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Chapter 397

How beautiful is it?

Hearing this, Peng Bo couldn't help but wanted to ask, but when the words came to his lips, he held back, but Lin Jianyue asked for him. The White Dragon King smiled and said nothing. After a long time, he slowly uttered four words, "Fu Ke."

Enemy country."

oh.

The fat on Lin Jianyue's face trembled a few times. The Lin family is one of the top ten families in Xiangjiang, and Yang Shoucheng's wealth is also very considerable in Xiangjiang. However, according to the White Dragon King's inference, Peng Bo is more prosperous than all of them combined.

, much more scenery.

Both of them were speechless for a moment, but the following sentence made them immediately raise their heads, "However, you are going to be in trouble recently."

trouble?

Peng Bo smiled, "Sir, nine out of ten people are not going to have their life as they wish. No one is in trouble, and no one has it smooth sailing."

Seeing that he didn't believe it, the White Dragon King stopped talking and just said, "Look at this month."

Peng Bo knew that Chen Baixiang of Xiangjiang would always ask the White Dragon King first when facing important events. Not only that, he had been a gambler all his life and created countless legends in the casino, but he quit under the White Dragon King's persuasion.

What’s even more amazing is that last year, the White Dragon King warned Eric Tsang that there would be a bloody disaster in the near future. But dogs couldn’t change their minds about eating shit. On July 9, he still went to a nightclub to pick up girls. He was beaten wildly and needed more than 20 stitches on his head.

.In last year’s Miss Hong Kong finals, he had to serve as the emcee despite being injured and became the focus.

This year, Andy Lau fell into a lawsuit due to losses in film investment and was almost banned. The White Dragon King told the anxious Liu Tianwang: Your peak has not yet come, and you will have good fortune in the next 10 years. You will be in the entertainment industry for the rest of your life.

He also told him that he would be popular for a long time if he was humble, and even cared about his life and asked him to eat slowly.

"It is better to believe that something exists than to believe something does not exist." Yang Shoucheng, who was old enough to be Peng Bo's father, warned him sincerely.



The Departed was renamed Infernal Affairs, and the day for the opening ceremony was also chosen by the White Dragon King. The White Dragon King, still dressed in white, touched the heads of the main actors one by one and blessed them.

Lin Jianyue and Eric Tsang cut open the roasted suckling pig as an offering on the table, and all the celebrities knelt down beside the table one by one...

In his previous life, it was reported that this approach was useful. As an investor, Peng Bo was also optimistic about its success. He Wenxi has been by his side these days. He has finally been freed from the Xiao Tingfeng incident these days.

He was temporarily relieved and said, "Peng Sheng, the White Dragon King asked Yang Sheng to send a message to you."

"Give it to me? What words?"

"He invited you to Dai Country," He Wenxi blinked and smiled brightly. Her smile dwarfed many female stars present, "Can I accompany you?"

"Of course." Peng Bo couldn't bear to refuse, but he couldn't help but tease He Wenxi, "Aren't you afraid of what those tabloids will write?"

"With you as the media enjoying the media here, what should I be afraid of?" He Wenxi tossed back her long, waterfall-like hair, "Let them write, and no one will talk about any behind the scenes, and no one will talk about the behind the scenes."



The White Dragon King's mansion is located in the beautiful Pattaya. Peng Bo didn't take anyone with him except Chen Feng. The three of them took a very late flight to Bangkok. It was almost early morning when they found a car to get to Pattaya.

It's like one or two o'clock.

According to Peng Bo's idea, he first needs to find a hotel to rest, but He Wenxi is in high spirits and Chen Feng is also eager to give it a try. Judging from the looks of the two of them, Peng Bo can't resist too much.

However, if you arrive at two o'clock in the morning, it will be too late because there are too many believers.

Looking at it, the White Dragon Palace is actually a very large courtyard. There are temples, homes, and pavilions in the courtyard. It is surrounded by green trees and has a cool breeze. It is very spacious and comfortable.

Although ordinary believers can also seek to see the White Dragon King, it is not easy to see the true form of the Dragon King.

"The White Dragon King only sees people three or four days a week, and he sees 100 to 150 people a day." He Wenxi introduced. It seems that she comes here often and is also a believer of the White Dragon King.

"I remember one time I arrived at around 1:30, but there were already six or seven cars waiting in front of me, with about ten people on each car. Then I queued up at two o'clock. When I queued at five o'clock, a number plate was issued. After getting the number plate, everyone

The believers would go in to have breakfast together, burn incense after eating, or buy some amulets from the temple, and then they would call and take turns to chat with the old gentleman." He Wenxi still respected the White Dragon King.

"Chat, what are you talking about?" Chen Feng looked even more pious, "Are we still waiting in line today? Will we still have to wait in line when Mr. Peng is here?"

He Wenxi glanced at Chen Feng, "There is no distinction between high and low here. High-ranking officials and civilians have to queue up when they get here." She approached Peng Bo, "If he thinks you are very good, he may not say anything. But if

If you have a problem, he will take out something and hit you, as if to blow some bad smell out of your body."

The length of chats also varied. “In the first year, he chatted with me for about twenty minutes. Later, he talked less. With many people, he chatted for about five minutes.”

Well, Peng Bo was noncommittal, but queuing up like this was boring, but he became even more curious about the White Dragon King, whose ancestral home was Chaoshan, Guangdong.

Peng Bo looked at the long queue in front of him. The believers asked to see them without paying, and they had to pay for the incense themselves. The money had already been distributed in front of them. After collecting the money, they went to the temple at 5:30 to wait.

But a middle-aged man came over and asked, "Excuse me, who is Mr. Peng from China?" He spoke clearly in Mandarin.

"That's me." Peng Bo bowed slightly.

"The master wants you to go in first, saying that you are his invited guest and there is no need to queue up." The middle-aged man said and left on his own.

"This is Senior Brother Lu," He Wenxi introduced, "he is the eldest disciple of the White Dragon King."

oh.

It is always better not to queue up. Peng Bo followed him in and followed the prompts. He first offered 17 incense sticks and offered incense to the statue of the White Dragon King, Tathagata Buddha, White Dragon King, Eight Immortals, God of Heaven, God of Wealth, etc. in order.

There was a sound of magical instruments, and the old man in white clothes whom he met a few days ago appeared again.

"Welcome here," the White Dragon King looked at Peng Bo and handed over an apple, "Buddhist teachings say that no matter how powerful the power of magic is, it cannot defeat cause and effect. As the saying goes, "Everyone has his own cause, don't envy others." The field of blessing was planted in the previous life. This is

If you want to change your life, you must first change your temper."

Do I have a bad temper?

Peng Bo glanced at Chen Feng subconsciously. Chen Feng smiled and shook his head. Such a gentle and gentle boss never lectures or scolds people, and he also gives extremely high treatment. How can he change his temper?

"Temperature is a disposition that is predetermined at birth. It is brought from the mother's womb and cultivated in previous lives." The White Dragon King said no more. "Some people have wider finger joints, and some people have narrower finger joints.

This is all cultivated from past lives, do you understand?"

"Understood." Peng Bo's heart trembled, and his attitude immediately changed.

He Wenxi and Chen Feng looked at him in surprise. They only said a few words, and they didn't say anything. What does this mean?

The White Dragon King gave a rare smile again, "Be careful of the pig."

"Yes, master, I understand." Peng Bo nodded slightly.

When we came out of the White Dragon King Temple, the sky was just getting brighter.

Peng Bo looked solemn, and neither He Wenxi nor Chen Feng bothered him. It wasn't until the car drove to the airport and He Wenxi was seen off that Peng Bo asked Chen Feng to drive the car to a temple.

"Tell the people in the company that I am going to meditate in seclusion for forty-nine days. During these forty-nine days, no one should disturb me. I don't care even about big things."


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