Dao boss

"What's the relationship?" This question caught the old man off guard, and he had time to wonder why the young man in front of him suddenly asked this question.But it has already begun to come back, "I watched that little guy Daozhen grow up, and I regard him as my grandson."

"It seems that the old man is very familiar with him." Reporter Su pursed his lips, wondering what he was thinking.After a while, he asked again, "I see that the old man has such a strong body and good temperament. I don't know if the old man is... in the village?"

"Hi." The old man smiled shyly, "I am the village chief of Qinghe Village, that is, I often help manage the folks in the village and the family's short affairs."

The old man did not suspect him, but reporter Su had already thought of the title. 'The village head shielded the Taoist temple for doing evil, and regarded the temple master as his own child, or an illegitimate child? 'Such a provocative headline will catch the attention of others in an instant, satisfy those netizens who want to spy on their privacy, and satisfy those keyboard warriors who want to spray everything, even if there is nothing to spray, they have to change their positions and continue to spray rhythm. .

Anyway, the old man never thought about it.The person I sympathized with turned out to be a scum with a human face, no integrity, and no lower limit.

The old man smiled and nodded at Reporter Su, but did not speak.And Reporter Su thanked the old man, seemingly sincerely.

Reporter Su was not in a hurry to go to Qinghe Taoist Temple, after leaving the shop.The sky has slowly dimmed, and a few faintly bright stars are exposed in the sky.Reporter Su came to his car and saw a car driving in front of him.Reporter Su seemed to have seen the person in that car somewhere.

Curving the corners of his mouth, Reporter Su's face looked distorted.He was originally waiting for Luo Wenchang's family members here, but he didn't expect Song Yao's elder brother, Song Cheng, to come to his door.

There is a way to heaven if you don’t go, and there is no way to hell you throw yourself into.Then don't blame me for being rude, Reporter Su took out the camera from his backpack, and took a quick shot of Song Cheng who walked out of the window and got out of the car door.This is evidence that the Taoist temple master colluded with the criminal police. As long as it is posted on the Internet, Song Cheng has a thousand mouths.The explanation is also unclear, and rumors are fiercer than tigers.

The sky was extremely gloomy, and Qinghe Village was always extremely peaceful.Song Cheng didn't notice at all that there was a person in the car next to him secretly taking pictures of him.

When he came to Qinghe Village this time, his destination was still Qinghe Taoist Temple.

It can't be said that it was a tip-off, but he just wanted the Taoist Taoist priest of Qinghe Taoist Temple to be mentally prepared, otherwise he would be caught off guard by Luo Wenchang's troublesome family members, then... After all, this little Taoist priest is only eighteen or nineteen years old. .

He is still so young, if he knows the rumors and rumors cursing him on the Internet, he doesn't know how angry he will be.

Walking slowly towards the winding mountain road, Daozhen, who was meditating, suddenly felt a movement in his heart.Afterwards, he shook his head lightly, it seemed that tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

One by one, uninvited guests kept walking in his place.Really... this Song City is interesting, did he come to inform him?Daozhen has not been in the human world for a long time, so he doesn't like to make calculations.

Probably because he always stayed in his dojo to practice in the past, and all the calculations outside had nothing to do with him.He didn't need to worry about those things. The luck and magic weapons that the brothers wanted were not what he wanted.The way of heaven is often extremely obscure, so when he practiced, he usually didn't calculate it.

But at his level of practice, there will always be a sign about his affairs.For example, now, he already knew what was going to happen without him pinching his fingers.

It's really interesting that the family members of the victims didn't say anything.Unexpectedly, the murderer's family was the first to make a fuss, Daozhen pursed his lips, he really wanted to know if these people could walk into his Taoist temple?

Song Cheng panted and touched the sweat on his forehead, why did he feel that this time he went to Qinghe Taoist Temple, it was farther than the previous few times?

Daozhen was stunned for a moment, oh, he forgot that there was another idiot on the way.With a light tap of his finger, when Song Cheng looked at the road to the Taoist temple, he found that the bluestone road ahead was not as far away as before.He rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Could it be that I have hallucinations?Song Cheng shook his head, or did Luo Wenchang...become so weird because of what he experienced last time?Song Cheng suddenly thought of this matter. When they caught Luo Wenchang, that guy was trembling at the entrance of the Taoist temple.

It must have been frightened, which is a bit strange.Song Cheng licked his lips, then walked towards the Taoist temple.

The woods at night always have a burst of strange fragrance, which makes people feel very comfortable.As Song Cheng walked, he thought, how could he speak to this little Taoist priest Daozhen later?If Daozhen begged him, it would be really difficult.Now he has already crossed the river like a mud bodhisattva—it is hard to protect himself.

But if he didn't help Daozhen, he would feel a little bit sorry.He didn't care why Luo Wenchang was at the gate of Daozhen's Taoist temple, anyway he caught him at the gate of Daozhen, no matter what he had to thank him for not being there.

Thinking of this, Song Cheng couldn't help shaking his head.This matter is not easy to handle, and the voice of netizens cursing is getting louder and louder.He was worried that irrational netizens would harm his mother and sister.Moreover, my younger sister is still a reporter, so it would be somewhat embarrassing if she was affected.

When he reached the top of the mountain, the night wind blew slowly, making his clothes flutter.Song Cheng looked at the faint flames in the Taoist temple, and felt inexplicably at ease.

Even if he knew what happened next, maybe that reporter would slander him like crazy.He even provoked all kinds of brain-dead netizens to flesh out his whole family.But at this time, his anxiety was not in the slightest, and he felt extremely stable.This kind of stability is somewhat inexplicable, but it is extremely natural.

When he stepped into the bluestone slab of the Taoist temple, Daozhen seemed to be waiting for him at the door.Those clear eyes that were still the same as the first time they saw each other seemed to have a trace of mockery and sneer, which made Song Cheng a little stunned.

After a long time, Song Cheng said, "You know I'm coming?"

Daozhen nodded lightly, "Last night, I watched the stars at night and found a long rainbow rising out of the sun. There must be noble people coming to my place. As expected, Police Officer Song came to the Taoist Temple of Pindao today."

"Gazing at the stars at night?" Song Cheng was a little dumbfounded. Can this little Taoist talk differently...forget it.

Daozhen pointed to the fire in the Taoist temple with his finger, Song Cheng took a closer look, there was a chessboard in the Taoist temple, and there were two futons beside the chessboard.

"Since Officer Song is here, why don't you fight me a few times?" Daozhen frowned slightly, and there was no emotion on that face that was neither sad nor happy.

Song Cheng really wanted to ask at this moment, if Daozhen really knew why he came here.Still in the mood to play chess with him?He looked at Daozhen blankly, "Do you know why I came here?"

"Changhong Guanri is an auspicious sign, but it also carries an ominous omen. Lao Tzu once said, 'When misfortune comes, blessings rest on it; when blessings come, misfortune rests on it.' That's the reason." Daozhen blinked his eyes a few times Next, Song Cheng was a little sluggish.

He couldn't figure it out, was it true that he really heard something?

"Then tell me, is it a blessing or a curse for me to come here?" Of course, Song Cheng would not believe that Daozhen knew how to divination.

"Do you really want me to tell you?" Daozhen raised his eyebrows lightly, "I remember Officer Song didn't believe this."

"I don't believe it." Song Cheng nodded, "But I can't stop others from believing. As long as you don't go to public places to preach, no one cares who you believe in."

"Who do you believe in?" Daozhen smiled, "Officer Song, I think you have misunderstood. I don't believe in any god, or in other words, no god is worth believing in."

"There is still such a saying?" Song Cheng was still a little shocked, it was the first time he heard a Taoist priest say with certainty, I don't believe in these gods enshrined.

Daozhen smiled slightly, and the moon-white Taoist robe under the moonlight set him off gracefully.

"Does Police Officer Song know what cultivation is?" Daozhen had a kind of confidence on his face, a kind of confidence that Song Cheng had never seen before.

Song Cheng shook his head slowly, how could he know what cultivation is.He doesn't believe in this stuff, and he always listens to what these Taoist priests and monks say about practicing.But what is practice, he suspects that these Taoist priests and monks have not figured it out.

"Cultivation is cultivating the heart. What Pindao cultivates is his own heart. It is also his own way, so what Pindao believes in is himself." Daozhen pursed his lips, did not say these things, but waved his hands and said, "Officer Song, come, Naturally, it is a blessing. However, Police Officer Song brought another group of people. They are a disaster. Am I right?"

"You know?" Song Cheng coughed, "I thought you didn't know what happened at the foot of the mountain in the Taoist temple, since you already know. Then I'll..."

Turning around, Song Cheng was about to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Daozhen's whisk kept swaying with the breeze, he squinted his eyes and said, "Since Officer Song has come to the Taoist temple, why don't you accompany Pindao to kill a few games. Those people are all At the foot of the mountain, they saw Officer Song's words..."

"..." Song Cheng looked at Daozhen helplessly, he didn't doubt Daozhen's words at all.After all, Daozhen knew everyone in Qinghe Village, and it wouldn't surprise him if someone tipped off the news.

Anyone would find it strange that such a large group of people came to Qinghe Village suddenly.

"Please." Daozhen moved away and made a gesture of please, his gaze fixed on Song Cheng.