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Chapter 80, the gift of younger siblings

Besides, if you wait for a while, you will be able to refine things that can be used to transport. At that time, you will be able to refine things that can be used to transport things. Wouldn't it be more so than this broken car?

Of course, Yang Chenyu would not say these words, but just asked Yang Jintong about the fact that the interior space of the car was too spacious, so he felt dizzy when he sat on it, etc., which almost made Yang Jintong vomit blood.

Several people chatted for a while, and the car got off the airport expressway. Yang Jintong remembered something while bent: "By the way, old Taoist, the boy from the northern part of the world said he was on a business trip. I asked me to tell you that this time he has no time to eat big people, and next time he goes to your place to eat big people."

As he said this, Yang Jintong didn't know what he was thinking of, and laughed, making Yang Chenyu angry, yelling to go to the best nightclub and let the nouveau riche bleed, which made Zhang Xiaowan blush.

The car got off the airport expressway and stopped in a villa community within 20 minutes.

This is the outskirts of Donghai City, Dongbin Province. Looking at it, it looks like a sea. The coast is covered with mangroves, red and green, and the climate is pleasant, making it a vivid Feng Shui treasure land.

This made Yang Chenyu take a few more glances.

Yang Chenyu had seen the pictures of the villa before, but now seeing the real thing adds a bit of surprise.

The entire villa is built on a small hillside, surrounded by birds and flowers, and the scenery is charming. On the left is a small waterfall falling. A few white storks look a bit fairy-like during their raising.

I don’t know how much money this nouveau riche spent before the reconstruction was completed. Just looking at the money used outside, I’m afraid even a few Qinglong Temples can’t catch up.

The entrance of the villa is a thick vine curtain. Before we get close, several girls in ancient palace costumes greeted him and said one by one: "Welcome to Emperor Dongyue."

Looking at that look and the dry ice mist sprayed from time to time around, I really feel like I am coming to the fairyland. The God of Wealth probably has been here several times. With immunity, Zhang Xiaowan was shocked, with an incredible look in her eyes.

Even Yang Chenyu kept muttering in a low voice, luxury, waste, nouveau riche.

Guided by the little girl in the palace dress, walking through the vine curtain, the hall inside was also arranged according to ancient times, with all the antique flavor. The only thing that was a bit annoying was the fifty-inch wall-mounted TV hanging on the wall next to the hall.

This is a nouveau riche, a rat shit broke the pot of soup.

After a few people sat down, Yang Jintong, as the owner, naturally made some arrangements, asking the two little girls to take Yang Chenyu's luggage upstairs to place, and then asked how many people would like to drink.

Yang Chenyu didn't care and didn't like vanilla wine very much, so he asked for a glass of boiled water. The couple of God of Wealth was singing Hu Sui and asked for juice. As for Yang Jintong himself, he held a glass of brandy in his hand, waved his hand and asked the girls to push it down, turned on the TV, and played the Tao Te Ching he recorded himself.

With Yang Jintong's slightly strong voice, it has a bit of charm.

Originally, the next time was chatting until dinner, but Yang Jintong had been itchy for the little wood carving given to Zhang Xiaowan by Yang Chenyu. He could not talk too much, so he came to Yang Chenyu.

"I said to you, we don't know what you do, what you do? Tell us." Yang Jintong would not go straight to the point, but he was politely inquiring.

Yes, a few of the better netizens in the group, except Yang Chenyu, know some of them some of them. After all, they are all from Dongbin Province.

When he heard Yang Jintong's question, even the God of Wealth's ears stood up.

"Oh, didn't you say it all? I am the owner of Fengmingshan Qinglong Temple, why didn't anyone believe it?"

Yang Chenyu didn't say much, so he took out the talisman letter he carried with him. This was originally used to leave a single item in other Taoist temples when Yang Chenyu was about to leave the ground, but he did not expect that it would become evidence to verify his words at this time.

"Let me see, hey, he's really a Taoist priest!" Yang Jintong seemed the most impatient. He grabbed the talisman and started to look at it, and he started to speak as he looked, and he was still worried about his words, just like Yang Chenyu had deceived him before.

However, Yang Jintong was able to determine that this talisman is a real person. After all, he is also a keen person who is keen on practicing Taoism. Although he has not received the ordination and granted talismans, he is still half a Taoist priest in the family. He has read many of these things, so he can naturally tell the truth or falsehood.

"It seems that the old Taoists are the real masters among me." The God of Wealth smiled as he looked at it. Zhang Xiaowan was very curious. She saw Yang Chenyu wearing a Xuanhuang Taoist robe at the airport before, originally thought she was a Taoist enthusiast like the God of Wealth, but she didn't expect that she was really a Taoist priest. This was just like the protagonist on TV suddenly ran to him, giving people a somewhat incredible feeling.

"Hmm? So, the wood carving you gave to Xiaowan was really consecrated by your Taoist temple? But I haven't heard of Fengming Mountain. Such consecrated objects are afraid that several high-level Taoists will consecrate for several months, right?"

Yang Jintong knew a lot, his words were full of doubts, and his own setting was overturned by him in a blink of an eye. In his opinion, the Taoist temple must be very famous to be able to consecrate such objects. There are few nationally renowned high-level Taoists that cannot be consecrated. He did not put his thoughts on Yang Chenyu.

Yang Chenyu smiled and did not finish his words. Wang Sanyuan had warned him before, not to be too high-profile. Besides, these things were prone to causing trouble, and Yang Chenyu was unwilling to see his friends suffer in vain. Therefore, he just said that it was the consecrated objects left by the Taoist temple before, and there were a few more items. This time he came out to exchange some money for the renovation and expansion of the Qinglong Temple.

As for who consecrated it, Yang Chenyu didn't say anything.

"That's how much is this emperor. I'll cover it all. How much is it? Please tell me the number and call you right away."

When Emperor Dongyue heard a few more items, he was immediately excited. Such good objects were rare in the entire Yanhuang Kingdom. No Taoist temple was hidden, and even if he looked at them a few more, he would not want to.

Think about it, the direct master Zhang Tianshi only wore that one on his neck.

Yang Chenyu shook his head with a smile. Yang Jintong thought the old Taoist refused, so he couldn't help but be anxious. He almost pinched Yang Chenyu's neck, but saw Yang Chenyu take out two wood carvings from his cuffs and handed them to them: "It's all brothers, these two pieces are for you, don't refuse."

"No!" Both of them shouted and hurriedly refused. After a few times, Yang Chenyu's face turned: "What? Don't you think I'm a brother? I have something to ask you for help."

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