Yiyun pretended to be stern and nodded, made a gesture to sit down, lowered his voice and said: "Seeing your pious attitude, Lao Dao might as well remind you, seeing that your face is black and condensed, there will be a big murderer in the near future." ”

Liu Peng sat down on the small bench and replied, "Please give the master advice?"

Yiyun stroked the fake beard on his chin and said for a while: "Have you been involved with Peach Blossom Mountain recently?"

Liu Peng's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly replied: "The master is really a genius! I am planning to turn Peach Blossom Mountain into a tourist attraction recently, and transform it all!"

"There is a peach blossom temple on the mountain, which should not be demolished, otherwise there will be a disaster of blood and light. Yiyun nodded thoughtfully, and the nature of the divine stick was vivid

"What does the master think?"

What do you think? Do you think I'm Yuan Fang! Yiyun vomited in his heart, took out a painting from the yellow brocade ribbon and said: "Repair and clean the temple well, offer incense, and then hang this painting, you will definitely be able to turn evil into good fortune." ”

Liu Peng's originally worried face was crawling with a flattering smile, and he looked at the painting with burning eyes.

"This painting" Yiyun stretched out three fingers, thinking that the broken talisman that collected the tiger demon before could be sold for 100 million, and he would have to pit 300,000 yuan no matter how he recruited it.

"Three thousand?" Liu Peng really passed through the shopping mall for a long time, and he knew it at a glance.

Yiyun shook his head.

"Thirty thousand?"

Shake your head again.

"300 million?!" Liu Peng shook his head.

Yiyun nodded calmly, the waves in his heart, the piece of paper he was holding trembled slightly, is he finally going to get out of the dick?!

The driver in a black suit on the side said: "Who are you fooling? Just your broken paper costs 300 million! Mr. Liu, don't believe him, let's go!"

Liu Peng looked at the paper, and he was also very entangled in his heart, who would really break the money to buy a piece of paper, and it was still a lot of money.

"If you don't believe it," Yiyun looked at the people who had gone away, and muttered to himself.

Wait for the car to be gone. Ling Jianan, who was hiding on the side, jumped out and kicked him: "I'm going to die! I'm going to lose my money! Look, now everyone is gone! You liar."

Yiyun waved his hand, still emphasizing the Taoist priest, and waved his hand again and again: "I will come back, I will come back."

As night fell, the rows of street lamps on the side of the road lit up, and Yoshiyun sat in a dark corner, the night wind blowing his wide robe, and his hair was disheveled. It looks a little bleak.

"It's so late, are you sure he'll come back?" Ling Jiannan leaned against the wall, counting mercilessly.

Yiyun straightened his back and added momentum to himself: "Of course." ”

In the huge villa, Liu Peng stood in front of the big floor-to-ceiling window, lit a cigar, and recalled what he said before the big wet. Although I feel sorry for the money, I still don't believe it.

"Mr. Liu, why haven't you come yet. "A cigarette ran out quickly. The spark that extinguishes the cigarette butt, and the person in bed can't wait.

Hearing the beauty's coquettishness, Liu Peng doesn't care so much, why are the beauties thinking about this?

There was a heat in the air. There were bursts of moaning in the room, and after a burst of clouds and rain, Liu Peng fell asleep.

Dreams, peach blossoms full of mountains. The petals fluttered in the wind, and Liu Peng seemed to be lost, stumbling along the mountain path.

Finally. I saw a small temple with red tiles and yellow walls, wafting out the smell of sandalwood. There is a surging flow of people inside. Devotional worship. People have their own beliefs.

Suddenly, there was nothing, no people, no incense, no peach blossoms, only a ruined temple in depression. Under the invasion of wind and rain, it has already become crumbling, and the big word "demolition" on the wall is finalized by itself.

The sound of the excavator starting, the sound of the explosion, in an instant, the temple turned to ashes and dissipated into the wind. "Why did you destroy my home!" A terrible sound made the whole dream vibrate, the picture was monotonous in black and white, and the atmosphere became eerie.

A woman as beautiful as a fairy rushed in front of him and hugged his neck tightly, "I'm going to let you pay for your life!" The blood-red words splashed all over the picture, and the fairy in front of her, the skin on her face slowly fell off, revealing a hideous face, which slipped and fell to the ground with blood.

"My homeland is inviolable" The voice was ethereal, and when he woke up from his dream, Liu Peng sat up and sweated profusely. Looking at the woman next to her, her heart was cold, and she suddenly lifted the quilt, put on her clothes, and hurried towards the corner of the street.

The night was as cool as water, and the pale moonlight shone on the black BMW, reflecting a touch of cold light.

Looking at the headlights from far to near, a smile appeared on the corner of Yiyun's mouth and he straightened his messy hair.

The car door opened, and the people in the car ran down in a wolf and knelt in front of the stall, "Daxian, help me, please sell me the painting!" Liu Peng shook Yiyun's hand and begged for mercy.

Nima, this change is too fast! The corners of Yiyun's mouth twitched, what did the evil do to him

Yiyun shook his head slowly, planning to make a whole Mr. Liu, who let him blow the cold wind all night!

"Master, I was wrong, I bought it! I paid 500 million!" Liu Peng stretched out five fingers and nodded repeatedly.

Yiyun swallowed his saliva, straightened his back, and said: "You and I meet, it is also fate, I am compassionate and compassionate, I will sell you, remember to do what I say, otherwise" Yiyun said meaningfully.

"Okay! Okay!" Liu Peng nodded like pouring garlic, took out the check that had already been written, and handed it to Yiyun.

"Sincerity is evident, without further ado. Yiyun handed over the drawing paper and nodded in approval.

There was another bow before leaving, and the sound of the car starting disappeared in the silence of the city. Looking at the shadow of the car that had gone away, Yiyun cheered and proudly raised the check in his hand: "Oh yes, I took shit luck today!"

Ling Jiannan appeared and spoke: "I can't think of you kid, it's not good to fight, the brain hole is still quite big." Let's become a fortune teller instead. ”

In the distance, the horizon lit up with a glimmer of morning light, and dawn came.

"Outside, outside!" Early in the morning, the headlines of the news came out, and the big bold headline occupied most of the paper, "Mr. Liu of the Liu Group retains cultural heritage, carries forward civilization, creates natural attractions, and visits are free" Yiyun held up the newspaper and secretly laughed at the fact that this time the boss has made a bloody investment.

Soon, a few months later, it was spring, and Peach Blossom Mountain was a sea of flowers, full of flowers, and it was beautiful. Many tourists come here to worship and worship.

The small temple in the depths of the peach blossom forest has been renovated and renovated. During Yiyun's tour, he walked into the hall of the temple, and couldn't help but be shocked! Inside, there was a stone statue of "Western Half Immortal" that he had dressed up, and the painting paper he had given him was gorgeously framed, and he couldn't help laughing.

Under the flowering tree, next to the stone table, Shangyi sat on the stone chair, as before: "Thank you." ”

Yiyun shook his head with a smile, and a wisp of red mist drifted into the gourd. (To be continued......)