The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

Lin Mo smiled and patted his shoulder: "Because I can see that you are a capable person, but you just lack a stage to display your talents. And I always like to provide opportunities for people like you. Believe me, I have a very accurate eye for people."

"Thank you, Master Lin, for your recognition!" Zhu Yuan stood up suddenly and bowed deeply, his eyes full of gratitude. "Master Lin, your recognition will be remembered in my heart and will never be forgotten!"

Lin Mo smiled heartily and accepted the gratitude calmly.

"I'll introduce you to someone tonight. With him, our store will be more secure."

"it is good."

Zhu Yuan was secretly happy.

It seems that I followed the right person.

Lin Mo is indeed not an ordinary person and has extensive connections.

He is not only familiar with people in Sanhemen, but also knows people in the business world.

Being able to do business in partnership with such a person is simply a blessing.

Zhu Yuan was determined to do his best to get the job done beautifully.

So he went home and quit his job at Sanhemen that day.

The old shopkeeper looked at Zhu Yuan and sighed.

He knew that Zhu Yuan was a capable person, but his talent had not been recognized here.

The old shopkeeper couldn't help much either, after all, most of the people in the store were related to the top management of Sanhemen.

I am of low status and my influence does not count, so I dare not offend others easily.

He tried to persuade him a little, but seeing that Zhu Yuan had made up his mind, he did not try to persuade him to stay.

A manager of the Du family heard this and said sarcastically, "Lao Fang, let him go. If he doesn't want to do it, there are many people willing to do it. I don't think he can find a job with such good treatment as Sanhemen!"

Zhu Yuan was furious when he heard this, and thought to himself, "If it weren't for you parasites, I wouldn't have taken this path."

But he dared not say these words out loud and could only swear secretly in his heart.

"I, Zhu Yuan, must make a name for myself outside and let these guys with high expectations and low skills take a good look at me. If Sanhemen loses me, it will be their loss!"

After Zhu Yuan left, Zhong Ling came over curiously.

"Brother Xiaomo, what was that person here for?" she asked curiously.

Lin Mo smiled and said, "Come and do business with us. When we open a shop in the future, you can have any candy you want."

"Really?" Zhong Ling's eyes lit up.

"Can I still lie to you?"

Lin Mo gently scratched the tip of her nose, "Where's your sister Xiaoyue? Why isn't she home again?"

"She has been leaving early and coming back late these past two days, acting so mysterious. I don't know what she is busy with."

Lin Mo thought that Xiaoyue should be trying to find a way to contact the old leader of the Anqing Gang.

But it looks like things may not be going smoothly.

"I'll help this girl when she asks me for help."

Lin Mo shook his head helplessly and decided to go back to the Dragon Prison to take a look first.

I haven't been there for many days, it's time to go and have a look.

He made a special detour to Xiangde Zhai and bought a few boxes of snacks.

Back at the Secret Service, Lin Mo felt as if he was in another world.

I have experienced so many things in the past few days.

"Hello, Deputy Team Leader Lin!"

"Brother Mo, long time no see!"

"What have you been up to? You haven't been seen for a while!"

As soon as he entered the door of Special Service Group 6, many people greeted Lin Mo.

"I have some personal matters at home, so I went back to deal with them."

Lin Mo made up something random.

I kept one box for myself and shared the rest of the snacks with my colleagues.

Along the way, he discovered that there seemed to be a lot of new faces in the Secret Service.

After asking around, I found out that some of them were transferred from the army, but more were disciples from various major sects.

"You don't want to cultivate the Dao properly, but now you want to enter the secular world?"

Lin Mo murmured in his heart, feeling that this matter was not simple.

Shaking his head, he didn't think much about it and walked straight to Ma Chao's office.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Come in!"

Ma Chao's voice came from inside.

He was concentrating on writing something, and when he saw Lin Mo, his eyes immediately lit up.

"Hey, Xiaolin, you're finally back!"

"Brother Ma, are you busy?"

Ma Chao put down what he was doing, walked over and joked with a smile: "Xiao Lin? You are willing to come back?"

"This place is like my home, why would I be reluctant to come back?"

Lin Mo said with a smile, placing the snacks in his hand on the table, "I've been away these days, and I have to thank you for helping to cover for me."

"Hey, it's a small matter. We don't have to be polite given our relationship." Ma Chao waved his hand.

"Okay, then I'll treat you to dinner at Juxian Restaurant tonight." Lin Mo chuckled, "And by the way, I want to talk to you about something serious."

"I knew you wouldn't come to the temple for no reason."

Ma Chao smiled and shook his head, not asking what it was about. "Wait until the end of the shift, and we'll go together."

After coming out of Ma Chao's office, Lin Mo inspected each prison area as usual.

When he arrived at the South District, he was stunned.

How come the number of people is more than double the usual number?

The guard explained in a low voice: "These are all well-known figures in the cultural circle of Kyoto City. They were arrested because they sang against the president and opposed his restoration. Although their lives will not be taken, a few days of starvation here will be enough for them to bear."

Lin Mo took a glance.

Although these scholars are weak as a kite, their bones are tougher than those who practice martial arts.

Even though he was starving, he refused to bow to the President.

Perhaps, this is the character of literati!

However, Lin Mo still had doubts.

In the world of his previous life, it took only 83 days for President Yuan Shikai to abolish the imperial system from the time he announced his acceptance of the throne.

However, the president of this world is different.

Today, it is already 918 in the Republic of China, and he is still sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.

More than a year had passed, and the national protection armies formed by various parties still could not do much to him.

Although the National Protection Army holds the initiative and advantage, it is currently stuck in a stalemate and it is difficult to determine the winner for the time being.

"It seems that the timeline here is quite different from that of the previous life."

Lin Mo shook his head, too lazy to think about it, and went to the fourth underground floor.

Now the place where the ancient bronze tree is located is already empty.

Although there was still some demonic energy remaining, it did not have much effect on Lin Mo.

He was surrounded by a light red blood barrier.

It's very similar to the protective qi of a martial arts grandmaster.

Walking into the ancient bronze tree and looking at the traces of where Long Yi once lived, I suddenly felt a little empty in my heart.

With Ghost-faced Fourteen following her and the Black King coming in person to pick her up, she believed she could reach Black Mountain safely.

"I hope she can live happily over there!" Lin Mo thought.

Not long after he arrived at the fourth underground floor, Taoist Jiuling, who was absorbing dragon energy on the third underground floor, suddenly sensed something.

"Is he here?"

The old Taoist suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and followed the chain of the Dragon Locking Well down to the fourth underground floor.

As soon as he saw Lin Mo's light red barrier, his eyes almost popped out.

"This... is this the protective qi? Could it be that he has reached the level of a grandmaster?"