On the plane, He Qingfeng and Su Min wanted the best for their daughter, so they gritted their teeth and booked business class.
In order not to put a burden on her daughter, He Qingfeng also pretended to be proud and said: "Thanks to Tiantian this time, if she hadn't 'calculated' that the little girl's dog was killed by her scumbag ex-boyfriend, the rest would
Pilgrims will not agree with our Taoist temple so much!"
And without that rush of buying, there would be no wild consumption the next day.
He Qingfeng, a profiteer, did not have the opportunity to raise the price and made a huge profit.
"Twenty high-quality talismans were sold, and there were forty or fifty ordinary talismans. Wow, that adds up to more than 100,000 yuan."
This is only one day's income, which is equivalent to the Taoist temple's profit for a month.
It was easy to earn extra money, and He Qingfeng didn't feel so distressed about spending it.
The family of three happily flew into the business class cabin. The spacious seats and more considerate and considerate services made them feel more comfortable.
"Fellow Taoist, you were also invited to the capital, right?"
There were other passengers in the business class, including an old man in his 60s or 70s, with white hair and beard, but a rosy face, somewhat like a child with white hair.
He found that although He Qingfeng was not wearing any specific clothes, he was wearing a bun and his expression was very good, and a hint of speculation flashed in his eyes.
In line with the principle of having many friends and many paths, the old monk, who has always been outgoing and likes to make friends, took the initiative to ask.
"..." He Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, but soon he extracted the key points from the old man's words.
First, be invited.
He Qingfeng felt that this old man who looked like a fairy seemed to have misunderstood.
He regarded him as a "fellow-minded person" and mistakenly believed that they had also been invited by someone.
Second, Taoist friends.
He Qingfeng did not wear any clothes that clearly represented his identity, except for his hair which was a little too long.
But in the current era of pursuit of individuality, if a man just keeps his hair long and wears a bun, even if he wears a skirt and lipstick on the street, outsiders will only look at him twice and not make any mockery.
There shouldn't be anything too unique about He Qingfeng's decoration.
But the old man still called him "fellow Taoist". Obviously, this white-haired old man should be a member of Xuanmen.
He really regarded He Qingfeng as a "same kind".
He Qingfeng's heart was pounding, but he didn't show any signs of it. He nodded slightly and said calmly: "Yes, I was indeed invited to the capital."
He didn't lie. The old lady in the capital did invite him to the capital and gave him 10,000 yuan in travel expenses.
However, He Qingfeng also knew that his statement would continue to misunderstand the other party and make them even more convinced that they were colleagues.
"Haha, we are indeed in the same group. What a fate. I, Su Qing, come from the lineage of Mai, and I know a little bit about the art of fortune-telling!"
Su Qing said it very humbly. Most people in the real metaphysics circle have heard of his name.
The iron mouth is cut straight and the yin and yang are designated by pinching, which is what Mr. Su said.
He Qingfeng is just a swashbuckler who doesn't even know where the metaphysics are from. He has never heard of Master Su Qingsu.
But, he is smart and smart.
Just by looking at Su Qing's reserved look and listening to the tone of his voice, He Qingfeng knew that this person should be a big shot with some background.
Although it is not absolute, He Qingfeng is very confident in his heart: people who are truly capable are more humble, while people who don't understand anything will brag randomly.
Mai's lineage?
Do you know how to read faces?
That's the magic stick that tells fortunes and fortune telling?!
Oh no, looking at this man's confident and calm look, he either really has some skills, or he is a bigger liar than He Qingfeng.
No matter what the situation is, it's worth He Qingfeng's taking a few more looks.
"Oh, it turns out to be Master Su! I have admired you for a long time!"
He Qingfeng deliberately acted like he was surprised that he had "heard his name a long time ago and finally met the true God". He bowed slightly and gave Su Qing a Taoist clasping hands, "I am a poor Taoist Qingfeng, the master of Guiyuan Temple in Nanshan!"
"Jiu Yang? Have you ever heard of my grandfather's name?"
Before Su Qing opened his mouth to return the gift, a young man sitting next to him said arrogantly: "What about the Guiyuan Temple? What about the wild Taoist temple in the corner of the corner? I've never heard of it!"
"Wenbo! Don't be rude!"
Su Qing scolded her coldly, and looked at her precious grandson with a hint of helplessness.
Alas, his grandson is good at everything, and his talent is outstanding. However, his temperament is not very pleasant.
At best, it sounds like you are arrogant, but at worst, you just bully people based on your talent.
He had a vicious tongue and offended many people.
That is to say, the Su family still has some status in the world of metaphysics, and Su Qing has a wide circle of friends. Everyone is selling him a favor with the Su family, so they don't beat this arrogant brat to death!
Su Qing originally didn't want to take her grandson out, but he was getting older and he was getting older.
The Su family still needs a grandson to pass on the divine image, so Su Qing wants to take her grandson to practice outside while she can still walk.
In this way, even if the grandson gets into trouble and offends someone, he, the grandfather, can make amends as soon as possible.
result--
We had just boarded the plane and before we arrived in the capital, this bastard started spitting again.
Although Su Qing had never heard of Guiyuan Guan.
He was probably just like his unlucky grandson, a wild Taoist with no foundation.
But, no matter what the situation of other people's Taoist temples is, you can't say it to their faces.
Isn't this a deliberate provocation?
The key is that if you offend others, you won't gain anything.
Why bother?!
Sometimes, Su Qing really doesn't understand why her grandson is so talkative every day.
Su Qing was confused, but He Tiantian, who was sitting next to He Qingfeng, knew very well.
If not for any other reason, the main reason why Su Wenbo is so annoying is because he is the best villain in the script.
His arrogance is used to set off the humility and gentleness of the male protagonist;
His sharp tongue is used to set off the heroine's sharp tongue;
His famous family background is to explain a truth, "Heroes do not ask where they come from."
Su Wenbo is just a tool for action. The only value of his existence is to set off the protagonist, and he tries his best to be a monster and then gets slapped in the face by both the male protagonist and the female protagonist.
They are both villains, but He Tiantian has no sympathy for Su Wenbo at all.
Because this guy's character is so annoying, he always targets his own father when he opens his mouth.
Why Tiantian protects his shortcomings?
She poked her little head out of the seat, glanced at Su Wenbo intently, and said in a sweet voice: "Brother, your hall is black, and there is a bloody disaster!"
Su Qing, who was apologizing:...
Su Wenbo, who looked cool and unruly:...
And He Qingfeng, who was clearly angry but pretended to be magnanimous:...
His forehead twitched, He Qingfeng quickly stretched out his hand to push his precious daughter back to the seat, and said nonchalantly: "I'm sorry, the child is young and ignorant!"
These words are somewhat familiar!
Su Qing felt a little feverish on his face because he was the one who often said this.
After all, his unlucky grandson was really talkative and often got into trouble, and as an elder, Su Qing would apologize from time to time.
The child was too young and didn't speak properly, which was the only excuse he could think of.
But at this moment, Su Qing was particularly embarrassed.
Compared to my grandson who is over 20 years old and over 180cm tall, the little girl opposite is a real child.
And the excuse that the Guiyuan Temple Master said that he was "ignorant" was more convincing than Su Qing.
...Oh, my mind was in a mess, and Su Qing just felt like she was in a terrible mood.
He regretted a little why he had to say hello to He Qingfeng.
If he didn't take the initiative to speak, his grandson wouldn't—
"Haha, I understand, I understand! Speaking of which, it's my grandson who doesn't speak in a measured way——"
Su Qing smiled coquettishly and tried to get rid of this topic.
He Qingfeng twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a perfunctory smile.
"You said I had a bloody disaster? Little girl, you can't talk nonsense!"
"Do you know what our Su family does? Our ancestors studied in Maoshan and learned a unique skill over hundreds of years, which is the art of linen physiognomy!"
The two "elders" tried to resolve the matter, but Su Wenbo, one of the naughty children, refused.
He leaned out half of his body and pointed his finger directly at He Tiantian.
He Tiantian didn't worry too much. She followed Su Wenbo's example, leaned out and said to Su Wenbo across the aisle: "Of course I didn't say nonsense, you are just in a bloody disaster!"
When He Tiantian spoke, she looked down at the phone and watch on her wrist, "Well, if you wait another two hours and fifteen minutes, you will definitely bleed and get injured!"
Just now, the flight attendant announced in a sweet voice: "...the estimated flight time is two hours!"
In other words, after the plane arrives at the airport, not long after the passengers get off the plane, Su Wenbo will suffer a bloody disaster!
Su Wenbo: ...I am quite talented in physiognomy. I can deduce fortunes from people's faces. Even if I can tell that there is a bloody disaster, it is only within a general time range.
Like this little girl, who directly and accurately gives hours and minutes... Do you think you are writing an urban supernatural novel?
"Little girl, you, you -" Su Wenbo, who was so venomous that he didn't know what to say.
The scene fell into an eerie silence again.
"Haha, the little girl is very, very lively!"
Su Qing complained in her heart for the nth time that she shouldn't have taken the initiative to provoke him, but she had to live with her smiling face.
He Qingfeng felt relieved when he saw that his daughter had not suffered any loss.
His smile was much more sincere than before, he nodded vigorously, and echoed: "My daughter is the most intelligent, has a good personality, is sunny and lively..."
Su Qing's two grandsons: ...Please, stop talking. I (my grandfather) really wasn't praising your daughter just now, I (he) was just saying it casually.
Of course He Qingfeng knew that Su Qing said this just to ease the atmosphere, but he deliberately praised his daughter crazily.
Huh, your grandson is over 20 years old and he still can’t speak human language. I am a Taoist priest who came from a wild Taoist temple in the corner of the corner, so I naturally have to teach you a lesson.
Su Wenbo opened his mouth and wanted to say some more venomous words, but Su Qing grabbed him.
Su Qing gave her unlucky grandson a stern look, as if to say: If you dare to cause trouble again, I will take care of you!
Although Su Wenbo is annoying, he is not really stupid.
He dares to be so arrogant and unrestrained outside, firstly because he feels that he is talented, and secondly because he knows that he has a backer.
Now that his patron was angry, Su Wenbo suppressed his restless heart.
"Dad, you are also very powerful. Although we are not a family of fortune tellers, our Guiyuan Guan family is truly a famous family of talismans."
As a filial daughter, He Tiantian will certainly not let her father perform a one-man show.
She unceremoniously accepted all of her father's compliments and then blew a rainbow fart at her own father.
When it came to the "talisman", He Tiantian deliberately stuck out her little head and said to Su Wenbo, who was slumped on the seat in anger: "This man who is so unlucky, do you want to ask my dad for a peace charm?"
?”
“Our Guiyuan Guan’s peace charms are the most effective, the price is fair, and they are trustworthy!”
"A peace charm refined by the temple owner himself only costs 2999——"
Su Qing had never heard of Guiyuan Guan, so he didn't have much respect for the so-called master of Guiyuan Guan.
Otherwise, when his grandson provoked He Qingfeng with his mean words, Su Qingcai just scolded him a few times.
If it were a bigger sect, Su Qing would definitely do a good job.
Even if it's just a bluff, Su Qing will make the other party feel that the Su family values them and is willing to give the other party face.
Unlike just now, Su Qing was very casual with He Qingfeng and regarded him as someone who could be easily offended.
However, although Su Qing did not think highly of He Qingfeng, he still regarded him as a member of Xuanmen.
But at this moment, when I heard He Tiantian jokingly talking about "peace charms" and giving back 2999 for one, I was just like a liar in the world.
Su Qing suddenly felt sick as if he had eaten a fly.
The squeezed smile on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by the inviolable majesty of a Taoist master!
Well, it’s the kind of disdainful look that orthodox people look down on liars.
Straightforward and unabashed!
"Ha! Peace Talisman? 2999 for one? You think it's TV shopping!"
Sensing Su Qing's emotional changes, Su Wenbo was like a mad dog breaking free from the leash, barking at He Tiantian.
If the flight attendant hadn't started handing out dinner, Su Wenbo wouldn't have acted too meanly in front of outsiders, so he stopped talking.
After finishing the meal and taking a short rest, Su Wenbo, who was bored, turned around and saw the family of three again.
Charlatan!
Huh, they are all these shameless magicians who have ruined the reputation of their Xuanmen.
Just wait. When you arrive in Beijing and get off the plane, I will make sure you look good!
He Tiantian was lying on the flat seat, covered with a thin blanket, taking a nap with her eyes closed. She keenly caught a hint of malice.
No need to ask, he must be the best little villain that everyone hates dogs.
This little supporting character is really annoying.
After a bloody disaster, He Tiantian didn't feel any psychological burden at all.
At night, the plane arrived at Beijing Airport.
The group got off the plane, went to the exit, picked up their luggage and prepared to leave.
However, Su Wenbo still remembered the grudges on the plane. He took the suitcase and did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he kept searching for the traces of He Qingfeng's family.
As a result, when a strong man was picking up his luggage, his hand accidentally slipped and the huge suitcase slipped out.
Bang!
The suitcase hit Su Wenbo's leg hard.
Su Wenbo was unprepared for the moment and fell down due to the force.
Even more coincidentally, when Su Wenbo landed, his head hit the corner of the square column.
Wow!
There was a dull pain in his forehead, and Su Wenbo felt that his eyes were covered in thick liquid.
Before he could wipe his hands in panic, he heard a familiar little voice in his ear: "Two hours and fifteen minutes, the bloody disaster has come true! Not one minute more, not less!"
"I told you to buy a peace charm from my father, but you refused to listen. Oh, what is this called? It's hard to persuade a damn ghost with good words?!"
