Hidden moth

Chapter 100 The Ladder to Heaven

When He Kao was a child, on his birthday, his aunt would make a bowl of noodles for him. There would only be a very long noodle in the bowl, and two eggs would be added. It was the local traditional longevity noodles... His aunt's cooking skills were quite good.

Mother Chen would also buy him a cake specially. The specific flavor was decided by Xiaopang, and most of the cake was eaten by Xiaopang, under the banner of celebrating He Kao's birthday.

Although he didn't return to Pugang Town this year, President Qian gathered a large group of people, including several department heads, to celebrate his birthday. To outsiders, this move was a clear sign of establishing the Qian faction within the company!

But no one talked about this topic, as if they were simply celebrating He Kao's birthday. Hearing that Lao Qian was treating, Xiao Pang took the menu and ordered several more dishes, but he didn't drink as much as last time.

Ms. E also made an exception and drank a small glass of wine. Her face immediately turned red and she looked a little drunk. It turned out that she couldn't drink.

He Kao drank quite a bit, because everyone had to toast him before toasting Mr. Qian. He couldn't refuse the wine, and he had a lot of troubles recently. Drinking two glasses could relax his muscles and blood circulation, and also relieve his mood.

This restaurant is of good quality, with nice decoration and environment. However, no matter how good the environment is, flies and mosquitoes are inevitable. They may have taken the opportunity to fly in from outside when the door was opened, and did not have time to hit the mosquito repellent lamp.

A mosquito buzzed by, a seasoned autumnal mosquito, seemingly from nowhere. He Kao, already a bit tipsy, casually caught the mosquito with the tip of his chopsticks, just in front of Gao Xue'e's nose.

Huang Xiaopang happened to see this scene nearby and immediately exclaimed, "Wow, Xiaokao, what kind of magic skill is this? I've only seen heroes catching flies in movies, but you can even catch such a small mosquito!"

When he shouted like this, everyone noticed and exclaimed in amazement.
The slightly tipsy He Kao suddenly realized that this might reveal his cultivation level. He quickly shook his head and laughed, "It was just a coincidence. I just happened to hit it with my hand. It seems that I might be a martial arts genius!"

Everyone at the table laughed, except Qian Guran and Yao Shaolan, whose smiles were tinged with a hint of doubt.

Catching a flying mosquito with the tip of a chopstick isn't difficult. As long as your reaction speed is fast enough, your movements are steady and accurate, and your body can keep up with your mind...

He was able to do it so easily after drinking so much alcohol, this must be at least the second level of cultivation, right?

Qian was a little confused. He originally thought that it was unlikely that He Kao was Jiang Daozhen's secret disciple. He just said it casually to use the ladder to persuade Yu Shangzheng and Wan Zhongle to retreat.

Could it be that... the story he made up was actually true? If that were the case, He Kao would definitely not admit it, nor would he be willing to discuss this topic.

As a secret disciple, you cannot reveal your identity without the master's permission.

But Qian Guran felt that this was unlikely, because he was very clear about He Kao's recent experience. If this was the case, some things could not be explained.

Could it be, as He Kao himself said, that this was just an unintentional coincidence? Never mind, I won't dwell on it! Elder Jiang, rumored to be a seventh-rank master mathematician, is not someone he can fathom.

The next day was the weekend, and Qian Guran took the pair of gold paperweights and went to Hengzhou with Yao Shaolan again to pay their respects to Senior Lin Qingshuang again, and to give her some gifts and communicate with her.

There are some things he can keep secret from others, but it is necessary for him to inform Lin Qingshuang, such as the meeting with Wan and Yu yesterday, and the ladder he lent to He Kao... and by the way, to test the senior's opinion.

Qian's main purpose was to ask Lin Qingshuang to introduce him to a master from the Ruwei Sect who could help him turn the pair of paperweights into the embryonic form of a magic weapon.

As for his own breakthrough in cultivation, of course he did not hide it from Senior Lin. Old Qian chose to "report" it in person.

It is said that the Qi Gate Master is the best at building personal networks, but Qian Guran was a lone wanderer before, and this is his weak point. It is not that he cannot do it, but that he has no idea in this regard.

Now that I've finally reached the ranks of high-ranking sorcerers, and have been involved in so many incidents, it's time to make up for my shortcomings. Yesterday's dinner was equivalent to creating a "money faction" in the company, so it's time to create another "money faction" in the magic sect.

He asked Lin Qingshuang for help, or rather asked Elder Ye, who was behind Lin Qingshuang, for help. As long as Elder Ye could give a word, he would definitely be able to find the right person in Ruweimen.

I'll go to the Wangqimen Patriarchal Temple to participate in the ceremony soon. I should also have a good conversation with the Second Elder and build good relationships with the people around him...

Upon learning that Qian Guran had broken through to the fourth level, Lin Qingshuang expressed her congratulations, her words full of emotion.

Qian was only modestly claiming that it was a blessing in disguise, a stroke of luck. He could certainly guess at Lin Qingshuang's complex state of mind, and didn't dare to show off.

Lin Qingshuang has been promoted to the third-rank "medical expert" of Guanshen Sect for nearly thirty years. She has accumulated profound cultivation and has reached the perfect realm long ago, but she has not been able to break through to the fourth-rank "doctor".

A fourth-level sorcerer, jokingly called a yamen runner by the Wangqi Sect, a doctor by the Guanshen Sect, a craftsman by the Ruwei Sect, a flower boy by the Xingshen Sect, a merchant by the Xinpan Sect, a gardener by the Danding Sect, and a charlatan by the Lingxi Sect, are all very common identities in the world.

Usually due to reasons such as qualifications, foundation or personal choice, it is difficult to advance in the cultivation realm to a certain level, and people often no longer have any expectations of breaking through, such as Gu Yunteng, but Lin Qingshuang is obviously not in this situation.

She had a knot in her heart, and for someone at the third level of perfection, a knot in her heart meant a heart tribulation. Qian could see the problem, but he had no good solution.

Lin Qingshuang's Taoist companion died young, leaving only Lin Hualei as his successor. Lin Hualei, however, is a complete idiot, just like his master, with flaws in both his aptitude and his character... It's rare to find a talent like He Kao, but a certain elder secretly snatched him away. Senior Lin must be even more frustrated, right?

Lin Qingshuang didn't say much. Seeing the pair of paperweights that Qian Guran brought, she nodded and praised, "You really have good taste. When you took this out in the hospital during the last exam, my senior brother, Elder Ye, took a fancy to it.

She also said that if Yao-san intended to sell it for the price of gold, she would be willing to pay double the price for it. "I didn't expect you to keep this thing. It's indeed suitable for you to make into a magical instrument."

Hearing this, Qian Guran subconsciously glanced at Yao Shaolan, who silently lowered her head. Because Yao Shaolan forgot to tell him about this matter, Old Qian really didn't know about it before.

If you calculate it this way, then Lao Qian has gained an even greater advantage over He Kao.

Elder Ye is so rich that he almost seems to be driving up prices. Maybe that's why Yao Shaolan didn't say anything... But in this situation, it's not convenient for Lao Qian to ask anything in person.

When the two were about to leave, Lin Qingshuang insisted on keeping them for dinner, and said, "Don't leave until you've finished eating. I'll bring Xiaokao's pendant over, and you can take it back and return it to him."

Qian Guran: "Originally you said the lease would last from three months to six months, but it's only been three months now, not even six months yet."

Lin Qingshuang sighed: "Three months is enough. My younger generation is really not cut out for practicing magic. It will be the same even if he wears it for another three months. I'd better give it back to Xiaokao for daily self-defense."

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He Kao was very busy in the next few days. In addition to his work tasks, he also had to take time to purchase various things in the name of buying furniture and supplies for the house. He also claimed that he wanted to prepare materials for decorating the house in his hometown.

Many of the things he bought were used to set up the secret base deep in Gushan.

The wild mountain has no name, but it is located near Gu Lake where He Kao visited last time, and at the junction of Qiyuan and Wuchen, so He Kao called it Gu Mountain.

If he were given enough time, he could pave the floor of the dark cave deep in the mountain, and do all the work such as moisture-proofing, anti-corrosion, insect repellent, leveling, flame retardant, polishing and maintenance by himself.

There is no way around it. This is the occupational disease of craftsmen, but also their spiritual pleasure.

To outsiders who didn't know the truth, He Kao's life seemed very comfortable, so comfortable that it couldn't be any more comfortable!
A diamond bachelor, works in a big factory, owns a house in the countryside, a car and a house in the city, has millions in savings, no burden on his parents, is handsome and in good health, can have sex all night long... perfect.

Lao Qian bought the paperweights and paid a down payment of two million, which instantly gave He Kao enough money to buy all kinds of things. And on a daily basis, the leaders on this line, Xiaopang, the team leader, E Zong, the supervisor, and Lao Qian, the vice president in charge, were all his own people!
But He Kao always had a vague sense of crisis, always feeling that there was danger hidden somewhere, invisible but everywhere... perhaps it was because of his identity as a hidden moth.

Lao Qian once reminded him that Yu Shangzheng and Wan Zhongle would not give up, but during the following period of time, He Kao did not notice anything unusual. He guessed that the other party's actions were not that fast yet.

But the more this happened, the more nervous He Kao became.

Sometimes he would think, if the hidden moth thing hadn't happened, could he just lie back and enjoy life comfortably? Then he realized that the logic of this idea itself was flawed.

What he has now is the legacy left by his father Yin Mo. If it were not for the former Yin Mo Huang Xiaopang, and the Yin Mo ability he later possessed, he would probably have lost his life, let alone have all this.
Half a month passed in a blink of an eye. Xiaopang's birthday fell on the weekend, so Lao Qian didn't have to make any more arrangements. Mother Chen called him back to Pugang Town, and He Kao followed him back.

Because He Kao had a roommate in college who took advantage of the weekend to bring his girlfriend to Qiyuan to visit He Kao, actually asking him to host her.

I had heard a long time ago that He Kao's hometown was in the countryside on the north bank of the Yangtze River. He lived alone in a three-story building with a large yard. My classmates also wanted to visit there.

What's there to see in the countryside? He could visit the Sanxi Bridge Scenic Area and hike up Baima Mountain. But He Kao definitely didn't want to go back to the abandoned amusement park at the foot of the mountain, even though the two guests had seen it from afar and were intrigued.

The next day they called Xiaopang again and went to the town's farmers' market together. Many of the things sold there were quite interesting and could not be found in ordinary supermarkets.

As he passed by the gate of the farmers' market, He Kao keenly noticed that as soon as he walked in, he was locked in by a very special gaze. It seemed that someone was always paying attention to him.

He turned his head and saw that it was the little old man setting up a chess stall under the big tree.

The old man was originally from the next village, and He Kao had known him since childhood. He nodded politely and said, "Hello, Uncle Qi! It's a nice day today. Are you setting up your stall again?"

After saying hello, He Kao and his companions walked straight into the farmers' market.

Jiang Daozhen's mood was similar to his hairstyle, messy in the wind... His last name had always been Jiang, so when did he become Uncle Qi?
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