While thinking this way, Zhou Baopu also had an idea and deliberately left the Xumen behind, waiting for the arrival of the young deacon.
In fact, just after walking out of the assessment room, Zhou Baopu already had a lot of doubts in his heart. Although it was only their first meeting, Zhou Baopu could always vaguely feel for some reason that the middle-aged deacon's hostility towards him did not seem to be simply out of jealousy.
Originally, in Zhou Baopu's opinion, it might be because the middle-aged deacon was jealous of his good results, but after listening to Shangguan Rui's explanation of the entry requirements, Zhou Baopu's vision is no longer so narrow. No matter how you look at it, the middle-aged deacon is There is absolutely no need to compete with Mu Zhuo, an assessment disciple who has not yet entered the Tianfu Tower.
"It's so similar. Zhou Kunlun, I didn't expect that after so many years, you still refuse to let me go?"
Just when Zhou Baopu was thinking this, the middle-aged deacon said to him in his room. Holding a dim red candle, there was a fierce color in his expression, his expression flickered, his fists were clenched, and he gritted his teeth and said gloomily.
Regarding these two people, based on Zhou Baopu's first contact with them, Zhou Baopu already had his own preliminary judgment.
Zhou Baopu's first impression of the middle-aged deacon should be that he was a petty and extremely jealous person. From Zhou Baopu's point of view, this seemed not difficult to see. As soon as he entered the assessment room, he showed his face to Zhou Baopu, who had obtained the first-class A grade. A lot of clues could be seen.
However, after listening to Shangguan Rui's explanation, Zhou Baopu had great doubts about his judgment.
Judging from Zhou Baopu's first impression, the young deacon should be an opportunistic person who is very good at making profits. Because whether it was the previous flattery or attentiveness, it undoubtedly showed that this young deacon was very good at life, and he was almost as shrewd as the tip of a needle.
In Zhou Baopu's eyes, such a person may not be suitable as a friend, but he is the most suitable to do business with.
Because when doing transactions with such people, what is considered is only the gain and loss of interests, and the intrigues are only limited to money. He could see that the young deacon was not a villain, maybe a little clever, but Zhou Baopu believed it. This little cleverness is of little use to him.
As the saying goes, only one who has talent but no virtue can become a villain. If you put it that way, the middle-aged deacon is obviously a complete villain.
Because as a deacon, the middle-aged deacon's cultivation is naturally not too weak, and from his gloomy face and complete indifference, it is not difficult to see that his lack of virtue is not ordinary.
From this point of view, Zhou Baopu felt happy that he could deal with the young deacon.
"Dingle bell..."
Unknowingly, it was already midnight, and the bell rang just as Zhou Baopu guessed, at midnight.
Zhou Baopu didn't get out of bed. He used the skimmer in the oil lamp to flick the wick, calmly turned on the light, and then waited for the arrival of the young deacon with a natural attitude.
The wind outside the window seemed to be choked by the throat, and it did not make much noise. The surrounding courtyards where the disciples were being assessed had long been extinguished. Everything was quiet, the surroundings were silent, and the crisp ringtone was particularly harsh, but Zhou Baopu was enjoying it, thinking about how to make some money out of the stranger.
When the young deacon saw that the doorbell had not been pulled into the courtyard, he knew that what he wanted to do was already clear, so he picked up the doorbell. However, although the doorbell was pulled, the owner inside seemed to have no idea at all. As if he didn't hear it, he didn't come over to open the door.
It was pitch black all around, and I couldn't see my fingers. The moon and stars were blocked by dark clouds. The only thing that could be felt was his heavy breath and the handle in his hand. The young deacon could hardly feel anything else.
After pricking up his ears and concentrating his energy, the young deacon wanted to use all his abilities to listen to the movements in the courtyard and see if Zhou Baopu had been alarmed and was walking towards the courtyard gate. , is it about to open the door for yourself?
However, after waiting for a long time, the young deacon's heart was anxious, but he still didn't see Zhou Baopu coming to open the door. In fact, now, Zhou Baopu was also a little impatient. But he knew one thing very well in his heart, that is, he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry.
If you want to make a deal, you must learn to whet the other party's appetite. What's more, this deal was approached by someone outside the door. If Zhou Baopu hadn't put on enough airs, he would have lost a lot of confidence when it came time to actually bargain. Therefore, Zhou Baopu had no intention of opening the door himself. Go in person.
This is why Zhou Baopu left the door ajar.
Some people may ask, isn't Zhou Baopu afraid that the young deacon will turn around and return?
Afraid, of course he is afraid!
However, what Zhou Baopu was more afraid of was that his plan to catch a white wolf with nothing would fail. You know, Zhou Baopu basically has nothing to trade with now. When the silver comes here, it is as worthless as dirt, let alone the stone coins he brought.
Just when Zhou Baopu was waiting anxiously, there was a squeak, and Zhou Baopu was overjoyed. Because the sound was obviously that the courtyard door was being opened.
The young deacon looked stunned. He didn't expect that he wanted to knock on the door, but who knew, he knocked open the door that Zhou Baopu had left ajar.
Just now, the young man thought the doorbell was broken and wanted to knock on the door hard to alert Zhou Baopu. However, I never expected that with this hard push, the courtyard door would open on its own initiative. I couldn't help but admire Zhou Baopu's actions.
As a person who specializes in taking advantage of others, the young deacon's mind is certainly not comparable to that of ordinary people. Almost as soon as the courtyard door opened, Zhou Baopu's intention was immediately understood.
Obviously, Zhou Baopu not only fully understood the extended meaning of raising his middle finger with the tail upward, but also after having the idea of trading in his mind, instead of actively accepting it, he adopted a hard-to-get approach, which he had to admire. Qi Zhou Baopu's mind.
Deliberately not opening the door is cheating; leaving the doorbell behind is cheating.
When the young deacon saw Zhou Baopu's move, he couldn't help but feel ashamed of himself. He couldn't help but feel that the methods he had used before were a bit too childish to compare with Zhou Baopu, a little monster. They were not on the same level.
If it had been anyone else, the young deacon could have walked away, but the other person was Zhou Baopu, which made the young deacon smile bitterly.
The young deacon looked at the open courtyard and walked in without hesitation. Fortunately, he had also passed through the entrance examination, and the layout of the courtyard rooms for all the examination disciples was similar and had not changed over the years, so it was easy. The young deacon found Zhou Baopu's whereabouts.
"You should suffer a loss. Anyway, when I came tonight, I never thought that I would take advantage of you!" The
middle-aged deacon muttered in his heart, and then he rushed into the room where Zhou Baopu was. When he looked up, he saw Zhou Baopu was in the room. He was working at a table with a pair of scissors on the table, and a lot of old burnt wicks that had been cut off fell beside the lamp.
Seeing this, the middle-aged deacon's eyelids twitched involuntarily.