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Chapter 1295: What the hell is the place

"Lost?"

After looking around, the Jiangling Daoist asked: "Forgive Poor Dao for being blunt, Poor Dao has traveled south and north for so many years, and he has never heard of the Wuji Capital, dare to ask this strong man, the Wuji Capital, which country is it?"

"I said that you are not annoyed? I have said it, after you stay here for a long time, you will naturally know, ask so much what to do? Stay good for me, first say good, don't run around, although the current economic development zone, the public security has been much better, but it is difficult to guarantee that there will not be some people who want to make a windfall, if you run around, these people will see it, and then it will be you who will make a fool of yourself. ”

After the law enforcer had simply explained, he went back to stand guard.

Monk Yizhen and Jiangling Daoren stood in place with a blank face, after a while, they decided to follow the customs, or stay in place honestly, this is to wait all night, the next morning, when the law enforcement team works in the morning and evening, Jiangling Daoren and Monk Yizhen were stunned.

Because they found that none of these people with guns and knives were not cultivators, and this was not the most important thing, the most important thing was that the worst strength of these people was actually the Eight Veins Realm.

They saw hundreds or thousands of people, all of whom were of such formidable strength.

"For the first time, I found out that the strength of a super-rank person that I couldn't cultivate would actually have a bad day on the street. Jiangling Daoist sighed sincerely.

Monk Yizhen also nodded, "The poor monk has been doing ascetic work in the world for so many years, and it is the first time that he has discovered that there is a place in the world where so many masters are hidden, and he has long seen it." ”

"You said this place, could it be the place where Tang Shanren wanted us to come?" asked Jiangling Daoren.

Monk Yizhen nodded, "It's possible, let's look for it." ”

"Hey, newcomer, come with me!"

Just as the two were talking softly, a law enforcer came over and beckoned to Gangneung Daoren and Monk Yizhen, and then walked towards the military and political office of the law enforcement team.

It should have been Bai Junyi who was responsible for receiving the newcomers, but at this time, Bai Junyi was no longer in the capital of Wuji, so it fell on He Da's head, and the law enforcer brought the two newcomers to the door of He Da's office in the Military and Political Department of the law enforcement team, knocked on the door and said, "Deputy City Lord He, two newcomers are here." ”

"Oh, let them in. After He Da finished speaking, he put down the pen in his hand.

Monk Yizhen and Gangneung Daoren entered the office at this time.

"You may be seated. He Da pointed to the opposite position and said.

Gangneung Taoist and Ichishin Monk sat down one after another.

He Da took out a registration book and asked, "Name." ”

"One true. ”

"Gangneung. ”

"Where did you come from?"

"Huaxia!"

……

"Do you have any specialties?" asked He Da as usual.

Monk Yizhen hesitated for a moment and said, "I am an ascetic and good at preaching. ”

"We don't need missionaries here, but since you're an ascetic, you should be able to endure hardships, and given your young age, you should be pretty good at kung fu, right?" asked He Da.

Monk Yizhen originally thought that he was a super-level person, so he was naturally very good, but he tragically found that the people here seemed to be super-level, and the lowest place was also the eight-vein realm, and his own super-level person didn't seem to have any advantage here, so he said, "It's okay." ”

"Would you like to join the law enforcement team of the Virgin Mary's Wall?" asked Hoda.

Monk Yizhen paused for a moment and said, "The poor monk is an ascetic, and he is used to being unrestrained. ”

"Then do you want to be a free man and continue to make your home from all over the world, or do you want to settle down and have a home? We don't raise people who eat white rice here, and if you want to make a living from fate, I'm afraid it's a little difficult. He Da kindly reminded.

"The poor monk doesn't have a lot of food, and a steamed bun can last for many days. Monk Yizhen spoke.

He Da smiled slightly, raised his head and looked at Yizhen Monk, and said with a smile: "Here, if you want to get a steamed bun, it is more difficult than ascending to the sky, looking at you like this, you can be regarded as a high-ranking monk, I estimate that if you don't join the law enforcement team, you are likely to starve to death." ”

"This ......" Monk Yizhen hesitated, and after a long while, he said, "The poor monk still wants to continue to travel around the world and carry forward the Mahayana Buddhism." ”

"Then good luck, remember, if you are bullied outside, if you are still alive, come back as soon as you can, our law enforcement team will provide good employment opportunities for every teleportation array. ”

He Da said simply.

When the monk heard this, what did it mean to be bullied? He was really a high-ranking monk, who could bully him? Even if everyone here was a super-level person? He had self-confidence, and when his true qi could be used, even if he was also a super-level person, he would be able to stand out from the great super-level people.

"What about you, do you have any specialties?" He Da asked Jiang Ling.

Jiangling Taoist said: "The poor road knows astronomy and geography, Wen can raise the pen to prosper thousands of families, and martial arts can help the world, is it considered a specialty?"

"Really?"

He Daleng paused, looked at Jiang Ling and said, "Then I'll test you." ”

After finishing speaking, He Da took out a pair of chess pieces and put them on the table, "If you win me, I will believe you." ”

"Xiangqi, is there no Go?" asked Gangneung Daoren.

He Da shook his head, "We only have chess here." ”

"That poor road will not. Gangneung Daoist said truthfully.

He Da then asked: "If you can really be literate and martial, you can join the law enforcement team and contribute to the human race, but if you don't have very good kung fu or good strategy, I see that you are old, I suggest that you farm for a living, although you farm all year round, but in addition to supporting yourself, you can also make a contribution to the human resistance to the beast race, how about it?"

"You let Poor Dao go farming?" asked Jiangling Daoren.

"Is there a problem?" He Da asked rhetorically.

Jiangling Daoist felt that he had come to the wrong place, he was also a super-level person, but he didn't expect that after he came, he was only assigned to farm, and he was really drunk.

After thinking about it, he said: "The poor road can also hang the pot to help the world, cure the disease and save people." ”

"Then become a military doctor, although there is nothing to do in normal times, you still have to farm, but at a critical time, you can still help the law enforcement team. ”

After He Da finished speaking, he took out a door number and handed it to the Jiangling Daoist, "This is the house assigned to you, if you need tools or living materials, you can go downstairs to the quartermaster office to claim it, go ahead." ”

"Is this the end?" asked Gangneung Daoren.

He Da nodded, "Otherwise?"

"This ......"

Jiangling Daoren was speechless for a moment, he looked at Yizhen Monk, and the eyes of both of them showed dissatisfaction, are they super level people, okay? Why are they so uncourteous here?