It was already evening when I walked out of the apartment building.

Looking at the lively city with thousands of lights, Qin Gushen was a little dazed.

He lost his cowardice since he was a child, and was raised by his master Lin Changqing since he was a child.

Who would have predicted that in the process of seeking opportunities, there would be inexplicably more sworn brothers.

Luo Xiaohu, this brother, is really heroic。。。。。

Thinking of his righteous brother, a warm smile rarely appeared on the corner of Qin Gushen's mouth, but then quickly disappeared

Something doesn't seem right.

Qin Gushen tried hard to recall the scene at that time, and his brows slowly furrowed.

Why did he take the initiative to bow to that Luo Xiaohu?

Haojie, personality charm?

Phew! Planted under his own hands all these years, which one is not a dragon and phoenix among people?

As if a cold wind blew and his mind cleared up, Qin Gushen began to recall Luo Xiaohu's image.

The words are rude, the taste is vulgar, the chest is big... The limbs are well developed and the mind is simple.

How could such a brute with no bright spots convince himself.

There must be something strange in this.

Qin Gushen stood on the street and pondered, unaware of the strange gazes of passers-by, among them there were many girls with spring hearts, after all, his long hair was unruly, and he was too lethal.

Qin Gushen frowned, recalling that when he first saw Luo Xiaohu on the street, there was no such strange situation happening, could it be the impact of the operation?

Huh, Qin Gushen, who figured out the joint, couldn't cry or laugh, and inadvertently was affected by Luo Xiaohu's Dao heart, no, it's too embarrassing, go back and ask the master, how can I eliminate this influence.

If it weren't for that, he might have killed that unknown teenager a long time ago.

Fortunately, this trip was not in vain, and I fished a high-grade elixir, which is a treasure with no price, no loss!

Qin Gushen touched the hidden pocket on his body with a little relief.

Well, no?!

Only then did I remember that I hated to meet Luo Xiaohu late just now, and I poured out my heart and lungs, so I made a meeting gift for the pill.

Qin Gushen was so depressed that he couldn't look up to the sky and howl.

But when he thought of Xue Ba and the horse and gold in his mouth, Qin Gushen's face was much calmer, if he really had the help of the ancient powerful divine sense,

So whether you are friends or enemies with Xue Ba has to discuss with your master.

With a decision, Qin Gushen's face resurfaced with a cynical smile, hummed a minor tune, and strode towards his residence.

"In the past, there were three great sages... Liu Guanzhang. The knot is in Taoyuan... Phew"

"Didi!" a hurried prompt sounded.

Qin Gushen took out his mobile phone, and his brows suddenly furrowed when he saw it.

It turned out to be a master?

Isn't he in retreat?

Qin Gushen held the question in his head, hailed a taxi on the side of the road, and hurried towards the address on the text message.

...

Located on the outskirts of the city, the temporary residence is a historic local villa, the Salmon Garden.

The three-storey villa covers an area of dozens of acres, with green mountains in the distance and a quiet lake nearby, and the scenery is quiet and elegant. In just ten years, it has changed hands several times, and now it has been acquired by Jiasheng Group, the largest local real estate tycoon.

Lin Changqing and Qin Gushen came to Minhai City this time at the invitation of Chen Yehuo, chairman of Jiasheng Group.

Chen Yehuo's family history is quite legendary, his parents died when he was a child, he lived on the streets before finishing primary school, and barely survived by begging along the street, which is really a bowl of opening.

Such a life trajectory did not take a earth-shaking reversal until Chen Yehuo was thirty years old.

On the day he was 30 years old, Chen Yehuo picked up a 7-color ball lottery ticket in the trash can, and started his koi life with a "meagrely" windfall of 54 million.

In the next ten years, Chen Yehuo successfully rolled his assets to one billion by virtue of inheriting hundreds of millions of inheritances from distant relatives who could not be beaten, and unfinished buildings being accidentally requisitioned by the government.

At every correct historical moment, it has decisively entered the inflection point of various industries, and has made a lot of money in industrial manufacturing, finance, real estate, and the Internet.

Last month, 12 hours after Jiasheng Group announced that it would spend 20 billion yuan to acquire a 13% stake in Swan Technology, Gaosheng Group, the largest investment banking institution on Wall Street, announced the acquisition of Swan Technology.

The continuous price limit has made Jiasheng Group's asset ranking historically enter the top 100 in the country.

Chen Yehuo's adverse weather luck has caused a lot of bizarre legends about him to circulate in the market.

Some people say that the ninth generation of the Chen family did good deeds, and Chen Yehuo was destined to be rich and noble; some people say that Chen Yehuo raised a little ghost and offered it every night with his own blood in order to dominate the business world and be invincible; some people even said that Chen Yehuo did not hesitate to kill hundreds of lives and practiced the art of changing his life against the sky.

These rich people are addicted to feng shui and magic circles, and the master, as the dragon head of the "dragon sees the head but does not see the tail" in the feng shui world of Guangdong and Hong Kong, should be like a fish in water these days.

As soon as Qin Gushen entered the hall, he felt a strange silence in the atmosphere, and an invisible pressure permeated the surroundings.

On the Eight Immortals chair in the middle of the hall sat an old man in his seventies, with snow-white hair and strong spirits.

Next to him, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes stood with his hands tied in a regular manner, and Qin Gushen recognized that it was the protagonist of this invitation-Chen Yehuo.

In addition, there were four people sitting in the hall, all of whom looked like they were invited to come from the metaphysical world.

Near the old man on the left is a middle-aged monk wearing a yellow robe, with his eyes closed, twisting the rosary in his hand, and reciting something silently in his mouth.

Qin Gushen couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, the monk was not very old, but there was a cash-colored treasure wheel hidden on his head, and his cultivation of Buddhism was so high that it was definitely not comparable to the abbot who deceived the world and stole his name.

Next to the middle-aged monk was an elderly Taoist priest wearing a cyan robe and a flowing beard, caressing his long beard, his face hesitant, as if he had encountered something difficult to decide.

To the right of the old man, sat a tall young man in a white tunic with a relaxed expression, looking up at the layout of the hall with a relaxed expression, looking at the layout of the hall with a leisurely appearance that had nothing to do with himself.

The last one is naturally his own master, Lin Changqing, an outcast of Taiyi Gate.

Lin Changqing was wearing a blue striped suit, a pair of brown toad sunglasses on his face, and a white top hat on his head, not like a cultivator, but more like a nouveau riche returning from Nanyang.

Lin Changqing was holding a cup of tea at the moment, drinking it slowly and methodically.

But Qin Gushen noticed that the master's fingers pinching the teacup were faintly white, and it was obvious that the master had used great strength to maintain the surface calm.

Except for the master, who was alone, there was a young man standing behind the other three, who was obviously an apprentice or helper brought by each of them.

Behind the middle-aged monk stood a tall and thin monk of the same age as him, his head slightly bowed, his expression sad, and a pair of big hands like a fan hanging down on both sides, which was quite eye-catching.

Behind the old Taoist priest stood a young Taoist boy with clear eyebrows, his dark eyes rolling around, looking very curious.

And the young man, standing behind him, was a beautiful girl about his age.

The young girl was dressed fashionably and beautifully, in contrast to the others.

She looked at the whole side with a cold expression, indifferently, as if her mind was not here at all.

As soon as Qin Gushen came in, everyone's eyes suddenly fell on him.

"Huh?" the young man in a white tunic whispered, Qin Gushen's appearance seemed very surprised to him, but he quickly took his eyes off Qin Gushen and returned to his appearance as if no one was around.

Qin Gushen looked at him twice, although the young man tried his best to cultivate his obscurity, but the brilliance between his eyebrows was overflowing, and there was a faint sense of righteousness around him, obviously he was also a cultivator, and he came from a famous family.

"Slap" only heard a crisp sound, and the tea cup in Lin Changqing's hand shattered in response.

"Ceres, I've come to see Old Man Xie and a few seniors!" When the beloved disciple returned, Lin Changqing frowned and beckoned to him majestically.

"Yes, master. In front of outsiders, Qin Gushen naturally wanted to give face to the master, he raised his eyebrows, first bowed his hand to the old man, and then after signaling to everyone, he quickly stood behind the master.

The scene fell silent again.

"Ahem" The old man coughed, drawing everyone's attention to himself.

"40 billion real estate plus 30% of the group's shares!"