"You can just follow our Brother Yi in the future..." The fat man yawned, took out his cell phone and looked at the time, and said, "I'm going to go to bed. Fang Yi, let Si Yuanjie go to my room to sleep?"

"There are all two beds, just sleep here..." Fang Yi shook his head and said, "Si Yuanjie, we will be back to Jinling in two days. Do you think about whether to stay in the capital or follow us back to Jinling?"

Although I admire Si Yuanjie's character and martial ethics, Fang Yi does not like to force others when doing things, especially in Fang Yi's eyes, Si Yuanjie is still a child who has not grown up.●⌒,.

"I... I'll go to Jinling with Brother Fang and Fatty..."

Si Yuanjie made a decision without even hesitating. In fact, this time he came to Beijing. He originally planned to defect to a successor of Baguazhang in Beijing, but the book in the address book was stolen in his luggage, and now he can't contact him at all.

Moreover, although Si Yuanjie has a high seniority in Baguazhang, he has to rely on others for this trip, and he is somewhat resistant. So now that he has another place to go, Si Yuanjie immediately gave up his mind to go to join his fellow disciples.

"Okay, since you follow us, don't sell your tortoiseshell Ruyi..."

Fang Yi nodded and said, "In addition to your Fat Brother, we have a brother. This business is done by our Brothers and the third brother. When you go there, you will learn more from your Fat Brothers and the others. As for the benefits, you can provide food and accommodation, and your monthly salary is 1,200 yuan. What do you think?"

As the saying goes, brothers settle accounts clearly. Since Fang Yi wants Si Yuanjie to follow them, the treatment must be made in advance. In the next two thousand years, the per capita salary will be only eight or nine hundred yuan, and Fang Yi's salary of 1,200 yuan is already quite high.

"Brother Fang, in fact, just give me some food..."

When Si Yuanjie heard about food and accommodation, his eyes suddenly lit up. You know, he has been in the capital for three days and has been sleeping on the road and bridge caves. He takes some tap water to water the lawn every day. Compared with those prides who have just left school to look for a job, Si Yuanjie obviously has to understand the difficulty of life more deeply.

"Hey, I said Si Yuanjie. In the future, we won't be as big as today's food, and we'll be full..."

The fat man saw Si Yuanjie's eyes and his heart trembled. If this kid had eaten like this every meal after he went to Jinling, the money his brother earned every month would probably not be enough for Si Yuanjie's food expenses.

"Brother Fat, just rice steamed buns with pickles and lumps..."

When Si Yuanjie heard the fat man's words, he felt a little embarrassed. Today, he spent about 2,000 yuan on roasted lamb. Si Yuanjie thought he would eat more than 1,000 yuan. If he ate this every day, no one could stand it.

"You will be fine after you pass this stage..." Fang Yi smiled and patted Si Yuanjie on the shoulder. In the early stage of refining essence and turning qi, there was a high demand for food. Fang Yi also came from this stage. Naturally, he knew what was going on.

"Okay, fat man, go back to sleep. Take Si Yuanjie with you tomorrow when you are doing business and let him know what we are doing..."

Fang Yi waved his hand and drove out. The fat man would go to check the types of goods with Wang Song tomorrow. When he went back the day after tomorrow, he would bring a batch of goods with him. After Wang Song finished sorting the rest, he would send them directly.

"What are you doing? Isn't it just selling things? This depends on a mouth..." Hearing that he could take a follower tomorrow, the fat man was no longer sleepy now. He was about to vernacular language, but Fang Yi was thrown out of the room with his neck.

"Yuanjie, let's take a shower first. We have similar figures. Wear my clothes after taking a shower..."

To be honest, Si Yuanjie lived in the bridge cave for several days, and the smell on his body was not ordinary. Hua Ziyi drove away after dinner. There must be such reasons. If Fang Yi and Fatty had not been raised in the countryside, they would have to be fumigated by the smell on his body.

"Okay, thank you Brother Fang..." Si Yuanjie nodded, his eyes were a little red again. It was not that he was sentimental, but that he saw hope in desperate situations, and he always felt a little fragile in his heart.

"We are all fellow practitioners in the world, so there is no need to say thank you..." Fang Yi laughed and pushed Si Yuanjie to take a shower, then found his underwear and a coat from his suitcase. These were all new clothes that Bai Chuxia bought for him that had not been opened.

Because there were more sleeping in the room, Fang Yi did not meditate and practiced martial arts that night, but instead slept in bed. He slept soundly, but Si Yuanjie tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't sleep. When he just fell asleep at around 5 a.m., Fang Yi got up to practice and woke him up again.

The fat man slept until after eight o'clock. After breakfast, he took Si Yuanjie to Shilihe. Fang Yi had something else to do today. He didn't take the bus, but just walked west along Chang'an Street with a map.

"Baiyun Temple?"

More than an hour later, Fang Yi stood in front of a mountain gate and said it was a mountain gate. In fact, there was no mountain. It was just a Lingxing Gate built in front of a complex gate. It was a wooden archway with four pillars and seven floors. There was a arch in front of and behind the main building. The first book was "Dongtian Shengjing" and the second book was "Qionglin Langyuan".

"Is this the Taoist Association?"

Looking at some signs hanging on both sides of the mountain gate, Fang Yi couldn't help but feel a little funny. In his consciousness, the Taoist temple should have chosen to be in the deep mountains and rivers or the blessed land of the world, but this Taoist association is in the downtown city of the city. In Fang Yi's eyes, it seems a bit out of place.

"This is the place I have been to before?"

Fang Yi felt a little funny when he thought about it. According to his resume at the Taoist Association, he should have been here for training five or six years ago, but Fang Yi was indeed the first time he came to this country's nominal core of Taoism.

"May I ask, is this the Taoist Association?" Fang Yi came to the door, raved at a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, and asked.

"The sign says, don't you read it?" The middle-aged Taoist priest pointed to the plaque outside the door and said ignoringly.

"Then... May I ask, is Master Zhenglin here?"

Fang Yi frowned slightly. Taoist thought advocates that Tao follows nature, and is tolerant of everything, and is natural and inaction, and treats people humble and politely. Fang Yi never expected that this Taoist priest who guarded the door could show that bureaucratic qualities.

When Fang Yi mentioned his name, the Taoist priest took a little more serious attention. He lowered his head and looked on the paper that looked like a contact book under the glass plate in front of him for a while, then looked up and said, "Who is Taoist Zhenglin? We don't have this person here..."

"Impossible, it's just Taoist Priest Zhenglin who asked me to come here to find him..." Fang Yi cried again and said, "Everyone is from the Taoist sect, so I'm asking my senior brother to help me inform him..."

"Yeah? Are you a Taoist family?"
Chapter completed!