Xinghui Resort is located on the edge of Xingnan District, Yindu City, close to the mountains and the sea, and is well-known throughout the country.
It is such a five-star resort, but today it was booked by a local tycoon. The entire resort was booked. You know, covering the cost of Xinghui Resort is definitely a huge sum of money. What’s even more rare is that ordinary people with money can do it. Can't get it.
Soon, news came out that the person who booked the Xinghui Resort was none other than Xiao Feng, the big man from Tianmen who has been making waves in Yindu recently.
"Hey, old guy, when will you arrive? The entire Xinghui Resort has been booked according to your requirements. The price is not low, so you have to reimburse me," Xiao Feng stood at the entrance of the resort, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and asked Mr. Jing called.
"Stop talking nonsense, I'll be there soon," Mr. Jing said and hung up the phone.
"Damn," Xiao Feng put away his mobile phone and turned to look at the huge signboard of the resort. What on earth is the old guy going to do? He has booked the entire resort. It's not going to be a party.
Next to him, Zhang Yu was squatting on the ground, playing with a puppy. Seeing Xiao Feng finish the phone call, he raised his head and said, "Maybe Grandpa Jing is entertaining someone."
"Entertaining people," Xiao Feng was startled, then scratched his head: "With the status of the old guy, who else can entertain him like this?"
"You don't even know, how can I know," Zhang Yu rolled his eyes, touched the puppy, and stopped talking to Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng took a few glances and said: "Bitch,"
"Yes, how did you know?"
"Well, I know that opposites attract each other. If it were a male dog, you would have thrown the dog meat into the pot and eaten it," Xiao Feng said, then turned and walked towards the resort.
Zhang Yu raised his head, stared at Xiao Feng's back, and raised his middle finger: "Damn it, you are really evil."
Soon, Mr. Jing and Nangong Ji arrived at the resort. They took the tram around and nodded with satisfaction, saying that it was not bad here.
"Isn't it good? As long as the money comes, nothing will matter," Xiao Feng felt aggrieved and almost knelt down to beg Mr. Jing to reward him with some antiques.
"Come on, don't be so wronged," Mr. Jing patted Xiao Feng's shoulder. Just as he was about to say something, the phone rang.
"Hey, oh, you're here, okay, I'll ask Ah Feng to pick you up right away," Mr. Jing said, hung up the phone, and said to Xiao Feng: "Go to the door to pick you up."
"Who is it?" Xiao Feng was stunned. He had long been curious about who the old guy wanted to host when he opened the resort.
"You'll know if you go and see it, hurry up,"
"Oh," Xiao Feng nodded and took the tram straight to the gate.
When he got there and saw the person coming, Xiao Feng almost stared out of his eyes: "Master, why is it you?"
"Amitabha, little friend, we meet again," said an old monk in monk's robes with kind eyes, clasped his hands, and shouted the Buddha's name.
"Amitabha," Xiao Feng hurriedly returned the greeting, and then his eyes looked a little strange: "Master Huiyue, you were the one who called my grandfather just now,"
"It's the old monk," the old monk Huiyue nodded.
"Um," Xiao Feng's eyes became even weirder as he imagined a generation of eminent monks holding a phone and making calls while standing at the entrance of the resort.
"Little friend, where is Donor Jing?"
"Master, my grandpa is inside, please," Xiao Feng hurriedly asked Master Huiyue to get on the tram.
Old monk Huiyue noticed Xiao Feng's strange eyes and showed a smile: "Little friend, you and I have a close relationship with Buddhism. Do you have any doubts in your heart?"
"Ahem, Master, I have no doubts," Xiao Feng trembled when he heard the word 'Buddha's fate'. He wouldn't want me to be ordained as a monk. This is really not possible. Even if he is willing, his wives, big and small, The confidante will also be unwilling.
"When people live in the secular world, why should they be aloof? Everything is as long as there is Buddha in their hearts." After the old monk Huiyue finished speaking, his eyes fell on Xiao Feng's wrist: "Little friend, haven't you always worn the beads I gave you? "
Xiao Feng had almost forgotten about it. When Old Monk Huiyue mentioned it, his face turned red and he was a little embarrassed: "I was in a hurry when I left Jiuquan, so I forgot to wear it."
Old monk Huiyue smiled: "If you have Buddha in your heart, just don't commit murders as much as you want."
Xiao Feng nodded. He still respected the old monk Huiyue. He was a truly enlightened monk and worthy of respect.
He thought of the powerful Nangong Jishi and took a few glances at the old monk Huiyue. He wondered if Master Huiyue was also a super awesome ancient martial arts master. Also, didn't it mean that Master Huiyue rarely left Puchan Temple? Well, why did you run from Jiuquan to Yindu this time? What is the purpose of it?
Xiao Feng's heart was full of questions, but it was hard to ask. He could only hold back and wait for an opportunity to ask the old guy.
"Old monk, you are here," Elder Jing looked at Old Monk Huiyue on the tram and smiled.
"Donor Jing sent a message, how dare the old monk not arrive," the old monk Huiyue got off the tram.
"old man……"
"Who is that? Ah Feng, go to the door again and there is another old friend coming," Mr. Jing interrupted Xiao Feng before he could say anything.
"..." Xiao Feng was speechless, what did he think of himself? Also, wasn't the person invited by the old guy the same person?
There was no other way, Xiao Feng had no choice but to run again, and when he came to the door, he was stunned: "Taoist Master Danyangzi,"
"Little friend Xiao, how are you doing these days?" Danyangzi held a fly whisk and flicked it, wearing a Taoist robe and an immortal style.
"Haha, very good. How good is the Taoist priest?" Xiao Feng stepped forward and asked with a smile.
"Good or bad, it all depends on the human heart~ Well, why haven't I seen my disciple?" Danyangzi smiled, looked around and asked.
"You mean Wuming, he, ahem, he is busy with something," Xiao Feng grinned, but he muttered in his heart, this guy has been missing recently. I heard that he hooked up with a royal sister, and I don't know if he is busy now. However, he obviously did not dare to tell Danyangzi this, otherwise the old Taoist priest would have to go crazy.
Danyangzi didn't think much and nodded: "Well, let him stay with you and practice more."
"Yeah," Xiao Feng felt even more evil in his heart. He could grind the iron pestle into a needle, but I don't know if it could be ground into a needle.
"Let's go in, don't keep your grandpa waiting," Danyangzi said, getting on the tram.
Xiao Feng asked Mr. Jing and Nangong Ji to do this. Now that I see these people from the older generation, I feel suspicious and stressed. Isn't this a super awesome existence again?
"Everyone has arrived,"
"Master Huiyue is here," Xiao Feng's heart moved. Did the old guy invite a lot of people? What on earth is he going to do?
"Haha, is it just Master Huiyue?"
"Well," Xiao Feng nodded: "Taoist Master, my grandpa asked you to come..."
"Why, he didn't tell you," Danyangzi glanced at Xiao Feng, confused.
Xiao Feng curled his lips, his old guy was like this, no matter what he did, he was mysterious and secretive. He would never know a little bit about things he shouldn't know.
"No," Xiao Feng nodded frankly. He knew that these were all mature people, and it was impossible for him to hide his little thoughts from them.
"Haha, you can ask him yourself later," as expected, Danyangzi said with a smile without saying anything more.
"..." Xiao Feng muttered in his heart, grandma, sooner or later, the old guy's old tricks will be revealed.
Xiao Feng sent Danyangzi in, and Mr. Jing said again: "Go, there are old friends,"
"I'll go," Xiao Feng gritted his teeth, couldn't he take it all at once? Why bother yourself? Also, an old monk came and an old Taoist priest came. The next one will not be an old man. A nun.
Xiao Feng couldn't help but smile evilly when he thought of the 'old nun'. If he was really an old nun, he would probably have some tangled relationships based on his coquettish temperament.
When Xiao Feng left again, Danyangzi flicked his fly whisk and looked at Mr. Jing: "You have really made a decision."
"Well," Mr. Jing nodded: "He chose his own path, and I am very satisfied with his current performance."
"Almsgiver Jing, he is already very murderous. If you continue to do so, then he..." Old Monk Huiyue said the last thing, shook his head and sighed.
Mr. Jing smiled: "Old monk, didn't the Buddha say that one's true nature is the Buddha's nature? There are ten thousand ways to become a Buddha for ten thousand people."
"Well, even so, it's better if you have a good heart," said the old monk Huiyue, twisting the Buddha beads.
"I believe Ah Feng," Nangong Jishi, who had been silent until now, slowly spoke.
Xiao Feng had no idea that the topic the four talented people were talking about was surrounding him. When he came to the gate again, there was no one outside, not even the shadow of the little bitch could be seen.
"Damn, you just pushed me away and whispered something," Xiao Feng leaned on the tram. Just as he was about to go back, a car roared.
"Here we come," Xiao Feng looked intently and saw a luxury convoy moving from far to near, with several Mercedes Benzes at the front and a limited edition Maybach in the middle. The speed slowed down and finally stopped.
Such pomp and circumstance made Xiao Feng raise his eyebrows, who is this?
The car door opened, and big men in black got out one after another, looking around cautiously. Then the door of the Maybach also opened, and a young man got out of the car.
The young man got out of the car, glanced around, frowned slightly, and finally landed on Xiao Feng. Should he just send someone to greet them? He didn't take them seriously.
The four eyes met and collided in the air, creating fierce sparks. Xiao Feng could clearly see the beating anger in the other person's eyes. The person who came was evil.
"Ahem," a cough sounded, and a tall and thin old man got out of the car. The green thumb on his thumb was particularly eye-catching, and his eyes were extremely sharp.
"Who is this old man?" Xiao Feng moved his eyes away and fell on the tall and thin old man.
"Grandpa, they sent someone to pick us up," the young man also looked away, his tone a little bad.
The tall and thin old man looked at Xiao Feng, stunned for a moment, then showed a smile and walked slowly over: "If I guessed correctly, you should be Xiao Feng,"
Because this might be a guest invited by Mr. Jing, Xiao Feng did not dare to neglect and nodded: "Yes, old sir, I didn't know you were,"
"Old Sun Xiaoqi," the tall and thin old man said with a smile.
"Sun Xiaoqi," Xiao Feng's heart skipped a beat. The underground emperor of the three eastern provinces, Sun Xiaoqi,...
