Chapter 642

The capital, also known as the imperial capital.

In this land and gold city, a set of quadrangles in the second ring road has been fried to sky high prices.

An ordinary looking courtyard with grey walls and green tiles is connected to the South gongs and drums Lane in front and the back sea in front. It can be said that it is quiet in the midst of trouble.

Volon lay on a recliner at the gate of the yard and nodded and asked everyone who passed by.

An old man with a bird cage in his left hand and two stuffy pointed lion heads in his right hand came in wearing a gray mandarin jacket, whistling in his mouth and stepping over the threshold.

Volon immediately stood up and looked solemn.

"How about the life in the imperial capital?" The old man put the bird cage on the stone table in the yard. Next to the stone table, there are several bamboo sticks together. The climber on it is a rare green plant. Zhengyuanyuan constantly diffuses aura around. No matter who lies in the yard, he will feel relaxed and happy and wandering too empty.

"Cough, not bad." Volon nodded and stretched. "Just stay here. You'll feel uncomfortable all over."

"The gate is closed."

"Yes..." Fu Long didn't dare to have any hesitation about the old man's orders, and the identity of the old man who has reached the age of 60 is self-evident and ready to come out.

When the gate was closed, the old man began to grab a handful of food and feed the caged birds.

Fu Long just stood quietly and waited.

After a long time, when the food in his hand was finished, he clapped his hands, turned his face genially, looked at Fu Long and said, "how are you, the president of Haicheng Xiuxian college?"

"Not much." Fu long pressed his temple and sighed, "when they sang and Liu Zhongyi were there, I didn't need to worry about anything, but now they turn around and walk away, I'm confused."

The old man stared "Are you ashamed to say that? You said you didn't have anything to do every day, so I asked you to be the dean of Haicheng Xiuxian college. The result was good. Because Gaoge was so excellent, you became the shopkeeper. You didn't worry about anything, and let Gaoge and others do it. Now, as soon as Gaoge Liu Zhongyi left, the whole Haicheng Xiuxian college was scattered, and many people were making trouble to find Gao Sing? "

"Yes..." Fu Long nodded, "but I can deal with these when I go back."

"Then you might as well tell me how you plan to deal with it?" The old man squinted at Fu Long and asked.

Volon thought for a moment and said, "let's fight this momentum first?"

The old man was noncommittal and motioned Fu long to go on.

Fu Long coughed, and then continued to say, "then, brush more sense of existence in Haicheng Xiuxian college."

"You also know to brush the sense of existence?" The boss was angry and said, "all the students in Haicheng Xiuxian college know Gao Ge, Liu Zhongyi and others, but they don't even know who their Dean is. Don't refute! That's what I mean. Maybe it's a little boastful, but dare you say there's no such situation?"

Volon, who had planned to defend himself, could only keep silent.

Such a situation does exist in Haicheng Xiuxian college, and it is not an example.

"But it's not a bad thing." The old man suddenly smiled mysteriously.

Fu Long frowned slightly and said nothing.

"Since some students in Haicheng Xiuxian college want to find singing, let them go."

"..." Fu Long's brain is not enough, "why do you do this?"

"Use your brain." The boss snorted, "go and get the recliner."

Fu Long wiped the sweat on his forehead and hurried to do it.

Fu Long, who has always been arrogant, doesn't know where to put his hands and feet in front of the old man, just like the primary school students facing the head teacher. This is also a kind of torture for him. If he can, he really hopes he can leave the imperial capital quickly. In this way, he can also relieve the pressure he faces at this time.

The old man was lying on the recliner with a radio in his hand. There was storytelling in it, talking about the Ming Dynasty. When it came to the meaning of Zhu Yuanzhang's name, Zhang was a sharp jade ware, and Yuan was the original Yuan Dynasty, which meant that the sharp jade broke yuan. Well... It's very smooth to say.

"Anyway, there's nothing serious about singing now. We'll just find the ghost sect by ourselves. Since he has nothing to do, we'll help him find something to do." The old man opened his mouth and said in a powerful voice, which was very inconsistent with the state of aging now.

Fu Long frowned a little and said, "but he is not from our Dragon Pavilion now. He can't do whatever we say?"

"Of course I know what you said. That's why I asked you to let those students of Haicheng Xiuxian college out. At that time, he just doesn't want to be busy."

Volon finally understood the meaning of this man, and it can't be said that he was slow. Just in front of this man, his brain didn't dare to think casually.

"Do you mean to let him start a school?"

"Isn't this a good thing? Eggs can't be put in the same basket. Don't you think singing is better than us? The immortal world, the object that Dong tianfudi wants to win over, is also the strength of Qi. We can take him as our preparation strength. Moreover, there are some things that the Dragon Pavilion can't do, or can't let go of doing, but singing can be done and can be brought He asked his people to do it. In this way, China can be much more stable. " The old man spoke slowly.

Fu Long smiled bitterly and said, "you believe him too much."

"The Dragon Slayer's people have looked for him, and the people in Dongtianfudi have looked for him. Now the people in the shadow gate have also looked for him, but he still hasn't chosen to join. Isn't this choice enough for us to trust him?" The old man suddenly sat up and frowned at Fu Long, like a question.

Fu long thought for a long time and nodded.

"Duanlong mountain is actually a good place. Let the old man watching the mountain help arrange the array, which is the rudiment of a sect. As for Wen Yihuan, who is also a talent, you can send it together. Just leave these things to Liu Zhongyi. He is not in Nancheng Xiuxian college now. Do you want to find a breakthrough with Lou Zhoutian?"

"Yes..." Fu Long silently wrote down all the words the old man said.

"You can go." The old man said.

Fu Long immediately released his load and planned to turn and leave.

After taking a few steps, something suddenly sounded.

He stopped, hesitating.

"Say." The old man didn't get angry.

"I heard that if there is a place in the blessed land of the cave, you will choose one of the sects in the immortal cultivation world. What's your arrangement..."

"It's good to know something in your heart. It's an opportunity for us, and the same is true for singing." The old man smiled and said.

Fu Long was convinced and turned away