"Don't forget the sign that Pang Tianze robbed. The Pope was trying hard to get it back. According to my memory of devouring, that sign should be an entry ticket for an immortal society. At that time, someone will pass the immortal tribulation. This is a rare opportunity to observe. Don't miss the opportunity, but the time seems to be still long. There are still two or three years left for the meeting, and you just lay the foundation."

When Xu Yi was planning for the next step, Huang Mei gave him his suggestions.

Xu Yi said, "You also said before that the key to me now is to cultivate my nature and understand the mind of heaven. To be honest, I really don't know where to start."

Huang Mei said, "This is difficult, it is not difficult, it is not difficult. Just find a touch. If you have cultivated the most sorrow, you should understand that feeling, cultivate your nature and realize the mind of heaven. This is just a process. Now that you have gone far, why not look back and take a look."

Xu Yi was stunned.

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The autumn wind and sunset, the tung leaves are dim, and under a mottled tung tree, Cheng Yan was watching two old men playing chess with his arms around. Both old men were masters of chess in the same alley. This time, we got together, not only the chess stadium was fighting, but also people were buying gambling plates on the outside, which made it very lively. Cheng Yan just picked up the child and came over to watch some fun.

"Brother Cheng, just have fun. If you lose, you will be considered as lifting the house."

Boss Du, who is a farmer, has a hideous face full of smiles. Perhaps he rarely smiles. This smile is extremely unnatural and makes people feel cold in their hearts.

"Yi, Boss Du, I haven't seen you flatter me so much. Why? Seeing that Brother Cheng has some time to join your big stick team?"

Song San was wearing a flower jacket, with his arms open, rubbed two black and shiny iron gallbladders in his hand, and walked over with his arms shaking.

The fat meat on Boss Du's face shook, "What are you farting? Don't look at what kind of person Brother Cheng is, you can insult him."

He was not aimless to curry favor with Cheng Yan. He was a non-stop player. The news was the most informative. When Cheng Yan was moved here, he saw the yard that Mr. Huang came to help him with. Mr. Huang was the confidant of Liu Shuling in the middle. Just because of this, he knew that Cheng Yan's identity was absolutely unusual.

He had long wanted to curry favor with Cheng Yan, but this man was pure and had few desires and lived an ordinary life, which made him unable to get an opportunity.

Relying on some forces in the yamen, Song San made many difficulties with him. Boss Du thought of asking Song San to lead him on the way to offend Cheng Yan, and let him take a slap.

Song Laosan immediately turned cold, glanced at Cheng Yan lightly, pointed at Boss Du and cursed, "Let's just let you be arrogant, wait for me to make up for the vacancies in the yamen in two days, let's see how I will treat you."

Although he was frustrated, he did not burn the war to Cheng Yan.

"Don't fight for two, the two masters finally fight one after another. Let's watch chess, watch chess."

Cheng Yan made a smooth move. He was gentle and never wanted to cause trouble.

At this moment, a car was parked at the door of Cheng Yan's house. Two tycoons stood at the door of Cheng Yan with an old porter and asked his family to pay the money. Soon, a beautiful woman walked out of the door. She held a baby in her left hand and a child in her right hand. Soon, the two sides had a dispute.

However, the two tycoons saw that Cheng Yan's wife was beautiful and deliberately looked for trouble and wanted to raise the price, otherwise they would not carry manure for Cheng Yan's family.

The manure picking in the alley has become a separate industry, and is monopolized by the indifferent gangsters. After a few words from Mrs. Cheng Yan, the two sluts became more and more frivolous.

Cheng Yan took a few steps closer and smashed a silver slot directly, about one or two pieces of money, and asked coldly, "It's enough for a year."

Seeing that Cheng Yan was extremely arrogant and not a common thing, the two sluts quickly responded and left the porter to carry manure for his family and retreated in a hurry.

Cheng Yan's wife glanced at him and blamed him for spending money. She muttered that the waiter was going to a private school in a blink of an eye, and the expenses were high.

Cheng Yan laughed and fooled, took the small one, led the big one together, and brought them to watch chess.

"Boss Du, since you dare to present the market, do you dare to accept my bet?"

Song Laosan suddenly had an idea and called out the formation. He immediately stopped the two elderly chess players who were playing chess and said that he would let Boss Du take the gambling game just by taking this endgame.

Cheng Yan frowned and was about to take the child home, but he heard Mr. Du say, "If Brother Cheng is willing to be the middle-aged man, I will take this game."

Boss Du knew very well that there was someone above Song Laosan, and it would be difficult to touch him, but it would be better to pull Cheng Yan up. At least, this guy has a good military value.

Now, Boss Du no longer dares to look for the forces behind Cheng Yan, and he finds that he may have misunderstood.

Otherwise, Cheng Yan would not have to bow his head to a mere feces bully.

Song Laosan pointed at Cheng Yan and said, "Then you come and be this middle-aged man. No matter whether you win or lose, I will reward you with two taels."

Just like Boss Du, Cheng Yan's previous performance made him worry about it.

Cheng Yan shook his head and smiled, "The meal time is here. My family has told me that I will buy two pounds of pork head meat and one pound of salted peanuts. I will accompany you less, so I am happy."

"What? Don't give face?"

Song Laosan stood up and stopped Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan frowned. The baby in his arms could not stand Song Laosan's hideous fat face and was so scared that he cried.

"Second brother, the uncle is there."

At this moment, a gorgeous young man next to Song Laosan pointed to the aisle at the door of Cheng Yan's house and shouted in surprise.

Everyone looked at each other and saw a team of five people walking from afar, with great momentum and passers-by all away from each other.

Song Laosan immediately abandoned Cheng Yan, hurriedly chased after him, walked to the last old man in the team, nodded and greeted him.

The man was his yamen, Jiang Xian, deputy chief of the thief department, who had a relationship with him for countless traits, and he barely got into it.

In order to maintain this relationship, Song Laosan didn't know how much effort he had put into business. Over the years, he had almost given most of the money and water to Jiang Xian.

Jiang Xian waved the whip and punched him hard, "I haven't seen you all."

After Song Laosan bowed diligently, Jiang Xian said to the middle-aged official, "This man is called Song San, and he is a temporary servant in the yamen. He is quite familiar with the matters on the street. I don't know which one Lord Gao is looking for. Song San should be able to help."

The middle-aged official raised his nose and looked back and asked the short and fat young man on the left, saying, "Elder Xia said who came here? It seems that he came from Dongshan?"
Chapter completed!