao, looked at Xiang Hongbao, and asked in a calm voice:

"Didn't he tell you not to tell the senior monks in Shenzhou? You decide what to do. After all, this is your belief."

Xiang Hongbao was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Of course I'm looking for the Heavenly Master directly."

He cursed and said: "What kind of formula channels are you planning to engage in wool, grandma, and you want to engage in democratization and plan to use international public opinion to suppress people? Pooh, these guys, I know them when they stick their butts up What do you want to say?"

He noticed that there were girls, kept his mouth shut, and then said as a matter of course:

"Well, don't look at me like that. I did join the church. I can't say that, but the territory and territorial waters of China are inviolable. This is also my belief."

"Faith also comes first, first come, right?"

"Other beliefs have to be ranked second. The territory of China is inviolable. This thing is my factory setting, okay? How could I betray the country for God?"

Xiang Hongbao coughed and said seriously:

"Let me introduce myself, Xiang Hongbao, a contract worker in the literature and art studio of the Street Office of the Nestorian Church of the Cross, with a three-year regularization period."

"So, you should address me, Comrade."

Xiang Hongbao scratched his head in embarrassment when he saw that no one was answering.

Then he said: "Zhang Hao, you can find the celestial master, hurry up and find a high-ranking monk to take those lunatics from the referee into custody."

Poppy said in a flat voice, "Crazy? That's not necessarily the case."

Xiang Hongbao was stunned.

Poppy put her finger on the table lightly, and said thoughtfully:

"On the one hand, dispatch the referee, and on the other hand, tell Shenzhou the news through your method. In this way, even if things develop to the worst situation in the end, as long as you are found and the news record is brought up, at least the church can be taken out. .”

"The church is innocent, this is the final inevitable result, but is it really so?"

"Resurrection of spiritual energy, are you sure, isn't this the church's attempt to test the extent of the recovery of the ancient land of Shenzhou, and take advantage of the anger of the referee?"

Xiang Hongbao opened his mouth.

At this moment, I felt something dirty called politics.

He reacted and murmured: "So, it's best for the Celestial Master not to make a move."

"This matter should not use the strongest monks in China, but show the background of China."

Feng Siyu said: "Sister Yu, you are so amazing..."

Poppy was silent for a while, and said flatly:

"It's just a little bit of superficial learning from an old gentleman surnamed Fan."

"Not worth mentioning."

Xiang Hongbao's scalp was numb, and he said, "What should I do? Zhang Hao, you should find a way to contact other people...there should be quite a few experts in the Tianshi Mansion."

Wei Yuan stood up, looked at the simple and honest monk beside him, and said, "Yuanjue, do you want to move?"

The monk clasped his hands together and said, "You are the owner of the hall, and I am the buddy. If you want to do some activities, of course it's fine."

Xiang Hongbao was stunned for a moment, then stammered:

"Are you crazy? That's the court, a bunch of lunatics."

"Very capable."

Wei Yuan said, "Elite? I'm used to it."

Fighting was common in the Qin Dynasty.

Yuanjue said, "Thank you, benefactor, for your concern."

"The poor monk just wants to have a good reasoning with them, just explain the matter clearly, there is no need to fight."

Wei Yuan raised his hand to lift up the sword, and the eight-faced Han sword with the iron eagle emblem fell into his hand. The low sound of the sword made Xiang Hongbao pause, Yuanjue thought for a while, and lifted the eight hundred catties nine-ringed tin staff The whistling of the nine rings makes one's heart pure, and the heavy and huge tin rod itself also has the wonderful power to make people who see it waved instantly calm down.

Wei Yuan took out the gun again, this thing still has some deterrent effect on people.

Silently, accompanied by the sound of weapons whistling, the sound of guns clicking, and the sound of trembling tin sticks, a sense of murder surrounded Wei Yuan and the monk. Wei Yuan seemed to have thought of something, held the sword in his hand, Looking at his watch, he said to Zhang Hao: "Wait for me a moment, I'll go get something."

Then go back to the inner room and close the door.

Simply and neatly, he lay directly on the bed, closed his eyes, and fell asleep directly.

Countless delicacies appeared in the dream——

The ancient secrets of the Nine Nethers and the Master Candle Nine Yins Summoning Technique.

Wei Yuan joked in his heart, but the thoughts in his heart were a little condensed.

Have to confirm first.

Has Gonggong over there woke up...

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