Today's solar term is a big cold, if in previous years, Nanling should have been snowy at this time, covered in silver, a winter scene.

It's just that this year's climate seems to be a little abnormal, not to mention snow, even after the winter, there have not even been two drops of rain, every day is sunny and sunny, the wind is beautiful, at noon, the maximum temperature is even more than ten degrees, it is really a little confusing, whether this is winter or spring.

Han Ye drove the Ferrari given to him by Charlene's father, speeding down the streets of Nanling, letting the warm sunlight shine on his body, and everywhere he passed, he attracted a lot of envious eyes.

He hadn't driven the car much since he got it.

At first, it was because I couldn't drive, but then I took the time to learn to drive, got a driver's license, and then encountered a type I virus outbreak.

It wasn't until today, when everything was over, that he had time to drive out for a walk.

This time he drove out, distraction was secondary, and more importantly, he hoped to be able to find a place in the city where the aura of heaven and earth was relatively strong for him to practice.

Now that he has two ancient secret methods, "Song of the Soul of the Six Realms" and "Praise Moth Ciphertext", his demand for aura has increased a lot compared to before.

The ordinary cultivation location could no longer meet his cultivation needs, and the Emperor Ning Yuan Dan had already finished eating, so he had to find a place where his aura was relatively rich in order to keep himself on the path of cultivation.

According to common sense, he should not look for it in the city, but should go to the outskirts of the mountains, where the chances of finding a place with abundant spiritual energy should be greater.

It's just that he is still in school, and he still has his girlfriend and brother by his side, and the old god stick still asks him from time to time to solve some incurable diseases, and there are too many bonds.

Even if he could find a place with abundant spiritual energy in the outskirts of the mountains, and spend all his time on running, where would he have time to practice?

Besides, it would be unrealistic for him to live like those hermit masters for a few months in the wilderness of the mountains.

Therefore, knowing that the hope of finding a place with abundant spiritual energy in the city was very slim, Han Ye still had the mentality of hitting the luck and drove out to have a look.

He drove the car and wandered leisurely through the streets of the city for a morning, and as expected, found nothing.

Han Ye turned around the car with some disappointment and went home, he originally planned to take Qingyue Road and get on the Second Ring Road, but due to the severe traffic jam, he temporarily changed the route and planned to bypass Fuhua Road.

Fuhua Road is not the main road of the city, it is relatively remote and narrow, only two lanes, because it is located in the old city, the houses on both sides of the road are not all high-rise buildings, there are many low and old small buildings mixed in, and some small buildings are painted on the walls.

When he drove to the middle of Fuhua Road, a light but pure aura floated from the left side like an undetectable breeze, attracting his attention.

He slowed down the speed of the car in some surprise, and looked to the left through the car window, only to see that under the shade of the plane trees on the side of the road, a small Taoist temple with a blue tile and vermilion wall was located not far away.

That aura came from the small Taoist temple.

Han Ye parked the car on the side of the road, and walked towards the Taoist temple a little strangely, the closer he got to the Taoist temple, the more clearly he felt that the aura around him was becoming more and more pure and abundant!

In the midst of this filthy city, how could there be such an area with abundant spiritual power? What is the origin of this small Taoist temple?

Han Ye was a little excited in his heart.

There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them.

He searched everywhere for a place full of spiritual energy, but he didn't find a suitable place, but he didn't expect to accidentally pass by Fuhua Road and actually meet it!

It's really fate!

The main entrance of the Taoist temple is not open on the side of the road, but in a small alley on the side of Fuhua Road.

Han Ye walked into the alley and came to the entrance of the Taoist temple, which was a narrow stone archway gate, which was originally supposed to be a vermilion gate, but due to the wind and rain, it fell into disrepair for a long time, and the vermilion lacquer fell very badly, and it was mottled everywhere.

On the somewhat crooked door plaque above the gate, there are three big characters engraved with the real person.

These three words are immortal wind and bones, very Taoist style, it is the cobwebs and dust on the plaque, which makes the brilliance of these three words dimmed a lot.

Since the door was hidden, he couldn't see the situation inside, but judging from the appearance of this temple, Han Ye estimated that the situation inside would not be much better.

But for him, it's okay if the situation is not good.

The worse the situation of this Taoist temple, the more opportunities he has to take advantage of, and he lacks everything now, that is, he is not short of money.

Han Ye had a small calculation in his heart, pushed open the door, raised his foot, and was about to cross the threshold and walk in.

With a "whew", a porcelain vase flew out of it with a gust of wind.

If it weren't for Han Ye's quick dodge, if he had changed someone, he would have been stuffed on his head this time, and he would have been directly opened by this porcelain bottle.

Why is this Taoist priest so violent, and he has not yet entered the door, so he uses this way to greet distinguished guests?"

Han Ye complained in his heart, and when he looked inside, he saw that the two groups of people inside were looking at each other angrily, and the atmosphere was quite tense.

A group of young people in their early twenties, all of them were full of ruffians, arrogant, holding steel pipes and iron rods in their hands, and there were enough of them to fill the courtyard.

The other group was much smaller, only three, all dressed in white-washed robes.

One looked to be seventy or eighty years old, with white beard and hair, hunched waist, senile, thin and thin.

The other Taoist was about thirty years old, slightly white and fat, and sat on the ground with a frightened face.

There is also a little Taoist priest, wearing a wide robe that is very incommensurate with his figure, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, a long figure, looking only fifteen or sixteen years old, rolling up his sleeves, revealing a white lotus-like arm, holding a broom in his left hand, twisting a sea bowl in his right hand, like an angry little tiger, glaring at those young people, and saying loudly: "This is a real person's view, there have been immortals before! Just like this, you dare to come to forcibly demolish it? If there are gods on your head, you are not afraid of offending the immortals, and the sky will be split by five thunders?"

"Immortals, just your little broken Taoist temple, which immortal is willing to stay here?" The young man with buckteeth at the head spat vigorously on the ground, his face full of disdain, "Besides, even if there are really immortals in this little broken Taoist temple, if you block my financial path, you can still kick it away! Let him try to split me?"

The handsome little Taoist priest reprimanded: "If you say this, you are not afraid of retribution?"

The bucktooth youth laughed arrogantly: "Retribution? If you make money, it can be regarded as retribution, let this retribution come a little more, the more the better! Tell you, the big boss has given an order, you have to move today, you have to move if you don't move! Either you pack up your things and go out by yourself honestly; or we will break your legs and kick you out! You choose for yourself!"

The little Taoist priest said loudly: "We won't leave! Death won't leave! You don't want to drive us out!"

The bucktooth youth sneered: "Since you toast and don't eat and drink, then don't blame us for being polite!"

Speaking of this, he lifted the steel pipe and was about to give an order to his brother, when the little Taoist priest suddenly raised the broom, waved it vigorously at Han Ye, and then shouted crisply: "Big brother, please do me a favor! Call 110! Hurry up and help us call 110! These hooligans are coming to demolish our house!"

When those young people heard him shout like this, they all turned their heads and saw Han Ye standing at the gate.

They couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, as if they didn't expect someone to break in.

But soon, those young people reacted, and immediately a few people held steel pipes and iron rods, pointed at Han Ye, and shouted in an unkind tone:

"Get out! Get out! It's none of your business!"

"Don't meddle in your business! Nosy in your business!"

"Don't call the police! Don't call 110! Otherwise, I'll clean you up!"

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“……”

The tone of these ruffians and hooligans had already made Han Ye quite unhappy, not to mention that this was still a treasure land of feng shui, with such a strong aura, how could he let this Taoist temple be forcibly demolished by this gang of ruffians?

Isn't this a tyrannical thing?

So, not only did he not quit, but walked into the courtyard: "I'm really sorry, I like to be nosy, what are you going to do with me?"

"Huh, your tone is so hard, you want to die, don't you?"

"I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him!"

Those young people were enraged by Han Ye's words, and immediately commotioned, and two of them were short-tempered, and they immediately waved the steel pipe and wanted to rush forward.

The bucktooth in the lead was a little older, a little calmer than the others, he waved his hand, stopped the impulse of his subordinates, and looked Han Ye up and down a few times, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

If ordinary people saw this murderous scene, they would have turned their heads in fright and ran away, but this young man was indifferent and calm, and he didn't take the more than ten brothers in his eyes at all.

If it's not really stupid, it's a deep background and unscrupulous. Before he found out the details, he didn't want to do it rashly.

So, he separated from everyone, walked up to Han Ye, and asked tentatively, "Brother, where is it?"

Han Ye said: "I'm not high, I'm just passing by." These three Dao elders are old and young, isn't it a bit too bad for so many of you to bully the three of them?"

Bucktooth said: "This Taoist temple was bought by our big boss, and we have all the good things to say, but this Taoist priest just doesn't want to move away, and there is no way." ”

The handsome little Taoist priest immediately shouted: "Nonsense! You didn't buy it at all! We never agreed to sell it! You just want to demolish it!"

The bucktooth youth didn't hear it, and continued to say to Han Ye: "This is not a personal grudge, it is a business matter. So bro, you'd better not meddle. ”

Han Ye said: "You guys are bullying three old, weak, sick and disabled, how can I turn a blind eye? You'd better quit this Taoist temple quickly, otherwise I'll call the police." ”

Seeing that Han Ye didn't report his identity and spoke so hard, he shouldn't be a character with a background, or a stupid person who saw injustice all the way.

He immediately turned his face over, full of anger, and said sharply: "Give you face, you don't have a face! Then don't blame me for being ruthless! Kill him for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, with a "boom", five or six ruffians rushed out of the crowd, brandishing steel pipes and iron rods, and yelled and rushed towards Han Ye.