Siheyuan: Give me incredible understanding but not knowledge

"Besides, with me, isn't it just a secret recipe?"

Lin Jiajun smiled and held Fang Qi in his arms and kissed her hard.

Fang Qi's face showed a trace of redness, but she still explained to Lin Jiajun.

"I don't care about this matter. In fact, Uncle Chang also gave feedback, saying that he registered this secret recipe with the company that holds the shares for you."

"I'm just worried that you'll always be the one to take the lead. If it's just an ordinary thing, I'm afraid that if you encounter any difficult problems, you'll be the one to take the lead."

"Are you worried about the tomb of Marquis Haihun?"

Lin Jiajun turned around several times when he heard what Fang Qi said. How could he not understand the meaning in his mind?

Fang Qi sighed!

"I didn't say anything, oops... Anyway, I just feel that this matter... or some things are particularly dangerous."

As Fang Qi spoke, her anger couldn't help but surge up.

It's the same state as when Xu Jingxing transformed part of his strength a year ago, but now Xu Jingxing and the others are not at the peak of transformation energy, but are now almost at the peak of Danjin.

But how could she pass Qin Huairu and Lou Xiao'e so fast? They were taken away before they could react.

"So we hope to move Lin Jiajun. If it is in Tongluo Lane, we have no chance of winning against the Buddhist sect!"

"I see!"

Master Mao let out a breath, and the corners of his mouth curved, as if he was mocking Lin Nanxing.

"Master Cat..."

"Weiguo, Fang Qi is in seclusion now. Arrange two people to guard the door. Don't let others disturb her!"

"Humph, there's still Abba Abba!"

Especially since she had already experienced the tragedy of losing her entire family once, she didn't want to face it a second time.

Nan Yongyuan suddenly hesitated when he heard what Chief Chang said. He was a little unsure.

Master Cat walked to Lin Nanxing's side, and when Li Nanxing saw Master Cat coming, he was overjoyed and crawled to Master Cat's side.

Qin Huairu and Lou Xiao'e held their crying children in their arms and walked outside without stopping at all.

"We still have to move Lin Jiajun to another place so that we can be sure that we can protect him!"

"With large-scale coverage, it may be possible to prevent them from coming back."

"But Lin Jiajun lives in the center of Beijing, so this method cannot be used."

Lin Jiajun also smiled slightly when he looked at Lin Nanxing who was hugging Mr. Cat tightly. It has been almost a month since this day passed.

He said with a somewhat uncomfortable expression.

"Buddhism!"

The voice was slightly coquettish.

Chief Chang had a troubled look on his face when he heard this, and he also thought of that spiritual ginseng!

It’s really no coincidence!

"I'll go talk to Lin Jiajun!"

After the two reached an agreement, Zhang Ying spoke.

"Meow!"

"Then do it!"

"Maybe it's because we are in the capital, and all the eyes of the world are focused here. If you don't like it very much, we can live somewhere else."

By then, even if something happens, they may not find out until after the fact!

"But now we have no way to deal with Buddhism. Our only means... are gold bullets!"

Two palm prints can be seen on the faces of He Jun and Xu Zhixing.

"Zhang Ying, at your age, be careful what you say and don't talk nonsense."

The footage on the road into Beijing was monitored by Hongmeng, and a piece of surveillance footage was transmitted to the research institute.

"Or if we eat a few more ginseng roots, how do you feel now?"

In addition, some of Lin Jiajun's experiments are inherently dangerous, so they were decided here.

The only exception is Lin Jiajun. If it hadn't been for Hongmeng's surveillance this time, no one would have noticed that they were in Beijing.

Zhang Ying looked at the scene in front of her and said calmly.

"That's what I want to tell you, I'm going into seclusion!"

This feeling of suffocation is really uncomfortable.

Lin Jiajun was silent for a while, seemingly finding a way to solve Fang Qi's heartache.

As he said this, Lin Jiajun pushed Fang Qi and walked towards the back room. This was not only the place where Lin Jiajun retreated, but also where Fang Qi retreated.

Then Shen Beiyuan came to the table, picked up a brush, wrote a letter, and placed it in front of the table.

"If he were your master, could he guarantee Lin Jiajun's safety?"

Hearing Nan Yongyuan's words, Chief Chang nodded, then left his office and headed towards the courtyard.

Why doesn't Chief Chang know what Lin Jiajun is like? Naturally, he also knows what will happen to Fang Qi because of this incident.

"So I really have no way to determine whether I am my opponent or not!"

There is actually too little news about Buddhism, and it is really unclear how many of Buddhism's back-up men have used their wise and wise ways to protect themselves over the years.

It is estimated that even Qin Huairu and Lou Xiao'e have never treated their children like this.

Suddenly the alarm bells sounded in the institute!

A distant air-raid siren sound sounded, and Nan Yongyuan heard it and quickly came to the conference room.

"As for Chief Chang and Lin Jiajun, we need to contact Senior Brother Nan. I'm not very familiar with them!"

"Look at the nun next to him. This is a standard outfit for these venerables!"

"I think most people in the cultivation world are now focusing on Lin Jiajun, so we still have to make arrangements in advance for this matter."

"Okay, let's not talk about this now. Buddhism has sent His Holiness to Beijing. There must be something going on."

"Buddhism has the same divination methods as Taoism, so they have received a lot of benefits over the years. Even in the Tang Dynasty, the power of Buddhism was beyond imagination."

The little Taoist boy bowed respectfully and then exited. After Shen Beiyuan came out, he waved his hand and the door of the hall was closed.

Report this matter to the institute as an extraordinary event.

At this moment, in the courtyard, Lin Jiajun was sitting in the room, and Qin Huairu and Lou Xiao'e were teasing them with their children.

"Chief, if Lin Jiajun has a grudge because of this matter, I'm afraid it's not a good thing!"

Lin Jiajun will probably blame himself for the rest of his life, but now is no longer the time to be indecisive.

Chief Chang, who was about to go out, suddenly asked.

There is also a red frame on it, which is marked with a monk sitting cross-legged on a donkey.

The three children, Aba and Aba, didn't know what to say, but it seemed that these were some of the words they could understand.

It has entered midsummer, and the air conditioning in the house has been turned on.

"Let's talk about things first!"

Lin Jiajun also knew that Fang Qi was really under a lot of pressure during this period, ever since the tomb of Hou Haihun was blown away by the monster's breath.