Four hundred and twentieth chapters life is short of money
"Come, come, let's see the supernatural talents inspired by Sister Bao Bao."
Gu Baobao's house was very lively. Many junior high school classmates came after hearing the news, and there were also a bunch of little kids watching. She made a face, and tears began to fall down.
"Sister, you can cry whenever you want without even taking a breath."
The little kids applauded one after another, and all the junior high school classmates had subtle expressions on their faces.
"Baobao, what can you do with your supernatural talent?"
"My mother can beat me so hard that I can cry."
"Look at me. I pinched myself. Oops, it hurts. Did you see tears in my eyes?"
Some of these students have entered ordinary high schools, some are working as farmers at home, some have entered vocational technical schools, and some have helped their families run some small businesses and keep accounts, and have developed in different ways. For ancient bags, they have entered the stage of internationalization.
Everyone is envious of studying at An Yizhong. Being able to activate supernatural talents early is also a good thing, but the talent inspired by ancient bags is really embarrassing.
"I can become an actor in the future."
Gu Baobao looked proud. She had already planned. She would choose liberal arts as a sophomore in high school, and then choose film and television related subjects in college. After graduation, she could become a good actor.
"From now on, I will be the one to star in the tragic heroine."
Position yourself well, have a direction, and your future will not be confused at all.
"So bald brother, what are your abilities?"
Everyone was also curious about Xu Zhi who appeared together, and some people in particular recognized Xu Zhi.
Due to technological reasons, there are not many channels for viewing in Hua'an. Except for one or two national channels, they are the provincial channel and Hua'an channel. The level of entertainment is limited. The comedy program of the Provincial Games has many scenes of Xu Zhi.
, as long as it appears in front of others, many people can recall this face.
"I'm very capable"
In front of the little kid, Xu Zhi couldn't lose his authority. He took a bamboo made by Lao Gu and knocked it on his head, causing the bamboo to break.
“Awesome”
Xu Zhi clapped his hands, and the sound of little kids sucking in the air-conditioning could be heard from all around.
"I can still hit the bell with my head, but it's a pity that there is no bronze bell here."
The success of Jintou Gong gave Xu Zhi more capital to show off. When he was lucky, his head was as hard as a piece of iron, and he could smash wood and knock bells, and he could do anything.
"Can you hammer the big wooden door of Sister Bao Bao's house?"
"no problem"
Xu Zhi walked to the door of the main house and banged his head against the wooden door.
"Click"
There was a loud noise, and there was a hole in the wooden door. Everyone, old and young, was shocked.
"Ah, Mr. Xu, you've only been here two days and you're already causing trouble for me."
"Master Gu, please listen to my explanation. It's really not me who is stubborn."
"You mean my door is broken. It's a big wooden door that's ten centimeters thick." Lao Gu had a bad look on his face. His granddaughter was a little naughty, but this Xu Zhi was more than just a little bit. She was a troublemaker. She smashed it today.
Men, what are you going to do tomorrow? The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow.
"Look, there are holes drilled by insects here. This is all rotten wood. It must be infested with termites."
Xu Zhi pointed at a piece of sawdust. His head was not that powerful. It must be the problem with the door.
"Haha, Mr. Xu, you have three minutes to repair this wooden door for me, otherwise you will have to go to the manure field and turn over a piece of soil for me today."
"Grandpa, what are you doing?" Gu Baobao was not happy. It was just a door. Then he could find a wooden board and nail it on. Xu Zhi was still a guest at home.
"Do you think this is okay?"
Xu Zhi took out the banknotes from his pocket, dipped it in some water, and glued it in a circle, just to cover the hole.
"Really well done."
Lao Gu was extremely satisfied. This boy is knowledgeable. You can do whatever you want with the rest. It won't matter if he makes the chicken fly, the dog jumps, the pig squawks.
"Hmph, grandpa, it's true."
"Old lady, go and ask Carpenter Li to come over. We can use the big iron door they put in their house. He can knock his head on it as many times as he wants."
Xu Zhi stopped himself from tearing off the ancient bag and took the money back, with a smile on his face.
"I can't live and eat for free, so just think of me giving you a door as a gift."
He tried hard to persuade Gu Baobao, who was looking sulky, to stop him.
"My grandfather is good at everything, but he loves money and is obsessed with money."
"I told you earlier, what a great advantage this is."
Xu Zhi felt a little bit pained. If he had known that he would stuff hundreds of red envelopes into his wife's home, he would still not know how to behave. There is still a difference between society and students. Over the past few years, Xu Zhi has taken on the role of a student too much.
"Let's go to the Lotus Ancient Temple, which is the place where we worship in Meishan Township. The cave temple over there is carved with many unique martial arts skills from our predecessors."
The reputation of the hometown of martial arts is well-deserved. On the way to the Lotus Ancient Temple with Gu Baobao, Xu Zhi saw several farmers walking home carrying big trees.
"We here are all good at it. It's just that practicing Qi is a bit awkward. After all, it's too expensive and no one can afford it."
"That big tree probably weighs four to five hundred pounds, and dragging it along the ground would be a big deal."
After walking through many areas, many children were practicing sparring with bamboo knives and swords. This place is very popular in martial arts.
"This is the Ancient Lotus Temple."
In front of an archway, Gu Baobao pointed to the four big characters on the top, indicating that they had arrived at the destination of their trip.
The ancient Lotus Temple occupies a large area. As a place to pray for blessings, eliminate disasters, and pray for peace, the ancient temple has an endless stream of people. People from all over the country, even the county and nearby areas, often come here to pray.
"The people enshrined here are all famous people who have come from here. If you pay more respects, they will definitely bless us."
Gu Baobao had a sincere face and went around asking for worship. When she saw various clay Bodhisattvas, she would always put her hands together and pray.
"Young man, look at the white tiger energy on your forehead. I'm afraid there will be some unexpected disaster. Why don't you do some divination?"
When Xu Zhi was idle and inspecting the traces of these architectural sculptures, the old man holding the incense suddenly raised his head and stared at him with a smile on his face.
"Master, I don't believe in metaphysics."
Having been influenced too much by certain people, Xu Zhi had no love for metaphysics. Everyone played riddles and deceived each other. This knowledge was so profound that ordinary people could not master it.
"You are possessed by evil stars, and your parents are probably not around you, so you spend more time growing up alone."
"Looking at your complexion, although you have a strong destiny, if the people who follow you are not strong-willed, it is easy for certain results you don't want to happen."
The old man Xianghuo talked eloquently, as if he knew Xu Zhi's affairs very well.
"If you want to get rid of this evil spirit, well, you know?" The old man stretched out his fingers and rubbed them against Xu Zhi.
"Master, let me count on my fingers. You are short of money in your life."
Xu Zhi smiled and took out a banknote from his pocket. He wanted to see what kind of nonsense this old man could spout and actually deceive him.
"Well said, this is yours."
As soon as the hundred-dollar bills came out, the old man's eyes widened. Pilgrims would occasionally take a fifty-cent bill, but they would just pay a hundred dollars. It was rare in this remote place.
"No one is short of money in his life."
Regarding Xu Zhi's teasing, the old man Xianghuo muttered to himself.
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