Tianshi's Baby Boyfriend Catching Guide

Relying on his age, the old monk put on an attitude of "young people, you have seen very little in the market, and you don't understand the painstaking efforts of the older generation". He even put aside his main task, as if he had to manage Nosy attitude.

Seeing the tense atmosphere here, Bei Fan, who turned over after eating the lollipop from Mang Ming's arms, took a look at them, stretched out his paws boredly, touched Mang Ming's neck, and found out took his jade pen.

Seeing that Mang Ming didn't stop him, Bei Fan boldly took down the jade pen, and watched it turn into a huge lollipop in his claws again. Excited, Bei Fan gnawed on the super large sugar ball , Grinding her teeth beautifully.

The jade pen with spiritual consciousness flinched, seeing that since Mangming got this beautiful fish, his status has plummeted, and the owner would not stand up for it when he was bullied, so he could only hug himself tightly in aggrieved, huh Shaking slightly.

Seeing the ferocious water ghost gnawing on a lollipop that was as tall as a person, even the old monk was a little confused. Eating sugar so recklessly?

With such confidence that borders on presumptuousness, it looks like an unpredictable ghost that is easy to deal with.

Mang Ming didn't even have the slightest sign of fear, and said calmly beside him, "Baby, if someone dares to hit you later, you can just use this to hit him. You don't have to be afraid if you hit him out of his body. mine."

"Okay." Bei Fan responded abruptly, and asked, "Then can I eat them?"

"Let's go." Under the watchful eyes of these Taoists, Mang Ming's expression was so leisurely that he didn't want to be beaten, "How can they taste as good as me? You already have me, so you have to concentrate."

Thinking about it carefully, the words were a little wrong. After the monks figured it out, they all looked disheartened, and they all felt a little unbearable.This young celestial master is young, but his style of life sounds really indecent. He is still wearing such a fashionable suit, just like a model in a fashion magazine, which does not conform to the conventional image of this industry at all.

However, a young monk next to him who had been fiddling with his mobile phone and did not join the confrontation suddenly had a different expression, and leaned into the old monk's ear and whispered: "Master, I just asked from Junior Sister Xueying that this young man is from the Shangqing sect. The first-generation disciple is of the same generation as Junior Xueying's grandfather..."

Old monk: "..."

"Junior Sister Xueying said that she has to respectfully salute everyone she sees, and then call her Grand Master Uncle. I am of the same generation as Junior Sister Xueying, so Master..."

The little monk didn't dare to continue to say the following words, and the old monk understood it himself, but he didn't expect that, after going around in circles, his seniority was actually lower than the kid in front of him?

But seniority is not the most important thing, what is important is Mang Ming's identity.The first-generation disciples of the Shangqing Sect are golden signatures. After that, they are all appointed as the head of the sect and reserve human resources for high positions in the sect. None of them are soft persimmons that can be squeezed.

It's just that he never imagined that the unscrupulous young man in front of him, who looked so engaged in the world, was actually the first disciple of the Shangqing sect.

The old monk knew that he couldn't be offended by this person, and it had nothing to do with him if he wanted to have an improper relationship with the ghost, because he probably couldn't beat him if he was offended.Thanks to my disciple's ability to play with mobile phones and the wide network of contacts in WeChat Moments, otherwise, at this age, it is likely to be late.

The direct disciples of the generation of the head of the Shangqing Sect are few in number and have mysterious identities, all of whom are of aloof status. When it comes to seniority, it's really not his turn to say anything.

So the young celestial master in a white suit who was fighting ghosts asked him "what can I do", but he didn't dare to say anything, and he couldn't do anything.After being embarrassed for a long time, I directed my disciples to say: "Go! What are you waiting for, hurry up and deal with the things over there... Oh, by the way, what should I do with this mass of things that will be swallowed?"

Mang Ming walked towards the terminal building step by step, and replied without looking back: "Don't let strangers enter, and don't let resentful ghosts get close to it. You should recite the scriptures more and let it go for a few days to see if it disappears."

He jumped into the terminal with the fish in his arms, quickly took out two bags of beef jerky from the wheelchair drawer, and handed them to Bevan.Bei Fan grabbed the bag and gulped down. The leader who was walking by was a little shocked.

Bei Fan looked helplessly: "Mang Ming, I'm still hungry."

The leader has already come to the side. Mang Ming, who is hungry with the fish in his arms, actually doesn't really want to be pestered and questioned. There are still a lot of delicious food in the drawer of his wheelchair. One night, not to mention the fish gnawing jade in his arms, even he was a little hungry.

He looked at the ballistic weapons outside the airport that hadn't retreated cleanly, and it wasn't hard to figure out what the leader was up to before. If he couldn't solve the problem in time, the missiles would probably hit them directly. I don't know what it can do.

The leader realized that the young man who jumped into it was not a reckless man, but a real expert after seeing the plane's engine shut down and the hellish twisted mass stopped expanding.

No one would want to offend such a Taoist master, so the leader hurried over to make friends and chat, and at the same time asked about what really happened in the plane just now.

Of course, such unscientific incidents cannot be discussed in public. Mang Ming needs to cooperate with national security work. He nodded dispensably, expressing his attitude of support, but then said: "Sorry, I am a little hungry after exhaustion. I'll buy some food for my baby first."

The severely damaged terminal building has been closed, and it is afraid that it will not be able to continue to withstand the flow of passenger planes until the runway is restored to its original state.

The salespersons of some shops inside all ran out together during the evacuation process. Mang Ming walked into a fast food restaurant, but there was no one there. For burgers that have not been sold yet, I use my mobile phone to scan the payment QR code in the store, and give money according to the price of the menu.

The city bureau leader in Jiangcheng was very busy. While waiting for Mang Ming to buy food, he was also on the phone to explain his work. Obviously this time the phone call was very important. I don't know what the people above explained to him. When he put down the phone , facing Mang Ming, obviously changed his attitude again.

"Master Mang, Master Bei, according to the latest instructions I have received, the things inside will have to wait until tomorrow, please both of you personally contact the relevant departments."

The leader already knew his authority in this matter, so he no longer wanted to investigate the whole incident. The people above guaranteed the identities of Mang Ming and Bei Fan, and he would not rashly pursue the investigation.It's just that when he remembered his plan to almost blow up the haunted plane with the two masters just now, he suddenly felt that he should do something to remedy it.

"We in Jiangcheng City are very grateful for the generous help of the two masters this time, so I can apply for the state's 20 bonus with special approval..."

Before he finished speaking, a clerk from the only shop in the terminal that was still guarded suddenly heard, "Ah! You can't touch this! This is the treasure of our shop, it's very expensive. !"

When the leader turned around, he saw Master Bei sitting in a wheelchair in front of the only store in Jiangchang Airport's terminal building that featured cultural industries and specialized in Chinese-style decorations.

Befan is curiously using his paws to reach for an ornament placed on a golden table under many spotlights—a piece of purple crystal ore dug out from the ground. It is a natural and simple statue, which is very valuable for collection.

The clerk took the risk and came back to lock the store because the items in this store were of great value. If they were lost or smashed, the clerk would be responsible for the final investigation. I didn't expect that she just ran back and locked the store. See a person in a wheelchair and want to steal the most valuable decoration in the store?

So she stopped her decisively, "If you don't buy it, don't touch it! You're sitting in a wheelchair, why are you still sneaking here to call attention? Are you a thief taking advantage of the troubled waters? Be careful, I will call the police, and you should stay away."

Mang Ming frowned immediately, and immediately walked to Bei Fan's side, and opened the woman's hand that was trying to push Bei Fan's wheelchair, with an extremely cold expression, "Let him touch it, Bei Fan, we can buy whatever you want, If you call him a thief again, I won't be polite to you."

Bei Fan patted the wheelchair, expressing his happiness, "Okay, Mang Ming, this thing has aura and a little fragrance."

Mang Ming took a look at the amethyst on the quarry, it was indeed a genuine product with aura, and Bei Fan had always liked things with strong aura, so it was no wonder that he was attracted to it.

The clerk noticed that both of them were very outstanding in appearance, but she always hated the poor and loved the rich, but she didn't change her attitude. She took out the label that was bumped into in the chaos just now, and her attitude was still arrogant after being questioned, " Have you seen it? The treasure of my store, the rare treasure brought back by the boss from the mining area in Vietnam, is priced at 79, you can afford it..."

This has surpassed the online payment by mobile phone, so Mang Ming took out his black card directly, "Check out, I will give you an extra piece without change, thank you."

Shop clerk: "..."

Finally realizing that the person in front of her might be a big client, she temporarily put away her bad face, accepted the card suspiciously, and went to the background to process the transaction.

Peel off the wrapping paper of the newly bought hamburger and hand it to Bei Fan. The fish is really hungry. After taking the hamburger, he immediately started to eat it, even eating the bread and lettuce on it.Seeing that Bei Fan had already eaten something to fill his stomach, Mang Ming turned his head and asked, "Leader, what did you just say?"

After witnessing everything, the leader of the Municipal Bureau silently swallowed his 20 bonus declaration amount: "...Master Mang, all the people of Jiangcheng City, thank you very much for your efforts today, if I can help you , just tell me."

Mang Ming smiled slightly. He looked at Bei Fan who was overjoyed after killing the hamburger. He took the amethyst from the clerk, and felt almost blissful peace of mind.

He turned around and decided to exchange the favor on the spot, "If you talk about something that can help... there is really one thing that can bother the leader. The leader can say hello to the newly planned residential land in Jiangcheng New District, and give me Push for a bidding spot."

The leader weighed it in an instant and felt that this could help, "I can help introduce, but the final success depends on the quality of the project."

The two names "Wen's Group" and "Ying's Real Estate" swirled around on the tip of Mang Ming's tongue, and he subconsciously made a decision, "Ying's Real Estate."

Ying's Real Estate is also a big local brand, and the quality of word-of-mouth is still acceptable. The leader was relieved. After a short conversation, the two reached a consensus, bid farewell to each other, and went to their respective affairs.

Mang Ming was next to Be Fan at the end, his fish was sitting in a wheelchair, his paws were tightly hugging the amethyst and he couldn't put it down.Mang Ming could tell at a glance that the circle of amethysts at the top of the ore display was already a full circle less than the number just now.

"Do you like it?" Mang Ming walked over and stroked Befan's long hair.

Bei Fan has been waiting for him for a long time, "Human, I'm not full yet, where shall we go next?"

Looking at the separation belt on the runway outside, Mang Ming scratched his hair, "Looking at the current situation, it is impossible to go back to Huchuan City by plane, let's go back by car."

The clerk next to him handed back the receipt and the black card to Mang Ming, and personally handed a bottle of Evian water to Bei Fan, his attitude was completely different from before, "You two honorable guests, do you want to see the rest of the shop? Treasures?"

Bei Fan directly disliked him and said: "No, you go away. You are in that store, and the air inside is stinky, so I don't want to go in."

The clerk was ridiculed like this, and his face turned red and white for a while, and he felt guilty again when he remembered his attitude towards the customer just now.

Mang Ming laughed loudly, and after he finished laughing, he took up WeChat and sent a message, "Old Zhang, the clerk of the furniture and accessories store you opened in Jiangcheng Airport, I just took a look at it for you, and gave birth to a pair of words." Individual customers who are bankrupt... yes, for your business to prosper, you will be fired tomorrow, right? Well, remember not to give a commission to the last order."

This unexpected development surprised the clerk. Seeing the man pushing the beauty in the wheelchair to leave, he immediately rushed up, trying to stop them and beg for mercy.

But no matter how she chased her, she couldn't catch up with the wheelchair combination that was so close at hand, like a ghost.Mang Ming's voice came from afar: "Dare to say my baby... what kind of thing are you?"

Befan, who was pushed away by Mang Ming, nodded, happily holding the ore statue, bit off a big mouthful of amethyst, and chewed it into pieces.

The author has something to say: I am very sure that no one wants to steal such a prodigal fish today.

---------------

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Landmine]: 1 delicious little Su that can’t sleep;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

43 bottles of Mango; 5 bottles of Dark Night Red Moon and Yilong Tsing Yi; 3 bottles of This Very ~ Gao Leng; 2 bottles of Take away Zhao Zhao;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!