The old nine-door one eight mausoleum-style fake counselor Ba Ye

The housekeeper of Zhang's house was very efficient, and before Lingduan finished eating an apple, the food was on the table.

"Hey, Mr. Jun, let me tell you, the tomb is quite dangerous..." As soon as Ling Duan sat down, he automatically started to show off his achievements to Zhang Qishan.

Zhang Qishan added a piece of braised pork to the little fortune teller's bowl, and looked at the little fortune teller dancing with a smile, "Really? How dangerous?"

"Let me tell you that the zongzi is so powerful that it scared all of Jiuye's fellows to come forward. I was the only one who stood up in a critical moment. First, I punched the zongzi dizzy with a left uppercut. Then he added another right uppercut, directly knocking Zongzi to the ground, and made another sprint..."

When Ling Duan talked about the rising point, he put down his job, and danced and punched around Zhang Qishan, and he was still yelling and dubbing the voice, and the faces of several housekeepers and servants beside him turned blue and purple.

"Okay, sit down quickly and have a good meal." Zhang Qishan smiled helplessly, grabbed the little fortune teller who was jumping up and down, pushed him back on the chair, and moved a few dishes that he had looked at for a while to put on the table. in front of him.

Ling Duan stopped for a while, sat down to eat a few mouthfuls of food quietly, and then began to talk about his going to the tomb, Zhang Qishan kept looking at him with a smile, and occasionally responded with a few words that he was unreliable boast.

There are many rules in the Zhang residence, and not being noisy is the most important thing. Anyone who knows Zhang Qishan a little bit knows that Zhang Qishan likes to be quiet, and he hates the noise when someone doesn't listen to him.

But Lingduan only knows that Senior Brother is a very gentle and patient person. When he was a child, whenever he danced and told something interesting to Senior Brother, Senior Senior Brother would always look at him with a gentle smile, as if there was only one person in his world. He is like a person.Lingduan likes that kind of gaze, that kind of smile, and that kind of Lingyue.

On the night when he took Limo back, Ling Duan really wanted to be nice to himself, to do what he wanted for once, to do to Zhang Qishan what he used to do to his senior brothers, even though he knew in his heart that Zhang Qishan was not Lingyue after all. .

At nightfall, Zhang Qishan proposed to drink some wine to celebrate his first victory in the tomb. When Lingduan was hesitating, Xie Jiuye happened to visit.

Ling Duan originally wanted to say goodbye and go home, but Zhang Qishan firmly refused. "Didn't you know him? It's definitely nothing important for him to come to me so late. It's okay to meet up together."

Ling Duan thought for a while, and it would be good to hear some news, so he stopped objecting.

"Brother Qishan, visiting late at night, didn't delay your date with the beautiful lady."

Xie Jiuye seemed to be more familiar with Zhang Qishan, and he could make jokes with Zhang Qishan's serious and paralyzed face. Ling Duan huddled on the sofa and analyzed secretly. It seems that he had a good relationship with Xie Jiuye before. A wise and wise move.

"Mr. Qi, Mr. Xie is about to come to the door tomorrow to thank Mr. for his kindness in person. I didn't expect to meet him tonight."

"Jiu Ye is over-rewarded. The staff under Jiu Ye are not weak. Qi can only come back safely because of their protection."

Zhang Qishan looked at the little fortune teller who was still jumping up and down just now, and when he turned around, he straightened his demeanor, solemnly reconciled Master Jiu's coming and going, couldn't help reaching out his hand and snoring at Ling Duan's head.

Both Lingduan and Xie Jiuye were a little confused, Lingduan didn't know which string Zhang Qishan was wrong and wanted to bully him, Xie Jiuye was shocked why the always serious Changsha defense officer suddenly looked at him with a doting face In the face of this outsider, he touched Mr. Qi's head.

He is an outsider?Xie Jiuye looked at the mausoleum, then at Zhang Qishan, and felt that a door to a new world was slowly opening.

"Ahem, old nine, how did you think about what happened last time?" Zhang Qishan consciously lost his composure, so he could only put on a businesslike look and change the subject.

"Brother Qishan, I have thought about it carefully. With your status in the military, it is not difficult to become the leader of the Nine Gates, but as the saying goes, a strong dragon will not overwhelm a snake. If you want to return to the Nine Gates, it is best to use both soft and hard tactics " Xie Jiuye pushed his glasses, and assumed a deliberative attitude.

"It's soft, how should it be soft?"

"The Nine Gates was born in Changsha City, and most of the members of the Nine Gates are famous families who have been operating in Changsha City for generations. If the Buddha wants to become the master of the Nine Gates, he must first win the hearts of the people in Changsha City." Xie Jiuye took a sip of tea. Moisturized his throat, as if he was holding a wisdom pearl. "Ordinary people respect ghosts and gods the most. As long as Brother Qishan finds a way to come up with a few anecdotes that are miraculous and have real evidence, are you afraid that the people of Changsha will not recognize you as a protective god?"

"It seems that Lord Jiu has an idea, and I would like to hear more about it." Zhang Qishan poured a cup of hot tea and stuffed it into the hands of the drowsy Ling Duan. Ling Duan was scalded by the spilled tea, and sat up straight in an instant. .

"I heard that there is a naturally formed giant Buddha lying on the ridge outside Changsha City. If Brother Qishan can move that giant Buddha back to his home, it must be famous in Changsha city overnight."

"It is said that the size of the Buddha is very large. If I send people to dig it, I'm afraid there will be too many people talking about it, and it will be difficult to seal it."

"If the military master can trust me, this matter will be handed over to Qi, and I promise to complete the entrustment of the military master without anyone noticing." Ling Duan thought, he needs a lot of high-quality ore to restore Limo If he had to make money to buy the materials, he might not be able to repair Li Mo even if he was tired and broke his legs, why not take advantage of this opportunity to blackmail Zhang Qishan for some high-quality materials, and also help him out by the way, so as to make a good relationship in the future.

"Mr. Qi has always been very sophisticated. With the help of Mr. Qi this time, it seems that I want to congratulate Brother Qishan in advance for successfully entering the Nine Gates." Xie Jiuye swallowed his original plan and prepared to see this fortune teller How many means are there.

Zhang Qishan was puzzled, but he thought that the little fortune-teller was not a slanderous person, he said that if there is a way, he shouldn't be lying to him for fun, so it doesn't matter if he just believes him for a while. "If you need any help, just tell Lao Jiu. If Lao Jiu can't get it, come to me. This time, I've made it, and I'll take care of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in the future. If it doesn't work well, you know the consequences."

"Let's take a look, Mr. Jun. It's getting late, I really can't stand it any longer, so I'll take my leave first." Ling Duan got up and made a bow, wanting to leave first.

"It's getting late, don't worry about it, go to the guest room and have a rest, let the cook cook you bean curd tomorrow morning."

Ling Duan swore that he just wanted to find an opportunity to visit Zhang's house at night, and it was definitely not because of some Dou Hua.