130. White Cloud View
130. White Cloud View
"He didn't say that as long as you want to do business, he will contribute money and effort to make it prosperous for you."
Zhao Xiaolin raised her small face in anticipation, but her tone was somewhat resentful: "You don't want to think about others."
"If you agree, it would be great to open a milk tea shop..."
"Then you can drink free milk tea every day, and grow into a fat girl who weighs more than 200 pounds?"
Chen Youcai's face turned dark.
He thought of a certain singer surnamed Zhou, who lost his fame to milk tea in his first life, and now he is as fat as a gas tank...
Chen Youcai couldn't help stretching out his hand suddenly, messing up the long ponytail on the back of Zhao Xiaolin's head: "I said, can you think of something useful?"
"What, food and daily life are all profitable businesses, so why are they useless?"
Zhao Xiaolin rolled her eyes in anger, and slapped Chen Youcai's paw away.
She stared viciously and said, "Are you still thinking about Zhang Dagui's daughter who is a college student?"
"..."
Chen Youcai's face turned green, the corners of his mouth twitched, and it was messed up in gusts of wind.
"If you don't speak, you're acquiescing. Good Chen Youcai, you're really looking at what's in the bowl and eating what's in the pot!"
Zhao Xiaolin was so angry that she almost poked Chen Youcai's forehead with her pale fingertips.
"Tomorrow, I will tell Sister Yiyi and Sister Tao to keep them away from you, a big carrot!"
"Don't be so cruel, the snacks and drinks for tomorrow's mountain climbing, can I contract it myself?"
Chen Youcai felt a little guilty for no reason, he was a little scared of this stinky girl, and ran to Song Yiyi and Sister Tao to chew her tongue.
He immediately begged for mercy with a wry smile.
"Hmph, if you're not honest, we won't take you to play with us in the future."
Satisfied, Zhao Xiaolin continued bouncing up and down, talking about the gossip she had heard around.
Why, someone in Wangjiagou married a daughter, and the bride price received more than [-] yuan.
Only after the woman married did she realize that the bride price was borrowed from an online loan, and now she is crying for a divorce...
There was also a fight between the couple in Zhoujia Village next door. The man suspected that the son was not his own, so he wanted to do a paternity test.
The woman disagreed with her life and death, but it turned out that the child had no blood relationship with anyone in the family, and the hospital was wrong...
"Where did you get all this messy news?"
Chen Youcai listened absent-mindedly, but he was silently thinking about Pei Hu who was trampled to death by a cow.
For Cao Kun's death, the Wu family in Jinling sent people to Chenjiacun to arrest him... Chen Youcai didn't believe that this matter would end like this.
With a slight movement of his mind, Chen Youcai lowered his hands to catch the two small boxes, which were the Dali Pills he had just exchanged from the Merit Store.
"WeChat circle of friends, it's fun. I added a lot of people. Whenever there is any trouble around, someone in the circle of friends will immediately post it."
Zhao Xiaolin said with a smile, and did not forget to raise the phone screen at Chen Youcai.
"Xiaolin, take this medicine, um, it may be a little hot after taking it, but it's good for your health."
Chen Youcai handed a Dali pill in his hand to Zhao Xiaolin, and explained with a smile.
"This is the blood tonic medicine I gave my dad, there are two left, it's cheaper for you."
Zhao Xiaolin's face was full of bewilderment, and she subconsciously reached out to take it, and then realized the word "blood", her pretty face instantly turned red like a monkey's butt.
That's right, these two days are the time when my aunt is visiting... Her head is messy, but her heart is both sweet and shy.
"Eat, sweat all over, just go back and take a shower."
Chen Youcai smiled cheerfully, raised his hand to put another Dali pill in his mouth, and then swallowed it in one gulp.
"Currently able to withstand the strength of Dali pills: there are three remaining."
In the field of vision, a line of small cinnabar characters faintly appeared, which made Chen Youcai stunned for a moment, and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.
The pills that can strengthen the body's functions are as expected, and they are not unlimited.
Counting the Dali pill that he had taken before.
A healthy adult man should be able to take five Dali pills.
"I don't know how much strength I can increase by eating this one..."
Chen Youcai murmured and rubbed his right shoulder.
That night, he was punched by Pei Hu, and afterward, he became red and swollen for a whole day and night, and he is still in pain till now.
"Brother talented, what are you talking about?"
Zhao Xiaolin also tried to eat the Dali Wan, and looked at Chen Youcai in a daze.
"It's nothing. I heard from an old doctor in a Chinese medicine store that this medicine claims to replenish qi and blood, but it can improve physical fitness."
"Maybe it can increase your strength."
Chen Youcai smiled, but Zhao Xiaolin had a bitter face, looking down at her slender arms.
"Me, my arms won't get thicker in the future, will they?"
She muttered in distress, a little regretting that she believed Chen Youcai's instigation, and swallowed the medicine without even thinking about it.
"There's nothing wrong with being stronger, at least you can beat hooligans and not be bullied."
Chen Youcai smiled meaningfully.
He secretly made up his mind to exchange for three Dali pills to take after returning home, so as to improve the limit of his body function as soon as possible.
At the same time, on the outskirts of Jinling, Phoenix Mountain, Baiyun Temple.
"I am the head steward of the Wu family. I am here to pay a visit to Master Dong Xianshi, the master of Guiguan. Please let me know."
It was late at night, but the verdant Phoenix Mountain top was brightly lit and surrounded by cigarette smoke.
The Panshan Road leads directly to the gatehouse of Baiyun Temple. Uncle Fu got out of the car and signaled the two bodyguards of the Wu family who came with him to wait in place and not to rush in.
He entered the gate of the Taoist temple with ease, and came to the Sanqing Hall where incense and candles were flourishing. There was Xiaodao Tonghou who had heard the movement long ago and stood at the gate.
"Is there a token?"
Xiao Daotong wore a black and white Taoist uniform, he was only about fifteen years old, he was born with red lips and white teeth, delicate and handsome.
Even Uncle Forbe couldn't help but take a second look.
"Sure enough, it's a keepsake from the master, the benefactor, please wait a moment."
Reaching out his hand to take the inch-long mahogany sword that Fu Bo solemnly took out, Xiao Daotong flicked the tip of the sword lightly with a solemn expression.
A phantom of a white crane that was only the size of a fingernail jumped up quietly, then spread its wings and soared into the air, silently dissolving into the smoke in the hall.
Even though he had seen the supernatural power of Baiyun Temple several times, Uncle Fu was still shocked by seeing it, and he was in awe of the little Taoist boy in front of him.
Xiao Daotong put away the peach wood sword, nodded to Uncle Fu, and then walked around behind the statue of the Sanqing Patriarch enshrined at the top of the main hall.
It took a while to reappear, and signaled to Uncle Fu: "Master, please."
Fu Bo's old face tightened, he straightened his clothes quickly, and followed Xiaodaotong with a pilgrimage mentality.
It turned out that there was a dark wall behind the tall statue of the Patriarch of the Three Qing Dynasty. The wall was hollow, and long steps leading directly to the ground were suddenly dug out.
The two walked for about ten minutes and came to a huge underground courtyard with bright lights.
I saw rockery gardens, ground springs surging, and palaces with painted pillars and carved beams standing among them, just like a fairyland on earth.
"Master is practicing guns. It's not far to the left. It's just around the garden. Please ask the benefactor to go there by himself."
After Xiao Daotong finished speaking, he saluted Uncle Fu and left on his own.
Gun practice?Could it be that he was practicing the red-tasseled spear? ?
Uncle Fu muttered in his heart, secretly feeling that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky.
Who would have imagined that in the Baiyun Temple of Phoenix Mountain, which has been reduced to a national 3A scenic spot, there is actually an old immortal who was not born?
Along the garden path on the left, proceed carefully all the way, Fu Bo watched his nose, nose and heart, and hardly dared to look around.
Finally, the path came to an end, and when he walked around a screen wall, Uncle Fu saw an old Taoist with white hair and a childlike face.
boom!
The old Taoist did not wear a Taoist crown, but a pair of sound-proof earmuffs.
At this time, both arms were stretched forward, raised to shoulder level, and within the folded palms, there was a black pistol held impressively!
I saw him squinting his old eyes, focusing on the target wall ten meters away, and then biubiu pulled the trigger one after another.
Nima, still, really practicing guns...
Uncle Fu staggered, and almost fell to the ground. The image of immortality he imagined along the way shattered to the ground.
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