"Are the priest worried that this check is fake? Well, wait a moment." Looking at Yang Chenyu's stunned, it was obvious that Mr. Huang misunderstood. After saying that, he took out his cell phone and called: "Xiao Chen, get 200,000 immediately to Qinglong Temple in Fengming Mountain, hurry up!"

It was not until this time that Yang Chenyu realized, yes, I don’t know whether this check is true or not. How could he, a little Taoist priest, have seen such high-end things as checks? But since Mr. Huang has continued to give such instructions, let’s wait.

However, when Yang Chenyu thought of the huge sum of 200,000 yuan, he felt a hot heart. 200,000 yuan. He had never seen so much money since he was a child. How could he use it all?

While waiting for the money to come, Yang Chenyu had already fallen into an inexplicable entanglement, while Mr. Huang was playing with the River God wood sculpture with his love.

When Huang Xiaorong was playing with this River God wood carving, she could clearly feel the coolness emitted from the River God wood carving. This coolness is not like ice, but it can bring her a kind of tranquility in this hot summer day.

We must invite the River God wood carving back. Huang Xiaorong's hand unknowingly grabbed the wood carving tighter.

It can be said that Huang Xiaorong's vision is not comparable to ordinary people. She has invited many of the consecrated objects in the treasure temple. Although it also has some spiritual effects, it is much different from this River God wood carving.

More than half an hour later, a young man who was panting appeared in Qinglong Temple, wearing a dark suit with a slightly wrinkled look due to climbing the mountain, carrying a small suitcase in his hand, and was standing attentive in front of Huang Xiaorong, as if he had seen the recruit in the chief, with a smile on his face: "Mr. Huang, as you told me, the money has been brought."

"Well, it's not bad, give Master Yang a look." In front of his subordinates, Mr. Huang suddenly became strong and nodded slightly to signal.

Perhaps Huang Xiaorong is quite strong in the company. When this young man, who didn't know whether it was her secretary or financial officer, heard Mr. Huang's words, he didn't even hesitate at all, so he handed the small suitcase to Yang Chenyu.

Yang Chenyu felt excited, but his face did not show any signs, and he said lightly: "Donor Huang is polite." Even though he said that, his hands did not pause. At that time, Yang Chenyu had already figured it out that no matter how the money was used in the future, the wood carvings would always be sold, and it was impossible not to charge the money.

When he opened the suitcase, he laid the notes tightly tied with paper strips neatly placed in the suitcase, which made Yang Chenyu's eyes shrink.

Seeing the Taoist priest put away the suitcase, Mr. Huang was relieved and finished his thoughts and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, Yang Chenyu asked about the funds needed for the renovation of Qinglong Temple.

When business comes, Huang Xiaorong naturally won’t refuse. She is not a white-collar worker who only sits in the office. To be honest, she had already observed Qinglong Temple inside and out in the previous gap. After Yang Chenyu asked this, Huang Xiaorong estimated the funds needed for the renovation of Qinglong Temple in less than a moment.

What? At least two million? This number suddenly felt like she had made a fortune and was a little happy. A can of cold water poured on her head.

"Mr. Huang is slow to go." Yang Chenyu, who felt that he was hit, had no intention of keeping him after Mr. Huang asked to say goodbye. After hurriedly sending him to the Guanmen, he returned to the main hall, thinking about how the two million should come.

Unfortunately, Yang Chenyu was not a business genius like Huang Xiaorong. After thinking for a while, he came to a conclusion that if ten river god wood carvings were sold out, the funds for the renovation of Qinglong Temple would be in place.

The problem is that it is not easy to find a big money owner like Mr. Huang.

The next day, Yang Chenyu went down the mountain early in the morning and carefully carried the suitcase straight to the bank. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he saved 200,000 yuan in Qinglongguan account.

In the next month, the number of believers who came to Qinglong Temple to burn incense increased a lot. This was all thanks to the Wang family's persistence in propaganda, which increased the incense power that Yang Chenyu gained a lot. The only problem was that there were no more believers like Mr. Huang.

The summer is hot and the sun is shining brightly.

After entering the midsummer of Docks, it has not rained for more than ten days in Fengming Town. The continuous sunshine has caused the fields of hundreds of miles nearby to become dry and cracked. Drought unexpectedly with the arrival of August.

This unexpected drought has caused trouble to the villagers. It is okay to spend some money and rent a water pump to maintain it. However, for those villagers who are far away from the Xiangshui River, it is already a luxury to irrigate the seedlings that are about to die of drought.

Seeing that a drought had begun to spread, the villagers tried their best to do nothing, but it was useless. In desperation, the villagers had to place their hopes on the illusory god.

On the top of Fengming Mountain, in the main hall of Qinglong Temple, Yang Chenyu, who was in the morning class, seemed a little irritable and uneasy. After hurriedly reciting the Pure Land Sutra, Yang Chenyu finished his morning class, walked out of the gate of the observation door, and stood on the extremely broken staircase on the top of the mountain and looked down.

Yang Chenyu felt uneasy for several days, which seemed a bit incredible for Yang Chenyu, who had been granted the title of the River God by the Heavenly Dao.

If your mind is spiritual, your feelings will be verified.

During this period, the incense of Qinglongguan has become much more prosperous than before. In addition to receiving pilgrims at home, Yang Chenyu gave up surfing the Internet in his spare time, and was busy absorbing the power of incense coming from the pilgrims.

The vast amount of incense power merged into the fine spring in Yang Chenyu's mind, making it stronger. For the benefit of this, the red talisman edict was so strong that Yang Chenyu's magic power was several times stronger than before.

There are benefits and gains and losses. Yang Chenyu's magic power is strong for less than a few days. As the temperature continues to rise, he loses peace. He feels like a cloud in the air cannot be vented.

It was not until now that she accidentally climbed up to look at the Xiangshui River at the foot of the mountain that Yang Chenyu realized that this was the case!

In early summer, Yang Chenyu was the god of the river and swam down the river. At that time, there was plenty of rain. The river ten meters wide rose by most of the time, which looked quite spectacular. However, with the arrival of drought, there was no rain all day long. The villagers along the coast kept pumping water, and the flow of Xiangshui River suddenly decreased significantly.

The flat riverbed is half exposed, and the river surface has been reduced to less than five or six meters wide. Due to the reduced runoff and the Xiangshui River is also subject to the use of sewage discharge by residents along the way, the river water has become fishy and a large number of fish and shrimps have turned white.

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