Chapter 110 Billion-Dollar Prize

"What?"

"Is Master Fang a deity?"

"Master Zhu, you are not kidding, right?"

Xu's father, Xu's mother, and Xu's guests looked over, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

This time Zhu Changqing didn't answer, but just looked at them calmly.

Mr. Xu, Mrs. Xu, and about twenty or thirty other guests from the Xu family were just about to say something.

Suddenly, they saw that Zhu Shounian, Cheng Shan, Xiao Jin and Xiao Qin next to them all had the same expression as Zhu Changqing.

Recall what just happened.

Father Xu shuddered suddenly and stammered, "Could it be... could it be that the real person is really a god?"

Zhu Changqing nodded seriously.

Mother Xu swallowed her saliva and said, "So...so all the famous Taoist temples and Buddhist temples across the country came to congratulate the Taoist master for accepting my Xiaoli as his disciple?"

Zhu Changqing nodded again.

Mr. Ni took a deep breath and said, "Are Wang Ke and Mr. Lu so respectful because they know the real identity of the real person?"

"Wang Ke may not be sure. Maybe someone told him to respect the real person, so his attitude is so good." Zhu Changqing shook his head. "As for Mr. Lu, he should be mainly responsible for the aftermath of the real person, so he does know."

Cheng Shan added, "As the saying goes, there is a god above your head. Maybe what we are saying now is being heard by a real person."

Mr. and Mrs. Xu looked at each other.

Mr. Ni shut up immediately.

The other twenty or thirty guests of the Xu family, one by one, looked cautiously and with awe in their eyes towards a bedroom on the second floor.

Master Fang is a god... an immortal?

Everyone finally resolved the doubts in their hearts.

They finally understood why famous Taoist temples and Buddhist temples from all over the country came to congratulate the Taoist master on accepting a disciple.

They finally understood why a top boss like Mr. Lu had to be so respectful in front of Master Fang.

It turns out that Master Fang’s true identity is actually the legendary deity!

At this moment, everyone was so shocked that they couldn't describe it with words.

…

One day later.

Haitong, the countryside.

"What, immortal?"

In the kitchen, the mother who was peeling potatoes looked speechless.

The father who was sitting behind the earthen stove and making fire said angrily, "All right, God, hurry up and bring me a bundle of rape stalks to make fire."

Well, my parents don’t believe it at all.

Fang Yi was not prepared to really explain the matter to his parents.

In fact, it is better for their children if their parents don't know about this kind of thing.

Because knowing may make you have wild thoughts and unable to live a peaceful life.

"Dad, I'll pick up some rapeseed stalks for you later." Fang Yi continued with a serious look on his face: "I really am a god..."

My mother is rolling her eyes.

My father was also speechless.

“…luck.”

As he spoke, Fang Yi took out a newspaper from behind his back, pointed at it and said with a smile: "Look, I won 100 million in the Double Color Ball, and after paying taxes, I still have 80 million left."

"ah?"

"You won 100 million in the lottery?"

The mother paused while peeling potatoes.

My father's eyes suddenly widened.

The two looked in disbelief.

Fang Yi deliberately handed over the newspaper that had been prepared.

By the way, he also handed a lottery ticket that had been redeemed a long time ago to his parents to see.

My father hurried out from behind the earthen stove, and he and my mother looked down at the winning numbers in the newspaper and compared them with the redeemed lottery tickets.

The more they watched, the more shocked they became.

The couple remained silent for a full minute.

Suddenly, my father looked up hesitantly, "Is this... is this true?"

Fang Yi nodded, "Really."

Well, the newspaper is real and the lottery ticket is real.

It’s just that Fang Yi didn’t really win the prize, but he asked Mr. Lu to help him get it.

His purpose was to give the gift money received from accepting a disciple to his parents.

The mother also asked in disbelief, "Am I dreaming?"

Fang Yi said seriously: "Mom, you are not dreaming."

After getting the confirmation, the mother exclaimed: "Oh my God, my son really won the 100 million prize!"

The father, who was originally in a state of half-belief, suddenly became excited, "Really! He really won the prize! My son really won the jackpot!"

The old couple were so excited that they hugged each other excitedly.

You know, after Fang Yi was a little older, his parents no longer hugged him, let alone held hands. But now they can do that in front of him, so you can imagine how excited they are.

Seeing my parents happy.

Fang Yi couldn't help but smile.

The more people know, the more troubled they are.

On the contrary, the less you know, the easier it is to be satisfied.

For example, now, Fang Yi can make his parents very happy as long as he takes out the money that is readily available.

He now does not have the ability to help his parents achieve true immortality.

In that case, why not choose to let your parents live happily?

This is the reason why Fang Yi decided not to reveal his true identity after much thought.

And before coming back, he spoke to Mr. Lu on the phone.

In addition to discussing the time to go to Beijing, he also directly expressed that he did not want anyone to disturb his parents' peace and quiet.

He believed that as long as no one was a fool, no one would go against his wishes.

Unless one day you do something that is infuriating to both humans and gods and no one can stop you, others will probably come to you for help.

The old couple were excited for a while.

The mother couldn't help but sigh, "Finally, our family has money now. Xiaoyi can find a good partner."

My father nodded in agreement.

They didn't want a penny at all.

Fang Yi took the initiative to say, "Dad, Mom, I'm not the one who manages money. I'll transfer 80 million to your account later. You can buy me a house and a few shops to collect rent. You can look after the house and collect rent for me on weekdays. You can go on a trip when you have time. Don't be stingy with food or spending. Anyway, I'll keep all the money with you. I'll ask you for money when I need it."

"Give it all to us? Then where are you going?" The father looked puzzled.

Fang Yi lied a little and said, "Oh, I found a job in Beijing. The salary is very high, tens of thousands per month, and food and accommodation are provided. I may work in Beijing all year round and come back to see you once a month. You also know how prosperous Beijing is. I am afraid that if I take the money, I will spend it all in Beijing, so it is better for you to take care of it."

When the parents heard this, they agreed with it deeply.

Eighty million is indeed a huge sum of money in the eyes of ordinary people.

But big cities are dens of money. Who knows how much will be left after a year or two if you squander it recklessly?

The parents finally agreed.

But they also wanted Fang Yi to keep some money for his own use.

Fang Yi persuaded them for a long time before the old couple agreed to put all the money in their pockets.

At night, he used the magical powers of the Dead Tree Bringing Back Spring and the Tiantong Life-Protecting Sutra to regulate his parents' health.

His body was in good condition, but unfortunately he was powerless regarding stem cells and telomeres.

Finally, Fang Yi used his soul to check his parents' lifespans and found that one of them could live for more than 40 years and the other could live for more than 30 years. Only then did he feel relieved.

…

Three days later.

Prepare to go to the capital.

Mr. Lu sent someone to pick him up.

"Mom and Dad, my company sent a car to pick me up to go to work in Beijing. I'm leaving now. Please take care of yourself at home. Call me if you have any questions."

Fang Yi said goodbye to his parents.

"Remember to eat on time in Beijing and cover yourself with a blanket when you sleep at night..."

My mother talked a lot.

Although my father didn't say anything while standing by, his eyes showed deep concern.

Finally, Fang Yi got in the car.

The driver drove all the way towards the Magic City.

Fang Yi looked at the scenery passing quickly outside the car window, and his heart gradually calmed down.

"This time, when I used the Dead Tree Resurrection and Tiantong Life-Protecting Sutra to regulate my parents' bodies, I found that as the body becomes healthier and younger, the number of stem cells and telomeres consumed will become much less than before."

Fang Yi secretly pondered and found out, "That is to say, I can extend the lifespan of ordinary people in disguise."

But... the issue of stem cells and telomeres has never been resolved.

He couldn't help but frown.

My parents still have another thirty-four years to live, which seems like they have plenty of time.

But Fang Yi wanted his parents to be immortal like himself.

“We must find a way to solve the problem of stem cells and telomeres.”

He made a secret decision in his heart.

At this moment, the young driver in front asked, "Mr. Fang, are you planning to stay in Shanghai for one night, or go directly to Beijing? I need to contact the airport. If you are going directly to Beijing, I will ask the airport to reserve a separate route for us."

Fang Yi said: "Go directly to the capital. By the way, where is my apprentice?"

The young driver said hurriedly, "I have arranged for someone to go to Gusu to pick up Miss Xu and Mr. Lu. They should be waiting at the airport now. I have also asked someone to carry your belongings onto the plane."

Fang Yi asked, "Will the sharp weapons in my belongings scare the other passengers?"

The young driver smiled and said, "No, we have arranged a private plane for you. Apart from you, your apprentice, your disciples and our security personnel, no one else will be traveling with you."

Arranged a private jet to pick me up?

Still keep a separate route?

I have to say that Lu Tingsong is really thoughtful.

Fang Yi felt that the other party gave him enough respect.