Here Xie Ling explained in detail how to run the Taoist college.

Although Lin Han knew about it in advance, he was also listening to Xie Ling's explanation seriously.

However, he would also notice Mr. Li sitting in the wheelchair opposite from time to time.

That is the old grandfather who was once a Taoist priest in Qingcheng Mountain.

He looks like he is over 80 years old, but he may not be there yet, because he is not in good condition, so he keeps raising his head and looks at him from time to time.

Even when the Taoist priest and the others came in, the old man did not respond much.

His son Li Jialin said that the old man had a heart disease and was weak, so he was so serious that he couldn't even speak.

I can't go to the scene of the Taoist Academy in Hangzhou, so I have to come and see the photos of the Taoist Academy.

Originally, Li Jialin was going to see this for his father, but seeing that the old man had little time, he still wanted to fulfill his wish.

Xie Ling has finished describing the Taoist Academy's affairs, and Li Jialin said happily:

"It's great that this is the case. In the future, young people can learn Taoism in professional colleges and universities to avoid going astray. Alas..."

Li Jialin sighed after saying that.

It was this that made the old man Li, who was sitting in a wheelchair next to him and was holding an ebony crutch, sobbing as if he had been pointed at some acupoint.

Lin Han, Xie Ling and the other four looked at the old man who was sobbing with surprise.

Only then did Li Jialin realize that his words must have been heard by his father, so he quickly took out a tissue and squatted on the ground to wipe the tears that were about to burst out from his father's eyes!

"Oh, look at me...I said the wrong thing, Dad! I'm not saying you went astray...Oh!"

Li Jialin blamed himself, and he was really talking nonsense, which hit the wound in the old man's heart.

The old man whimpered, and Li Jialin repeatedly explained from the side that he didn't say what he meant.

Lu Xiaojia said on this side: "I heard from the bureau that Mr. Li was a Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain before. Maybe it was because of his youth that he suddenly felt sad."

Xie Ling and the others didn't know when Mr. Li was young.

Li Jialin felt that this was a long time ago, and it didn’t matter if he talked about it.

Besides, although his father was a Taoist priest, he had no wisdom at all.

After he comforted his father, he sat down helplessly and said:

"My dad is so excited that he is related to my sister's death."

Even Lu Xiaojia and the others didn't know about Mr. Li's daughter. They only heard from the director that Mr. Li was a Taoist priest in his youth and had killed demons.

But it is indeed unclear whether he has a daughter when he is young.

"I have never heard you and your father mention it before."

Lu Xiaojia said with a smile.

Li Jialin's expression immediately pulled back when he was a child. He recalled and said:

"This is why my dad wants to do charity, because my 18-year-old sister died in vain. Since then, our family has changed a lot."

Then Li Jialin talked about what he remembered.

At that time, Mr. Li was still young, so he told fortunes to people in the county town at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain to see Feng Shui. Occasionally, if someone does funerals, he will go everywhere.

It has indeed made him meet many little ghosts who came out to sway at night.

When someone had a strange disease and knew that it was a little ghost, he was not kind-hearted and ruthless, and directly set up a formation to smash it.

Of course, these are all little ghosts. He has the ability to drive them away. He doesn't accept too strong ghosts. He also knows how much he weighs.

At that time, he also made a lot of money and fell in love with a girl in the county town, so he went down the mountain to return to secular life and became an ordinary person.

But if he doesn't rely on feng shui fortune-telling and doing idle things to make money, he really doesn't know what he can do besides farming.

At that time, his wife was also pregnant, and he calculated that she was a twin.

In order to raise children in the future, Mr. Li returned to his old career.

People in the county town knew that he was a Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain. After word of mouth, many families asked him for his business.

Some of this matter are fun, some are typhoid and miscellaneous diseases, and some are feng shui.

In that era, we just entered an emerging society, so many places were developing, so many buildings needed to be sited and construction.

These jobs made Mr. Li a lot of money, but they also made him have a big deal!

Suddenly one day, a boss of a construction company was going to their county town to build a shopping mall.

So he brought people to the field for investigation.

Locals say that there is a Taoist priest living here and he is very good at feng shui.

So the boss took people to find Mr. Li's residence.

At this time, Mr. Li's wife was about to give birth at home for more than two months.

So Mr. Li often stays at home and does not go out to take care of work, but he comes to him with work.

That day, several Santala cars drove into the county and parked in front of Mr. Li's house.

Other neighbors from all square meters around came out to watch because I thought I had never seen such a rich family before!

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A group of people was about seven or eight people going up and down from the car, two of them were wearing leather jackets and black leather bags under their arms.

Others wore black trousers, tops wore striped sweaters that were popular at the time, and some wore large suit jackets.

A discerning person can tell at a glance that this is a group of rich people.

There must be something evil to do before Mr. Feng Shui’s house.

At this moment, the fluffy-headed boss wearing a leather jacket walked forward and reached out to knock on the wooden door.

"Master Li is here?"

At this time, Mr. Li was wiping the stove in the yard. Suddenly he heard a sound outside the door. He straightened his waist and took a look. His wife, who was placing the soles of her shoes in the main hall, said with a smile:

"I'm here to ask you for your business, go and have a look."

I haven't had much work lately. When the child is about to give birth, I have to earn some more money to do it!

Mr. Li nodded and lowered the rag and responded to the door:

"Here you come."

When he walked up, he opened the door and saw the number of people, he was really shocked by Mr. Li.

Seven or eight people were blocking the door, and there were neighbors watching the fun in the distance.

When the boss saw Mr. Li wearing casual clothes, he was still a little stunned.

What kind of Taoist priest is this? He doesn’t even wear Taoist robe, so it doesn’t look like it!

The boss was full of doubts, but the village chief beside him greeted Mr. Li with a smile:

"This is Master Li I'm talking to you. He used to be from Qingcheng Mountain!"

"We are the one who knows Feng Shui best."

The boss here saw the gossip floor tiles in the yard through Mr. Li's figure and immediately felt respect!
Chapter completed!