After Hu Yanmao worked as a security guard in Shen Qiuyan's clubhouse, he and Captain Zhu and others in the clubhouse bragged about beauties every day, and gradually fell in love with that kind of life.
So at the end of the month, this guy voluntarily stayed there to continue working as a security guard, and lived in the clubhouse every day.
With more than 100 million deposits in his bank card, he doesn't need to worry about money at all. Occasionally, beautiful women will come to his door for money, so his life is not too comfortable.
Su Chen took a taxi to the clubhouse, called Hu Yanmao, and then, led by Captain Zhu, came to a private room on the fourth floor.
Walking into the private room, Su Chen saw an old man in an old Tang suit, holding a cup of tea in his hand, while Hu Yanmao stood respectfully behind.
The old man can't tell how old he is, he looks a little white-haired and childlike, with a fairy-tale feeling.
What shocked Su Chen was that he couldn't see the aura of a martial arts practitioner in the old man at all, just like the kind of back-to-basics mentioned in martial arts fantasy novels.
Before Su Chen entered the door, the old man had already looked at the door. When Su Chen observed him, the old man also looked at him with eyes mixed with curiosity, surprise and inexplicable meaning.
"Su Chen, you are here!"
Seeing Su Chen, Hu Yanmao's face suddenly showed a look of relief and excitement. He really felt a lot of pressure staying with the strange old man.
Su Chen nodded lightly, walked over and bowed slightly to the old man.
"Sit down!" The old man nodded with a smile and made a gesture of invitation, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.
Su Chen sat down on the sofa opposite the old man according to his words.
The old man poured him a cup of tea with a movement that could not find any flaws.
"Thank you." Su Chen hurriedly thanked, and then took it with both hands.
The old man watched Su Chen take a sip of tea with a smile, and then said: "I know you, that genetic project did a good job and made a great contribution to the country."
Su Chen froze when he heard the words, and looked at the old man in surprise.
"I am the head of the Mo Sect, and my surname is Xing. You can call me Lao Xing." The old man introduced himself in an astonishing manner.
Su Chen's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, and almost dropped it.
Hu Yanmao didn't know what Momen was, so he scratched his head, his curious eyes lingering on the two of them.
"I don't know if Mr. Xing is looking for me, what's the matter?" Su Chen asked curiously.
"It's just that I've often heard about you, Momen, and the kid behind. My ears are almost callused, so I'm curious to take a look." Old Xing replied with a smile.
"What's so interesting about me." Su Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"No, no, at your age, you can have this kind of strength. Although I don't know how you did it, I still find it a bit incredible."
Xing Lao looked at him with great interest, and said with a smile: "I heard that you were taught by an expert outside the world. I should know such an expert."
Su Chen smiled a little guilty.
"That's all, if you don't want to say it, then don't ask." Xing Lao waved his hand with a smile, took a sip of tea from his teacup, and continued: "Actually, many people in Momen regard you as my disciple. .”
"what?"
Su Chen had a black question mark face.
"I don't know the specific situation, but it should be that the boys in the third team guessed randomly, and then I don't know who made a slip of the tongue. In addition to your age and strength, this matter is within Momen. It spread." Xing Lao explained with a smile.
The corners of Su Chen's mouth twitched slightly. Those three guys had really big brains. They actually took the mysterious master he made up as the master of the ink sect.
"I'll find an opportunity to clarify with them."
"No, I didn't mean that." Elder Xing smiled and shook his head.
Su Chen looked at the legendary Mo Sect master with a puzzled face.
"Actually, I really want to retire. Your strength and talent are enough to take the position of the head of the Momen Sect. What I mean is, why don't you just pretend to be my disciple, and then I will hand over the Momen Sect to you." You." Xing Lao said with a smile.
Su Chen's eyes widened immediately, he was stunned for a while, and shook his head vigorously to refuse: "Don't, don't, what a joke, I don't even bother to manage my own company, how can I take over Momen, and you look old and strong, It's too early to retire or something."
"Ha ha… "
Xing Lao couldn't help laughing a few times, and said: "You know that this old man is already one hundred and fifty-two this year. You seem to be very energetic, but in fact, you don't have a few years to live."
When Su Chen and Hu Yanmao heard the words, their faces were full of shock. This old man with white hair and youthful face had already lived to be more than 150 years old.
"But I really can't do it. I'm just an idler. It's too difficult for me to manage such a large organization." Su Chen smiled wryly.
"Old man, I'm also an idler. I've lived in seclusion for 20 years in the village of Huyanmao, and I haven't come out a few times."
With a gentle smile on his face, Mr. Xing said: "The Mo sect is huge, and there are so many masters. Most of the time, the master of the sect is just a decoration. You don't need to act at all, let alone manage it. As long as you can convince the crowd, that's enough. There are many capable people, but now you are the most influential, and with your age and strength, I believe it will be difficult for anyone in this world to be your opponent in a few years."
"Old Xing..."
Su Chen still wanted to refuse, but he saw Xing Lao took out an ancient book with a sheepskin cover from his sleeve.
"This is a set of unknown mental methods passed down by Momen for thousands of years, because the name of the mental method has long been lost. If you are willing to be the master of this Momen sect, this mental method belongs to you. The master is not the end, you can only pass through this." Only with the original mind can we go further." Xing Lao said with a smile.
Su Chen hesitated. On the skill page board in his mind, after reaching a master-level proficiency of one million, the proficiency did not stop increasing, but the progress bar of the proficiency did not show any growth at all, as if it was endless Same.
Although his strength is already very strong now, men will not be satisfied with their pursuit of strength. This unknown method that has been passed down for thousands of years is indeed very attractive to him.
Standing behind Xing Lao, Hu Yanmao stared straight at the ancient book with a pair of tiger eyes. If he didn't know that he was not the opponent of these two monsters, he probably couldn't help but grab it.
"Well, if you miss this village, you won't have this store." Xing Lao said with a smile.
"I really don't need my management? Can I still live my peaceful life?" Su Chen tentatively confirmed.
Xing Lao smiled and nodded: "Of course, but when encountering troubles that everyone in the Mo sect can't solve, you, as the master of the sect, will naturally take action."
Su Chen pondered for a long time, but in the end he couldn't resist the temptation of Wuming's mind, gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay, I agree."
(end of this chapter)