C7 Request

"You … How did you get this book? " Old Man Chen widened his eyes and looked at the old man in confusion: "You went to his house to look for him?"

"We'll look for him when he's dead? Even eating shit can't keep up with the heat! " The old man laughed coldly, "His family was raided the moment he died. Not to mention the industry's mister, Old Chen. Quite a few people under your command have come to visit his house?"

Hearing this, Old Man Chen was slightly embarrassed, waving his hand, indicating that he should skip over the topic.

"This book was given to me by Third Ma." The old man sighed, "About this, he wanted to atone for his sins by relying on this book to do a lot of bullshit. He knows more than anyone else how terrifying this book is, so he wanted to completely extinguish the incense of his sect. And the second reason is to make a deal with me and make me waste his time."

"Did he come to you?" Old Man Chen asked.

"Yes." The old man grinned, "If other people are interested in money and want to kill people for their treasures, then I might really help them, but the problem is …"

After sitting at the side and listening for so long, I couldn't help but be curious. I interrupted and asked, "Master, how did Ma Lao San die?"

Hearing this question, the old man looked at me helplessly. "He was killed by himself."

"Master, are you talking about a descent? Is it the kind of descent technique used in Hong Kong movies?" I couldn't help but ask again.

"It's similar to that, but... "F * cking hell, can you not interrupt?" The old tutor was getting a bit impatient as he slapped the table, "Do you want to hear how Ma Lao San died?"

I hastily nodded my head. I didn't even dare to take a deep breath as I quietly listened to the old man speak in the future.

Seeing that I didn't say anything, the old man continued speaking.

Two months ago, Ma Laowu went to the cinema to play and accidentally met a girl with the surname Zhou.

That girl was considered a standard daughter of a noble family. Not only was she pretty, she was also a junior high school teacher. Her parents were all intellectuals at home, so naturally, they couldn't even compare to normal girls.

"To be able to meet such a lady, it's no wonder that Ma Dong had such evil thoughts. After all, the women who are close to him in real life are either standing on the street or widows, how could his heart not waver?" When the old man spoke to here, he shook off the ashes from his cigarette with a look of helplessness. "You also know that Ma Lao San's mouth is extremely glib. Initially, that girl didn't even like him, but after all this, Ma Lao San has managed to make that girl think of him as a friend."

Become friends?

Ma Lao San was not a normal person. Everyone knew that he was a lower person than normal people.

After becoming that girl's friend, Ma Ol 'Three felt even more itchy and started chasing after her, but Mai Ol' Three's face did give him a lot of points, and the girl at the end didn't accept his chasing.

"Just last week, Ma Laowu couldn't hold it in anymore, and he felt that the girl was a whore who built a memorial archway …" The old man shook his head, "One misstep and Ma Lao San fell. That night, he even brought that girl back to his house to take care of things."

Hearing this, I was also a little surprised. Why does this technique of lowering one's head look like it was made of hemp? Just because he said he had done it, he had done it?

"The second day after that, that girl came for a month. Naturally, the filth on her body broke." As the old man spoke, his eyes were also filled with sympathy. "When that young lady came to, and saw Ma Lao San sleeping by her side, she crashed into a wall and died."

"How is this possible?!" I asked in disbelief, "Someone died in his house. How could the neighbors not know about it?"

The old man sighed, "You don't have to say. Those people really don't know about this. When Ma Xiaoru returns after burying the corpses outside the city, the neighbors haven't even found out yet."

"And then?" I couldn't help but ask, "That girl is dead. Did she turn into a ghost to look for Ma Xiao San?"

"Yes, and no." The old man shrugged his shoulders, "When he buried the body, it was probably by chance that someone saw him. I'm guessing that person was someone from the industry, and it's very likely that he had some conflicts with Ma Lao San."

With that, the old man seemed to be a little tired. He yawned, rubbed his eyes, and roughly said to me, "What happened afterwards was much simpler. That person dug out the corpse and used the girl's soul to refine it to create a sin. Then he used sin to descend, and killed Ma Laoban."

"And now?" I asked, "Did the girl's family look for her?"

"Yes, I found the corpse as well. It was sent back home by your Grandpa Chen just this morning." The old man yawned and said, "They've decided on the robbery and murder case. They say that they haven't found the culprit, but it will be on Ma Lao San in two days. It can also be considered an explanation for her family."

When I heard this, I couldn't help but ask, "Is Grandpa Chen also a Taoist?"

"No." Old Man Chen smiled and said, "To put it in professional words, I'm considered a member of the government. I'm not on good terms with a teacher like your grandfather."

Hearing this, I didn't dare to ask any further and just nodded my head as I went silent.

"Old Shen, do you think that the falling division who killed Ma Lao San is doing it for this book?" Old Man Chen wanted to say something, but hesitated.

"Who knows?" The old man smiled, "It's also possible that he's acting on behalf of the heavens."

Old Man Chen also lit a cigarette, thought for a moment, and said: "Anyway, I'm not going to interfere in this matter, so I'll leave it all up to you. The above mentioned people want you to come here to suppress the scene, there are a lot of falling division who have come looking for books recently, so you have to send them back to prevent them from getting into trouble or getting in trouble with the innocent."

"What does this have to do with me?" The old man unhappily asked, "The sky is falling and I've been washing my hands for so many years, and you're letting me join in?"

"Aiya! "Aren't you just a tall one!" Old Man Chen said with a coy smile, "Besides, you don't need to do anything. I just want you to use some face to talk. Just send those f * ckers away!"

The old tutor laughed coldly. Just as he was about to open his mouth and refuse, he heard Old Man Chen speak again.

"If you succeed in this matter, the higher-ups will definitely give you some benefits, but you won't dare to say anything else. If one day your grandson enters the industry, the higher-ups will give him a lot of convenience." Old Man Chen chuckled and said, "You should know how convenient these things are, right?"

The old man didn't say anything. He looked at me, then looked at old man Chen with a complicated expression.

"Even if I don't think for you, I still have to think for your grandson. Just treat it as gilding him!" Old Man Chen advised while the iron was hot.

"And the second thing?" The lordmaster didn't continue to tangle with him, but asked a question instead.

Hearing this, Old Man Chen seemed to have treated it as if my grandfather had agreed, and his expression also became much better. He excitedly started talking to him again.

"This second matter is a bit troublesome." Old Man Chen coughed twice, then lowered his voice and asked him: "There's a nearby village that's messing with the five blessings, why don't you go take a look?"

"I don't want to work anymore. Go find someone else." The old man rejected him flatly without even thinking, "Since there are so many gentlemen these days, why don't you just find a few dozen to take a look?"

"The higher-ups don't trust anyone, they want to invite you over when they call on you." Old Man Chen said with a bitter face, "Moreover, this matter has caused quite a stir. If you don't go and settle this, there will probably be more trouble!"

The lordmaster waved his hand. He didn't even want to speak, and rejected him bluntly.

"Sigh!" Old Shen! "Don't you dare let this matter go wrong!" Old Man Chen seemed to be really anxious, saying with a flushed face, "If you don't agree, then it's not good for me to make a deal. The higher ups already mentioned it and want you to …"

"Why don't you take me to report?" The old man laughed coldly.

Seeing that the old man was so resolute, Old Man Chen was also somewhat helpless. He looked left and right, and finally fixed his gaze on me, as if he had thought of something, and hastily advised: "It's not me who said that, Old Shen, if you want your grandson to enter the sect, then this time you should take it as training him."

Hearing this, the old tutor shot a glance at Old Man Chen and ignored him.

"Old Shen, is this alright?" Old Man Chen earnestly said, "First, look at the information, first, understand this matter before you give me an answer. How embarrassing is it for me to refuse such a direct rejection?"

The old man was silent for a moment, as if he felt that he'd already begged him to this extent, and it wouldn't be right to reject him again. He then let go of his words and said, "Let's first talk about the ugly things. I'll just watch. I won't interfere in other matters."

Old Man Chen's eyes lit up when he heard this reply. He nodded and said.

"Sure!"