"Taoist Master, is this cup of tea prepared for Mark?"
Ying Caihong's hoarse and trembling voice came.
Upon hearing this, Cao Yi glanced at the steaming Biluochun tea on the stone table and nodded: "That's right."
When he entered the kitchen just now, he vaguely heard the sound of a car. The place looked very remote, and there were woods for several hundred meters around. He guessed that the people coming were probably Ying Caihong's men, so he poured an extra glass.
"This, how is this possible?"
Ying Caihong received an affirmative reply from Cao Yi. His pale face, which had been tortured by illness for a long time, became even whiter. His body swayed, and he might have fallen to the ground if his hands hadn't caught the edge of the stone table in time.
She has always regarded true religion as a joke, started a cult, and deceived people's hearts.
Today I met a religious person with real ability, and I couldn't help but feel fearful in my heart. If there really is a god in this world, will God punish her for what she did in the future?
"Ying layman, drink tea"
At some point, Cao Yi, who had already sat down, raised his tea cup and smiled at Ying Caihong.
"Oh, okay, drink tea"
Ying Caihong sat down stiffly, picked up the tea cup with trembling hands, and put tea into his mouth.
"Actually," Cao Yi took a sip of tea, and the smile on his face faded and was replaced by solemnity: "In addition to the flowers of the other side, there is another terrifying thing in the goddess's tomb."
"Is there another scary thing?"
Ying Caihong raised his head and looked at Cao Yi in astonishment.
"Thousand-Year-Zombie"
Cao Yi slowly spit out four words.
Before departure, there was a secondary task among the tasks released by the system, which required him to subdue a thousand-year-old zombie. This means that there is very likely to be a thousand-year-old zombie in the tomb of the goddess that did not appear in the original plot.
"Millennium Zombie!"
Ying Caihong was startled and the cup fell out of his hand, spilling tea leaves and water all over the floor.
Anyone who is Chinese knows what these four words mean.
"Thousand-year-old zombies are born from thousands of years of resentment and filth. They are not afraid of any external harm. Once they appear, even if you get the Flower of the Other Side, it will be difficult to come out alive."
Cao Yi warned Ying Caihong based on his superficial understanding of the Millennium Zombie.
"Not afraid of any external harm"
Ying Caihong frowned.
She already believed in her heart that the prediction and extraordinary power Cao Yi showed just now had conquered her.
She was very unwilling to think that her only hope had turned into a dream.
She looked at Cao Yi with hopeful eyes, hoping that this mysterious Taoist Master Cao could help her.
"Actually, if you don't come, I will go to the goddess's tomb. As an upright Taoist priest, I will not wait for zombies to appear and harm the world."
Cao Yi said in a deep voice.
Ying Caihong didn't expect that there would be a bright future, and his pale face showed: "Great, as long as I can get the flower of the other side, I will pay the Taoist leader five million US dollars."
Cao Yi smiled and said nothing.
"Where is the shrine? I want to pay a visit."
Ying Caihong suddenly said.
"there"
Cao Yi pointed.
"Taoist Priest, I'll be back as soon as I go."
Ying Caihong stood up and walked towards the shrine.
Cao Yi looked at Ying Caihong's back and felt funny in his heart. The cult leader was frightened by the extraordinary power he had just shown and ran to the shrine to worship the Taoist ancestor for psychological comfort.
If Daozu, the old man (assuming Daozu is a personified person), knew something, I don’t know what he would think.
Two or three minutes later, Yoko's voice came from outside the door: "Honored Master, Mark said that he has never seen a Taoist priest before, so he insists on coming over to have a look."
Cao Yi heard the sound and looked over, and saw a man and a woman appearing at the door. The woman was Yoko, who had just left. She was holding the same red mobile phone as Ying Caihong.
The man is a foreigner with a medium build and a neat suit. He should be Mark, the global mining representative who signed the agreement with Wang Kaixuan and Da Jinya in the beer house in the original plot.
"Where is your respected master?"
When Yoko saw that Ying Caihong was not here, a puzzled expression appeared on his face.
"Going to the shrine"
Cao Yi said casually.
"What, honor your master and worship your god?"
Yoko looked shocked.
In the eyes of her and other believers, Ying Caihong is a living god.
For a living god to worship a god in a temple was too subversive of her outlook.
"The Taoist ancestor is not someone else's god, he is the Tao."
Cao Yi corrected Yoko's misunderstanding of Taoism.
"It's not a god, why is it called a god hall?"
Yoko retorted.
The little girl is very sharp-tongued!
Cao Yi smiled and explained: "It is called Shentang for the convenience of understanding and acceptance by the public."
Yoko was not interested in getting entangled with Cao Yi on this boring religious issue, and asked unceremoniously: "What did you say to the Master while I was out? How much money did you defraud from the Master?"
Cao Yi didn't say anything, just stretched out five fingers.
"Fifty Thousand Dollars"
Yoko narrowed her eyes slightly. Although this price was proposed by Ying Caihong before, she still felt very unhappy.
In her opinion, Cao Yi was just a Taoist priest who was cheating.
"It's five million dollars."
Cao Yifeng corrected calmly.
It seems like five million dollars is just a number.
"What, five million dollars?"
Yoko almost jumped up.
This amount was far beyond her psychological capacity.
Cao Yi smiled and nodded.
"you liar"
Yoko's eyes were on fire, and the red mobile phone in his hand creaked loudly, as if he would just throw it out if he disagreed with her.
"It's just your wish."
Cao Yi continues to be calm and calm.
Yoko was already a very hot-tempered person who would blow up even if he didn't order anything. Seeing that Cao Yi was taking advantage of him and acting like a good boy, he couldn't bear it, so he threw the red mobile phone in his hand away.
If he were an ordinary person before, Cao Yi's first reaction would be to avoid him.
The golden elixir transformation gave him physical fitness far beyond that of ordinary people.
The fast-moving red mobile phone seemed to him like a slowed-down movie.
He gently reached out with his hand and clamped the strong red mobile phone between his two fingers.
Yoko's eyes flickered, and he kicked his feet on the ground, like a cheetah descending a mountain, alternating his strong legs, and flew towards him.
What comes up is the Japanese national art of karate. The fierceness of the attack and the power are shocking.
An ordinary fighting athlete would have collapsed.
“Well played”
Cao Yi relied on his modified devilish physique to be one step ahead of Yoko every time, making Yoko's heavy blows fail every time.
After more than three minutes, Yoko, who was physically exhausted, had to retreat.
Bang bang bang... a burst of applause.
Cao Yi turned around and saw Mark, who had been watching the fun.
This foreigner, with an excited blush on his face, is obviously also a fan of fighting.
"What do you mean?"
After fighting under Cao Yi for a long time, Yoko couldn't get any favors, so he turned his anger on Mark.
"I haven't seen such a wonderful fight in a long time, especially Miss Yoko's performance, which was very good."
While Mark was feeling emotional, he did not forget to flatter Yoko.
The anger on Yoko's face eased slightly.
"However, this Taoist priest seems to be lacking in strength. Every time he faces a heavy blow from Miss Yoko, he will avoid it."
Mark said again.
With a creak, the door of the shrine opened, and Ying Caihong walked out of it. He just heard Mark's words, and his expression became very strange.
