"This is Erhuang, this is Dahei, this is Xiaohua..." Jian Heng began to introduce the dog he brought to everyone.

Cough! Cough!

When Zhang Jialiang heard his boss' introduction, he couldn't help coughing, obviously reminding his boss.

"What's wrong?" Jian Heng turned his head, looked at Zhang Jialiang and asked.

Zhang Jialiang whispered: "Boss, what you just said is just Erhuang, this is just rhubarb!"

"Is that true?" Jian Heng scratched the back of his head.

"I'm sure!" Zhang Jialiang said affirmatively.

Jian Heng then said again: "Then let it be. The big one is called Dahuang, the small one is called Erhuang, and so on."

"You don't know the dog's name in love," Zhao Changshan said with a smile.

At this time, Zhao Changshan reached out and touched Erhei's head. Xiaoxiao was a four-eyed hybrid black soil dog, which reminded him of the puppy that he had raised very young. Unfortunately, Zhao Changshan had been raising it for a while and was beaten by the dog. Now he was a little bit like seeing the dog and thinking about the dog, and soon became familiar with Xiao Erhei.

I have to say that the eight dogs brought by Jian Heng were all very smart. They quickly became familiar with the environment. When they saw strangers, they did not scream. They just walked up and sniffed others' smells, as if they knew how to tell whether these people were malicious.

Barley and Wheat are now standing aside because they are following Denver. No matter which dog they are, they seem to be reluctant to approach the guy Denver, as if they are instinctively feeling the danger in Denver.

After seeing all the dogs with everyone, Jian Heng asked everyone to carry the bedding.

Huang Xiaodong remembered something at this time and said to Jian Heng: "By the way, boss, the Mr. Yao you mentioned is here!"

"What?" Jian Heng was shocked when he heard this and asked repeatedly: "Do you think Mr. Yao Chang and Mr. Yao are here?"

"I don't know what his name is Yao, but I'm sure his surname is Yao!" Huang Xiaodong said.

Jian Heng was even more strange because he had no reason for this matter. If Mr. Yao came over, he would not have notified him to pick him up. He would not have the ability to find Montana directly. A person who had never been out of the province in his life suddenly found Montana alone?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that something was wrong, because Jian Heng’s current estimate was that Mr. Yao Chang and Yao had not even received a passport, let alone a work visa or something.

However, since Huang Xiaodong said that, Jian Heng asked about the place and rode directly onto the four-wheeled mountain motorcycle and drove towards the dormitory.

Standing at the door of the dormitory that Huang Xiaodong said, Jian Heng knocked on the door gently and shouted loudly: "Old Master Yao?"

Just as he was about to shout the second time, the door opened, and an old man with a kind face and a little fairy-like appearance stood in front of Jian Heng.

"It's you!"

When he saw this, Jian Heng couldn't help but scream. The man in front of him was not Mr. Yao, but the chef he met at Mingzhu, that is, the old man He Ye wanted to stuff him into his ranch who pretended to be a chef.

"You are so that's the case. I told you that I don't have anything you are interested in. Besides, why did you learn to impersonate me?" Jian Heng really didn't expect that the old man came to him.

The old man looked at Jian Heng and smiled and said, "Why am I impersonating me?"

"Didn't you say that your surname is Yao? Otherwise, my guy won't let you in!" Jian Heng felt that the old man was a little bit high jumping in the cesspool, which was too much (dirty).

The old man looked at Jian Heng and said, "Where did this start? I have never said that my surname is Yao, my surname is Yao, the medicine for medicine!" As he said that, the old man took out a passport from his pocket and handed it directly to Jian Heng's hand.

Jian Heng looked at it and thought to himself: He shouted, this is indeed a person who is willing to pay for it. This passport is actually the kind of American passport, the dark blue eagle emblem.

After looking around, I saw that the pinyin on it said yao, so I said, "It's all the same, I don't know which one is right or which one!"

"You guy, I'm so old, so why did you change your ancestors because of you?" The old man was quite angry.

"Your passport is not fake, right?" Jian Heng turned over and looked at it.

The old man glanced at Jian Heng disdainfully: "I got my passport earlier than you!"

After saying that, the old man hooked his finger and grabbed his passport from Jian Heng's hand at a particularly strange speed: "Stop talking nonsense, I am not interested in politics. I am more interested in you when I come here. My junior nephew said that your physical fitness is first-class, but your martial arts skills are just a bunch of confusion. I am a little curious and want to know which fellow Taoist can adjust your physical fitness and make my junior nephew praise it."

Jian Heng felt a little happy when he heard this: "Is your nephew's praise certainly awesome?"

This is very obvious. Jian Heng is saying that what's wrong with your nephew's praise? What's wrong with me?

Before Jian Heng could finish his words, the old man suddenly bullied himself in front of him. Jian Hengxin moved casually. He turned sideways and thought he could dodge steadily, but before he could turn sideways, the old man's hand was very strangely retracted, and he grabbed Jian Heng's shoulder with one hand.

Jian Heng and the old man were almost shocked at the same time.

Jian Heng didn't expect that the old man would reach out a little faster than He Ye's bodyguard. It depends on the age of this bodyguard who is beyond He Ye. Generally speaking, the older a person, the weaker his strength will be. This is a natural law. It is true that Jian Heng likes to read martial arts novels, but he never believes that there are people who can still kill young fighters in seconds in the seventies.

Because this is unscientific!

But now such unscientific things really appear in front of me.

The old man was shocked because he thought it was foolproof. Who knew that he had the intention to do anything, but he suddenly started to get up and was almost avoided by Jian Heng.

In the old man's eyes, this kind of thing is to cultivate the original mind, that is, to practice kung fu into instinct. The old man's sect believes that the so-called practice of martial arts or martial arts is to turn things that do not belong to him into a kind of instinct for one's own response through continuous intensive training. In this way, in the face of sudden situations, one can give out the best way to fight or avoid without thinking.

At this moment, Jian Heng's reaction was greatly surpassed that of the old man and got the news from his nephew.

"Who is your teacher?" The old Taoist stood upright and bowed to Jian Heng with a Taoist bow.

"What era is now? Everyone still mentions this!" Jian Heng smiled: "To be honest, I really don't know!"

The old man was surprised when he heard this, but soon the old man came back to his senses: "It's okay if you don't want to say it, but seeing that everyone is a Taoist sect, let me be able to find a peaceful life with you?"

"What would you do? Let me tell you this, I don't have any idle people here!" Jian Heng didn't want the old Taoist to stay here at all.

The old man said: "I can preach the Dharma and cultivate immortality and cultivate nature."

Puff!

Jian Heng couldn't help but laughed suddenly: "Cultivate immortals and cultivate their nature. I said, "Old man, you have read too many novels about cultivating immortals. Then, I would like to ask which level you have cultivated, Jindan or scattered immortals?"

"What you cultivate is the mind, what you practice is the emotion, how can you say anything messy?" The old Taoist frowned slightly: "Taoism emphasizes tranquility and inaction, freedom and freedom."

"Then I can't keep you!" Jian Heng said.

The old man asked, "Why?"

Jian Heng said, "It's very simple. I want to have a meal here. You come to me and teach all the guests to be quiet and inactive. They find a place with you all day long. Those who don't eat or drink for a few days will not make money. They are all innocent and have no one to pay the student fees for me. What should I do? I have old people and young people on the top, and the whole family drinks the northwest wind! Go quickly, go quickly!"

"It's not impossible to change!"

When the old man heard Jian Heng chased him away, he immediately changed his opinion.

Jian Heng was stunned by the old man's style. After a while, he said, "Don't you say this more like a liar?"

The old man actually sighed and raised his hands behind his back and said, "Forcing life, you can't seek the Tao on your stomach hungry. Wasn't that the Mo Di died first?"

"Are you forced by life?" Jian Heng couldn't believe the old man's words and asked, "He Ye can't provide for your life?"

"I am not close to him or her, why should he support me?" The old man felt that Jian Heng was a little strange, so he opened his mouth and asked Jian Heng back.

Jian Heng was a little exhausted when he asked, and thought for a while and organized a speech: "Then hasn't your junior nephew become his bodyguard? How can he say that he has no relatives or reasons?"

"That is the grudge between my senior brother and the kid He Ye's grandfather. It is not my grudge or my love. Where did I get from my relationship?" the old man asked again.

Jian Heng was so angry that he decided not to get involved with the old man in this regard, because Jian Heng found that his past twenty years of practice were not enough to be a rogue with the old man.

"Then tell me, what can you help me? If you can't help me, you and I are not close or unfamiliar. Why do I need to support you as an idle person?" Jian Heng returned to the topic.

"Isn't this a body shaping place? What I can help you is not shaping your body, but shaping your heart, calm your heart and weigh your ambitions. In this way, we join forces, you exercise them physically, and I temper your will from the soul. In this way, after we have been conditioned by both of us, our minds are optimistic and we have a natural source of wealth, so you can also make a fortune with the money," said the old Taoist.

Jian Heng curled his lips after hearing this: "It sounds nice!"

"What does it mean to say nicely? If possible, please let me try it tomorrow morning!" said the old man.

"What if it doesn't work?" Jian Heng asked.

The old Taoist said, "You have to see the effect in one day. I'm too impatient. I have a one-month appointment with you. If within a month, no more than half of the students come to practice Taoism, I will return your food expenses this month and compensate you for the one-month student fee?"

"Then let you stay for another month," said Suan thought for a moment.
Chapter completed!