Vulgar Master Chapter 165

"Uncle, you can't kill your relatives righteously!"

Ran Zhicheng cried and grabbed the ground, wishing he could hug Zhou Bawa's thigh on the spot, Zhou Bawa kicked it away with a disgusting kick.

"Bum, whoever kisses you, I'm really unfamiliar."

Big New Year, bad luck.

However, Zhou Bawa was just talking about it, but in the end, he didn't really call the police and didn't send Ran Zhicheng to the squatting bureau.

In fact, from the previous look, I knew that Zhou Bawa had always just been bluffing, telling him to be honest, and if he really wanted to send him to a squatting situation, he sent it back in Bencheng, and can't wait until now.

As for the reason why Zhou Bawa did this, in addition to being too lazy to care about him, it was not entirely because Ran Zhicheng was Ran Qiuran's father, but there were other considerations, which can probably be seen from Zhou Bawa's later words.

Next, Zhou Bawa didn't seem to want to talk more about Ran Zhicheng, and without saying a few words, he turned his head and walked away with the old girl Zhou Jiuling who was very good at watching the atmosphere and shut up and didn't get involved in this matter, and continued to visit the temple fair.

But Ran Zhicheng shamelessly followed, Zhou Bawa turned his head and asked him, what are you doing, Ran Zhicheng cried and said:

"Uncle, I've been short on money recently. I haven't eaten well for a few days. I'm starving."

"Oh oh oh..."

Zhou Bawa slapped his hand suddenly, Ran Zhicheng saw his eyes full of anticipation, thinking that it was the uncle who was soft-hearted, but he heard Zhou Bawa say the next sentence:

"Then you continue to be hungry."

Gan! Ran Zhicheng wasted his feelings, thinking that you didn't want to give this meal, why did you make such a big move, I'm happy for nothing.

Zhou Bawa asked him again smoothly:

"What do you want the homeless children to do in the capital?"

Ran Zhicheng scratched his head: "I don't know, I just said that I would have my comrades nearby come to visit the temple fairs in various places in the capital today. If it's okay, it's okay, but if..."

Ran Zhicheng: "If you see 'Lao Buddha crying lotus', it is a signal from the comrades who are crying Lingshan."

Ran Zhicheng: "When the time comes, the homeless children nearby will do their best to help, and seek Datong for the brothers and sisters who love each other in their vacuum hometown... Datong is a great way to get a good son, and the Bincheng Dojo has been killed, and the ghosts will be the homeless children. Take advantage of you, uncle, think of a way to save me out."

Ever since Ran Zhicheng found out about the fate of the lost homeless child who died at the Bincheng Dojo, he was worried and tortured every day.

However, will Zhou Bawa take care of him? The trouble was on him, not someone else, but Zhou Bawa waved his hand and said indifferently:

"What's the hurry? It's great to be organized and disciplined and still love each other. You can stay in there."

Ouch sin! Ran Zhicheng wanted to cry without tears.

Of course, it's useless for Ran Zhicheng to cry again. Zhou Bawa doesn't care about his troubles. He just learned the information from his mouth. That crying Lingshan is doing something else.

Tsk, the New Year's Eve is uneasy, how much overtime is paid by your illegal organization in January? Are you still working overtime during the holidays?

The lion dance wears a big hide, and the lantern riddles hang in the busy city.

At the other end of the temple fair, Xu Baihua, a consultant from the Poll Bureau, and Zhang Shun, his deputy, also appeared here.

The two of them didn't look like they were here for the festival. Of course, what kind of festival would the two big men celebrate together.

Obviously, that can only be the business of the polling bureau.

The cause was about twelve hours ago, when the polling bureau in charge of social security management received reports from enthusiastic people and caught a group of homeless children who had gathered illegally in a rented house.

I have to interject here. After the audition for the dojo a year ago, the top and bottom documents said two things.

One thing is that Bingbing Jue is classified as a contraband, and individuals in China are prohibited from illegally possessing it. There is a follow-up to this matter. After all, the incense burner of Zhou Bawa's family has a Bing Bing Jue production line in her hands, but I will talk about it later.

Another thing is that Dakuling Mountain was classified as an illegal organization, and the homeless children were asked to be arrested.

Yesterday, the polling bureau arrested the homeless children, and learned from the confession what Ran Zhicheng and Zhou Bawa said just now, and the arrangement of Dawailing Mountain.

And among the criminals arrested, there is a homeless child with a higher internal level, who knows more information and knows the purpose of the homeless child gathering to various temple fairs in the capital.

The purpose of crying Lingshan is to find something.

The relics of the Lantern Festival.

According to the confession of the homeless child, the upper peak of Dawailing Mountain said that the relics of the Lantern Festival will appear in a certain lantern riddle temple fair in Beijing on the fifteenth Lantern Festival.

Therefore, Dawailing Mountain sent many homeless children to various temple fairs in the capital, just to find the relic of Duke Yuanxiao, which is a very important thing.

The polling bureau learned the news and reported it to the high-level executives. The high-level executives have a hundred and no taboos who are masters of the Yigua Temple. They are good at divination and fortune telling. After the divination, they gave instructions based on the confession information.

Be sure to take back that, the relic of Duke Yuanxiao, and it must not fall into the hands of an illegal organization like Dawailing Mountain. It is an important thing that has a critical impact.

As for the relics of Duke Yuanxiao, what exactly are they?

It's not mentioned above, it's classified.

Anyway, the order is to get the relics of Duke Yuanxiao, and not to fall into the hands of criminals, no matter what it is, just execute the order.

As a result, the polling bureau dispatched to patrol the local jurisdictions where temple fairs were held in the capital, ready to crack down on the illegal organization Dawailing Mountain, and at the same time to obtain the relics of the Lantern Festival.

The lantern riddle temple fair in this area that Xu Baihua came to also happened to be the temple fair that Zhou Bawa came to visit.

Xu Baihua is not a person who can live easily. Besides, it is worthwhile for him to run the task and make contributions in the polling bureau.

Because he was sent from the archaeological team to the polling bureau, if he made achievements and meritorious deeds, he would have the opportunity to be transferred back.

Although in the Customs Reform Association, the archaeological team and the National Polling Bureau are equal units in the administrative level, they are parallel and independent of each other, and there is no such thing as a subordinate or superior, but Xu Baihua has worked in the archaeological team before.

He is very clear that this is not a question of the administrative level, but a question of the depth of secret contact with the secular world.

The depth of the archaeological team's exploration of secular secrets is comparable to that of the public security bureau. Only in the archaeological team can there be more opportunities to improve the strength of "Pretending to be Dirty".

Xu Baihua's personal career planning is not about pursuing social status, but about pursuing cultivation strength.

So, of course, he was reluctant to part with the archaeological team, and he was unwilling to be transferred to the Bureau of Polls, otherwise he had been so bad-tempered and had no good face.

Does Xu Baihua have the spirit and strength to become a small consultant to the polling bureau instead of making a name for himself in the archaeological team?

He couldn't recognize it at all, and sooner or later he would have to make merit and be transferred back.

Now, when such a crying spirit mountain comes to the fore, Xu Baihua knows that the opportunity has come.

The credit for cracking down on this large-scale criminal organization, Dawailing Mountain, should not be small, but he couldn't take it himself.

Xu Baihua had seen him at the Bincheng Dojo before, and he was suspected to be the leader of Big Crying Spirit Mountain, a vulgar **** with a lifeless mother and his terrifying strength.

That strength is probably comparable to the top experts in the archaeological team. Although Xu Baihua is not weak, he also knows that he is far from the top group, and he is definitely not his opponent.

However, yesterday another relic of the Lantern Festival popped up.

Xu Baihua asked his own master Huang Shisan about this.

Although Lord Thirteen Huang is not like the vulgar **** of the Yi Gua Temple, he is so specialized in fortune-telling, but Lord Thirteen Huang's main attack ability to see things is also a half expert in this regard.

Therefore, Xu Baihua also knew what the Lantern Festival's relics were.

Hiss, it's no wonder that Big Crying Mountain will put his mind on this thing, no wonder that it is very important for the higher-ups to change the name. This thing is really important.

It's a good thing to be important. Xu Baihua said in his heart that if he took the credit for this time, he might be able to return to the archaeological team.

Therefore, Xu Baihua was rarely active on patrol today, and he didn't catch any fish, and his deputy Zhang Shun was shocked. Today, Chief Xu didn't scold the leader of the polling bureau, and then skipped work.

Cough, I can see what this guy usually does.

On Xu Baihua's side, he was patrolling the temple fair, looking for the out-of-towners of Dawailing Mountain's minions, and said in his heart that you should not be caught by me, otherwise you will have good juice to eat.

At the same time, he communicated with his own secular gods, Huang Shisan Ye and Biebao God, to see if he could find out where the Lantern Festival Gong's relics were as soon as possible.

They have already locked the location at this temple fair, so they came here, but they haven't found the specific location yet.

While he was searching for power, Mr. Thirteen Huang suddenly pointed in one direction, indicating that it was wrong. At the same time, Xu Baihua's walkie-talkie sent instructions from the main station:

"The siren... Xu... A citizen called the police. There is a suspected incident of a temple master commanding a vulgar **** to hurt people near you. Please rush to it."

Xu Baihua knew immediately that what Huang Thirteen had found was the same thing, and hurriedly called Zhang Shun there.

The two rushed to the scene quickly, and saw a lot of people onlookers in front of a Buddhseeking booth at the Lantern Riddle Temple Fair.

In the middle of the crowd, a pregnant woman clutched her stomach and was supported by her husband. Her face was pale and sweaty.

Behind the Buddhseeking booth opposite the couple, sat a plump monk, smiling like a Maitreya.

But this smiling face couldn't help but look at it three times. After looking at it three times, it was a little unusual. The big monk didn't know if it was because of his fat body, plump spiritual flesh, and accumulation of fat on his face.

As a result, it seems to have five senses, but it can't see the hole.

Is this the fat covering up?

Weird, terrifying, that smiling face gets worse the more you look at it. Maitreya's smiling face at first glance can't go back. Instead, it is an indescribable horror and terrifying thought. It feels like, desperately wanting to ask for a pair that you haven't seen before. s eyes.

In this way, Xiao Maitreya said to the couple:

"A Buddha, it's the benefactor, you hope your son will become a dragon, and ask the poor Dao to bless you. Children can be born intelligent and learned, so why do you regret blaming the poor Dao now?"

The big monk seemed to be talking about something ordinary, but the husband of the couple rushed up with anger on his face, grabbed the big monk's neck and asked:

"It's you monk! What the **** did you do! Why is my child committing suicide! Tell me clearly!"

The two were arguing, but the crowd shouted:

"Speaking! Speaking again!"

What did you say?

Pregnant woman talking in belly.

"It's so painful, the world is so painful, I don't want to be born..."

The voice in the pregnant woman's stomach is getting smaller, but the pregnant woman's own voice is roaring like a heartbreaker:

"Husband! It's pinching the umbilical cord! I can feel it pinching the umbilical cord! It's going to kill itself! Don't! Help it! Help it!"

Hiss, there is a strange scene that makes the scalp numb.

The pregnant woman screamed in horror when she was about to lose her child. The unborn child said across her belly that she didn't want to be born and wanted to kill herself by pinching the umbilical cord. The helpless husband grabbed the monk in horror and anger. Apart from questioning him in vain for what he had done, there was nothing he could do. .

Facing this situation, the great monk still had the same Maitreya smiling face, and said without fear of being beaten:

"A Buddha, the donor wants the child to be intelligent. The poor Dao has done his best, but he is still satisfied? Is there any wisdom? If you are satisfied, please give me some kindness to the Buddha."

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Because the update is a little delayed during this time, so I will sort out the recent plots to facilitate readers to read the book. The first few plots are about Miyun Reservoir, the death of a dragon, and exploring the map of Kanto to build Wangong motorcycles. Then the plot is about crying, Lingshan and the government. The Lantern Festival's relics, the starting point is the piece of the dojo master who moved bricks in the capital in the first few chapters, and then this is the introduction and embedding of the plot, and then the story continues.

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