A mist-shrouded valley with a radius of dozens of miles, with lush trees and rugged rocks. The stone peaks on both sides are more than thirty feet high and have sharp cross-sections. From a distance, they look like chopped tree trunks.
Deep in the valley, the clear river flows gurgling, and the standing reeds stand in the water like bed tents, blocking the view of outsiders.
With a splash of water, the naked body came out of the water. The cool river water flowed through the white goose neck and turned into crystal clear water drops, along the alluring curves, in the snow-white and delicate And it rolls happily on the huge round surface. The water droplets chased each other, and soon a slender hand stuck to a smooth and white beautiful back, all the way down...
Xu Jiarong was taking a shower. She had just redeemed her points for the elixir to cleanse the muscles and cut the marrow. A lot of black stuff appeared all over her body, which was dirty and smelly. Chu Feng brought her here.
The morning sun was extremely warm. Xu Jiarong, who had been swimming for a long time, lay lazily on the big rocks on the shore, her body still soaked in the water, her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, and soon she fell asleep.
…
In the unfinished construction area of Shangqingguan, many workers were talking softly.
"Nima, what a ghost. Yesterday there was a barren mountain in the west. When I woke up, a temple appeared."
"I just went to see it, mommy, the temple is actually called Lanruo Temple."
"There are more and more weird things happening these days."
"Lanruo Temple, there won't be Dryad Granny and Nie Xiaoqian inside."
"There's a fart, and there's a bald head inside."
“There’s only one monk in such a big temple?”
"yes"
"I'm curious how he can clean such a big temple."
"Who knows, by the way, Zhang Wei, who is hanging out with the Taoist priest, is also there."
"Damn it, is this guy a Taoist or a Buddhist?"
…
At this moment, in the Zen room of the temple, Zhang Wei was sitting in the corner, holding a scroll and looking at it with great concentration.
In the center of the house, on a yellow futon, Master Huihai, who for some reason has transformed into a middle-aged man, is sitting cross-legged.
Opposite him was a middle-aged man with a Buddhist bead on his wrist, linen clothes and cloth shoes, a calm temperament, and a scent of agarwood.
"Donor, why did you come to see this poor monk specifically?"
Master Huihai opened and closed his eyes, and Baoxiang asked solemnly.
"Master, I am very rich now, but I am not happy at all. Can you tell me what to do?"
The middle-aged man's well-maintained face was full of loneliness.
Master Huihai felt like shit in his heart and asked tentatively: "How rich are you?"
The middle-aged man was silent for a while, then stretched out nine fingers.
Master Huihai was in awe.
"A nine-digit savings is considered relatively wealthy nowadays."
The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed again.
"It's nine hundred properties."
Master Huihai narrowed his eyes slightly, "Damn it, if we don't pretend to be cool, we can continue to play."
The middle-aged man stretched out three more fingers, and the look of loneliness on his face was even worse than before.
Damn it, just say it, what are you pretending to be? Master Hui Hai greeted the middle-aged man’s eighteen generations of ancestors in his heart.
When the middle-aged man saw that Huihai remained silent, he sighed and said, "I have invested in thirty companies, including Ali Baba, Tengxun, NetEase, Baidu, Wuliangye, Yunnan Baiyao, Youjiu Games, uh, I don't remember the rest. Some have increased hundreds of times, and some have increased thousands of times."
Master Huihai stretched out his hands and spread them to both sides.
The middle-aged man thought for a few seconds and suddenly realized: "Master, you want me to let go of my arms and not be fettered by these vulgar things."
Master Huihai shook his head and leaned forward.
"No, Shenhao, let's be friends!"
The middle-aged man was stunned for a few seconds, with a look of disappointment on his face. The holy monk mentioned in the news actually had such virtue.
"Zhang Wei, hurry up, I caught a wild Shenhao system host."
Master Huihai suddenly hugged the middle-aged man fiercely.
Zhang Wei, who was reading the scroll, suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with jealousy.
"Is he the host of the Shenhao system?"
Master Huihai smiled so hard that it almost reached his ears.
"I have invested in so many super companies, and I still like to show off so much. I am not the system host. I will cut off my head and play it as a ball for you."
Zhang Wei came over, looked at the struggling middle-aged man carefully for a while, and said suspiciously: "How do you know he is just showing off, not bragging?"
Master Huihai's smile froze. Those companies just now were all hot-selling listed companies. Most people would be surprised if they caught only three or two. But this guy caught thirty companies. No matter how you look at it, it looks like he is bragging.
"I don't know what you are talking about. Let me go. My bodyguards are outside."
The middle-aged man shouted.
Master Huihai let go of the middle-aged man and looked at him with bright eyes.
"You didn't lie just now?"
The middle-aged man didn't answer. He straightened his clothes, snorted, stood up, and walked away proudly.
Looking at the middle-aged man's retreating figure, Zhang Wei felt a little moved.
"Do you want to chase?"
Master Huihai dragged his chin, thought for a while with a playful look on his face, and finally shook his head.
"He'll come again."
Zhang Wei looked puzzled and had a falling out, why would he come again.
Master Huihai pointed to the east with an affirmative look on his face.
"He will definitely visit the Taoist priest."
…
In the black extra-long RV, Jin Shiren's thick eyebrows were slightly wrinkled together. Just as Hui Hai had guessed just now, he was indeed a Shenhao system host.
Moreover, it has been more than twenty years since he obtained the Shenhao System. With nearly one trillion in assets, he has enjoyed all the wealth in the world.
Recently, he felt more and more empty, boring, and meaningless.
He learned that there was a very powerful monk and a Taoist priest in the Jiangbei mountain area. He came here specially to ask for advice, but he didn't expect that being famous was not as good as meeting him. The monk was a complete vulgarity.
"I wonder when that Taoist priest will come back?"
Jin Shiren, who was feeling depressed, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and started smoking silently.
Ding dong, ding dong, a pleasant cell phone ringtone rang.
"What's up?"
Jin Shiren picked up the phone and asked angrily.
"Boss, that Taoist priest is back."
The voice on the other end of the phone was very excited.
"I see"
Jin Shiren put down his cell phone, was silent for a while, and ordered the driver to drive to the entrance of Shangqing Temple.
Since the temple is very close to Shangqing Temple, it took less than two minutes to arrive.
Jin Shiren got out of the car and saw that although the construction was only half completed, the Shangqing Temple was already extremely majestic, and his sense of expectation was a little less.
In his opinion, a monk who values external things too much can only be said to be a vulgar creature.
"boss"
A man in black and dozens of strong men in black walked out of Shangqing Temple and lined up to greet Jin Shiren.
"Don't do these clichés"
Jin Shiren waved his hand and strode in.
Due to the ongoing construction, there was a lot of dust. Jin Shiren took out a white handkerchief and covered his nose before moving forward.
Suddenly, a fairy-like woman with outstanding grace and a peach blossom face came into his sight.
