Wang Xiaoxin made a conclusion to Zhang Silong in an instant.

Are they Jin Feng's people?

I've never heard him talk about it.

There are only three of them, will they be the opponents of the Daomen?

"Boss, hey, hey, boss, you taste this stinky tofu wow, it stinks worse than the of my nest......"

"It's so delicious!"

Yang Congcong bowed to Jin Feng, took a piece of stinky tofu and respectfully sent it to Jin Feng's mouth, hehehehe

"I made it myself, and they didn't eat it. ”

Jin Feng poked his head out and chewed his teeth after eating stinky tofu, and gave Yang Congcong a thumbs up.

"Give you a salary increase, an extra hundred per month. ”

Yang Congcong laughed, looked up and laughed happily: "Salary increase, salary increase......"

"You can buy delicious food again. ”

After a pause, Yang Congcong's bullish eyes aimed at Wang Xiaoxin, and he suddenly made a vague sound, laughed evilly, and roared in his mouth.

"Boss, this girl is comfortable......"

"It's ...... comfortable"

Wang Xiaoxin suddenly had goosebumps, took a step back and hid beside Jin Feng.

However, Yang Congcong's eyes bulged out, and his breathing began to become short, like an old bear in estrus, calm and terrifying.

The tower-like giant body approached Wang Xiaoxin step by step, and the black and yellow fangs were still oozing blood, which frightened Wang Xiaoxin and leaned against Jin Feng tightly.

For the rest of her life, Wang Xiaoxin, who was as cold as the queen of an iceberg, let out a trembling sound of fear.

"Don't come here......"

"If you have something to say......

Yang Congcong smiled ruefully: "Boss, I want ...... Invite this girl to eat stinky tofu. ”

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of stinky tofu and handed it to Wang Xiaoxin.

Wang Xiaoxin was about to vomit nausea at that time.

looked at Yang Congcong's ugly and terrifying appearance, but in the next second, he stretched out his snow-white goose neck and ate the stinky tofu with his eyes closed.

In an instant, Wang Xiaoxin felt that life was worse than death.

resisted the urge to vomit with nausea, showed a smile that was more than crying, and gave a thumbs up to Yang Congcong, who was looking forward to it: "It's delicious!"

At this second, Wang Xiaoxin's tears were rolling.

Yang Congcong laughed, happy like a child.

"Boss, this girl also likes to eat my stinky tofu, and Sister Zimo also likes ......"

"I like this girl. ”

Jin Feng snorted and shook his head at Wang Xiaoxin.

Although there were all kinds of reluctance, even though there were thousands of worries, Wang Xiaoxin resolutely waved his hand and ordered Changying to retreat.

In the huge farmhouse yard, there are only three people left in Jin Feng and about a dozen people from the Zhang family in Longhu Mountain.

The two sides stood still, looked at each other face to face, looked at each other without flinching or fearing.

When Zhang Silong looked at Zhang Linxi face to face, he couldn't help but look at the greedy essence and the tremor from the soul.

The person in front of him is the future Dao Venerable!

Speaking of which, I'm still the same generation as myself!

If Grandpa hadn't left back then, this Daozun would ...... Or is it his turn to do it?

Looking at it, Zhang Silong's eyes were red.

Damn, the neck is wearing a mutton fat white jade talisman necklace, which is handed down by the ancestor of Zhang Yuchu, the forty-third generation of the Heavenly Master of the Ming Dynasty, and the supreme magic weapon blessed by the Daozun of the past dynasties for six hundred years.

The engraved nine-character mantra and Xuanwu bracelet on the hand are also not small, and they are made of hundred-year-old lightning wood, which is rarer than the rune necklace of mutton fat jade.

There is also the gold thread money on the kid's left wrist, which is a big money minted by Emperor Daojun for Daomen!!

In that year, Song Weizong made two batches of Chunhua ingots offering money, one of which was for Buddhism, and was buried at the top of the middle platform of Wutai Mountain, that is, under the Zhuguang Pagoda of Cuiyan Peak.

At the end of the eighties of the last century, the base of the tower was seriously tilted and asked to be renovated.

While the foundation was being cleared, two gold and copper coins came out. The workers did not know the goods, so they sold two copper coins, one for one dollar, and one for a towel.

The owner of the department store was also illiterate, and sold it to tourists for 20 yuan.

Later, an old monk who traveled to Yunyou recognized that it was gold, and it immediately caused a sensation in the entire Wutai Mountain.

Upon hearing the news, the local cultural protection department dispatched to confiscate more than 300 pieces of peerless offering money engraved with Chunhua ingots on the front and two Buddha statues engraved on the back.

This is also the first time that Shenzhou has discovered the gold Chunhua ingots written by Song Weizong.

Unique!

The local cultural preservation unit thought that this was the end, but when the lower layer of the tower base was cleared out the next day, everyone was stunned.

The Chunhua ingots that came out on this day were more than the previous day, and I don't know how much.

The ending can naturally be guessed.

The scene was chaotic, and countless offerings were snatched up.

By the time the cultural protection unit arrived at the construction site again, the site was empty.

Immediately, a special task force codenamed 07 was set up in the local area, and countless people were arrested and more than 1,700 pieces of support money were recovered, but there are still specific numbers of people who have gone overseas and those who are unknown, and it is still a headless public case.

In 1990, when a senior official of the Bank of China met with a devil businessman, the businessman took out a Song Dynasty gold Buddha coin and invited him to look at it, saying that this was a cultural relic unearthed in our Shenzhou and bought it on Hong Kong Island for 300,000 Hong Kong dollars, which scared the senior official stupidly on the spot.

In 1990, 300,000 Hong Kong dollars was equivalent to 500,000 soft sister paper.

In 1990, you could buy five courtyard houses in Tiandu City, 30 real estate units in the Special Economic Zone, and 40 units in the Magic City Center.

Now, you can't find this kind of thing on the market and in the homes of big collectors.

For the hair?

No one dares to take it out.

Take it out and it's a thief.

At that time, Emperor Daojun not only made a batch of offering money for Buddhism, but also made a batch of money for Daomen, which was called Taishang money.

Taishang Qian is also made of gold, and the three Buddha statues of Sanqing are also carved on the back, which are more exquisite than those from Buddhism.

After all, Song Weizong, known as the son of God of the Daojun Emperor, has a soft spot for Daomen.

Like the offering money of Buddhism, very few of these coins have been handed down, and they belong to the rare treasure level of magic weapons.

Those who can wear this kind of thousand-year-old magic weapon, Longhu Mountain only has the blood of a few relatives of the Zhang family.

Seeing the three heavy treasure magic weapons on Zhang Linxi's body, Zhang Silong's eyes turned from red to green, emitting a crystal shining green glow, and he couldn't wait to take those heavy treasure magic weapons as his own.

"Let's go!"

Listening to Jin Feng's words, Zhang Silong stared at Zhang Linxi fiercely a few times, then turned around and followed Jin Feng towards the big tomb.

Zhang Lin liked everyone but saw that Jin Feng was going to act, and couldn't help but be in a hurry, and he was about to rush up to stop Jin Feng immediately.

Suddenly, Zhang Linxi only felt that the sun was darkening, and when he looked up, he saw a Kunlun slave with a thick waist like a big buffalo and a magnificent old bear standing in front of him.

The ugly and ferocious appearance of the black face made people's hearts jump, and the eerie white teeth smiled fiercely, making a steel sound of metal clashing.

"Where are the bosses?"

Zhang Linxi looked at Kunlun Nu's sandbag-sized black fist, and then looked at Yang Congcong's chaotic pupils, and a chill rose in his heart.

This old bear-like strong man is a lonely statue of the heavens and the earth, and he should never live past the age of twenty...... was able to escape several killings and robberies of five disasters and nine tribulations......

Moreover, his mind turned out to be half-clear, half-awake and half-confused, and there were countless killings and robberies in the Fateful Palace.

For a moment, Zhang Linxi frowned, and hissed, "Take it!"

Behind him, several disciples of Longhu Mountain quickly stepped forward to surround Yang Congcong.

Yang Congcong clenched his fists, and a muffled sound broke out, and there was a roar: "The boss said, tell you to stay honest and don't move." ”

Although the people of Longhu Mountain were afraid, they still rushed up and punched and kicked Yang Congcong.

The people who can follow Zhang Linxi out to do big things are all elite disciples of the inner sect who can be counted in Longhu Mountain, and the combat skills of these people are even higher than those of the Heavenly Killing and Mountain and Sea Geology teams.

And the inner disciples do not participate in the selection of the Heavenly Killing and Mountain and Sea Geology teams.

It can be seen that the strength of these people should not be underestimated.

However, it was these elites of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and countless critical hits hit Yang Congcong's vital parts like Yang Congcong tickled.

Not only that, but he was also shocked by the shock force of Yang Congcong's steel-like body.

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