When Chen Ergou received Zhang Sanqian at the door, the top of Wushan Mountain in Zhejiang was at the setting sun, the sun was shining, a man and a woman climbed the stairs, and finally came to a secluded temple. There is a small open space in front of the temple, an old pine tree, under which there is a wooden table and two chairs, the material is ordinary, even if it is given away, no one wants to spend energy to move down the mountain. The view is excellent, enough to overlook the panoramic view of the West Lake, because this temple is not famous, the location is also the steep and deep Wushan, a day can not see a few tourists, the great man stands under the pine tree, relaxed, said: "Raise a million troops on the West Lake, immediately the first peak of Wushan." The sentence of the gold lord Wanyan Liang has the style of Li Taibai, and the contemporary Mao Taizu is just a unique hero. ”

The woman wears heavy glasses, covering half of her face, a waist-length ponytail tied with green silk, a navy blue linen shirt, no patterns, simple to the extreme, white socks and black cloth shoes, not stained with dust, quiet and peaceful standing behind the man, like a Bodhi lotus, seemingly delicate and graceful, and indisputable with the world. The man seemed to be accustomed to her silence, turned around and walked towards the temple gate that was about to push open the red lacquer, suddenly opened, a blink of an eye, the man continued to walk, leisurely walking, and the woman with a ponytail had already rushed in front of him, and a young man was caught by her somehow shot like an arrow from the string and flew out, and when he opened the door, the young man who was beaten for no reason rubbed his buttocks and stood up, and there was no big problem, Leaving the man aside, the woman with a ponytail let the young temple keeper observe and scrutinize unscrupulously, she just raised her head slightly to look at the Tantric Maho Ge Ra statue on the right side of the Buddha statue of Sakyamuni, this stone statue is not common, a shrine of three, she is admiring, the man on the side also pays attention to this stone statue, although the man wearing gold wire glasses is extremely strong, but a feminine aura is more than a step better than Nanjing Wei Duangong, this man is like an eclipse. He said slowly: "The Lord is the statue of the angry king who appeared when he surrendered to the ghost, with a fierce face, a bulging chest and belly, a witch on his feet, holding a human head with both hands, and on both sides are the attendants Manjushri and Fuxian who ride lions and elephants, so it seems that it is indeed related to me." ”

"Fate, fate?"

The young man pursed his lips disapprenorantly, his face suddenly changed drastically, he squinted his eyes and stared at the uninvited guest, and said cautiously: "You are Chen Longxiang?" ”

"Was the last generation of temple keepers your master or your father?" The man also didn't give an answer, and was clearly not an egocentric who took others too seriously.

"At most, I can count half a master, I don't know if I died in vain, and I don't know if it's because of the excessive wine color or the feathering ascension, anyway, except for this broken temple, I didn't leave anything of value for me." The young man is sad but not sad, he is such a person, he can neither say that Jiao Erlang should be cynical, nor is he serious, and he has not been contaminated with a bit of fairy wind and bones from the temple.

"Then he owes half a pot of Tiger Run Longjing tea and can't drink it, this debt is more than 40 years, and in the end it is still empty." The man sighed, turned and left.

"Even if my half-hung master is not dead, or the master's master is not dead, there is no tea for you to drink." The young man sat on the threshold of the temple and shouted as he looked at a man and a woman who were about to disappear from view.

The man stopped, took a few steps back, and smiled, "What do you say?" ”

"My master mentioned it when he returned to the light, his master, that is, half of my master, owed you the Chen family half a pot of Tiger Run Longjing, but at that time, the two old men said okay, if the old fairy Chen Banxian who is so good that he can't drink it, he will keep it for his grandson to drink, Chen Longxiang, do you hear clearly, it's for your grandson, not for your son." The young man smiled, a detached gesture that put life and death aside.

"Oh?" The man frowned slightly, and for the first time he really looked at the young man squarely.

"Don't look at me like that, it's useless to scare me, if you want to kill or chop it, Chen Longxiang, even if you are the first in the world, you are still a person, and you can't let me fry hundreds of times back and forth in the Ten Halls Hell Oil Pot, the big deal is that I will die a hundred times, and I will be a good man after eighteen years." The young man shouted.

"I will be hungry if I don't eat whole grains a day, how dare I call myself the best in the world. I won't kill you, it's illegal to kill people, and besides, how can the champion Wang Xuance die so easily, and you are not willing to die, right? Don't pretend to be stupid with me, you may not be able to eat all over the world with one trick when you deal with the Yunnan poppy big lord Hong Canghuang's baby daughter. The man smiled, although he has always scoffed at the art of life science, and he hated the shady deeds of digging gold and digging graves, but this young man in his 30s who can become the guest of honor of Hong Kong's top rich, he has appreciation, no matter whether the black cat or the white cat can catch the mouse is a good cat, he is the benchmark figure who rose in the subsequent gold rush tide in Hainan and Shenzhen because of Deng Gong's words, and the unscrupulous champion Wang Xuance is far more good than disgusted, but it is not favored, He never messes with irrelevant people and things, and he doesn't drag a little mud and a drop of water when dealing with people, if it weren't for the last sentence "to the grandson, not to the son" to keep him going, he would have already gone down the mountain to Xiaoshan Airport to take a private jet to Tianjin to discuss a business.

"I've also heard a little bit about that bit of back then, the catastrophe of the Cultural Revolution in ten years can set things right, what's going on with your family?" Wang Xuance said curiously.

The man laughed it off, not meaning to answer.

The unwilling Wang Xuance glanced at the charming woman behind him, he couldn't see the age, maybe 24, maybe even 34 years old, a bodhisattva face with no desire, no desire, no sorrow, no sorrow, no surprise or joy, which reminded Wang Xuance of a picture of the queen of Loulan that he got in his hands when he robbed the tomb in Loulan, and it was also a sacred gesture of rejecting people for thousands of miles, he couldn't help but ask: "Your head is so valuable, you have a woman by your side, aren't you afraid of being accidentally taken off?" I heard that Nalan Jingwei, the giant of the Northeast Tianzi, and Sun Mangong, the king of Inner Mongolia, both bid for your head. ”

"If Prince Nalan and Sun Laohu join forces, I will definitely send a little more manpower." The man smiled and turned to leave.

The woman in the cloth shoes at her side also turned around.

Wang Xuance's face was suddenly shocked, just like the 9 years when he and 5 companions successfully touched the tomb of Qin Gong in Fengxiang, Shaanxi, according to the rules of their ancestors, a big red candle was lit in the southeast corner, but the candle was suddenly extinguished, only Wang Xuance gritted his teeth and exited the tomb, and the remaining 4 refused to give up the gold, silver and jewelry of a tomb, but when Wang Xuance returned to the ground, the cemetery collapsed without warning, and buried 4 people alive.

Of course, Wang Xuance didn't find that the woman next to the man was a demon, he was just lucky to find a small detail that seemed to be painless: the woman always stood on her heels when walking, no matter what the pace of Chen Longxiang, who was similar to a demon in Wang Xuance's mind, she could always keep the same distance at all.

Wait patiently for her to go away.

Wang Xuance tried to stand on his heels when he tried to go down the mountain after closing the temple door, but he stabbed to the bone in the 9th minute, this is still going down the mountain, if it is going up the mountain, I am afraid that even 5 minutes may not be able to hold on. Tired sitting on the stone steps, Wang Xuance was stunned, except for the Nalan prince and Sun Laohu, who have outrageous combat capabilities, there are often one or two henchmen who can fight around the big people, this is the law, like Lafayette Xiangtai duckweed has a lame Yao tail next to him, and the left-handed knife once cut melons and vegetables in a war 4 gun-wielding killers, and for example, Shanghai Zhuyeqing has a bald head and a big meng worm, and Yunnan soil overlord Hong Canghuang has an incognito top European gunsmith under his hand, playing sniping out of the gods. Wang Xuance has been in contact with those romantic characters to a greater or lesser extent, and most of them have moved one side, but the woman behind Chen Da Bodhisattva seems to have never been brilliant, no one has ever seen her make a move, and there are no legends about her on the road.

Sorcerer.

Thinking about it, Wang Xuance can only describe the woman whose name is unknown.

As night fell, Wang Xuance lay on the stone steps and muttered to himself: "It is rumored that this great bodhisattva has a biological son who has never shown up, and I don't know if he is a tiger or not." ”

The majestic man walked down Wushan, sat with the woman in a Maybach 62 parked at the foot of the mountain, and went straight to Hangzhou Xiaoshan Airport, the driver was a sturdy middle-aged man, and said respectfully: "Chairman, there is news that Young Master Li is already in Nanjing." ”

The man nodded.

The woman hesitated for a moment and said calmly, "Do you want me to go to Nanjing?" ”

The man shook his head and said: "It won't help me to go to his magic barrier this time, the key is to rely on himself, for a woman to be fascinated, no matter how brave and strategic, it is also the life of the overlord of Chu." Tell the people in Nanjing that he wants to make trouble, but let him clean up the mess by himself, if he dares to snatch the woman of the Cao family back, I still have some admiration, after all, it is like his father's species. ”

The woman sighed and said, "Father Kua, that child has long regarded you as a father. ”

The man sneered, "That's his business. Moreover, there is some sincerity and ambition in it, only he knows it. ”

The driver shuddered and forced himself not to pay attention to the conversation between the man and the woman. As a confidant of the Li family, he knows best what this foreign family master is domineering and cruel.

The woman pushed the frame of the mirror and said softly: "Wealth is like half of you, and floating life is like your other half." ”

The Wei'an man said expressionlessly: "Chen Fugui is like my seed, as for the other sick seedling, I hope he is a dou who can't be helped, and he will keep to himself and be a common man." ”

The woman suddenly smiled slightly and said, "Long Xiang, if I remember correctly, Old Man Chen once said to Mr. Li Da, 'Two Chen Long Elephants are not as good as one Chen Fusheng'." ”

Chen Longxiang laughed, arrogant, looked out the window, and sneered: "Two Chen Longxiang can swallow Nalan Jingwei and Sun Mangong in one go, isn't that equivalent to saying that the sick seedling who is not in the climate can be China's No. 1 big owl?" ”

(To be continued)