Luoyang, a thousand-year-old city, is the capital of many dynasties in history, although the current capital is located in Chang'an, but Luoyang City is no less than the capital Chang'an in terms of size, population and economic prosperity.

On a small hillside outside Luoyang City, Yun Danhong stopped panting, looking at the familiar and somewhat unfamiliar big city, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.

Compared with the vast majority of people in this world, he is much luckier, before he was born in this world, his father Yunkang had already run Chase Money Bank to the first place in the country.

So he was really born with a golden key, and he was one of the few people at the very top of the social pyramid.

In addition, he is the only son of Yunkang, so in the eyes of many people, the trajectory of his life in this life has been predestined in advance, that is, the son inherits his father's business, and sits on the position of the owner of Chase Money Bank in the future, and carries forward the business of Qian Bank.

But one day six years ago, he surprised everyone.

On that day, a Taoist priest came to the door of Chase Bank, and this young owner who was loved by thousands of people actually ran away with the Taoist priest, and it was six years to run.

In the past six years, apart from the occasional letter to his family, there has been no news of him.

He didn't tell his family that he was cultivating in Wudang Mountain, the holy land of Taoism, nor did he tell them that the master he worshipped was one of the world-shattering martial arts saints.

The purpose of the letter he sent home was just to report his safety and not to worry his family, especially his father.

Even he didn't expect that six years later, he would run back by himself.

At the beginning, the purpose of his escape from this family was actually very simple, that is, he was a person who was very afraid of trouble, and running a money bank was an extremely troublesome thing, so he didn't want to inherit the Chase bank, he just wanted to live his life happily and unrestrained.

But this time, my father was seriously ill, and he had to go home to see, and no matter how troublesome he was, he had to come back.

After coming out of Wudang, Yun Danhong hurried day and night, not even closing his eyes, and when he arrived in Luoyang City, the pair of rag shoes had already been worn out of the soles, worn out the toe, the whole picture was more miserable than a wandering beggar, walking on the bustling Luoyang Street, and the surrounding crowd was incompatible.

Seeing Yun Danhong's down-and-out appearance, passers-by cast strange glances, some pity and some disgust, but none of these fell into his eyes, and only the familiar mansion in the east of the city was in his eyes.

This is a grand mansion with magnificent decorations, and two stone pixiu are carved on both sides of the door, which means to attract wealth and treasure.

Above the main entrance, there is a golden horizontal plaque, and the words "Datong Qianzhuang, Yunfu" are written in a dragon and phoenix dance, which is said to be the name written by the hostess of Qianzhuang.

But the fact that the hostess died in childbirth since the birth of her second child makes these four words even more meaningful and precious.

Yun Danhong stood in front of the door of Chase Bank in a daze, looking at the four words on the plaque, thinking of his mother who he had never met, a sense of sadness welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace a little and walked towards the gate.

"Slow, where did the beggar come from? This is not the place where you want to eat, hurry up!" Seeing Yun Danhong approaching, the guard in front of the door hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

Hearing the guard's words, Yun Danhong was stunned, glanced at this person, and said, "You are new here?"

"What new comes to the old, I am the guard of Datong Bank, and I have to do a good job of guarding the money of people, and we will do a good job in the temple of wealth on the fifth day of the first month of each month, and then go to line up, and the rest of the time, you are not allowed to come to the door to beg. The guard stretched out his hand in front of Yun Danhong and said with a stern expression.

Yun Danhong smiled, and just as he wanted to explain, he heard a somewhat familiar male voice floating from behind him.

"Tut-tut, it's amazing, a little doorman, your attitude can be so arrogant, you have to learn from others, you know?" said the speaker, smiling at several tall men with fierce faces on the left and right.

Yun Danhong turned around and recognized that the person who spoke was Xie Wenshu, the young owner of Bing Qianzhuang, who had met in Wudang Mountain before.

This guard also seemed to recognize Xie Wenshu, he frowned, his face did not show fear, and said, "I don't know what happened when Gongzi Xie came today?"

Because Yun Danhong had been on the road for a few days overnight, covered in dust and shabby clothes, Xie Wenshu didn't recognize him for a while, and directly swept past him, came to the guard, and said, "You are a little doorman who is also qualified to talk to me?" Quick, go and call the spruce out!"

The guard was still in front of Xie Wenshu, and said solemnly: "Master Yun Zhuang said that there is no one in Chase Money Village today, and I ask Gongzi Xie to come back another day." ”

"I'm not here to see Yunkang, an old immortal, what nonsense is he talking about!" Xie Wenshu shouted as he glared at the guards with anger on his face.

As soon as the words fell, I felt a gust of wind blowing in my face, and with a crisp sound, five bright red finger prints appeared on Xie Wenshu's left cheek inexplicably.

The hot pain immediately invaded his skin, and he screamed in anger.

"You kid dare to hit me?" he said, grabbing the guard by the collar and slapping him in the face.

But the guard was puzzled and shouted, "I didn't beat you, let me go!"

In the middle of the argument, a stern female voice came from inside the door: "Stop!"

The door slowly opened, and a graceful and luxurious woman came out of the door, her stern gaze directed at Xie Wenshu.

"Spruce, are you finally willing to come out? Now that your old man can't do it, you should have the final say in this Chase Money Bank, quick, make a price, how much are those branches worth?" Xie Wenshu recognized that the woman was the daughter of Yun Kang, the owner of Datong Money Bank, and his arrogance was slightly restrained, and he smiled.

"Miss, ...... they" The guard saw Spruce and hurriedly reported what had just happened, but was interrupted by Spruce waving his hand before he could finish speaking.

"You step back first. Spruce whispered to the guard, who nodded and retreated to the door.

"A few days ago, my father made it very clear that no matter how much money we pay, we will not transfer the branch, so please go back, Mr. Xie. With that, Spruce made a move to chase away customers.

Xie Wenshu glanced left and right, and saw that Spruce was the only one in the Chase Bank, and suddenly turned his face sideways, and waved his hand to signal the strong men behind him to surround him.

"Hmph, it's up to you whether this branch sells it or not today. As the words fell, the strong men formed a circle, blocking all the way of the spruce.

"What do you want to do?" Spruce didn't expect the other party to dare to mess around in broad daylight, and suddenly frowned.

And the guard also saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly rushed up, but was punched out by two strong men.

These strong men have a long and uniform breath, good internal skills, and their martial arts are not weak, which shows that Xie Wenshu is prepared today.

Therefore, after the guard received two solid punches, he immediately vomited blood and was not lightly injured.

Just as he was still flying upside down in the air, he suddenly felt a soft energy surging from his back, supporting his body and slowly landing on the ground.

Looking closely, he was surprised to find that it was the beggar who had almost been chased away by himself.

Yun Danhong stretched out his hand and pushed it on the guard's back, and the other party suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and threw a grateful look at him.

Yun Danhong nodded and smiled, and after helping him aside, he stood up straight and laughed: "Grand Master Xie, send such a big battle, are you really no one in Chase Bank?"

Hearing this, the eyes of Spruce and Xie Wenshu were cast on Yun Danhong together.