Dao boss

Song Cheng Yingwu's face was slightly dark, and his sharp pupils looked at Daozhen's eyes.Those were a pair of eyes without any impurities, as clear as a spring on a mountain, clear to the bottom.As if he had no desires and no desires, such a person turned out to be a liar.Song Cheng thought to himself, Daozhen was too handsome, as if he was a banished immortal.He had never met such a person before, so he couldn't help feeling a little more favorable, but he couldn't help but be a little more vigilant.

Often the more beautiful it is, the more it blooms like a poppy, the more it hurts countless people.Song Cheng pursed his thick lips and said nothing, he saw himself in Daozhen's eyes.There was still a hint of a smile on the corner of Daozhen's mouth, and he seemed a little thin in the moon-white Taoist robe.

"Master!" Aunt Chen looked at the stone statue on the platform in front of her. There was only one stone statue when she came to visit a few days ago, but now there are two.And these two stone statues are obviously not the same god, her eyes were shining brightly, and she whispered, "I brought incense candles this time, can I visit the statue today?" Aunt Chen said very piously, since the Lord The ability is high, and the statues in this Taoist temple are bound to be extremely effective, otherwise, how can they bring out the extraordinaryness of the main temple.

Aunt Chen's thinking is still very simple, she wants to pray to the Nine Heavens to respond to the thunderous sound of the Universal Hua Tianzun to protect her children's safety.After all, something happened after the last visit to the shrine. According to the people in the ward, this can't be counted, and you must pay respects to the shrine with complete etiquette.

So Aunt Chen brought incense candles and prepared to pay homage. Daozhen nodded lightly while holding a snow-white dust whisk in his hand, "Today is a good time to visit, laymen do what they want." After finishing speaking, Daozhen added another sentence, "If you are not sincere, you will not be effective. !" Daozhen read the scriptures in his hands, Song Cheng looked at the scriptures in Daozhen's hands, his eyes kept rolling.Sons, this word has some meaning.This little Taoist priest seems to be a gentleman, but he did not expect to be able to do this kind of deception.

The aunt knelt on the ground, she was as devout as a believer, she lit incense and slowly worshiped.Song Cheng stroked his chin and looked at the stone statue in front of him. The workmanship of the stone statue seemed rough, but the face was vividly depicted.This is a strange thing. He saw the eyes of the stone statue in front of his mother seem to be looking straight at the blue sky outside the door, and he always had some weird thoughts in his heart.Walking up to Daozhen, he decides what to say.After all, it seemed that this little Taoist priest was just an adult.If it's just on the wrong path, maybe it can be pulled back.

"Who are the gods of these two stone statues?" Song Cheng stood beside the little Taoist priest, the sunlight lightly shone on the little Taoist priest's moon-white Taoist robe, making the little Taoist priest extremely extraordinary.The magnetic voice made the little Taoist chuckle, he probably has really seen this person.

It's just that the time is too long, and it has long been blurred.He still remembered that he was on the bank of the Wei River, where the river was rushing, and he was going to fetch something.That person seems to have appeared here, but that person's face has long been blurred, and he also feels that the Song City in front of him is seven or eight points similar to that person.I'm afraid it's that person's reincarnation.Thinking of this, Daozhen's face gradually turned cold.

Song Cheng was a little puzzled, the little Taoist priest who was smiling just now suddenly became indifferent.What happened to this, he would never have thought that this little Taoist priest had seen him before.Moreover, there seems to have been a dispute between them.Yes, it is a dispute!Daozhen beat the man in front of him to the ground and fled before. At that time, human beings had not yet been created.I didn't expect this person to be reincarnated as a human, which is very interesting.Daozhen said in a low voice, "You don't believe in God, so why ask me!" He closed his eyes tightly, practicing cross-legged like a Taoist on TV, as if he was asking.

In the silent Taoist temple, Song Cheng almost froze.He just wanted to ask what kind of gods these two statues were, but he was turned back just like that.This feeling is very embarrassing.There was a sneer on his dark face, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Daozhen said slowly, "In front of you, these two are just stone statues, why do you need to ask who they are! They are stones, sculptures, or just void! In your eyes, they are nothing, don't ask me !"

Song Cheng was stunned for a moment, hehe, this little Taoist is quite a Taoist.Song Cheng raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips, thought for a while and said, "Does your Taoist temple have a record in the Taoist Association? If there is no record, it may be a gangster temple!" He said, While looking at Daozhen's face.

Daozhen looked very plain, and he gave a little grace, "There is indeed a record in the Taoist Association, it's not an underworld temple!" Having said this, Daozhen seemed to laugh, "Officer Song seems to have a lot of opinions on this Taoist temple!" Daozhen's voice was very clear, but goosebumps seemed to appear in Song Cheng's heart.He never said his name when he entered, nor did he reveal his occupation.

Even if some occupational diseases were accidentally exposed, how could this little Taoist know if he didn't observe carefully.And he knew his surname clearly. He remembered that his mother said that she had never mentioned their names to this Taoist priest.Could it be... this little Taoist priest is someone who I thought was a criminal who wanted to take revenge on me?

Song Cheng frowned, thinking about possible people.Don't look at this little Taoist priest's beautiful appearance, but no one knows the specifics.He lowered his voice, "How do you know my last name?"

"Oh!" Daozhen said calmly, "I not only know Officer Song's surname, but also the name of Officer Song's single name!" The sun seemed to be more intense at this time.Song Cheng was a little surprised, he quickly went through his mind, but he didn't find any possible personnel.But the appearance of this Taoist priest is a little too weird, the expression of wanting to smile is like... There are no words to describe it.

In short, Song Cheng became more and more suspicious of Daozhen.Aunt Chen had finished paying homage to the stone statue at this time, she stood up and said, "Master Daozhen, is there another statue?" Aunt Chen seemed to be a little hesitant, wondering if she should also pay respects to another statue since she wanted to be safe.After all, one cannot favor one over another, lest the gods get angry!

"No need!" Daozhen's thin lips parted lightly, "This is Jinlong Ruyizhengyilonghuxuantan Zhenjun, also known as the God of Wealth in folklore, if you worship him...I'm afraid Police Officer Song will have an opinion!"

"Ah——" Aunt Chen felt a little pity, she turned to look at her son, and found that his face was not good-looking.Walking to Song Cheng's side, she pinched Song Cheng's arm and glared at him.She smiled and said, "Master, look at my son..." Aunt Chen bowed her body, the wrinkles on her face were crowded together.

"Your son?" Daozhen seemed to be thinking, his eyes were not opened, and the Taoist temple was extremely silent.Song Cheng was standing next to Leng Yan, thinking about when Dao Zhen's little tricks would be exposed.After returning home, he must check the Taoist Association's website to see if this Taoist temple has been registered. If not, it can be banned.Song Cheng's mind wavered, his eyes kept looking at the whole Taoist temple.

This temple looks too shabby, even the sunlight above the head can shine hotly in the main hall.At that time, the main hall of this Taoist temple looked like a small living room. From the perspective of Song Cheng, it was only more than 20 square meters.The furnishings are extremely old, but these furnishings seem to have just been wiped, although they are old but clean.

"Master, how is my son?" Aunt's voice pulled Song Cheng back from his imagination.Song Cheng didn't speak, and there was a hint of disdain on that sharp-edged face, Daozhen said softly, "Young Master won't have any disasters recently, but...forget it!" After saying this, Daozhen didn't seem to want to continue. .

Song Cheng raised his sword eyebrows, put his hands on his chest and said, "Keep talking, what else is there?" He really wanted to see what kind of rhetoric this little Taoist priest could make up in front of him, a policeman!

"Small city!" Auntie glared at Song Cheng in dissatisfaction. This Song Cheng has been yin and yang since he came to the Taoist temple. He obviously didn't believe in the master, and even regarded the master as a liar.If the master is angry...wouldn't it be..., thinking of this, the aunt coughed and said, "Master, I'm sorry, my small town, he just doesn't know how to talk."

Is this something you can't talk about?Daozhen raised his eyebrows lightly, and he pursed his lips, "It's okay, if your son can not disturb Pindao's practice, Pindao would be happy to show him a way."

"What?" Song Cheng was stunned for a moment, hehe, is this Taoist finally going to start fooling around?Very good, I want to see how you tricked my mother with sweet words.Aunt Chen pulled Song Cheng's clothes, "Xiaocheng, why don't you thank Master Daozhen quickly."

Song Cheng smiled dryly and did not speak. Daozhen seemed to be brewing. After a long time, he whispered, "You will have a chance later this month!"

"What chance?" Song Cheng caught Daozhen's words without thinking.

"If you don't answer, you might be able to escape this catastrophe!" A sneer appeared on the corner of Daozhen's mouth, "You will meet a person in Qinghe Street, that person... Heh!"

"For example, how to resolve it?" Auntie's heart rose to her throat, seeing Daozhen's appearance, wouldn't it be Song Cheng's life?

Song Cheng looked at Daozhen. Although he didn't believe a word of Daozhen's words, he sounded quite happy, and wanted to hear how this Daozhen would continue to fool around.