"One hundred million!" Zhou Cheng no longer has the concept of money, and he knows how big a concept it is after the money is hundreds of millions.

That means money that you can't spend in a lifetime!

What everyone wants in life is nothing more than wealth and glory. Since he is willing to spend such a large amount of money to buy the fairy sword, he must know some of the mysteries of the fairy sword.

Are these people here for the so-called immortal fate, or for the "Qingcheng Blessed Land, Xuanguang Cave Heaven"?

This matter can't be allowed to be thought about by Zhou Cheng.

Whatever is foreseen is established, and what is not foreseen is wasted. It's better to take things seriously than to underestimate the consequences.

"Do you know where those people come from?" Zhou Cheng asked.

"I don't know, after all, I've never been in this business. But they should have some connection with the gang that smuggled the antiquities!" replied Boss Kang.

As soon as Boss Kang heard the words "smuggling cultural relics", he immediately thought of the news he saw on TV three years ago. Feeling something, he immediately asked: "Do you know where the smuggled cultural relics that are usually seized by the police go?"

"It should be a museum!" Boss Kang Da didn't understand this, and said with some uncertainty: "Maybe this is the police system, or the people in the antique industry know better." I'm just a real estate guy... ”

Zhou Cheng glanced at Boss Kang and laughed in his heart.

What do you do with real estate? Isn't it just relying on illegal forces to contract demolition and relocation and subcontract projects?

Of course, where there is light in the world, there must be shadow, and there is light and darkness. Boss Kang is indispensable for this kind of person in any generation. Without Boss Kang, there are naturally Boss Li and Boss Wang. As long as it really hurts the heavens and harms reason, how can Zhou Cheng be willing to take care of those idle things?

"Okay, you can help Poor Dao inquire. If there is news, tell Poor Dao, Poor Dao still has something to do and go first," Zhou Cheng looked at the sky, estimated the time, and immediately said to the ward, turned around and disappeared.

Only Boss Kang was left standing there alone, with a complicated face that didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhou Cheng and Qin Mingyue had a seven-day appointment. Today is the seventh day. When Zhou Cheng flew all the way to the small villa of Qingming Yu's house in the provincial capital, he unexpectedly found that Qin Mingyue's father was also there.

This is a bit unusual, considering that this is the ex-wife's home, and an ex-husband is too embarrassed to live in?

Zhou Cheng smiled bitterly. secretly sighed that he still couldn't see through the world, and he underestimated the cheekiness that a businessman could have.

Qin Mingyue's father is obviously here for himself!

As soon as Zhou Cheng appeared at the door of Qin Mingyue's house, Mr. Qin followed Qian Fatzi and they immediately rushed out to greet him.

But since it's here, it's time to end the cause and effect together. Even if it is a street fortune teller, it is necessary to give hexagram money. Under the burden, whether Zhou Cheng owes others or others owe him, Zhou Chengdou is unwilling to be contaminated.

Qian Fat, they looked at Zhou Cheng with a little desire to speak. Zhou Cheng knew what they wanted to say without asking, and sighed and said, "The little black cat has already gone home, you don't have to worry." ”

Qian Fat, they breathed a sigh of relief. Apparently trying to explain but not knowing how to speak.

It seems to be a little guilty and apprehensive!

At this moment, Zhou Cheng didn't pay attention to them, but turned to Qin Zongdao, who was staring at him eagerly: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Let's go inside and talk!"

Zhou Cheng needs to be busy with a lot of things now. The entrance view is a sect, his identity is a sect, and the fairy sword is the most important one.

If Boss Kang is a local snake, he is in the gray area, and he can help Zhou Cheng in the area where there is no sunlight, then Mr. Qin is undoubtedly the person who can help the most on the white road.

How much you help depends on how much Mr. Qin's life thinks his life is worth. If Mr. Qin thinks that his life is worthless. Zhou Cheng also had nothing to say.

Maybe one day I think about it and take it back, it's not impossible.

Under the way of heaven, there is something to be repaid, and if you give it out and there is no return, you can naturally get it back.

There is also a small garden behind Qin Mingyue's mother's villa, which is not big, but it is full of bamboo, which is very quiet. Maybe this is a taste that only rich people can have. What kind of height people go to, what kind of leisure will they have. While most people are still struggling for a three-bedroom apartment in the city, the rich can already leave large tracts of vacant land to raise flowers and plants.

Zhou Cheng kept the money and fat men far away, and only took Mr. Qin into the middle of the bamboo forest. In the middle of the bamboo forest, there is a set of stone tables and stone benches. It seems that it is also a place where Qin Mingyue and his mother often come to rest.

Mr. Qin was obviously a little nervous, even though Zhou Cheng was his daughter's friend.

Zhou Cheng knew that all this had nothing to do with anything else, but he just wanted something.

Just like the humility of a person in front of the Buddha, his heart has no desires, so he will bend his knees and ignore the dust!

Zhou Cheng is not a god or Buddha, but in the eyes of Mr. Qin, he is a fairy-like figure, how is it different from a god and Buddha?

"Why are you looking for Poor Dao this time?" Zhou Cheng and Mr. Qin both sat down in front of the stone table, and Zhou Cheng asked with a smile.

"I, I'm here to thank you for saving your life!" Mr. Qin replied with some hesitation.

When Zhou Cheng heard this, he sighed faintly and said bluntly: "Since this is the case, Poor Dao has accepted it." It's just that under the way of heaven, there is a debt and repayment. Mingyue was helpful in the poor road three years ago. That's why there is the fruit of that day. It's a pity that one cause is one effect. At that time, Poor Dao was just not too sure about the continuation of your life, so he retreated to save your life. But if Mingyue's mother succeeds in renewing her life this time. Then your life-saving grace needs to be repaid. ”

"Ahh

Is he really Qin Mingyue's boyfriend?

In fact, Zhou Cheng didn't know that he was a little unkind, but Zhou Cheng really didn't want to cause trouble anymore. From the moment Mr. Qin appeared again, Zhou Chengcheng felt that Mr. Qin had something in his heart. Then when I looked at his brows and face, I had a rough idea in my heart.

Saving two lives is troublesome enough, and Zhou Cheng doesn't want to fall into it again. Moreover, Zhou Cheng is neither a doctor who hangs a pot to help the world, nor a bodhisattva who responds to requests, and is not responsible for saving people's lives. I don't want to provoke the Heavenly Dao Yin Division anymore.

Life and death are fateful, and relying on the consequences of Taoism, Zhou Cheng doesn't want to bear it, and he doesn't want to bear it.

"If there is something about the immortals, even if I am instructed, I will do my best, even if it is bankrupt, it doesn't matter, it's just" Before Mr. Qin finished speaking, he was stopped by Zhou Cheng with a wave of his hand.

"Mr. Qin, needless to say, let's finish the cause and effect of the poor road first!" Zhou Cheng said coldly with an expressionless face.

Ascend Mien, fight Mi Qiu. Zhou Cheng finally knew the meaning of this sentence.

It was not enough to save Mr. Qin's own life, he even counted on Zhou Cheng to help him save his sick son. This case cannot be opened again, and Zhou Cheng is not specialized in saving people, as long as he agrees today, he will have endless troubles in the future. Who in this world does not have three calamities and nine tribulations. Does Zhou Cheng have to take care of everything?

"Help me find a sword that looks exactly like this one, three years ago, Poor Dao saw it on TV. It was seen in the news about a cultural relics smuggling case cracked by the Provincial Public Security Department. I want to know where that sword is now, this is nothing to Mr. Qin!" Zhou Cheng asked.

"No, no!" Mr. Qin hurriedly replied.

It's just to find the whereabouts of the ancient sword, and it's not for Mr. Qin to find out, of course it's not a troublesome matter.

"Okay, Poor Dao is here waiting for your good news from Mr. Qin!" Zhou Cheng stood up with a smile and said.

Because Qin Mingyue also came over at this time, and was walking towards the bamboo forest.

There are still three days to go, and the Star Prayer can already begin!

After all, how precious is the Yang Talisman? As a last resort, where is Zhou Cheng willing to use it?