Facing the familiar greetings of the young man, I couldn't help but be stunned:

"Donor, does the monk know you?"

Jiang Ping's smile froze on his face, pointed at his face in disbelief, and said in a bit angry:

"Can you forget such a handsome face? Damn, I paid for it when I visited the flower building with you."

Bujie immediately reacted: "So it's you, donor Jiang!"

This is the first time I went to hell, I can't forget it if I don't quit.

He clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, donor Jiang, you have become better, and the little monk didn't recognize you for a while."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ping immediately laughed, hugged Bujie's shoulder without seeing him, and said happily:

"If I don't say why I've been thinking about you all the time, I like your honesty and won't lie."

Bujie struggled with his shoulders a little restrainedly, but found that with his strength, he could not escape at all. He was not panicked and recited the Buddha's name again:

"Mencius does not lie, and the monk will not lie."

"Yes, society is so complicated now, so people like you who are brave enough to tell the truth. I haven't asked you why you came here, you won't be here to get married again, right?"

Jiang Ping glanced at the blind old man and his granddaughter.

Speaking of which, Monk Bujie was just a chance encounter, but his real goal this time was the blind old man.

This blind old man's identity is not simple.

He is one of the Tianluo, the first mysterious intelligence organization in Zhao State.

Well, ex-Tianluo.

It is said that because he had to quit the organization because he privately stole an important treasure in the organization, he began to hide his identity.

But even so, his source of information and intelligence personnel are very comparable.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have sat at home and could know the world.

After all, not everyone has a player forum, and they can read gossip news on it every day when they are bored.

Jiang Ping guessed that who is the real owner of the mysterious Tianluo organization is probably Emperor Zhao.

A little incredible.

But the news was informed by his father-in-law who finally left the seclusion, and Jiang Ping believed it.

My father-in-law has been in seclusion for more than two years, but the effect is just so good.

His strength is even worse than that of Dong, and he is almost the same as that of Master. Although he is both the most powerful master, he is not a little bit inferior to the level of mythology.

After sitting for several years, Tie Ao finally recognized the facts and came out.

If the myth realm can be broken through by retreat, then there will be no legend of a myth for a hundred years.

So Tie Ao came out.

After coming out, he began to understand everything that happened in the past two years, including Jiang Ping, the position of director of the Martial Arts Department.

Out of the eyes of an excellent leader, Tie Ao pointed out the biggest flaws of the Martial Arts Department today.

That is the lack of intelligence networks.

The Martial Arts Department was established shortly after it was founded. Even though Zhao Huang was strongly supported by it, the East Factory was established in the front, and the God-Captain Department was reorganized.

The resources that Emperor Zhao can leave to the Martial Arts Department are actually very few.

What's more, the current director of the Martial Arts Department is still Jiang Ping.

Therefore, most of the information sources in the Martial Arts Department now have to be outsourcing. Not only does it cost a lot, but the security of the information cannot be guaranteed.

But Jiang Ping didn't care before.

After all, the outsourced agency is called Diwang, which is a thing he inherited from his father-in-law.

But the left hand is just the right hand.

But Tie Ao refused. He said that Diwang was entrusted by his life and death exchange, and was a very simple civil organization and was unwilling to get involved in too much official background.

Even when he became the leader of the local network, he also hid his identity.

It seems that I am collecting money to do things now, but over time, I will inevitably be assimilated by the Martial Arts Department. It will be extremely difficult to withdraw at that time.

Jiang Ping naturally follows good deeds.

The father-in-law was so kind to him, so of course he had to do what he ordered, which was the question of who would replace him.

And the father-in-law also gave the perfect answer to this question.

If the earth network doesn’t work, then look for Tianluo.

How can Tianluo be found? How can he hide it from his father-in-law who has been operating in Shangjing for decades?

Tie Ao directly gave information about the blind old man.

When Jiang Ping came here on this trip, he invited him to work in the Martial Arts Department and asked him to form the Martial Arts Department's intelligence agency.

As for whether the blind old man would like to do so, it is not within his thoughts.

Everyone is here, you can't go home empty-handed.

But when he heard Jiang Ping's joke, he replied honestly:

"The little monk is here to get married this time."

As he said this, he said pitifully: "But the little monk has no treasure to change his wife."

Jiang Ping: "..."

"Dare you ask, this wife was also appointed by your master for you?"

Don't stop nodding.

"Tell me honestly, how many marriages did your master sign for you? Mad, it's been ten years. Have you not finished marrying your wife yet?"

Thinking of his seven wives who would never quit in the future, Jiang Ping wiped the tears of envy at the corner of his mouth and asked justice.

Why doesn’t he have a good master who considers his lifelong affairs like this?

At this moment, Jiang Ping completely forgot the operation of Tianzun giving him four wives when he met.

It's useless to remember it.

How can four compare to seven?

Bujue touched his bald head and sighed:

"The little monk is also very troubled. Master always told the little monk at the end that he had another marriage. The little monk went down the mountain three times and asked for marriage three times, but he asked someone to drive him out.

This should be the last time, because the little monk has passed away.”

Don’t quit your hands together and recite the Buddha’s name silently.

Jiang Ping patted Bujie's shoulder: "Sorry, in the future, you will go to hell and eliminate demons, which will be considered as accumulating merits for your master."

Bujie said distressedly: "The charges for hell are too expensive, and the little monk can't afford to go."

"It's okay. Since your master is gone, we are old friends. I will introduce you to a good job, which is rich in money. If you want to go to hell, you will go to hell in the future.

Your master will definitely be relieved in heaven.”

Jiang Ping has a good brother expression from whom we are.

Although he mainly came to find the blind old man this time, it would be nice to abduct Bujie. He couldn't watch him die in a few years and go to the Qin and Zhao borders to die.

Of course, the great masters of the future are also an important reason.

This monk can fight against the killing god of Qin.

Even though he died in the end, he was just not even left with a scum.

Through the competition of shoulder-to-back, he had already tested that Monk Bujie's strength had broken through to the great master of martial arts, and was even much stronger than ordinary new masters.

According to the comparison of half of the strength of the test, Bujie at this moment should be the strength of the old master.

Now he is fooled by him and he is sure to make a profit.

Bujie nodded first, then shook his head:

"Master Jiang, how can you be so embarrassed? And the little monk still needs to practice. The little monk has returned to secular life and has to find a wife."

When Jiang Ping saw that there was a chance, he immediately told the blind old man:

"Old man, you just said you were going to marry your granddaughter, didn't you?"

Bujie stopped him and said, "Donor Jiang, the little monk cannot afford treasures, and the master lied to the little monk again. This wife was not given for free."

Jiang Ping waved his hand: "Don't talk, look at me."

The blind old man smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, I made an appointment with the young monk's master. When the young monk passes his cultivation, he will come to find me.

I will marry my granddaughter to him. I just said it was just a joke.

Xiaofang comes here.”

"No, no!"

Jiang Ping stopped the blind old man and said:

"How can my brother not prepare a football gift? I will give him this gift first.

A white jade wall is used as an embellishment, a pair of longan jade beads are used as a token of love, and a large house with two in and two out of the most prosperous area in the city is used as a new house, plus a pocket money of ten thousand taels of gold.

It's probably the same, let's make up for what's not enough."

The blind old man shivered more and more as he heard it.
To be continued...