Chapter 121 The Boss’s Feast

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Brother Dong was confused by this matter and said to himself: "Is there such a strange thing in the world?"

The lovely wife next to me said: "Then you two have a try! Whoever wins will do it to Brother Dong. When the time comes, I will give you a lot of rewards! The one who wins will be rewarded 20 million. Those who participate in this One person, reward one hundred thousand."

"Okay! Zhang Qilin, if you have the skills, let me compete with you!"

After all, Taoist Wu had been working in the Taoist community, and he thought he was better at burying graves and erecting houses than I was.

No matter what, if you lose, you still get 100,000 yuan, and you can get back all the sponsorship fees from this Lingshan Musicians Competition.

Everyone then started to go to the village down the mountain.

Master Ma and he didn't know where he heard that there were Taoist priests fighting at the foot of the mountain, and he also brought a few people over. Female stars like Bingbing and Ms. Zhao are very curious about these things. Moreover, they have had bad luck in recent years, especially Bingbing. It can be said that they are bleeding. Suddenly they heard that a master appeared. Of course they were very interested and followed Ma. I ran away.

With big bosses and female celebrities watching, Wu Daoren felt even more proud.

A group of people came to the village in large numbers. When the people in the village heard that Mr. Ma, Brother Dong, and Ms. Zhao Bingbing appeared in the village at the same time, it was earth-shattering news. They rushed over one by one, holding their mobile phones. Random shots.

"Holy shit! Master Ma has come to our village! If the chickens don't lay eggs and the birds don't poop in our place, why is Master Ma here? Is it because e-commerce is going to the countryside?" Someone explained while taking pictures with his mobile phone.

“I heard that we are going to develop tourism here, do Mr. Ma and Brother Dong want to invest?

"Wow! Sweet sister is so beautiful! She looks better in real life than in the photos online!"

"Why is Bingbing still with Mr. Ma, and Bitch Zhao?"

"Something big happened! Something big must have happened!"

The crowd was talking a lot. The village chief came all the way and lost one of his shoes. He was carrying it with his hand and said with a smile: "Master Ma! Are you really Master Ma? Aren't you the one in the imitation show?"

"Village Chief, look, this is Brother Dong! And...Sister Tiantian! You can't go wrong!"

The old village chief then invited several big men to come to the village committee.

I took the initiative and said, "We came to Lingshan this time to participate in a religious event. We found that your place has better Feng Shui and Dragon Vein. Brother Dong and Master Ma came down together to inspect and see if they could invest several hundred million in a small project!"

"Hundreds of millions? Ouch! My dear! No wonder I dreamed of a big sun setting in our village last night!"

The village chief was probably scared of poverty, so he started crying as he spoke.

"I finally got you here! Has it been easy for me these past few years?"

"In addition to the inspection, there is one more thing. We want to see the Feng Shui of your place. This is Taoist Master Wu, who is good at setting up graves and erecting houses. You heard that a young man just died, and you won't let the Taoist priest and I work together to build a house." Did he choose a cemetery? How about everyone treating the funeral as a happy event? If it weren’t for the death of a young man in your village, and his death was so tragic, we really wouldn’t have noticed how beautiful you are!”

"Okay! Okay! I'll go tell Old Man Wang right away!"

The village chief ran all the way to the deceased's house.

The village chief built a bridge in the middle, and the family of the deceased quickly agreed to let the two masters find a cemetery for their family members.

Wu Daoren was still a little confused and asked: "There is only one deceased, how can he be buried in two cemeteries?"

Brother Dong and Master Ma also felt a little incredible and looked at me together. I said calmly: "Let's draw a range, a route, choose two locations, and draw lots to decide which one to bury first. It will last for three days! Bury in the first place and see if it will be buried in the first place during these three days." Something strange happened. Move the grave in three days and bury it in the second place!"

One of the family members of the deceased, who looked like a gangster, shouted loudly: "What kind of trouble are you trying to make? My brother died so miserably. You are torturing him like this to make his death uneasy!"

The crowd was noisy and all were talking. The village chief's face didn't look very good either.

I know that in this world, money can make the world go round, so I said: "It is precisely because your brother died miserably that I chose two cemeteries, just in case. If one cemetery cannot place his soul, you Aren't you worried about him coming out to cause trouble? When the time comes, there will be something wrong in the village, can your family afford it?"

"Boy, who are you trying to scare? What age are you in? Can my brother still fake a corpse?"

"Whether it will be a corpse fraud, I can't tell yet!"

After I finished speaking, I said to Xiao He: "Call that old man to the courtyard next door and let's talk!"

Xiao He understood what I meant and called the deceased’s brother over.

"Brother, don't make things difficult for me! Your brother is dead and cannot be resurrected. My purpose this time is to teach that smelly Taoist a lesson. As long as your family cooperates well, please accept this small gift! "

I put my hand into Xiao He's handbag, took out 50,000 yuan, and then said: "Go and call the parents of the deceased brother. You can divide this money here as my condolences to you!" "

The country man suddenly saw so much money, and the bastard brother swallowed his saliva.

After a while, the parents of the deceased came over with red eyes.

"Two uncles and aunts! Keep this money! This time I have to fight with Wu Taoist because I have no choice. People cannot be resurrected after death. Your son's spirit is in heaven. I hope you will keep this money and live a good life!"

I gave 10,000 yuan to the gangster, and put the other 40,000 yuan into the hands of the two old men.

The old man's tears quickly rolled out.

"Young man, you are such a good person. I heard that you invited so many big people here. I don't have to accept the money, but there is something I hope you can do for us two. My son died miserably. The boss of the construction site and The contractor colluded and said it was my son’s responsibility, and they wouldn’t pay a penny!”

The old woman continued: "My son was actually beaten to death by them!

"Is there such a thing?" I was shocked.

"We have many servants, but we don't know a single word. What can we do if we don't agree with what they say? Young man, if you can really seek justice for my son, we will work for you as long as we live!"

"Okay! Please rest assured, second elder! When the battle between Wu Daoren and I is over, I will let the other party give you an explanation!"

The two old men immediately knelt down and thanked me, and I quickly pulled them up.

“Draw your sword to help when the road is rough, don’t do this!”

After helping the two old people up, I went to plot the location with Taoist Wu.

Wu Daoren took out his compass and turned it around and said, "I choose the southeast back mountain, what about you?"

"Taoist Master likes the southeast direction. Of course I support Taoist Master!"

"Okay! Then let's look for Feng Shui treasures in this back mountain!"

"Then...the Taoist Priest invites you first?"

I made an invitation gesture, and Taoist Wu picked his chin, snorted and said, "Brother Zhang, please invite me first!"