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There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, Wu Dong drove Yunxi to work. Before getting into the car, he also deliberately took a few photos of himself in front of the car and posted them on the Internet.

The assistant didn't have much work, and he was very idle all day, so he borrowed a lot of professional books on art appraisal from Yunxi and studied them carefully.

At noon, the two million of Yunxi Zhuan arrived. In the afternoon, there was also news from Yun Dazong's side, saying that a friend of his was willing to pay 11.2 million yuan to buy all the porcelain pieces.

Wu Dong discussed with Yunxi and agreed to the deal. Because the buyer is familiar with Yun Dazong, he directly asked for the account, and when he got the goods, he would directly transfer the money to Wu Dong's account.

At this time, Wu Dong's personal wealth actually exceeded 15 million. With the money, he began to worry about the seed material of Tianhua Company, but at present, his funds are insufficient, and this matter needs to be delayed.

In the afternoon, Wu Dong's mother called, saying that her grandmother was sick and asked Wu Dong to accompany her to visit her grandmother.

When it comes to his grandmother, Wu Dong's memory is actually vague. He didn't seem to see his grandmother since he was in junior high school.

He comforted his mother and said to go back as soon as possible.

After getting off work, he asked Yunxi for leave and said that he wanted to go home. Now that he is a rich man, he will go home this time to see if he can make his parents stop working so hard. By the way, I would also like to explain that he found a job in the provincial capital.

At six o'clock in the evening, Yunxi personally sent him to the high-speed rail station, the two waved goodbye, and he got on the train back to his hometown.

The train was moving, and his mind was tumbling. He was wondering what to do with the huge amount of money he had. Parents are nearly 50 years old, and they shouldn't work so hard anymore.

Just as I was thinking about it, the train stopped halfway through, and a new guest got on board. At this time, a middle-aged couple got into the car with a little boy and sat across from him.

The little boy's eyes were blank, and he sat still. The couple looked very tired and worried. The middle-aged man's brows were twisted into a Sichuan character, while the middle-aged woman sighed from time to time.

Wu Dong looked at the little boy, and the little boy's gaze was unfocused. Could it be that the child is sick?, he thought to himself.

After looking at it for a long time, his gaze penetrated the little boy's skin and bones, observing what was going on inside his brain. He noticed that there was a vertical black line in the center of the child's brain. He was curious, so he continued to observe. He found that the black line was slightly thinner than the fishing line, with one end exposed outside the skull and the other end buried deep in the brain.

It's impossible to capture such a thin line with a CT scan, right?

Wu Dong is not a doctor, although he saw the thin line, he couldn't say it rashly. As the old saying goes, a doctor doesn't knock, and if he does, he will be regarded as a person with bad intentions.

He continued to observe and found that the thin wire had pierced several of the child's cranial nerves. Could it be that the child's stupidity has something to do with this?

Wu Dong is a good person, seeing the appearance of the little boy, he felt pity for him in his heart, he thought about it for a while and decided to ask about the situation first. With a draft in his heart, he smiled at the middle-aged man and asked, "Uncle, is your child unwell?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Wu Dong, nodded slightly, and said, "This is my son Xiaoyong, he is not in good health." ”

Wu Dong sighed, he took out the sweet orange from his bag and handed it to the little boy, the little boy didn't even look at it, his eyes were still dull.

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "He doesn't pay attention to people now." ”

Wu Dong asked strangely: "Uncle, what is the situation with the child? Have you been to the hospital?"

The middle-aged man had a good impression of Wu Dong, and he sighed again and opened the conversation.

It turned out that his son Xiaoyong was fine half a year ago. Later, a Taoist priest came to the village and said that Xiao Yong had a disaster, and if he could give him a million, he could help crack it.

Of course, the middle-aged man didn't believe it, thinking that he had met a liar. But what he didn't expect was that Xiao Yong fell ill the day after the Taoist priest left, and he had a fever at first, chills, and injections and medicines.

After three days of illness, he became what he is now, not talking, ignoring people, like a nerd, like consciousness is not in the body.

It was only then that the middle-aged man thought of what the old Taoist priest said, and he inquired in many ways and learned that the Taoist priest was a Taoist priest from Yunhua Temple in Shanshui County. So the couple decided to go to Yunhuaguan, find the Taoist priest, and beg him to save Xiaoyong.

Wu Dong was very curious when he heard this, there was such a strange thing! He blinked, and his intuition told him that this matter was not simple.

He thought for a while and asked the middle-aged man: "Uncle, that Taoist priest will ask for one million when he opens his mouth, presumably the uncle's family is quite rich." ”

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "The family background is okay." Alas, it's all because I love money too much, if I had promised the Taoist priest, Xiao Yong would not have suffered. I've figured it out now, as long as I can cure Xiao Yong, even if the whole family becomes poor again, I will admit it!"

He briefly talked about his own situation. His name is Zhou Dajun, and he contracted a brick factory in the village in his early years, and later opened a woven bag factory.

Wu Dong felt more and more that something was wrong, he had heard of Yunhuaguan, and his reputation was very loud, and the dignitaries and nobles in the county all loved to go to the temple to find Taoist priests for guidance.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "Uncle Zhou, I am from Shanshui County, when I get there, I can show you the way." ”

Zhou Dajun was very grateful: "Then thank you little brother." ”

Wu Dong is not a nosy person, but this matter is full of strangeness, and he must find out.

Shanshui County, which belongs to Gangwon City, has a population of more than one million, and the county is mountainous and hilly, and the economy is relatively backward.

The group got off the train station, and Wu Dong called a car and led them to Yunhuaguan.

Zhou Dajun was very grateful to Wu Dong, and when he was about to arrive at Yunhuaguan, he found a restaurant and invited Wu Dong to lunch.

After lunch, Wu Dong accompanied the family of three to climb the mountain to Yunhua Temple. There are more than a dozen luxury cars parked in front of the Taoist temple, and it can be seen that the incense here is very prosperous, and the people who come to ask for solutions are either rich or expensive.

There is a pavilion at the entrance of the Taoist temple, and more than a dozen people are waiting in the pavilion, each holding a number plate in his hand.

A Taoist boy leaned on the railing, and when he saw Wu Dong and a few people coming, he took out a number plate from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Dajun, saying, "Row number." ”

Zhou Dajun took the number plate and swept around, there was no place to sit in the pavilion, and several people could only stand outside the pavilion.

Wu Dong chatted with him without saying a word, and after a few minutes, another Taoist boy walked out of the gate, he glanced at it, and said to Zhou Dajun: "My master counted you over, let me invite you over." ”

Zhou Dajun was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly. Including Wu Dong, several people followed into the Taoist temple, bypassed a large incense burner, and entered the main hall.

The Taoist temple is very magnificent, and there is a golden body of the patriarch of the Three Qing Dynasty inside, and the decoration is magnificent.

In front of the statue of the patriarch, a middle-aged Taoist priest sits cross-legged. He has a white face, thin eyes and long eyebrows, and his hands are as delicate as white jade, with his palms facing the sky and on his knees.

As soon as Zhou Dajun entered the door, he knelt in front of the middle-aged Taoist priest with a "plop" and said, "Dao Chief, I was stupid before, I didn't listen to the Dao Chief's advice, and I gave the Dao Chief a confession!"

After speaking, he kowtowed three times, sincerely.