Xinghui Resort is located on the edge of Xingnan District, Yindu City, close to the mountains and seas, and is well-known throughout the country.

It is such a five-star resort, but today it was bought by a rich man, and the whole thing was taken. You know, the cost of consigning the Starlight Resort is definitely a huge sum of money, and it is even more rare that ordinary people can’t afford it even if they have money.

Soon, news came out that the person who bought Starlight Resort was the big man who had recently turned around in Yindu, and the big boss of Tianmen, Xiao Feng.

"Hey, old man, when will you arrive? The entire Xinghui Resort has been booked according to your requirements. The price is not low, so you have to reimburse me." Xiao Feng stood at the door of the resort, holding a cigarette in his mouth and calling Mr. Jing.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll be here soon." After Mr. Jing said that, he hung up the phone.

"Damn." Xiao Feng put away his phone and turned to look at the huge signboard of the resort. What is the old guy going to do? He will book the entire resort, and it will not be a party.

Next to him, Zhang Yu squatted on the ground, teasing a puppy. When he saw Xiao Feng finishing the phone, he raised his head: "Maybe Grandpa Jing is going to entertain someone."

"Entertainment." Xiao Feng was stunned and then scratched his head: "Who can make him entertain this way with his identity as an old guy?"

"You don't know, how can I know?" Zhang Yu rolled his eyes, touched the puppy, and stopped paying attention to Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng glanced a few times and said, "Bitch."

"Yes, how did you know."

"Well, I knew that the opposite sex was tempting. If it were a male dog, you would have thrown it into the pot and stewed dog meat." After Xiao Feng said that, he turned around and walked towards the resort.

Zhang Yu raised his head, stared at Xiao Feng's back, and raised his middle finger fiercely: "My grass, you are so evil."

Soon, Mr. Jing and Nangong Ji came to the resort. They took the tram and nodded with satisfaction, saying that this place is not bad.

"Isn't that good? As long as the money comes, everything is not a problem." Xiao Feng felt aggrieved and almost knelt down and begged Mr. Jing to reward him with a few antiques.

"Come on, don't be so wronged." Old Jing patted Xiao Feng on the shoulder. Just as he was about to say something, the phone rang.

"Hey, oh, you're here, okay, I'll let Afeng go out and pick you up immediately." After saying that, Mr. Jing hung up the phone and said to Xiao Feng: "Go to the door to pick up someone."

"Who?" Xiao Feng was stunned. He had been curious about who the old guy was going to host a resort.

"You'll know if you go and take a look, hurry up."

"Oh." Xiao Feng nodded and took the tram to the gate.

When he got there, Xiao Feng almost glared out his eyes: "Master, why is it you?"

"Amitabha, my friend, we meet again." An old monk wearing a monk's robe and kind-eyed look, his hands folded, and his Buddha's name was clamoring.

"Amitabha." Xiao Feng hurriedly replied, and then his eyes looked a little strange: "Master Huiyue, you just called my grandfather."

"It's the old monk." The old monk Huiyue nodded.

"Uh." Xiao Feng imagined the situation of a generation of Taoist monk standing at the door of the resort to make a phone call, and his eyes became even more weird.

"My friend, where is the donor Jing?"

"Master, my grandfather is inside, please." Xiao Feng hurriedly invited Master Huiyue to get on the tram.

The old monk Huiyue noticed Xiao Feng's strange eyes and smiled: "My friend, you and I have a great relationship with you, do you have any doubts?"

"Ahem, Master, I have no doubts." Xiao Feng shivered when he heard the word "Buddha Residue". He wouldn't want me to be ordained as a monk. This is really not possible. Even if he wants, his wives and confidants will not be willing.

"Why do people have to be transcendent in the world? Everything is enough to have Buddha in their hearts." After the old monk Huiyue said, his eyes fell on Xiao Feng's wrist: "My friend, have you not been worn on your body all the time?"

Originally, Xiao Feng almost forgot about this. When the old monk Huiyue mentioned it, his face turned red and he was a little embarrassed: "I was a little hurried when I left Jiuquan, so I forgot about Dai."

The old monk Huiyue smiled and said, "If you have a Buddha in your heart, just commit less murderous crimes."

Xiao Feng nodded. He still respected the old monk Huiyue. He was a truly enlightened monk and deserved respect.

He thought of the powerful Nangong Jishi, and glanced at the old monk Huiyue for a few times. I wonder if Master Huiyue is also a super awesome ancient martial arts master. Also, isn’t it said that Master Huiyue rarely leaves Puchan Temple? Why did he come from Jiuquan to Yindu this time? What is the purpose of?

Xiao Feng was full of questions, but he was not easy to ask, so he could only hold it in and wait for the opportunity to ask the old guy.

"Old monk, you are here." Old Jing looked at the old monk Huiyue on the tram and smiled.

"The old monk dared not to pass the message from Master Jing." The old monk Huiyue got off the tram.

"Old guy..."

"Who, Afeng, if you go to the door again, another old friend will come." Old Jing interrupted Xiao Feng without waiting for anything to say.

"..." Xiao Feng was speechless, treating himself as something, and isn't the one invited by the old guy?

There was no choice but to go there again, and when he arrived at the door, he was stunned: "Master Danyangzi."

"My friend Xiao, it's been a good time lately." Dan Yangzi held the whisk in his hand and swayed lightly, wearing a Taoist robe and a fairy-like Taoist skeleton.

"Haha, very good, Taoist priest is very good." Xiao Feng approached him and asked with a smile.

"Whether good or bad is in the hearts of the people~ Well, why haven't I seen the little disciple?" Danyangzi smiled, looked around for a few times, and asked.

"You mean Wuming, he, cough cough, he is busy with things." Xiao Feng grinned, but muttered in his heart. This kid has been missing recently. I heard that he had hooked up with a royal sister, and I don't know if he is busy feeding now. However, he obviously dared not tell Dan Yangzi about this, otherwise the old Taoist priest would have to go crazy.

Danyangzi didn't think much about it and nodded: "Well, let him follow you and practice more."

"Yeah." Xiao Feng felt even more evil. He could grind it. As for whether the iron rod could be grinded into a needle, I don't know.

"Let's go in, don't let your grandpa wait in a hurry." Danyangzi said and got on the tram.

Xiao Feng asked Mr. Jing and Nangong Ji to do this. Now when he saw these older generation people, he felt suspicious and under pressure. He would not be a super awesome existence again.

"Who has arrived."

"Master Huiyue is here." Xiao Feng's heart moved. Has the old guy hired a lot of people? What exactly did he do?

"Haha, is it just Master Huiyue?"

"Yes." Xiao Feng nodded: "Master, my grandfather asked you to come..."

"What, he didn't tell you." Dan Yangzi glanced at Xiao Feng, wondering.

Xiao Feng curled his lips. This is what his old guy is like. No matter what he does, he is mysterious and mysterious. He shouldn't know anything he shouldn't have known, and he will never know anything he shouldn't have.

"No." Xiao Feng nodded frankly. He knew that these people were all mature characters, and it was impossible for him to hide them carefully.

"Haha, then you can ask him yourself." Sure enough, Danyangzi stopped saying anything and said with a smile.

"..." Xiao Feng muttered even more in his heart, grandma, sooner or later, he will expose his old man's old foundation.

Xiao Feng sent Dan Yangzi in, and Mr. Jing said again: "Go, there are old friends."

"I'll go." Xiao Feng gritted his teeth, could he not take it all at once? Why bother himself? Also, an old monk came and another old Taoist priest came. The next one was not an old nun.

When Xiao Feng thought of the "old nun", he couldn't help but smile evilly. If he was really an old nun, just because of his coquettish temperament, he would probably be a little entangled.

When Xiao Feng left again, Dan Yangzi shook the whisk and looked at Mr. Jing: "You have really made a decision."

"Yes." Old Jing nodded: "He chose the road himself, and I am very satisfied with his current performance."

"Master Jing, he was originally very murderous. If you do this, then he..." At the end of the speech, the old monk Huiyue shook his head and sighed.

Mr. Jing smiled: "Old monk, didn't the Buddha say that nature is Buddha nature. There are ten thousand people, and there are ten thousand ways to become a Buddha."

"Oh, even though that's the case, it's better to be kind." The old monk Huiyue said, clasping the Buddhist beads.

"I believe in A Feng." Nangong Jishi, who had not spoken, spoke slowly.

Xiao Feng had no idea that the four great men were talking about was about him. When he came to the gate again, there was no one outside, and he couldn't even see the shadow of the little bitch.

"Damn, it's not just to send me away and say something to whisper." Xiao Feng leaned on the tram, and just as he was about to go back, a roar of a car sounded.

"Here you come." Xiao Feng looked at it intently and saw a luxury convoy from far to near. There were several Mercedes-Benz in the front and a limited edition Maybach in the middle. The speed slowed down and finally stopped.

Such a pomp made Xiao Feng raise his eyebrows, who is this?

The car door opened, and a large man in black came down from above, looking around with vigilant eyes. Then Maybach's car door also opened, and a young man got down from above.

The young man got out of the car, glanced around and frowned slightly, and finally fell on Xiao Feng. Is it a person to greet them? It's not that he takes them seriously.

The eyes met and collided in the air, and fierce sparks were emitted. Xiao Feng could clearly see the beating anger from the other party's eyes, and the person who came was not kind.

"Cough cough." A cough sounded, and a tall and thin old man got out of the car. The green ring on his thumb was particularly eye-catching, and his eyes were extremely sharp.

"Who is this old man?" Xiao Feng moved his eyes away and fell on the tall and thin old man.

"Grandpa, they sent someone to pick us up." The young man also withdrew his gaze, his tone a little bad.

The tall and thin old man looked at Xiao Feng, stunned for a moment, then smiled and walked slowly: "If I was not wrong, you should be Xiao Feng."

Because this may be the guest invited by Mr. Jing, Xiao Feng did not dare to neglect and nodded: "Yes, sir, I don't know you are."

"Old Sun Xiaoqi." The tall and thin old man said with a smile.
Chapter completed!