Rebirth of the Huhuapi Shao

Sun Zhihua met the component of the Patrol Department in the conference room of the Provincial Party Committee. Hang Tian took the scorpion and appointed the scorpion at the meeting to temporarily serve as the director of the training office and training office of the Changbai Provincial Patrol Department.

After the meeting, Hangtian found these personnel who were working in the patrol hall respectively, and each person gave one million each. It is clear that this is the annual salary of the Patrol Department. After receiving the money, these people laughed.

Suddenly stating the position, we must do a good job of the Patrol Department.

Although everything was settled, the patrol department has not yet been listed, and Sun Zhihua temporarily called a colorful shooting field in the suburbs of Dongfeng City, and handed it to Hangtian as a place where the duty staff of the patrol department was temporarily trained.

Now everything is ready, the recruitment of veterans is smooth, and the salary given by Hang Tian is definitely high enough. Although there is an elimination system, the training period is still salary. In the end, it was directly recruited.

Some places are used for training for Hangtian.

The nearly 1,000 teams, I do n’t know how much they can be left after the final assessment, but the half of the “Poison Scorpion” team is definitely not enough.

Temporarily act as the instructor. [

After everything is orderly, Hang Tian is ready to go to a place, that is, Hongjun Palace, the business is done. Hangtian is time to do private affairs.

Today is the season of spring. The mountain roads are rugged. Now the snow on the mountain is melting, and no one is going up the mountain.

Hangtian walked to Hongjun Palace, and the mountain gate opened, but it seemed extremely deserted, and there were no hawkers in the summer stalls.

Entering this old Taoist view, a traveler ran out of a partial temple and said to Hangtian: "Believers, I would like to ask, what kind of service do you need?"

Hangtian couldn't recognize this little priest. It seems that this traveler did not see Hang Tianlai. After all, it was almost a year ago to steal treasure.

But the words of this little Taoist make Hangtian dumbfounded. This is the authentic marketing method. Are Taoist houses doing this today?

"Are your viewers here?" Hang Tian asked without answering.

The traveler wrote another series, and then stretched out his hands and said, "We look at the Lord, we must be widely associated."

Hang Tian looked at the hand reaching in front of himself. It was really Nai, took out a hundred -dollar bill, put it on the hand of the little Taoist, and said, "Is these good fate enough?"

The traveler shook his head and said seriously: "Life two, two lives, three, three lives, one is the beginning of all things, but if you want one, it takes ninety or nine, it is the so -called nine or nine."

Hang Tian was confused by the little Taoist, frowned slightly, and said impatiently: "How much do you just say?"

When the traveler saw Hangtian so direct, his face was slightly embarrassing, and he said with a dry cough: "Nine ..."

"Nine hundred?" Hang Tian asked in doubt.

The traveler's series, the mouth of the mouth, the Taoist name: "Shang Tai Yitianzun! Believers are compassionate, the number of nine is the number of fate, and the letter is self -understanding.

‘I realize that your grandma’ s legs are not implied. ’Hang Tian scolded in his heart, but he took out eight red 100 yuan bills and put it in the hands of the little Taoist.

The traveler stuffed the banknote in his sleeves calmly, and then said: "Letter!"

Hang Tian followed the little Taoist priest, and had to sigh that Taoism really made talents. This little Taoist was 16 or seventeen -year -old. He could do marketing so well, talent.

Passing through the partial palace, there is a small brick room behind the hall. The traveler walked in front of the door and said respectfully: "Obighb with the Lord, come to a letter, but I teach people who have fate, come to see it."

This little Taoist means ‘Boss, I’ m here, give money, I want to see you ’. [

A middle -aged man was lazy in the small brick room, saying, "You retreat."

The tribal tried another series, and then retreated.

Squeak ...

The door of the small brick house was opened, and a middle -aged Taoist came out and said, "Please ask for it."

Hang Tian's browsing slightly, this middle -aged Taoist, was the last time he came to steal the treasure, the person who jumped the cliff who would jump Hangtian.

"Do you remember me?" Hang Tian walked into this humble little brick house, looking back at the Taoist priest asking.

The middle -aged priest smiled slightly and said, "How about knowing and unknowingly, believers come here this time, don't know what happened?"

Hang Tian knows that this priest is definitely a lot of Chinese classics, and speaking is not like modern people at all.

After asking the middle -aged priest, he sat on the chair, took out a small book and a pen, and then turned to the blank page. Write the ‘XX year XX month xx day, one letter donated 900 yuan’.

Hang Tian was surprised, and there was a ledger? Is this Taoist?

The middle -aged Taoist saw that Hang Tian was surprised, and closed the book and laughed: "Taoist priests are also people, and they have to eat. If they have no money, they can only be hungry.

Hang Tian didn't want to be entangled on this issue, and asked directly: "I don't know what you buy and bombing with Hongjun Palace?"

The middle -aged Taoist did not have a little surprise when he heard the bombing, and smiled slightly: "Eleven people, I don't know which Taoist priest is?"

Hang Tian's eyes narrowed slightly and said, "The meaning of listening to the Tao, isn't you buying it?"

The middle -aged priest stood up his goat and laughed: "This road has never been down the mountain for many years, otherwise how can a believers escape last time?"

The last time Hangtian came, it was indeed not the opponent of this priest, otherwise there would be no need to jump the cliff. The last time Hangtian still wondered, why did not chase the priest's skills, it turned out that he couldn't go down the mountain.

"That chief knows the Taoist priests here?" Hang Tian did not doubt the priest's words. If he really bought the bomb, he would kill Hangtian, then he should not see Hangtian or so calm.

The middle -aged Taoist shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Hang Tian's face sank, sneered, and said, "Don't know? Why don't you be surprised at all?"

The middle -aged Taoist smiled: "Is the letter from Hangtian? Disciples of Honghuangmen?"

Hang Tian's eyes were cold, but before he spoke, the middle -aged Taoist went on to say: "Believers know that killing people? What is surprising? A cloud of traveling priests a few days ago, but they have gone."

Hang Tian looked at the calm smile of the middle -aged Taoist priest, and asked doubtful: "How do you know who I am? The murderer you said? Who do I want to pay?" [

The middle -aged Taoist stood up to make a cloud hand, and he even worked hard, and it was extremely extremely playing.

"The Hongjun Palace was once the outer branch of the Honghuang Gate, and you have to pay for your life. It was also the outer branch of the Honghuang Gate. You can understand it?" After the middle -aged priest finished several extremely moves, watching Hangtian faint

Smile.