After hearing what He Jingxian said, the old Taoist didn't blush or feel any excitement, and he didn't care at all.

He stroked his beard and said, "Sister-in-law, you are right.

Dongzi is such a disaster that even thunder can't kill him. What does the King of Hell want him to do? To take over?

So, if I play along with Dongzi, the King of Hell might be willing to let me live a long life for his sake.”

Zhang Xudong interrupted him and said:

"Alright, alright, what's the point of living so long, you old Taoist priest?

You'd better write out your list of materials as soon as possible and be more realistic.

By the way, Taoist priest, I can prepare what you want, and I can also prepare some food and drinks for you.

But I won’t take care of the house repairs or construction. You’ll have to figure it out on your own.”

The old Taoist said disapprovingly:

"As long as you can prepare the necessary things, building a house is not a big deal.

I'd be a fool to do the rough work myself.

I will let the immortals from those sects act as supervisors.

Bring some death row prisoners and enemy spies there and let them do forced labor.

Once they get up there, they shouldn't even think about coming down. They'll just spend their whole lives making contributions on the mountaintop; at least they can still be alive."

Zhang Xudong frowned and said, "Then you better keep an eye on them. If they reveal the secret, all your efforts will be wasted."

The old Taoist took a sip of water and said, "Don't worry about this, none of these outsiders are easy to deal with.

Although they cannot resist the trend of destiny, they still have some means to deal with ordinary people.

Don't be fooled by their generally benevolent appearance, but once they get angry, their methods are ruthless."

Zhang Xudong shook his head after hearing this, thinking that he was blinded by some foreign ministers.

How could it be possible that all the people in those families and sects that have been passed down for hundreds or thousands of years are humble gentlemen and full of benevolence and righteousness?

The old Taoist pondered for a while and said:

"Dongzi, in order to reduce the pressure on food supply, the country must begin to streamline its institutions and urban population.

Streamlining the organization means removing and reorganizing personnel and organizations that have duplicate functions and are of little use.

One way to reduce the number of people in cities is to let temporary workers or unimportant personnel in the unit return to their hometowns in the countryside to farm.

Each factory and unit has targets for these two policies."

Zhang Xudong frowned and asked:

"Why? What you mean by that is that we have something to do with this?"

The old Taoist sighed and said, "Yes, they are going to set up a modern international relations research institute.

The plan is to place all the agents in it.

From now on, they will be organized into troops and led by the General Staff.

Sir, you will no longer care about these people and things from now on.

We, the members of our sect and family, are afraid that we will not be able to enter that research institute.

Now it depends on what you and Jing girl plan to do."

Zhang Xudong shook his head and said:

“Master Dao, once we get in there, I’m afraid we’ll have to choose sides.

If you don't stand in line, you will die now. If you stand in line, you will die later.

So, I'd better stay away from them and be a commoner so that I can be more free and at ease.

But, can they let us withdraw so easily?"

After hearing this, the old Taoist sighed and said:

“The gentleman said that he and the team had discussed with us those who withdrew.

As long as we don't go abroad, don't break the law, and don't leak secrets, we can live a peaceful life.

But Dongzi, things are unpredictable. Can these paper articles be useful?

When we no longer have anyone to rely on and no longer have privileges, doesn't our life or death still depend on other people's mood?

The reason for killing us is that he is nothing. People can get what they want whenever they want.

However, you and Jing girl can rest assured that it doesn't matter if you don't want to get involved in these things anymore.

Only the two gentlemen and I know the girl's true identity.

Dongzi, your true identity is only known to you two gentlemen, me, Zhao Peng, and Zhou Yanan.

So if you don't want to join the research institute, I can just destroy your confidential files and no one else will know about it."

Zhang Xudong shook his head and said, "There's another person who knows, and that's Director Liu.

But don't worry, I will tell him how powerful it is and ask him to keep it a secret.

All you have to do is delete the secret files between Jing and me, and you don't have to worry about anything else.

But what do you guys want to do? Are you all going to hide on the top of the mountain?"

The old Taoist said with a bitter face:

"This should be the catastrophic disaster that we have anticipated has begun!

If there were no place like Hilltop Ranch, where could we hide?

But that's how it is. We old guys can stay in the mountains and wait for death.

But what about those young people? Like Zhao Peng, Zhou Yanan and others, are they also going there to while away their days like us?"

After hearing this, Zhang Xudong glanced at the old Taoist and said:

"Alright, Master Dao, stop complaining and just speak your mind."

The old Taoist pleaded, "Dongzi, didn't you say that if this day ever came, you would guarantee me a place to enjoy happiness?"

"Yeah! I told you, I can do it, too."

"Then can you change this condition? I, the old Taoist, can choose not to enjoy the good life but to wait for death on the mountain top.

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