Old Fogey Goes Down The Mountain

Chapter 77: The Taicang Zong advertisement can probably be done

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The old Taoist priest of the local Taoist Association thought so, and felt a huge grievance in his heart—what happened to your Taicang Sect? No one has questioned that your backstage is not hard enough. It is not easy for the Taoist Association. You always want to follow the rules. As for using this method to exert pressure

Relationship households really can not afford to offend.

Wei Xi felt that his eyes were weird, but Taicang Zong also helped the Yin Cao Yamen Division crack a corruption case of a foreign city god's ghost a few hours ago. Dirty thoughts in the mind of the old fritters immersed in the big dye vat of society

The three lanky senior brothers went directly to the police station on the way. The little policeman and his colleagues evacuated when they got there to maintain law and order. Weixi saw that there were quite a lot of people nearby, not only those in the excavation site, but also the outside to see Hilarious ordinary people and journalists.

The little policeman just said that someone called the police and dug up two unconscious people at the tomb excavation site. Shortly after the research team dug them out, a scholar in the team collapsed for no apparent reason. When they heard the news, they all ran over to watch the excitement, and some well-informed civilian reporters had mixed speculations at this time, which shrouded the accident with a strong fantasy color, which caused a lot of trouble to the on-site development work.

Wei Xi asked the old Taoist priest: "Daoist Master Quan, have you seen what happened?"

The surname of the old Taoist is Quan, and the full name is Quan Yongzhen.

Master Quan always involuntarily caught a glimpse of Hei Wuchang who was looking around beside him. He really didn't know how to treat this perverted Taicang Sect. After a while of silence, he sighed and said: "The problem is a little troublesome. The three people who fainted are now placed in the medical car at the back. Fellow Daoist Wei, let me have a look."

On the way, Tuanyiyi also said to Weixi, "Master, are all the ancient tombs that big? There's less than the size of a village here."

Wei Xi compared here, and compared to the small dirt pit where Wei Dedao was buried, and he couldn't help but look back a few more times, feeling a little depressed. The second apprentice on the side seemed to have noticed it, and put his palms on the back of his head, pulling his lowered eyes back, and then said solemnly: "The regulations of this ancient tomb are very high, and it is not the treatment that ordinary people have. ."

Wei Xi felt better: "Really?"

After hearing this, a middle-aged man who was getting out of the car immediately nodded in agreement: "This was reported after being accidentally discovered some time ago. It is indeed a very rare large-scale ancient tomb near the capital. Professor Li just started to inspect the site. I was so excited at the time, saying that the owner of this ancient tomb must have been rich or expensive. After all, such a large and complete cemetery is by no means easy to come across. After it is developed, it will definitely provide valuable resources for historical research in our country. material."

The big palm on the back of the head rubbed gently in the other party's description, Wei Xi looked up at the apprentice, and the other party was watching him calmly.

Wei Xi looked at those eyes for a while, and felt a little comfort in his heart.

The middle-aged man who spoke at this time sighed again: "Unfortunately, before we could finish the survey, Professor Li collapsed so suddenly."

It sounded that the professor Li mentioned by the other party was the one who fainted for unknown reasons at the archaeological site. After the middle-aged man finished his narration, his eyes stopped on Wei Xi again and asked Quan Yongzhen: "Master Quan, this is ?"

Quan Yongzhen introduced Weixi's origin, and then introduced him to Weixi: "Fellow Daoist Wei, this is Mr. Gu from the office of the local Ministry of Culture. He is in charge of supervising this archaeological work."

arts! change! department!

Hearing this introduction in Wei Xi's ears, he instantly pulled away from the unexplained confusion after meeting his apprentice, and stared at the other party.

Mr. Gu met his sharp eyes and looked puzzled. Does this have any opinion on himself

Wei Xi instantly took on the most stable attitude in his life, and shook hands with him to say hello: "Mr. Gu, hello."

Mr. Gu smiled at him. He had never heard of Taicang Sect before, and when he saw that Wei Xi was young and handsome, his impression was quite good, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Daoist Quan was very surprised. He had seen Wei Xi several times, and this person was cold and indifferent to everyone. Even an industry senior who held the right to review the membership of the local Taoist Association had never seen such an initiative. what is it today

Hearing that Mr. Gu turned around, the unity behind Wei Xi immediately said, "Master, isn't this the department responsible for reviewing advertisements!"

Weixi: "It should be good."

Unity: "That is to have a good relationship with him. Maybe the Zongmen advertisements we do will really be able to be on TV by then."

Master Quan: "..."

As soon as the master and apprentice finished their exchange, Wei Xi saw the old Taoist priest in front of him looking at him, "You guys..."

Wei Xi: "Huh?"

"..." Master Quan stared at him for a while, realizing that the topic the master and apprentice exchanged just now didn't seem to be joking, he was dumbfounded for a moment, and finally turned his head in a trance.

At this moment, he seemed to vaguely understand why many Taoist friends in the association mentioned Taicang Sect with complicated emotions.

Taicang Sect... What kind of Taoist temple is it...

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Hei Wuchang was also curious about what Mr. Gu was doing. After learning from Wei Xi that the other party's department was reviewing TV commercials, he lost interest and pinned his hopes on the leaders of the little police.

Professor Li was not sent to the hospital. At this time, he was still lying unconscious in the medical caravan. In addition to him, there were two people with similar symptoms placed on the cot next to him. But unlike Professor Li, who looks gentle and elegant, the description of these two people is much more embarrassing. The clothes on their bodies have been torn to tatters, their hair and face are covered with mud, even if they are in a coma, their expressions are still lingering fear.

Quan Daochang said: "These two people were discovered during the excavation of the archaeological team, and they may be villagers from nearby villages. When they were found, they were both lying in a cramped tomb, and they didn't know what happened before they fell into a coma. what."

Wei Xi took a closer look: "No symptoms of loss of soul."

Master Quan nodded: "Professor Li didn't either, but he wasn't in a normal coma, so I suspect that there might be some curse buried in the ancient tomb."

Wei Xi was okay, but the Mr. Gu frowned fiercely: "Is there really such a thing?!"

Daoist Quan nodded cautiously: "After all, this is not an ordinary tomb. You also said that the archaeological team first guessed that this would be the tomb of a large family. Such a family may know a lot of ways."

Mr. Gu: "Then how to solve this kind of thing? Professor Li is too old, so he can't just faint like this."

Daoist Quan: "It's tricky. There were many methods in the past, and many of the methods may not be recorded in the ancient books. I checked the site of the tomb just now. There is no lingering yin here. If you want to ask the spirit to ask, it may not be successful. I'm afraid you can only slow down. Only by groping slowly can you know what the cursed magic weapon is."

Mr. Gu is also starting to worry now. He is working in a special position, whether he is willing or not. Over the years, he has indeed learned a lot of things that he did not want to believe in the past, but he can't let the outside world know. Quan Yongzhen is a registered veteran of the local Taoist Association. He is definitely not a liar. He said so. It seems that things are indeed more troublesome than they thought at the beginning.

At this time, I heard someone talking: "Master Hei, do you have any good ideas?"

When Mr. Gu looked up, he saw the young men from the Taicang Sect, the tall and strong one was asking about the black suit on the side.

The black suit didn't express any opinion during the whole process, so Mr. Gu almost ignored him. At this time, the man pushed his glasses, but said lightly: "This kind of big clan should have many relatives and friends, I will help you. Just ask."

ask... ask

Mr. Gu was a little confused. Who should go

He subconsciously looked at Daoist Quan, but Daoist Quan actually said "I forgot about him!", and after meeting Mr. Gu's gaze, he remained silent for a while, and then he coughed: "Black... Since the adults are willing to help, Mr. Gu should listen to him."

Listening to his tone, the black suit surnamed Hei seems to be quite powerful. Mr. Gu obeyed subconsciously, and thought he was going to do something, but he saw the black suit took out a token from his pocket, and said to the token, "Where is the person in charge of the Land Temple in the north of the city?"

Mr. Gu: "????"

Mr. Gu asked Quan Yongzhen in a low voice, "Is he asking for a messenger?"

Quan Yongzhen nodded complicatedly, and then heard Mr. Gu mutter to himself: "I've heard of your practice of asking God before, and you have to repeat it for a long time. It doesn't seem to be that simple..."

Quan Yongzhen: "..."

Can leaders inspect work the same way we can? You don't want to sound like we are inferior to others, okay

Mr. Gu was still thinking about whether this kind of casual summoning password would be successful. As a result, after the black suit's voice landed, there was a rapid response on the scene. In less than half a second, a gust of wind rose flat on the ground!

After feeling the wind, Mr. Gu was surprised: "The speed of response is also faster than when I saw you ask God before!"

Quan Yongzhen: "..."

Do people have the same attitude toward leadership as they do with us? ! I'm really going to get angry if you talk like that again!

As soon as Hei Wuchang's voice entered the land temple department in the north of the city, the messengers in the entire temple were shocked. The land master didn't dare to send his subordinates. In the area under our jurisdiction, our land department has lost a long way to welcome it, and it is too negligent!"

Hei Wuchang waved his hand: "I don't want to disturb you, land, let me ask you, do you know who is the owner of this mausoleum outside?"

Mr. Gu couldn't see the appearance of the land. After hearing his name, he realized that the black suit was actually invited by the land master, and he was even more surprised: "Master Quan, didn't you invite the messenger before? He asked How is the land master? What is the relationship between the land master and Mingcha?"

Quan Yongzhen's voice squeezed out of his teeth: "The difference in the area belongs to the jurisdiction of the land in this area."

"Subordinates?" Mr. Gu said, "How convenient is that, why don't you usually invite him, and go to the trouble of asking the messenger?"

Quan Yongzhen: "..."

What the hell is the problem with not eating minced meat

Mr. Gu was also surprised: "Master Quan, why don't you speak?"

Quan Yongzhen: "Haha."

Mr. Gu was puzzled by the sudden silence and anger of Taoist Master Quan. The black impermanence over there had already progressed. The land master who was present looked out of the car window and recognized it: "Isn't this our Director Sima's house?"

Tuanjie is very envious: "Director... You are so rich in life, I didn't expect to be an official in death."

The land was a little embarrassed to hear what he said: "The Sima family has a small foundation in Fengdu, and his uncle is also the head of the public security department of Huangquan Road, Fengdu, and usually has some contacts with our company. Later, Director Sima was admitted to our land in the north of the city. Secretary, work hard and conscientiously, and the year-end comments from Fengdu have always been excellent. After comprehensive consideration, this has led to a faster promotion."

Unity: "… "

The second generation of the rich is alive, and the second generation of officials is dead. What the hell is an unfair society.

Hei Wuchang obviously knew the way, and in his silence, he hurriedly coughed to interrupt the conversation: "I have something to ask him, and I also invite Director Sima to come and talk."

The land did not dare to be neglected, so he set off immediately, and after a while, he brought back a graceful messenger, who at first glance could only be raised by a wealthy family. As soon as this messenger appeared, before he had time to bow to the black impermanence, his eyes fell out of the window in shock: "Who dug my grave like this!"

Everyone: "… "

Quan Yongzhen's expression was also embarrassed. Seriously, from the other side's point of view, things were really good.

But the embarrassment turned into embarrassment, but people couldn't help but to save, Quan Yongzhen also forgot that he was angry with Mr. Gu, and quickly stepped forward and explained the reason for asking the other party out.

Director Sima didn't want to cooperate: "They dig my grave, should they learn some lessons?"

The leader who brought him hurriedly did ideological work for him: "Director Sima, your realm can't be so narrow, is this digging a grave? This is archaeological work! Don't talk about you, which is the tomb of the Three Kings and Five Emperors? Haven’t been dug up? We can’t lose our sense of social responsibility if we leave the world! Archaeological work is a study of the past history of the human world, which is very meaningful and helpful to many cultures!”

Director Sima said reluctantly, "That's not the same as moving my tomb, what's the difference between robbing a tomb?"

Hei Wuchang heard this, his expression sank, and he shouted in a low voice: "Nonsense! Tomb robbery is illegal and disorderly, and the archaeological team has the development procedures under planning and approval, and it is not profitable, how can they be confused!"

Director Sima was stunned for a while, his eyes were blank, as if he had realized something.

The land master whispered to him: "Now our underworld is working hard to reform with Yangjian. At such a critical time, our underworld staff must work together and lead by example. Not to mention you, the tomb of my hometown is 800 years old. It was dug up, what did I say? Do you know how much effort scholars in the world have made to deduce our past history? The only thing I regret is that I was too poor before I died, and I failed to leave more ancient books and cultural relics for others to refer to. As a parental official, you must also understand this truth."

Director Sima couldn't help but burst into tears: "Your Excellency said yes!"

Hei Wuchang was also moved and praised: "This land is really advanced in thinking and can be an example."

The land waved his hand embarrassedly: "Where, if the Minister of Impermanence appreciates it, please also say a few words for me in Fengdu during the year-end evaluation this year."

Quan Yongzhen: "..."

Quan Yong really looked at the ideological education here in astonishment, and saw that Director Sima had wiped his tears and turned his head: "This Taoist priest, there is a Fangtian Huayin buried in the main seat of my tomb, you dig it out. Sprinkle it with white wine, and it won't disturb the world in the future."

Quan Yongzhen hurried back to his senses, thinking in amazement that it was a treasure like Fang Tianhuayin, and thanked him overjoyedly.

After a moment of hesitation, Director Sima spoke again: "Besides, my bookcase is buried in the southwest corner. It contains ancient books that I have treasured for many years, as well as poems and essays I wrote. You can study those ancient books, but you will still pay attention to them. There are poems and articles... If you can, can you publish them for me? I have written articles for so many years, and I ask myself that I can’t achieve Li Bai and Du Fu, but who knows, but I have no name in Yangjian. If these poems can be used as auxiliary materials for elementary school teaching in Yangjian , I must remember this understanding in the future!"

Elementary school teaching materials... Really a cultural person with goals. Quan Yongzhen: "... I try to recommend it."

Director Sima showed a faint smile on his face, raised his hand and waved, Professor Li, who was still in a coma on the bed, let out a shallow moan, as if he was about to wake up.

However, after seeing the two disgraced people lying next to Professor Li, he suddenly changed his face: "These two are tomb robbers! The jade pendants hanging around their necks are my burial!"

******

The final result is that the archaeological team not only rescued Professor Li, but also caught two tomb robbers who thought they had entered the villagers by mistake.

Mr. Gu heard a single sentence on the side, and in a daze, seeing that Daoist Quan had begun to gather people in Guanli to dig up the seal, he was still stunned: "Is this all right?!"

How to do it? What about subduing demons and subduing demons? Why didn't even burn a piece of paper, and the matter was settled like this

Quan Daochang was even more uncomfortable than him. He felt that he had gone through an interview activity, and he also had deep doubts about his professional nature: "Okay."

Mr. Gu looked at Taicang Zong and his party in shock, and couldn't help but suggest to Daoist Quan: "Daoist Quan, I think this is a good way of doing things, and the economy and environmental protection are not shocking. If we encounter this kind of thing in the future, we will do the same. bring it on."

Master Quan: "..."

Be kind, why do you keep farting

Mr. Gu couldn't understand the meaning of his eyes, but he really admired Taicang Zong at this moment, and he took the initiative to shake hands: "Master Wei, thank you, you have helped a lot this time."

When Wei Xi thought of the other party's department, he also behaved politely. Hearing his words of thanks, he immediately suggested: "Mr. Gu, you're welcome, we also have something to ask you."

Mr. Gu didn't go to his heart, and he laughed: "That's great, it's unavoidable in the next definition."

Wei Xi: "Really?"

Mr. Gu: "Tsk! Can't you trust me? Do what you say, I'm a dog if you reject me!"

After he finished speaking, he went to sigh with Daoist Quan: "This Daoist guard looks very young, but he is very calm in his work, and he also said that he wants to ask me for help. How can I, the Ministry of Culture, be able to help him? It will save face."

Master Quan: "...hehe."

Mr. Gu: "What is Master Quan laughing at?"

Daoist Quan gave a pitiful look at the poor idiot who didn't know what organization he had been targeting, and felt a little relieved for a while: "It's nothing, you will know later."

The author has something to say: Wei Xi: "That's great, he agreed!"

Mr. Gu: "..."

Master Quan: "I advise you to be kind and stop talking nonsense."