The Daily Life of the Immortal King

In all of Wang Ling's life plans, apart from being able to live his own life in peace, he almost had nothing else to do. However, Wang Ling found that no matter what he wanted to do, it would always backfire. For Wang Ling, a little ordinary life is quite hard-won...

May 29, the fifth Saturday of the school year.

In the morning, the doorbell of the Wang family villa rang. Because of the "Wang Situ's anger and beauty" in the past two days, Dad Wang owed a lot of manuscripts. Wang Ling had no choice but to open the door by himself.

True Monarch Thunder Throwing stood at the door with a bag in his hand. When he saw Wang Ling coming to open the door in person, he hurriedly bowed and greeted warmly, "Good morning, Brother Ling."

"..." Wang Ling had an indifferent expression.

Sometimes, Thunder Throwing True Monarch felt that being friends with Wang Ling was actually quite tiring, and he had to learn to observe his words and expressions through micro-expressions, otherwise he would simply not understand what the other party meant.

Wang Ling's current expression is that of a standard hanging fish-eye. As one of Wang Ling's few friends in the world of self-cultivation, Thunder Throwing Lord felt that he saw a trace of confusion in Wang Ling's eyes... If I could sum it up in four words, it would be: What are you doing here?

Thunder Throwing True Monarch raised the bag in his hand: "The broccoli that the senior gave me last time, I replanted it into the spiritual soil of our family. Watered with dew in the morning every day, it grows better! I only harvested the broccoli in this bag in the morning, and it was very fresh, so I wanted to bring some to my seniors."

Wang Ling was about to close the door without saying a word...

Thunder Throwing True Monarch hurriedly inserted his hand into the crack of the door: "Brother Ling... I'm here today for business! What, do you remember the three saints last time? He sent a box to the villa. , I want Brother Ling to show me."

Wang Ling thought for a while, then let go of the doorknob, and only then chose to let True Monarch Throwing Thunder come in...

The Thunder Throwing Lord entered the door and put on his slippers, and at the same time, he sighed infinitely in his heart: Come to the Holy Land to pay homage to the seniors this year... It's not easy!

Feeling that the Wang family villa was extremely quiet today, Thunder Throwing True Monarch asked suspiciously, "Eh? Are the seniors not at home today?"

Wang Ling was too lazy to explain, and casually pointed to a few travel magazines on the coffee table.

This is what Wang Ma and the old man saw yesterday before they left, and they haven't had time to put them away.

Thunder Throwing True Monarch immediately understood: It turns out that the seniors went to travel!

It's just that the location of the tour is a bit strange...

Henan?

...South of the Tianhe?

For ordinary people, that place may be a tourist destination with beautiful mountains and rivers. However, for cultivators, Thunder Throwing True Monarch feels that there is no tourist value at all.

The South of Tianhe lacks the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it also lacks some elements of adventure... You must know that the current tourist attractions are painstaking gimmicks in order to earn money from cultivators. The tourist attractions that most cultivators yearn for now should be Qingniubao Town, the former residence of Han Laomo, and the Holy Land of Cultivation, the Mare Gobi!

Thunder Throwing Zhenjun stared at the travel magazine for a long time, and finally touched his chin, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing: "I will buy these two magazines to go back and look at it, the two seniors chose this kind of tourist attraction. , there must be something strange in it!"

Wang Ling: "..."

Thunder Throwing True Monarch: "Speaking of which, I remember that the South of the Tianhe River doesn't seem to have any specialties."

Wang Ling didn't know what expression to use to respond to Thunder Throwing True Monarch: "..." History tells Wang Ling that there is no good end to the black region!

"By the way, Brother Ling! Show me the box sent by the Three Saints." After the episode of entering the door, the Thunder Throwing Lord finally returned to the main topic.

Wang Ling nodded silently, and saw a flash of light in the hands of Thunder Throwing True Monarch, a suitcase appeared on his right hand, and there was a lock on the box: "The box sent by the three saints, the outside is locked. Encrypted..."

To be cautious, Wang Ling first checked it carefully with his heavenly eyes and confirmed that there were no traps on the suitcase. He let go of the three saints at the beginning, and although he does not know where he lives now, the other party has indeed fulfilled his promise at the time of parting, no longer allegiance to the Immortal Film Castle, and at the same time withdrew from the ranks of the ten saints. Wang Ling thought to himself, what is in this suitcase now should be the information that Sansheng has obtained.

Wang Ling touched the lock on the box and frowned. This is made of turquoise jade, although it is not as hard as the cosmic level. But it also ranks among the best on Earth. But the real trouble is not here, but the lock is encrypted by the three saints...

Thunder Throwing True Monarch said: "This lock has a very delicate design and has no lock cylinder. There is a round of sixty-four encrypted arrays in it. If you want to unlock it, you can only crack this small round. I have checked a lot in the past two days. The data came back in vain. After two days of research, I couldn’t crack it. I don’t know what my brother’s strategy is…”

As soon as the words fell, the Thunder Throwing True Monarch saw Wang Ling reaching out and holding the lock...

Then, I heard a "click"!

I saw that this green steel jade lock was directly crushed into a lump of powder... The suitcase bounced open with a bang!

"..."

Afterwards, Wang Ling pushed the box to the Thunder Throwing True Monarch.

Thunder Throwing True Monarch: "..." This is too simple and rude for Tamar!

As Wang Ling guessed, after opening the suitcase, what was introduced to the eye was a pile of materials. The Thunder Throwing Lord took a cursory look and found that these materials were actually the transaction accounts behind the Shanshui Manor and the Immortal Film Castle! If there is a chance to sue Mo Xianbao in the future, these accounts will be physical evidence!

"I didn't expect that the three saints could even get their account books. These things are real hammers! Originally, we were worried that we would not be able to produce evidence."

These things can be regarded as a small surprise, but the Thunder Throwing Lord is also a little disappointed, because from the current situation, the effect of these physical evidences does not greatly promote the current situation. At most, it can only prove that Mo Xianbao, a well-known educational institution in the market, has an unspeakable chain of interests behind it.

The castle lord is a very cautious character. Like the loopholes in the accounts found by the three saints, maybe they will be flattened by the other party as time goes by. For these people, money laundering is as easy as eating and drinking.

Wang Ling stared at the suitcase for a while, then he opened the piles of documents above, and finally found an inconspicuous hidden compartment at the bottom of the documents!

This hidden space was processed by a special space expansion technology, and it looked like the size of a pinhole from the outside... but it still couldn't escape Wang Ling's eyes.

It is conceivable that Sansheng has made such protection measures so leak-proof to prevent the suitcase from falling into the hands of others. Even if someone takes it, it is impossible to read the accounts, but it is obvious that the things in the secret compartment are the The most important!

"As expected of your brother! Even this can be found..." Thunder Throwing True Monarch began to feel ashamed again.

Thunder Throwing True Monarch used his spiritual power to hook out what was hidden in the dark grid.

Then, a small red bag suddenly caught the eyes of the two of them.

Regarding the previous chapter, a book friend asked if Wang Ling was a traveler and why he sang "Old Boy"... I just want to say: Book friends who have the same problem, please re-read chapter 136...