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    Zhang Fan was instantly forced to do anything. What did this great monk mean?  Monks kneel to the sky and kneel to the Buddha. What does it mean to kneel to a junior like yourself?

    "Master, Master, what are you doing?"

    Zhang Fan quickly leaned over to help Master Kongtian, but Master Kongtian shook his head and whispered: "If Donor Zhang doesn't agree to the poor monk's request, the poor monk will not get up."

    Zhang Fan couldn't help but sweat, thinking to himself, old monk, are you cheating or moral kidnapping?  You didn't even explain anything clearly, but you asked me to promise you, and you won't get up even if I don't agree. Do you, the Buddha, know that you are like this?

    "Master, let's talk about something. I'm not the kind of person who talks without thinking. If you need anything, you have to tell me first and let me think about it before I can give you an answer. You can just say nothing like this.  It would be a bit difficult for me to agree."

    Zhang Fan feels that the most coveted thing about him is his eye-opening ability. When he was in Jiangzhou before, the big bosses of the Buddhist and Taoist associations were all eager to get what they wanted, but they were beaten by Taoist Aunt Qinglian.  After disrupting the situation, I was too embarrassed to open my mouth.

    If you want to talk about Taoism, it can be divided into the whole true one, and there are many, many smaller sects below. But on the Buddhism side, except for the tantric sect in a corner, all the monks in the country are from the same family. It is hard to guarantee that the news was not sent from Jiangzhou.  Let Master Kongtian come here and try to see if he can get Zhang Fan's method of opening the "clairvoyance".

    ¡°After all, Zhang Fan opened his eyes to the female anchor¡¯s cell phone during the live broadcast.

    "Amitabha, Donor Zhang, this, this, it's really hard for a poor monk to speak."

    When Master Kongtian said this, Zhang Fan began to believe that he wanted to open his eyes.  Actually, what¡¯s not good to say?  I wish I could find a rare commodity and sell you a few bottles of yin and yang blood.  Although you, Master Kongtian, are simply dressed, the fees charged in your temple are not low.  Zhang Fan doesn't have too much money.

    "It's okay, Master, but it doesn't matter what you say. Anyway, there are no outsiders here. From your mouth to my ears, there is nothing I can't say."

    "Well, it was the poor monk who was rude and asked the donor to agree without telling the reason. It is indeed the poor monk's fault. So, donor Zhang, can you not help Xie Tianyuan to thank the donor to solve the matter of the Dihao Building?"

    "What? Master, what did you say?"

    Zhang Fan was a little confused, but he still remembered that Xie Tianyuan said that he had asked Master Kongtian to come over and have a look. Master Kongtian said that he could not solve the problem and asked him to go to the capital to invite people.  Although he is not from the capital, he came here on the recommendation of Jin Shengyan. Although he has not found any clues for a while, Zhang Fan believes that it will not take long for him to figure out the problem with the Dihao Building.

    ??Could it be that the old monk asked Xie Tianyuan to go to the capital to hire people just to raise his own self-esteem, and then he would come out and ask for a high price after the people in the capital couldn't solve it?  That's not right. If that's the case, at least wait until you show signs of solving the problem before coming out. There is no reason to kneel down and beg for mercy so early.

    "Well, there are several laymen in the temple who like to watch those women's live broadcasts on weekdays. The poor monk also took a look that night and knew that Donor Zhang had extraordinary abilities and must be a capable person. Although the matter in the Dihao Building is difficult to solve,  Given time, donor Zhang will be able to solve it. But the poor monk thinks that it would be better not to solve the matter than to solve it."

    When the old monk said this, he folded his hands and recited a few verses.

    "Master, I don't understand what you are saying. People have been dying in the Dihao Building, and if Xie Tianyuan stops operating, the losses will be very huge. There is no way Xie Tianyuan can agree. If you ask me not to care about the Dihao Building, then isn't that right?  Do you want to continue killing people? As a disciple of Buddhism, this is not a good thing for you to say."

    The old monk¡¯s words made Zhang Fan feel a little disgusted.  Is this a form of local protectionism that prevents outsiders from intervening? Or do you think that things that you can't solve should not be solved by others, otherwise it will be a disgrace to your Buddha?  The image of Master Kongtian in Zhang Fan's heart plummeted, and even his title changed from "Master" to "Master".

    "Amitabha, the poor monk doesn't want Donor Zhang to solve the problem, just because he doesn't want to see more people suffer. Just ask Donor Xie to change the business hours back to the original ones. The poor monk suggested that Donor Xie go to the capital to find an expert, that is  I expected that the capable experts in the capital would not interfere in this matter, but I didn¡¯t expect Donor Zhang to come.¡±

    "The experts in the capital won't interfere? Is it because of geographical issues? Master, this argument doesn't convince me. I was originally here to travel, and I don't intend to stay in Erya permanently. I won't come to steal the business of your Fayuan Temple."  , Master, please rest assured about this. Of course, I also hope that Master will not come to ruin my business, come to collect ghosts or something, after all, the person above is now my employee, as long as it does not hurt anyone??I have to keep it safe.  "

    "Amitabha, Zhang Donor, you are thinking too much. I don't mean that. There are some things that are inconvenient to say clearly. I leave a word for the donor. Whether you can understand it depends on the donor himself"

    Seeing the confused look on Zhang Fan's face, Master Kongtian let out a long sigh, took out a piece of paper from his arms, clasped it on the coffee table, then stood up and bowed his head to Zhang Fan, without looking back.  Go outside the door.

    "Master, walk slowly."

    The various speculations in the conversation made Zhang Fan lose his favorable impression of the monk and he did not get up to see him off.  As for the piece of paper left by Master Kongtian, Zhang Fan directly grabbed it and threw it into the trash can.  This kind of behavior of wanting to make money without letting outsiders interfere makes him disgusted.  Everyone eats Feng Shui based on their personal abilities. Since you didn't win this job, why don't you let others do it?

    But after thinking about it, Zhang Fan took the piece of paper out of the trash can again.  He wanted to see what words the old monk would leave for him. Was it a threat or a warning?

    After reading the contents on the paper clearly, Zhang Fan found that things might be a little different from what he thought.

    There were no threats written on that piece of paper, there was only one simple word on it - dragon.

    "If someone else saw this dragon character, they would definitely think that the old monk was being mysterious, but Zhang Fan didn't think so.

    People often talk about the roar of dragons and roars of tigers. If you want to ask what the sound of dragon roar is, no one has heard it.  But Zhang Fan vaguely felt that the sound he heard in the dream surrounded by anger was the dragon's roar.

    There are also those black airflows like wireworms seen on Xie Guanghan and Xiang Lang.  Although Zhang Fan did not see parts such as head claws on the air flow, Zhang Fan couldn't help but be afraid of the powerful power contained in that air flow.

    The dragon character left by the old monk seems to be really meaningful. Could it be that it is not that he cannot solve the matter of Dihao Building, but is it really like what he said, not solving it is better than solving it?

    There were many questions in his heart, but since the old monk only left such a word but did not tell the truth on the spot, Zhang Fan knew that even if he found Fayuan Temple and went to the old monk, he would not say anything more.  I can only put this matter aside for now. Maybe if I know more about the Emgrand Building, I can figure it out. After all, I only stayed there for a few hours.

    Zhang Fan threw the piece of paper back into the trash can. Xiao Liu, who went out to buy Xiao Long Bao, had already returned.  Zhang Fan took the steamed buns and gave them to Huang Yihan. Well, of course, Brother Fan also had another meal of Huang Yihan's steamed buns.  Okay, Sister Han, I was wrong, it was a big meat bun.

    Huang Yihan, who is usually generous and generous, also acted coquettishly this morning. Fortunately, when she went out for lunch at noon, the ghost shop proprietress finally returned to her usual appearance, but she felt a little awkward when walking.

    Although he had been struggling all morning, Huang Yihan did not mention anything for Zhang Fan to be responsible for, and Zhang Fan also suppressed the things he wanted to ask before and did not say them out.

    Some words are meaningless if they are said too clearly.  When we were in the Dihao Building before, the front desk lady of the hotel did not know Zhang Fan and was not willing to open room 1214 for her. This shows that Xie Tianyuan did not arrange for the people in the building to receive Zhang Fan beforehand, but Xie Guanghan and Liu Ming  But Zhang Fan arrived quickly after he arrived on the 12th floor. So who told the Xie family about Zhang Fan's whereabouts?

    After lunch, Zhang Fan took a taxi and arrived at the Emgrand Building again. This time, as soon as he got off the car and before he walked into the gate, Xie Tianyuan's driver, Liu Ming, came up from the side. He had obviously been waiting for Zhang Fan here for a long time.

    "Mr. Zhang, where do you plan to visit today? The chairman already knows what happened last night. He paid special attention to it and asked me to wait for Mr. Zhang here early today. If you need anything, just tell me."

    "Then, I need your chairman to clear out everyone in the building after dark, okay?"

    Although Zhang Fan didn¡¯t want to tell Huang Yihan what was pressing in his heart, Zhang Fan was still a little unhappy after all.  Hearing Liu Ming mention Xie Tianyuan, he suddenly felt a little angry.

    "Mr. Zhang, if you need to do something, it will definitely be okay to vacate the building for a day or two. If it continues like this in the future, it probably won't work."

    Liu Ming, as Xie Tianyuan¡¯s confidant, is quite familiar with Xie Tianyuan¡¯s style of doing things, so this will definitely not be possible.

    "Well, tell him first that you are not allowed to have any contact with Huang Yihan anymore. I hate being watched."

    Liu Ming¡¯s facial muscles twitched.

    "Mr. Zhang, what do you mean?"

    "What do you mean, don't you know? I don't know what the relationship is between you, but from today on, it's best not to have any more contact. I hate being stared at."

    "Um, okay, this is no problem, I can promise Mr. Zhang."

    Liu Ming hesitated for a moment and nodded. Obviously, there are some things that cannot be hidden from Zhang Fan.

    "Well, that's good. It's still early now, so you can take me to your library in Erya City first."

    "Library? What are you going there for?"

    "Some information needs to be checked. If possible, help me find an old comrade on the local chronicle editorial board. I need their help with some things." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)?If there is any contact, I hate being stared at.  "

    "Um, okay, this is no problem, I can promise Mr. Zhang."

    Liu Ming hesitated for a moment and nodded. Obviously, there are some things that cannot be hidden from Zhang Fan.

    "Well, that's good. It's still early now, so you can take me to your library in Erya City first."

    "Library? What are you going there for?"

    "I need to check some information. If possible, help me find an old comrade on the local chronicle editorial board. I need their help with some things." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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