Su Yu looked towards the villa.
I didn’t expect that it would be half built in just a short time.
More than a thousand people were working on one house, and the speed was shocking.
Each person is responsible for laying a brick. At this rate, it will only take a few hours to build the house.
It fully demonstrated the advantage of strength in numbers.
Su Yu and Miao Qingyin looked around and were not at all panicked by the invasion of other countries.
Now all we have to do is wait.
Miao Qingyin glanced at Su Yu and seemed to know what he was thinking.
The two smiled at each other.
Only Zhang Mingling was left there, always feeling like an outsider.
Inside Qingyun Temple, Zhang Mingling's master Zhang Cihu was lying on the bed with a pile of white papers on the floor.
There was a fishy smell in the air, and when Zhang Cihu's sense of satisfaction was released, it was accompanied by an indescribable feeling of weakness.
But there was still a trace of tenderness on his old face, and a blush on his withered cheeks had not yet faded.
The seductive voice of a charming midnight enchantress came from the phone.
"elder brother!"
"You're so amazing..."
"I have a big fight tomorrow. Can you help me?"
"If my sister wins."
"Just come and meet my brother, and then I can do whatever he wants..."
Midnight Enchantress put on her clothes on the other end of the video. Looking at her fair skin, she is sexy and charming.
Zhang Cihu's eyes radiated a strong desire.
"Sister, don't worry, I'll teach you from the top brother on your list."
There are some high-end picture magazines on Zhang Cihu's wall, and the effect displayed on the mobile phone is like lying in a villa.
After saying a few extremely ambiguous words.
So I found a reason to hang up the video.
After Zhang Cihu hung up the video, all he could think of was the body of Midnight Enchantress.
He took a deep breath, sat up from the bed, looked at the poster in the corner of the villa behind him, reached out and put the poster away, revealing the broken window behind the poster.
Zhang Cihu sighed.
"As long as this wife is good!"
“It’s just such a waste of money.”
"The gym was defeated by the old Taoist priests to the point that they couldn't even put up the windows."
He stood up and walked towards the ancestral tablet of Qingyun Temple for generations.
Kneeling in front of the tablet, he looked at the last golden statue of Laozi of Taoism.
He opened his mouth and said, "My fellow elders of Qingyun Temple, I think you can understand my desire to go offline!"
Then Zhang Cihu looked at the plaque of the ancestors of Qingyun Temple and said seriously, "Disciple has been planning this for five months."
"It's for this moment."
"If you don't succeed, you will die."
"For this reason, I will learn from the craftsman spirit of our predecessors who were determined to make every effort."
"Sacrifice your own family for the sake of the community."
"I believe our ancestors can understand Cihu's painstaking efforts."
"I want to sow seeds for the world."
"But who would have thought that the gym would fall into decline under the hands of our predecessors."
“It costs money to sow seeds.”
"Therefore, today, I, the disciple, will sacrifice my life for justice by selling the statue."
"However, I am not the kind of person who would not repay a debt. This debt will be repaid by my good disciple."
"My master has raised him for so long and taught him how to practice..." Zhang Cihu's mind was filled with images of Zhang Mingling washing his clothes, cooking for him, serving him tea, and lecturing him on moral principles.
It seems that I only teach him how to practice.
He coughed awkwardly, "As the saying goes, the grace of teaching is heavier than a mountain."
"I believe it!"
"My good disciple will pay it back for me."
"This is the IOU I prepared in advance. I'm burning it for all my ancestors."
"Burn one and I'll give the other to my disciple!"
As he spoke, Zhang Cihu waved his finger slightly, and a flame ignited out of thin air and directly burned the paper.
After finishing all this, Zhang Cihu excitedly picked up the golden statue and rushed out.
When he stepped out of the dilapidated gym.
I felt something in my heart as I looked at the starry sky.
The whole person stood there.
His eyes were fixed on the sky.
“It’s chaos!”
“It’s all chaos!”
Zhang Cihu stood there in a daze, and placed the golden elephant in his hand on the ground.
Sat in the yard.
There's no need to go out, the world is already in chaos.
Going out won't help.
Just then.
A figure came quietly.
His eyebrows are like willow knives and his figure is extremely handsome.
The long black hair and the pressure that emanates from him all the time make people feel fearful and timid.
Feng Lin's figure was like a ghost.
He looked at Qingyun Temple and Zhang Cihu who was sitting on the steps of Qingyun Temple.
A voice slowly rang out: "I never thought that after a thousand years, the Qingyun Temple, once the most powerful in the world, would decline to this point!"
Zhang Cihu listened to Fenglin's voice and looked at him.
"Your Excellency?"
Feng Lin stared at Zhang Cihu with a sharp gaze: "Doesn't Qingyun Temple have a course on geomancy and arithmetic?"
"Can you figure out who I am?"
"What are you doing here?"
Hearing this, Zhang Cihu put the golden statue in his hand on the ground.
He formed a few hand seals and used the Jingyue Siyu Jue directly, which turned into a light blue light curtain that spread out from him.
The next second, his hands kept moving, and a five elements and eight trigrams orientation array appeared under his feet.
When he was doing feng shui and arithmetic, he was stunned.
Look at Fenglin.
Fenglin looked at Zhang Cihu's condition and said with a smile: "It seems that you have figured it out."
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