"What? Hengcheng Planning Bureau wants to use my Drip View as the core landscape and develop a basket of tourism projects?"

"Watch the surrounding land, will the mountains be transformed into a resort with a very pastoral scenery?"

"The residents at the foot of the mountain are dismissed, and hunters and herb collectors are prohibited from entering the mountain, which will destroy the ecological environment?"

"At the foot of the Five Towns, this town without a name from beginning to end will be named after the Drishui Temple and is called 'Drishui Town.'"

Cheng Fan looked at the stack of documents brought by Li Dawei and frowned into the character "Sichuan".

He smelled the strong smell of money.

No, it should be said that it is the taste of capital and conspiracy.

If you place the Drop Water View into the scenic area, then you will probably have to charge tickets?

Wouldn’t Cheng Fan’s rule of not collecting tickets be broken?

With this point, Cheng Fan would not agree.

What's more, there are so many spiritual animals in the back mountain, and they are all Cheng Fan's old friends.

If the mountain changes greatly, where will it go?

When Li Dawei saw Cheng Fan's solemn expression, he said in confusion:

"People, because of your efforts, the living standards of the town residents have reached a higher level. Why do you look unhappy?"

"Living standard? Are you referring to prices?"

Cheng Fan threw down the document lightly and shook his head without objection.

"Well……"

Li Dawei scratched his head, saying that this is true. The transformation and upgrading of the town, the living standards of residents will increase accordingly, and the cost of living will also increase accordingly. Rising prices is an inevitable trend, but it will also provide more employment opportunities.

For small towns, no, it is also an opportunity to take off.

Cheng Fan instinctively rejects too much exposure. Although it seems to be a good thing and can bring a lot of attention and traffic to the Taoist temple, it will squeeze his time full.www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

If he spent 007 to entertain pilgrims, what was he going to inherit the Taoist temple? Will it be more comfortable to rewind?

For Cheng Fan, it is best to have a few pilgrims occasionally coming to the door, and they can still have plenty of time to tinker with things they are interested in, such as cultivation, alchemy and formations.

As for recruiting disciples, becoming bigger and stronger, and becoming a Taoist palace, Cheng Fan really doesn’t have that great ambition.

He mainly depends on the opportunity to accept his apprentice. When the opportunity comes, he will naturally accept it.

For example, Li Dawei in front of him has good qualifications and good personality. He has hinted to Cheng Fan many times openly and secretly, but Cheng Fan just didn't agree.

Ask, the opportunity has not come.

Speaking of this guy, why did it take so long to come?

Cheng Fan asked him directly, but he said with excitement:

"Xiao Xia and I stayed in Qingshi Village to introduce the outside world to them, tell them what the outside world is like and how beautiful it is, and look forward to them coming out."

Hearing this, Cheng Fan shook his head and chuckled: "But there are very few people who respond to you."

Those who survived in that great feudal dynasty, those who were deeply entrenched in slavery, made them understand what freedom and self are.

That's the same as putting a knife around their necks and asking him:

"Do you rebel?"

In their opinion, only by answering that one cannot rebel can one survive if he does not rebel.

If you answer the rebellion, it means that the heads fell to the ground. What else can you choose?

When someone constantly instills the idea of ​​freedom and uprising in a docile, kind and servile ordinary person, there is only one result: the leader of his people will reward you!

Sure enough, when Li Dawei heard Cheng Fan's words, he said with a sad face:

"No, it cannot be said that there are very few, it should be said that there is almost no one. Even that person is not a local from Qingshi Village, but a foreigner who accidentally entered Qingshi Village many years ago..."

Cheng Fan shook his head funny, "Do you really understand the people in Qingshi Village? Do you know how many years they have been closed?"

Dawei's head was shaking like a rattle.

"All one thousand four hundred years!"

"ah?!"

Dawei's mouth opened instantly and the boss could almost swallow an ostrich egg.

"How is this possible? How are they self-sufficient in such a large village?"

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Cheng Fan snapped his fingers and chuckled:

"Dawei, come to worship your ancestors."

"I, my ancestor?"

Li Dawei was even more confused when he heard this, and said tremblingly:

"Is it the ghost of my ancestor? The body? Could it be that he has become a mummy?"

He immediately thought of plots like ghosts and zombies in old Hong Kong-style movies. His first reaction was a dry corpse, wearing the official uniform of a certain dynasty, and there might be snakes, rats, insects and ants on his face, which was hard to describe.

Dawei covered his eyes in horror and carefully exposed a thin slit.

Humph ~

Suddenly I heard a soft hum and gave him a soft fist.

This time she kept her efforts and only sent a circle of black panda eyes to Dawei's eye sockets.

Dawei shouted loudly and quickly opened his eyes to see who was so vicious?

I looked up and found that this was a girl with pink and jade-carved hair, with a hint of anger on her pink and tender cheeks, which looked very beautiful even if she was angry.

In the stunned eyes, Cheng Fan said calmly:

"I'll introduce her that she is Lu Xin'er, and she may be your ancestor."

...

A moment later.

Dawei finally figured out the causes and consequences, and looked at Lu Xiner blankly.

This fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl has been in the tombs a thousand years ago until now?

Then what is the ingredient she has to do?

Dawei swallowed and asked:

"So, the observer means, let me take her back?"

Cheng Fan nodded, "Or what if it's? She may be your ancestor after all."

But when he heard Cheng Fan's words, Lu Xiner refused to agree. The initial thought of seeing the younger generation was suddenly thrown behind her head and rushed over to hug Cheng Fan's arm.

He shook his body reluctantly, his little face full of displeasure.

The fifteen-and-six-year-old body was tightly wrapped around Cheng Fan's arms.

Cheng Fan shuddered and his body trembled unconsciously.

After finally getting rid of his body, he was stunned by Lu Xiner's aggrieved gaze before his heart could be hardened.

"He won't do it, how can he wake up! How can he be brows!"

Lu Xiner gave a big look and said disdainfully.

"...Stattoo, is she scolding me, right? Forget it, you'd better spare me."

Li Dawei was silent for a few seconds and said with a sad face.

Cheng Fan touched his nose and it seemed that it was not suitable.

It’s really strange. Shouldn’t relatives “look at each other without saying a word, only tears flowing thousands of times”?

"Forget it, then Lu Xin'er should stay in Guanshi for the time being."

A sweet smile immediately appeared on Lu Xiner's face, and her deer-like eyes narrowed tightly, turning into two beautiful slits.

At this time, Lu Yun slowly took out the jade pendant that both of them wanted from his arms.
Chapter completed!