Dao boss

The Taoist stared at the middle-aged man, and said in a low voice, "What do you know?" He snorted coldly, and continued, "The old Taoist Qingfeng, do you know?" The middle-aged man had never heard of the old Taoist Qingfeng He naturally shook his head like a rattle drum, "Here, Daoist, forgive me, I really have heard of Qingfeng, what does it have to do with the Qingyuan Daoist of Luming Mountain?" Does it matter?"

The middle-aged people still admire the Taoist priest on Luming Mountain very much, after all, he is not an easy, powerful Taoist priest.Even, in his heart, the Taoist priest on Luming Mountain has a much higher status in his heart than the Taoist in front of him.The Taoist said arrogantly, "What do you know!"

The Taoist looked at Liu Yun in the sky, with a tinge of cruelty in his stern expression, "Although Qingfeng and Qingyuan are both Taoist priests of the Qing generation, their skills differ too much. Qingfeng was the undisputed number one master at that time, That Qingyuan is nothing but a false name." Having said this, the Taoist paused, "That Qingfeng is the rare old enemy of Pindao in this life, this Qingyuan... Oh, Pindao doesn't even bother to mention him!"

"So that's it, that's it!" The middle-aged man nodded and asked cautiously, "Since the Taoist master is so powerful, why do we go to him?" At such a time, shouldn't we behave with our tails between our legs?You know, Taoists say that the breeze is so strong, why do they have to go to Qinghe Village to find themselves uncomfortable?Isn't this asking for trouble?If it made Qingfeng angry, the two of them might not be able to leave.

"Stupid!" The Taoist sneered, "If Qingfeng was still alive, the poor Taoist would not dare to go to Qinghe Village to settle accounts with him, but now the old Taoist priest Qingfeng has ascended to the sky. The world is so big, and the poor Taoist is still alive. What is there to be afraid of?" The Taoist raised his face, as if he was not afraid of the Taoist people in Qinghe Village.

He said in a low voice, "The name of the person who destroyed the secret art of the poor way is Daozhen, and he is the apprentice of the old Taoist priest Qingfeng!" Extraordinary, but after all, he is only eighteen or nineteen years old. If he can completely cultivate the nine-character mantra, I am afraid that Pindao will have to run away when he sees him! Unfortunately...his mana has not yet achieved great power to destroy the secret method of Pindao, and Pindao will You have to settle the old and new accounts with the truth."

"So that's how it is!" The middle-aged man muttered in his heart, it turned out that he couldn't beat the old ones, he could only beat the young ones.However, he still had a smile on his face and said flatteringly, "The Taoist priest has boundless mana, so he can easily defeat that little Taoist priest!"

"Oh!" The Taoist snorted coldly, and said arrogantly, "Then you don't want to drive, and go to the Qinghe Taoist Temple with Pindao to return to Yundao?" The commercial vehicle drove out.The Taoist sat in the back, and the middle-aged man was like a driver.He is a dignified entrepreneur, but he has been reduced to the point of driving a heretic Taoist priest. It's a bit weird to think about it.

The middle-aged man felt very uncomfortable. After all, he was also a boss.Not only was he hated by the Taoist, but he was also treated as a driver.At some point, the Taoist sitting in the back seat of the commercial vehicle overstepped a lot, and he looked like the boss, as if he had only a small driver.

He cursed the Taoist in his heart, the Taoist squinted behind the middle-aged man, his sinister eyes seemed to fill his entire eyeballs.The Taoist thought in his heart, if he didn't need to use you as a waste now, I am afraid that the poor Taoist would have already done it, and it would be your turn to curse the poor Taoist?This absorption of luck is not an easy task.It requires certain means and opportunities.For example, if the middle-aged man hated the man surnamed Xie to the bone, this Taoist could use the middle-aged man's hatred to absorb the man surnamed Xie's luck.

The luck of the man surnamed Xie is the one-in-a-hundred-year luck path for a Taoist. If he can absorb the good luck and prosperity for himself, I am afraid that his cultivation base will have to be raised several levels.Therefore, this Taoist kept the middle-aged man.If one day waits, after the luck of the man surnamed Xie is absorbed, the first person who needs to be cleaned up by this Taoist is the middle-aged man who drives.Since ancient times, it has been believed that killing and silence is the best way.

What's more, this Taoist is still practicing the evil way.The two had their own ghosts and worked hand in hand. When they were walking towards Qinghe Village, a group of people came from Qinghe Village.

It was led by the village chief Wang Xishan to come to the Taoist temple. This group of people did not come to worship the gods, but to see the venue.This is a special person from the city. Hearing that there is a Taoist temple registered with the Taoist Association in Qinghe Village, he wants to renovate this Taoist temple and then promote it.Try to make this Taoist temple a well-known tourist attraction in S City. In recent years, due to the rapid development of S City, the leaders with spare money in their hands want to develop various impoverished districts and counties in S City.

When this group of people saw the dilapidated Taoist temple in front of them, they were all in a mess.The leader has the same surname as the village head, also called Wang.He looks like he is only in his forties, but he looks a little thin-skinned and tender. He looks like someone who sits in an office all year round.There was already a lot of sweat on his forehead, and his legs began to tremble slightly.It was the people around him who supported him. It seemed that he hadn't walked such a long mountain road.The mountain road was rugged and difficult, and he, a native of the city, almost fainted from exhaustion.

Commissioner Wang doesn't like to exercise very much on weekdays, so he walked up to this Taoist temple in the mountains in vain. The feeling is not to mention how uncomfortable.He touched his sweat with the handkerchief in his pocket, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Wang, you, don't make me happy!" Commissioner Wang's eyes were turning black. Going up is abandoned for a long time.How is it possible... there are Taoist priests in it?

Wang Xishan was stunned for a moment, and explained with a smile, "Commissioner Wang, how could I lie to you. This Taoist temple is a real Taoist temple, and there is a little Taoist priest inside, who is very capable."

Commissioner Wang rubbed his sweat and said, "Then Village Chief Wang, can you take me to see that little Taoist priest?" He is an atheist, some kind of powerful Taoist priest.To put it bluntly, it just makes people happy.He doesn't believe in these gods and ghosts at all, but he doesn't hate them either.But to say, this Taoist temple is a small Taoist priest.Then he has to think more about whether this concept is worth developing.

What he did this time was not just measuring the Taoist temple and then rebuilding it.It is also necessary to consider whether this Taoist temple is worth rebuilding and whether it is worth being a signboard of Qinghe Village.You know, the natural resources of this Qinghe village are extremely developed. They estimated that if they are really developed, this Qinghe village will have countless tourists every year.Not to mention that city S is the provincial capital, even the whole country can attract many tourists.If the master of this Taoist temple is too young, how can it be convincing?What's more, will anyone believe these ghosts and ghosts when a child tells them?

"Let's go!" Wang Xishan led the way ahead, and he was in a great mood, after all, what was going to be built at this time was the Qinghe Taoist Temple.The Taoist temple and the people in their village tried so hard to renovate it, but they just didn't have the money.But now it's all right, city S sent a commissioner to measure the Taoist temple.It seems that a large Taoist temple will be built.

Perhaps, even this rugged and difficult mountain road will be repaired. By then, people in the village will be much more relaxed when they want to come to the Taoist temple.

Wang Xishan said with a smile, "Commissioner, you don't know that everyone in our village wants to visit this Taoist temple. Although there are not many gods in this Taoist temple, they are extremely effective! It's just that the mountain road is difficult, and most of the people in the village are Old man, so everyone has made an appointment to come again in eight or ten days."

"Oh?" Commissioner Wang responded softly, "How does this statue work?" He was still very curious why these old people would think that this place is effective. In his opinion, this state of the old people is just a psychological state. That's all.There are no ghosts and no gods in this world.What awe, it's just those theists who say it to fool others.He doesn't have any views on Taoism, but he has a lot of views on this kind of feudal superstition.

"Daozhen, Daozhen..." Wang Xishan yelled as he walked.He and Commissioner Wang walked slowly on the bluestone slab, and the dilapidated Taoist temple was unobstructed, and there was no one there.Commissioner Wang stepped forward and seemed to see the idol in the Taoist temple looking at him, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Where did this truth go?" Wang Xishan muttered, looking at Commissioner Wang next to him, he found that Commissioner Wang's eyes were wide open, and the sweat that had stopped for a long time on his forehead began to emerge again.One big one, one big one fell to the ground.

He saw a misty figure in front of him, constantly floating, floating... dangling in front of his eyes, but he couldn't see clearly.The surrounding air was hot and cold, and he was sweating all over, but his hands and feet were stiff and unable to move.Even if you are breathing, you can't do it.

Commissioner Wang could only look at the rising fog around him, and it seemed that there were eyes exactly like the stone statue in the sky.Those eyes stared at him closely, seeming to be blooming with brilliance.Commissioner Wang was stunned, and the lifelike face of the stone statue appeared in front of his eyes.He could even see a golden light pouring out from the stone statue. This is... what's going on?

"Commissioner Wang, are you okay?" Wang Xishan looked at the stunned Commissioner Wang, wondering if he should bring the stunned Commissioner Wang back to his senses first.

He stretched out his palm and pointed it at Commissioner Wang's chubby face.