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Chapter 222 Civilized and Barbarian Asking for a Monthly Pass(1/2)

"Is there anything else? Let's go back if you have nothing to do."

Chen Yang stood up to see him off.

"I won't leave!"

Peng Qiang hugged Chen Yang's arm: "Master, please don't drive me away. I want to go to the hall. I want to think in front of the gods. If I can't think of the answer, I won't go down the mountain."

"Whatever you want, just kneel down."

Peng Qiangzhen ran to the hall and knelt down.

Chen Yang didn't drive him away, and he was worried that he would be unable to think about it for a while and learned from Zhou Ting to jump off the cliff.

As night fell, Chen Yang rested.

the next day.

When Chen Yang came to burn incense, he saw Peng Qiang sticking his butt, lying on the ground with his upper body, sleeping soundly.

"System, is it just letting him sleep like that? You don't drive him away?"

When Zhang Jun and the other two went up the mountain for the first time, the system threatened to not sleep.

The system said: "It doesn't matter, he has a fate with Taoism."

Chen Yang: “…”

Is this awesome?

He walked over and pushed Peng Qiang: "Wake up."

“Where is this?”

“Aren’t I at Hilton?”

"This is a Taoist temple." Chen Yang said: "Go outside the hall, I want to burn incense."

"Oh." Peng Qiang reacted and hurriedly got up and went out.

After sleeping all night, he felt energetic and had endless energy all over his body.

I just feel a little hungry.

"Master Taoist, is there anything to eat in the Taoist temple?"

"Yes, two hundred."

“Can you transfer money?”

"Can."

Peng Qiang brought two hundred yuan up the mountain and used up all the incense burning yesterday.

While having breakfast, Peng Qiang turned into a shock.

“This is so delicious!”

"Is this rice? What did I eat before? Is it shit?"

"Is this eggplant? What did I eat before? Is it shit?"

"This is……"

Chen Yang can't stand it anymore. He eats by himself. Someone around him keeps telling you about shit, who can eat it?

He pinched the chopsticks and knocked on the edge of the bowl: "The Taoist temple is a quiet place, don't say these vulgar words."

"Oh, oh, sorry, priest, this is the first time I have eaten such a delicious thing."

Peng Qiang quickly shut up and ate honestly, but his slightly fat face still showed various expressions of amazement.

It seemed like I was saying that I used to eat shit.

After dinner, Chen Yang said to Lao Hei and Dahui: "Look at home, don't run around, I'll go out."

"Master, are you going out?"

"Um."

“Where to go?”

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

"I want to go out with the Taoist priest."

“No need.”

"I have a car, Lamborghini, and can act as your driver."

Chen Yang thought for a while and said, "Send your birth date and horoscope."

"Master, you..."

"Then go out and wait, I will come over later."

"Oh, OK."

After sending his birth date and horoscope, he went outside the door.

Chen Yang drew talismans in the backyard. After drawing them, he folded them up and put them away.

Big Hui said, "Didn't you help him?"

Chen Yang said: "Just in case."

Generally speaking, people with good fortune will most likely have some disasters.

Moreover, people have five disadvantages and three shortcomings. This is not only something that only those who practice Taoism can have, but also ordinary people.

Like Peng Qiang, if he has good fortune, there must be some places that are not so good.

This talisman is drawn first, and it will be useful for him if there is any trouble.

After drawing the talisman, Chen Yang brought the prepared Lingmi from the kitchen.

After leaving the door, Chen Yang threw the small paper bag containing the amulet to him: "Put it in your pocket, don't take it out."

"What?"

"Don't ask."

"Oh, OK."

Peng Qiang quickly pretended. Although he didn't know what it was, Chen Yang didn't ask, but he didn't ask.

Don't ask why you listen to Chen Yang so much.

If you change someone to participate in the God of Wealth Dharma Assembly, you will win the prizes continuously when you come out and listen to Chen Yang's words.

If he thought it was just a coincidence at first, then Chen Yang's calm reaction after knowing this matter would make him completely convinced that what happened to him was definitely the cause of the God of Wealth Dharma Assembly.

When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Peng Qiang was panting and sweating profusely.

He looked at Chen Yang, who was holding at least twenty kilograms of rice in his hand, and was not red and gasping for breath, and felt a deep sense of frustration.

"Master, did Ma Fei contact you yesterday?" Ma Nanjing walked over and asked.

Chen Yang said: "Well, I made an appointment to meet today. I am about to go there."

Mananjing said: "I'll drive you there."

"No need to worry, this donor will give me."

"Oh, okay, the Taoist priest is slower on the road."

Watching Chen Yang and the others walk down until they see them getting on a yellow Lamborghini, Mananjing tsk: "That little fat man is still a rich man."

Sitting in a sports car, Chen Yang was sadly aware that he actually felt that a car was more comfortable than a sports car.

Peng Qiang dared not drive the express train, and from time to time a car surpassed him.

Some car owners also slow down and go along with sports cars, and glance at the car with envy.

An hour later, the car stopped under the Zijin Mountain Taoist Temple.

Chen Yang sent a text message to Fa Chu in advance, and after getting off the bus, he headed up the mountain.

Peng Qiang followed him silly.

As soon as they got off the car, a Road Cruiser, which looked particularly arrogant, stopped steadily at the foot of the mountain.

The window of the driving seat fell, and a man of twenty-six or seven years old lowered his head slightly, plucked his sunglasses down from the bridge of his nose, revealing his eyes.

"That's the little Taoist priest from Lingshan Taoist Temple?"

The co-pilot was about the same age, and the arms exposed under the short sleeves were thicker than normal people's calves. He gritted his teeth and nodded, "It's this kid!"

"Old Zhu, how do you deal with him?"

The man in the driving position is called Zhu Jianian, and the muscular man next to him is called Chu Li.

Chu Li was blocked by Chen Yang two consecutive calls.

Zhu Jianian said: "What are you doing to him? We are civilized people, so we must solve the problem in the form of civilized people."
To be continued...
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