Chu Dao also expressed his opinion: "My friend Qin said it directly, don't be too disgusted."

Qin Kun nodded: "Actually, it may be a bit difficult for you to ask for help. I want to find a tattoo, to be precise, someone with a tattoo. The tattoo should be similar to the urn. According to my speculation, it should be someone who knows how to live and die. Well... you can call him the Ten Death Seals."

After Qin Kun finished speaking, he found that Jing Sansheng and Chu Dao were both stunned.

"Why... Could it be that what I described...is it a little unclear?"

Chu Dao shook his head, very suspicious.

Qin Kun was shocked and found that Jing Sansheng was also looking at him lustfully.

"I... have flowers on my face?" Qin Kun asked again.

Jing Sansheng laughed like a lunatic, without seeing the sadness just now: "Qin Kun! I know that person, give money!!"

this……

After Jing Sansheng finished his roar, he stretched out his big hand. As a disciple of the Taoist sect, the Dou Zong ghost catching master did not know how to write the word "reserved".

Qin Kun took out 1,000 yuan, saw that Jing Sansheng had a star's eyes, and smashed him in his hand, and then took it back.

"Okay, you owe me 500 now."

"Qin Kun, believe it or not, I will kill you!!!" I got the 1,000 yuan and flew out again. Jing Sansheng broke off a bed board and was on the verge of running away.

Qin Kun was serious: "Calm down, if you break it down, your bed will collapse, and you will be exempted from 1,000 yuan. You will be content! Tell me quickly, who is that person?"

"You want to know? There is no door!" Jing Sansheng was obviously angry.

"Then you still owe me 1500."

"you……!!"

When Chu Dao saw Qin Kun's smug look, he knew that he was teasing Jing Sansheng.

Chu Dao took a sip of tea and said a little sadly: "That guy, Xiaoyou Qin, should have heard of it, is called Zuo Jinchen."

"The head of the family - the close minister of the 'Xuanru'."

...

A month has passed since the 3-month mission.

Qin Kun is a little sad now.

He didn't expect that the head of the Northern Sect Family also had ten dead seals!! This feeling was extremely unreal. He even suspected that something went wrong in the system.

However, the most abominable thing is that I don’t know where he is.

Waiting without clues is the most terrifying thing.

...

Qin Kun has been in a little gloomy these days.

But Jing Sansheng is in a good mood these days. He teaches his disciples Taoism during the day, and holds his own tape recorder at night, listening to songs in great intoxication.

Although there are many yards here, there are many disciples. Qin Kun and Jing Sansheng live in the same house. Every night, they hear Jing Sansheng sing "Sweet Honey" to bombard his eardrums.

Teresa Teng's song has emerged in 1979 and is popular on the streets and alleys. Qin Kun also brought a few tapes of her when he returned to Linjiang.

"Sweet, you smile sweetly, as if flowers are blooming in the spring breeze~ in the breeze~"

As soon as Jing Sansheng sang along, Qin Kun's voice came from the corner: "Old Jing, I think you are at the age of finding a partner."

Jing Sansheng curled his lips: "You know nothing! The Dou Zong method was originally to strengthen yang and suppress yin. We were too strong. We found an ordinary girl. After sleeping together for a long time, the other party would grow a beard, his voice became thicker, and his throat became staggered. Wouldn't it hurt her? In ancient times, when we were polygamous, our Dou Zong disciples would find wives and concubines. Now, because we advocate monogamy, we basically won't get married. Do you understand?"

"Well...so that's the case. But are you sure the reason for not getting married is monogamous? Not that you are too poor to afford to marry a wife?"

After Qin Kun asked, a teacup flew over like a cannonball. Qin Kun's neck shrank and the teacup fell to pieces on the wall.

Qin Kun coughed dryly: "Okay, I won't ask anymore. You can continue."

Jing Sansheng was too lazy to pay attention to Qin Kun. These days, he specially asked someone to take the wires into his house. Now listening to Teresa Teng's singing, he felt like he was in his first love.

...

As an advanced person who has been exposed to capitalism, Qin Kun used sugar-coated shells in a variety of ways. After learning about it, Jing Sansheng was inspired by Qin Kun and immediately applied this method to training.

"Listen, we will start now and conduct assessments every week. Excellent disciples can come to my room to listen to tapes and radio! A reward of 1 hour!"

The disciples of Douzong now know that Master Jing Sansheng has a meter. I heard that this kind of thing is magical and expensive, and costs 1,000 yuan! The momentum of capitalism has invaded China at this time, and everyone is used to using money to measure the value of a thing.

No matter how much the 1,000-yuan tape is calculated, these young boys have made them work hard, and the goal is nothing else, just to go to the uncle's house to listen to the tape.

So every weekend, an old bachelor in the room was singing "Sweet Honey" with a little bachelor. The bachelors lay beside Jing Sansheng's bed, holding their cheeks, and looking at Jing Sansheng and the tape recorder like a pilgrimage, shaking their heads, immersing themselves in the ocean of music with great intoxication.

So, in a very short time, the Douzong, from top to bottom, including Jing Sansheng's only disciple, Nie Xiaobin, who was only 4 years old, also began to sing this song.

...

"Nie Xiaobin, if possible, please walk away from my bed, thank you."

Qin Kun was a little puzzled. When all the disciples came to Jing Sansheng's side, why did this little boy like to come to him?

"Qin Kun, Xiaobin is in love with you. You are so rich now, why would you better support him as your son?" Jing Sansheng thought of something and spoke.

Qin Kun despised me, "I can't have a son if I have money? I can't afford to raise it myself, so I'm so embarrassed to accept it." Besides, I haven't been born this year, so I'll raise a *!!

"Come on, I won't rob your great disciple."

Qin Kun covered Nie Xiaobin's round head with five fingers. After slowly turning, Nie Xiaobin was turned around and pushed towards Jing Sansheng.

Jing Sansheng sent him back to the house. When he came back, he sighed: "Xiaobin's family is in a village in the suburbs of the city. His parents were doing mud work and fell to death. He had an older brother, but he died prematurely. The relatives at home all said that he was unknown and no one took him in. Seeing that he was pitiful, I had to accept him as a disciple. Xiaobin's talent is quite good. I plan to change his name and let him go to school. Kuishan will definitely disperse in the future. I can't let him be like me and have no ability in the future."

When Jing Sansheng said that when he was incompetent, his rough big hands rubbed his eyes. Qin Kun had never seen Jing Sansheng like this before, and his heart was slightly touched.

He looked at this stubborn fellow Douzong in silence. He was 6 years younger than Chu Dao and 2 years younger than Wu Xiong, but he looked the oldest among the three, with his hair a little gray.

Qin Kun didn't know how to answer the words, so he chose to remain silent.

Jing Sansheng might feel that his topic was too depressing, so he simply took it easy.

"By the way, I asked Senior Brother Chu, he read a lot and gave Xiaobin a nice name, Nie Yuxuan. What do you think?"

"Good name, I hope he will not be an alcoholic in the future."

...

Another month passed, and on this day, the street office suddenly came to the old house in Kuishan and told them that they had a phone number.

The phone call was called by Ge Zhan.

"The scope of the left minister has been determined."

Jing Sansheng, who received the news, hurriedly ran back and told Qin Kun the news.

"How did you find him?"

"My uncle sent someone to chase him for more than half a year, killed four guardians of the underworld altar beside him, and had completely surrounded him."

“Where?”

"Blind Tooth Mountain Fengdu Temple."
Chapter completed!