"What's going on? Tell us?" Some neighbors who didn't understand began to ask the audience who was good at disseminating scientific knowledge. In less than a moment, Taoist Chen Yu became a big liar in their eyes. His eyes at Yang Chenyu suddenly contained a feeling of contempt.

"I didn't expect that such a handsome little Taoist priest was actually a liar! I said, Brother Wang, your old man has been cheated, why don't you go in and see your grandfather?"

Hearing the discussions of the neighbors around him, Wang Deli's son and daughter-in-law looked at Yang Chenyu with less friendly eyes. Under the guidance of the neighbors, the daughter-in-law rushed into the main hall to stop the elderly and deceived father-in-law. Wang Deli's son rushed over with a quick step and reached out to grab him.

Although Yang Chenyu is now a river god and has great strength, his reaction is worse than that of those who have not practiced. By the time Yang Chenyu reacted, his collar had been caught by Wang Deli's son Wang Xiangdong.

Wang Xiangdong also practiced family kung fu, and in his prime, he grabbed Yang Chenyu's collar and wanted to throw the liar into a big shot. What Wang Xiangdong didn't expect was that his arms could carry more than 200 kilograms of rice, but he couldn't lift the liar off the ground. Yang Chenyu's legs seemed to be rooted in the ground in an instant, and the wind was still moving.

"Fusheng Wuliang Heavenly Lord! What does this donor want to do? Don't let go!"

Yang Chenyu poured his magic power into his legs and fixed his body. Then the magic power was thundering. A sudden slaughter seemed to explode in Wang Xiangdong's ears, which made Wang Xiangdong dizzy and involuntarily let go of his hands.

Well? After a irritable man, Wang Xiangdong, who had always been angry, actually let go of the liar himself. It seems that this little Taoist priest has some tricks. Some of the onlookers who were careful to observe suddenly became skeptical about the words of the whistleblower of the knowledge dissemination. Of course, he thought that Wang Chenyu was a liar or occupied the majority.

There were also a few young people who were trying to get into trouble in the crowd: "Brother Wang! Is he a man? Beat this liar!"

After a while, Wang Xiangdong shook his head and recovered his mind. He was also a little confused about his release of his hands, but soon he rushed towards Yang Chenyu again at the instigation of several young men. As for Yang Chenyu's question, Wang Xiangdong didn't listen at all.

Anyway, this is a liar, let’s talk about other things if you beat it up!

Wang Xiangdong, who has always been brave and cruel, only cares about face, and he doesn't think too much about other things.

However, after Yang Chenyu was prepared, it became difficult for Wang Xiangdong to catch Yang Chenyu. After becoming the River God, Yang Chenyu not only had a lot of strength, but his quality in his body had improved a lot. Although he was still a mortal class, his agility and speed were comparable to that of some martial arts masters. Therefore, under Yang Chenyu's dodge, Wang Xiangdong rushed over several times and looked like a clumsy big bear. He didn't even touch Yang Chenyu's hair. Instead, he accidentally fell to the ground in the end, which caused laughter from the surrounding people.

At this time, even Wang Xiangdong knew that the other party was better than him, but he did not think that Yang Chenyu was avoiding him, but thought that Yang Chenyu was playing with him, and he was immediately furious.

When the king gets angry, the corpse is everywhere. When the man gets angry, blood splatters three steps!

Wang Xiangdong was at most half a man. After he got up from the ground, he rubbed his dusty face, looked around for a while, then ran to the side, grabbed a thick wooden bench and smashed it at Yang Chenyu.

Seeing that Wang Xiangdong actually smashed the bench, the audience who had been instigated by the disaster immediately withdrew a lot, fearing that the bench would miss the hand.

Yang Chenyu smiled at such a reckless attack. When he was dodging Wang Xiangdong's attack, he had a lot of knowledge about his body, and he was even more at ease in hiding.

But as the bench fell to the ground, a roar came from the main hall: "Wang Xiangdong! You bastard! What are you doing!"

Everyone turned their eyes to see that Wang Deli rushed out of the main hall in anger, and Wang Xiangdong's wife was following behind with an incredible look on her face.

After being yelled by my father, Wang Xiangdong's originally angry face collapsed, and pointed at Yang Chenyu with unfairness and shouted: "Dad! This stinky Taoist priest is a liar, you have been fooled!"

Seeing Wang Xiangdong angrily pointing at Wang Deli, Yang Chenyu was not panicked at all. Just from the joy that was secretly revealed on Wang Deli's face, it could be seen that his clear water talisman was indeed effective. Otherwise, Wang Deli would not have roared at Wang Xiangdong if he came out.

What happened next was indeed not as expected by Yang Chenyu. When Wang Xiangdong heard Wang Xiangdong's shouting, Wang Deli was angry and rushed over with a few big strides, slapped his son firmly in the face.

"You bastard, you're so shaky? Apologize to the Taoist priest!"

A sudden slap hit Wang Xiangdong so shocked: "Dad! You're crazy!"

Seeing the father and son having a dispute, Wang Xiangdong's wife also felt heartbroken by her husband. She stepped forward to hold her husband and muttered a few words in her ear. Wang Xiangdong, who was originally furious, suddenly became sad and asked half-believingly: "Grandpa is really good? Is he not a liar?"

The next change was beyond the reach of the onlookers. Wang Xiangdong covered his face and rushed into the main hall. In less than a while, he rushed out of the main hall again. The onlookers thought that Wang Xiangdong had brought some weapons to beat the little Taoist priest. Unexpectedly, Wang Xiangdong came to Yang Chenyu a few steps and knelt in front of the little Taoist priest.

Papa, three times knocked the concrete floor and the three sounds were shaking. After kowtowing, Wang Xiangdong raised his head, his forehead was extremely red and swollen, his face turned red, and his tone was ashamed: "Master, you saved my grandfather, I still want to hit you, it's really not right!"

Yang Chenyu smiled slightly on his face, and reached out to help Wang Xiangdong up. Wang Xiangdong had refused at first, but who knew that the power in the priest actually made him unable to resist. At this time, Wang Xiangdong realized that the priest was a hidden master.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, this matter is over. I should go back to the class, but the old man still needs to take a few talisman water for his condition. After three days, he can go to the Qinglong Temple in Fengming Mountain to catch a stick of incense."

When Yang Chenyu said this, Wang Deli suddenly realized that the fee for the Taoist priest to come had not been settled yet. He hurriedly grabbed Yang Chenyu and persuaded him to stuff a red envelope into Yang Chenyu's arms.

After a while of pushing and giving, Yang Chenyu took the red envelope half-pushed and half-pushed it, and secretly pinched it. The red envelope was very thick, and it was probably a lot of it. Yang Chenyu felt very happy. He had to do such a lot of effort, and he was performing and giving away talismans. Isn’t it for this stuff?

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