On the morning of the second day of July, the weather was still gray.

Outside the wall of Lingshan Station, a beggar was asleep.

The beggar turned over, sat up from the ground, rubbed his eyelids, and touched his smooth head.

He looked at the sky and muttered, "When did I, Liu Yuanji, when did I have such a miserable life? Wen Ziyuan, I will not kill you this time, I, Liu Yuanji, pronounce the three words "I, Liu Yuanji," upside down!"

Liu Yuanji took a green car all night last night and arrived at Lingshan at around 2 o'clock, so he simply slept outside.

His cell phone was out of power and his card was out of money. This was definitely the most tragic moment in his life.

"What?"

Liu Yuanji stood up and something fell from his body to the ground.

He picked it up and it was a bank card wrapped in paper.

Expand the paper flat with words on it.

"There are 50,000 in the card, six passwords. Do one thing for me, and there are 50,000 after the matter is done."

"I want me to do things for 100,000 yuan? I, Liu Yuanji, is this worthless?"

He felt a moment of sadness. My angrily Buddha Vajra Liu Yuanji, a ruthless man who once had a net worth of tens of millions, suddenly dropped to six figures!

It's just one dollar short of it, and it's down to five digits!

"Oh." He sighed, but he continued to watch.

One hundred thousand yuan, it’s better than not.

Moreover, the other party can find himself so accurately, and is not an ordinary person.

"Lingshan City, Pure Fox Shuang, Fox Demon, Chen Xuanyang..."

Just a few lines of words, concise and clear at a glance.

He saw Chen Yang's name and his mouth twitched.

"Who are you? Which eye can tell that I can do better than Chen Xuanyang?"

After cursing softly, Liu Yuanji tore the paper to pieces and threw it into the trash can.

Grab the bank card and walk to the ATM in the station.

As expected, Kari had 50,000 yuan. He took 10,000 yuan and stopped a taxi when he went out.

“Where to go?”

“Bath center, the best one.”

Go and your mother help you do something and do it. You don’t want the remaining 50,000 yuan.

...

After breakfast, Chen Yang slowly used a set of sword techniques.

Chen Yong, who was standing on the side, looked envious and suddenly had the motivation to continue standing on the side.

Yan Hao, who had been sleeping outside for a night, squatted beside him and enjoyed watching Chen Yang's sword technique with excellent ornamentality.

Although he didn't see a ghost last night, he absolutely did not doubt that there must be ghosts in this world.

And there is it on the mountain.

He didn't plan to leave, and he continued to stay. Follow Chen Yang and would definitely see the ghost.

"Master, the Weibo post I posted yesterday has a big impact."

When he had a set of swordsmanship, Yan Hao said.

I was busy watching ghosts last night and didn't touch my phone all night.

When I woke up in the morning, I opened it and looked at it, and I was shocked to find that the Weibo posts I posted yesterday had all become popular.

There is no doubt that Lingshan Taoist Temple has also become a hot topic.

Wuxin Achievement and Being Intention can also be regarded as helping to promote the Zhongyuan Dharma Assembly of Lingshan Taoist Temple.

"If you can buy so many chickens and ducks to release them, your family's conditions will generally not be bad. This matter is very popular now, and you will scold those women on the Internet. This is also a good thing. Even if they originally wanted to cause trouble for you, they would not dare to come."

Yan Hao smiled and said, "Master, am I helping you?"

Chen Yang said: "Thank you."

"You're welcome. The Taoist priest really wants to thank me, so let me see the god."

Chen Yang rolled his eyes, what strange requests were there.

I'm crazy about it.

"Don't the donor go back to shoot a new film? When will it go down the mountain?"

"I won't go down the mountain anymore. I'll leave when I see the ghost. Now I'm just about to hit the ball. Only when I see the ghost can I create a better movie."

Chen Yang ignored him directly.

After eight o'clock, tourists began to go up the mountain.

There are more than several times more tourists than the previous day.

It seems to be back to normal tourist numbers.

There are still very few people who buy incense for two thousand per stick.

Almost everyone is buying incense for one dollar.

Chen Yang was too lazy to care about them. It was human nature to love to take advantage of small gains, and he was not able to change this.

"Stirn Taoist priest!"

A roar sounded from the mountain pass and saw a young man carrying a bag walking up angrily and cursing him more than ten meters away.

"I had a nightmare last night. Did you do it?"

"You don't have to argue, you must have done it."

"Bastard, don't I just don't want to buy two thousand yuan incense? Are you going to mess with me like this?"

The young man's angry curses attracted the attention of many people.

Chen Yang recognized this person, he glanced under the tree, and the old father's face turned black and he jumped up in anger.

It seems that the dream is not successful.

"What is the donor talking about?" Chen Yang asked.

The young man snorted and said loudly: "Everyone sees me. Let me tell you, this Taoist priest is a fraud. I bought a one-dollar incense yesterday. That night, my father asked me to dream and slapped me in the dream. I almost got beaten to death in the dream. When I woke up, I came over to burn incense, and ate two thousand yuan a stick of incense!"

"It must be this stinky Taoist priest who made trouble. Don't spend money in vain."

The tourists looked at each other.

Is there such a thing?

"My dad also dreamed of me!"

At this time, several young people ran up and shouted loudly.

"My dad was thrusting my butt almost broke."

"I tell you, this Taoist priest is very evil. Before I came to burn incense, I should not live too casually. If I burn incense, I would have nightmares."

"This Taoist priest used this method to force us to buy two thousand yuan incense."

"Don't be fooled!"

Several young people kept telling the tragic plot in their dream last night, and they almost cried.

"It's not really so evil, right?"

"Anyway, this Taoist temple has always been... evil."

"I heard it was very spiritual before. There was also a Taoist priest who had entered meditation for three or four days."

"It's not going to smell like this, it sounds scary."

Some tourists were said to be a little scared, and dozens of people scattered in line.

The young men said proudly: "Stupid Taoist, let you mess with me, I must let everyone know these things. With me here, you don't want to cheat money."

Chen Yang said: "Don't you think that's really your father's dream for you?"

"That's your dad!" the young man cursed: "My dad has never been to me for his dream. He has passed away for several years and has been reincarnated. Don't mention these to me, and I will beat you up!"

Chen Yang said: "You have to queue up when you reincarnate. Your father went to send you a dream last night, hoping that you can seize the opportunity and eliminate the karma of cause and effect."

"Shut up!"

The young man said, "Don't think I will believe you. I will tell you, don't think about cheating money here during this period."

After saying that, the young man stomped the bag behind him on the ground and sat on the ground.

It's a big idea to stay here.

It doesn’t matter whether Chen Yang loves to believe it or not.

As for these tourists, not everyone believed him.

After all, Lingshan Taoist Temple is still very famous, and many magical things have happened.

It has an impact, but not a big impact.

Among the 100 people, three or four believed it, and the rest remained to continue burning incense.

The other three young men were not as well prepared as he did.

But I was also deeply inspired and went down the mountain immediately. In the afternoon, I ran up with big bags on my back.
Chapter completed!