When Master Zhou heard that Xiaopang was going to take him for a ride, he was so frightened that he made an excuse, saying it was urgent, and ran away.

Not only is Master Zhou afraid, but we are also afraid. The key is that he said he would take all of us for a ride.

It is estimated that even Mr. Ba, who has wings, would not dare to sit down, and would have no time to fly.

Master Zhou was even more afraid that Xiaopang would continue to be his driver, which would be no different than killing him.

After Xiaopang came, he had nowhere to go and had no choice but to live with me in the courtyard.

Xiaopang is just a pistachio. Everyone likes him very much. Except for Master Ba, no one dares to come in these days.

After finally catching Mr. Ba once, Xiaopang went up and asked Mr. Ba when he would go back to his hometown with him. He said that he had already boasted to the people in his hometown that he knew a talking bird, which made everyone in the village

Everyone knows this, and asks Master Ba to take time to go back to the village with him.

Ba Ye was so depressed that he squatted on a big tree as angry as a ball, trembling all over, but there was nothing he could do about Little Fatty.

To think that his dignified eighth master, the top master guarding Yanbei, would go back to the village to exhibit with a stupid boy, and be watched like monkeys, it's impossible, it's impossible!

In the first few days, Uncle Hu Zi was very happy, but as time passed, Uncle Hu Zi couldn't be happy anymore.

The main reason is that the little fat guy is so good at eating. He can feed Uncle Hu Zi and I for a week in one meal, and he eats half a bag of rice in one meal.

Seeing how much food Xiaopang eats, I also feel sad.

I seriously doubt that Fatty did not go down the mountain voluntarily, but was driven down the mountain by his master. Even with his appetite, Longhu Mountain cannot afford to feed him.

I can even imagine the Supreme Master, patting Little Fatty on the shoulder with a sad face, and saying with sincerity: "Little Fatty, hurry up and go, go down the mountain and experience the world of mortals. I have finished teaching you what a teacher should teach you..."

"Master, the three-year deadline has not come yet, there are still many days to go." Xiaopang said reluctantly.

"There are only a few days left, so hurry up and leave. There is no food left in Longhu Mountain. You can go somewhere else." The old Heavenly Master said with tears in his eyes.

"Master, I won't leave, I won't let you go." Xiaopang said excitedly.

"Let's go, let's come. Come back when you have time. Master will take you down the mountain. Let's go now..." The old Heavenly Master took Little Fatty's arm and drove him down the mountain. When he came back, he followed the formation guarding the mountain gate.

Those old Taoist priests said very sternly: "When Little Fatty comes back from now on, don't let him in, do you hear me?"

The old Taoist priests guarding the mountain gate array must have been impressed by him, and they quickly patted their chests and promised: "Master, don't worry, I promise not even a fly will fly in, and I will never let the fat master go up the mountain!"

After Little Fatty left, the whole Longhu Mountain cheered, and everyone finally had a full meal.

When I had nothing to do, I also asked Xiaopang about some situations in Longhu Mountain and whether he was bullied by anyone in Longhu Mountain.

Xiaopang said that there was no way he would be bullied. In Longhu Mountain, he was of the same generation as the master, the master, whose Taoist name was Huaqing, and he was given the Taoist name Hua Feng by the Heavenly Master.

In normal times, Xiaopang calls himself brother and sister to the master of Longhu Mountain, and all the elders treat him with respect.

Everyone in Longhu Mountain knows that Xiaopang is the disciple of Zhishan Zhenren. In Longhu Mountain, Xiaopang can walk sideways.

Many old Taoist priests in their 70s and 80s would call him Uncle Master when they saw him, and some would even call him Master. Some of the younger Longhushan disciples would call him Master.

Every time Little Fatty goes out, a large group of people greet him, and the scene is very majestic.

What Xiaopang said made me very envious.

It is indeed a large sect, but unlike me, it is a unique sect with a single lineage. If I were gone, the entire sect would be wiped out.

The key is that Xiaopang’s master also gives him money to spend. My master only knows how to cheat his apprentices, and he has never given me any money.

There really is no comparison between people. I really envy Xiaopang's luck, being directly accepted as a disciple by the Heavenly Master.

Fortunately, we are not short of money. Every time Uncle Hu Zi goes out to buy groceries, he has to bring a cart back, otherwise there will be not enough food.

After staying at my house for seven or eight days in a row, Xiaopang got a little depressed and asked me when I would take him out to make a lot of money, and he would give me 50-50.

I thought the same thing, I haven't gone out to make money for a long time, and if I just sit here and eat nothing every day, the little fat guy can even make me poor.

Just when I was thinking about this, I received a call that afternoon from an old customer.

Under normal circumstances, customers leave their phone numbers with Hu Zishu. Only for very few big customers will I leave my phone number with them.

The caller was Xu Yining, the boss of Xu in Huadu, Guangdong Province. He greeted me politely in very poor Cantonese Pu: "Master Wu, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you doing recently?"

Maybe some people have forgotten about this Boss Xu. A long time ago, I took on a business. At the industrial park in Huadu, the little devil arranged a very vicious Feng Shui bureau to kill Boss Xu. In the end, I came forward to help

Boss Xu broke the Feng Shui bureau and killed two little devils. Boss Xu was very generous and finally gave me 20 million yuan as a reward, which was the largest commission I had ever made in the Feng Shui business.

This is my big customer, so I specially left my contact information.

But Boss Xu is not at a loss. After I broke the Feng Shui bureau, Boss Xu also annexed the little devil's factory. Now the business is getting bigger and bigger, and it is booming.

"I'm fine lately. I haven't contacted you for a long time. How is Boss Xu's business lately?" I said politely.

Boss Xu laughed and said: "Master Wu, I would like to thank you. After you helped me arrange Feng Shui, my business is getting better and better, getting bigger and bigger, and making a lot of money. This time I asked Wu

Master, I need your help with something."

"Why, Boss Xu is so rich and he still wants to ask me for Feng Shui advice?" I said with a smile.

"I'm not looking for you to read Feng Shui. I have a business friend who has been unlucky recently. He thought there might be something wrong with the Feng Shui in his home. He asked me if I knew anyone who was an expert in this field. I immediately thought of Master Wu.

, I would like to introduce my business to you. I wonder if Mr. Wu is free." Boss Xu asked politely.

"I'm free when I can, but it's a bit far away. I don't really want to travel far these days." When I think about the tribulation I have to go through, I feel a little worried about it.

"Young Master Wu, don't worry. My friend's business is very big. I will never treat him badly in terms of commissions. It just so happens that I haven't seen Young Master Wu for a long time. Let's take this opportunity to meet and catch up on old times."
Chapter completed!