The Peerless God of War of the Female President

Yang Chen smiled slightly and said: "Ling'er, you seem to be a bit repulsed by this Yuming old man? I heard that he uses all the incense money he collects every year for charity. His character shouldn't be too bad, right?"

"Brother Yang, you don't know how much this Xiangyun temple can earn every day. The little money he puts out for charity is nothing but a drop in the bucket!"

"So, you are familiar with the income of this Xiangyun Temple?"

Qing Ling'er waved her hand and said, "You won't believe me when I tell you, but when you get there, you'll know what I said is true or not."

The few people walked on the mountain road for half an hour before they finally saw the archway at the entrance of the Taoist Temple. On the row of stairs were written three vigorous and powerful gilt characters: Temple of Xiangyun.

There is an endless stream of people coming in and out of the mountain gate, some are tourists in groups, but more are well-dressed wealthy businessmen Kuo Tai.

After entering the Taoist temple through the mountain gate, Qing Ling'er pointed to the merit box in front of the main hall and said, "Brother Yang, look, how much money is in that box?"

Yang Chen looked at Qing Linger's fingers, and saw a group of people scrambling to stuff money into a half-meter-square glass merit box, and a bunch of brand new hundred-yuan bills appeared in the merit box. It was too full to hold, but people still stuffed it desperately.

Yang Lin sighed, shook his head and said, "I really don't understand what's wrong with people. Could it be that putting money in a glass box is doing meritorious deeds?"

"Brother, should we also do some meritorious deeds, what do you mean?"

"No need, the merits we have done are far more real than those of these people." After speaking, Yang Chen directly walked towards a side hall next to him.

In front of the door of the side hall, there was a long line of more than twenty people.At the gate of the hall, there stood a young Taoist priest holding a whisk.

Yang Chen didn't line up, he walked up to the young Taoist priest and said, "Little master, please go in and inform Master Yuming that the old man Yang Chen is visiting."

But before the little Taoist could reply, he heard a man in the queue say coldly, "Do you still have some quality? We have so many people here to meet the real Yuming, why do you jump in the queue?"

Yang Chen followed the prestige, and saw that this man was about 40 years old, his hair was already bald, he was well-dressed, and he had a bulging black leather bag under his arm, a typical greasy uncle.

"My friend misunderstood, I am a friend of Master Yuming, and I am not here to ask him for divination."

"Cut, if you want to jump in line, just say so, you don't need to climb high branches!" The bald man sneered, and said disdainfully: "I've seen a lot of people like you, who doesn't know that Master Yuming only makes three divinations every day, so many people In the queue here, only three people can get their wish in the end, you just want to know in advance whether you will be a general!"

Yang Chen smiled and said: "I'm really not here for divination, believe it or not."

The little Taoist glanced at Yang Chen and said, "Sir, Taoist Priest Yuming hates unruly people the most. If you want to see him, you'd better go to the queue."

"Little master, you'd better report it. If you give my name and Yuming still doesn't see me, I'll leave right away, and I won't waste everyone's time."

"Tsk tsk, the more you talk, the more excited you are," the bald man mocked Yang Chen again, "Which one of the people who can line up here is not rich? Which one is not successful? Don't take yourself too seriously, or obediently line up go!"

Yang Chen ignored the bald man, but continued to say to the little Taoist priest: "Little master, Yuming and I are old acquaintances, if you insist on not reporting, then don't blame me for being rude, and go in by yourself."

"you dare!"

As soon as Yang Chen's voice fell, the bald man walked out of the team, walked directly in front of Yang Chen, and said arrogantly with his eyes wide open: "This is the holy land of Taoism, as a devout believer, I will never let you play wild here !"

Yang Chen smiled, looked the bald man up and down and asked, "What's your name, bro?"

"My name is Wang Shi, have you heard of it?"

Yang Chen nodded with a smile, "I've heard that Mr. Wang from Wanjia Real Estate has a fiery temper. Looking at it today, what I said is indeed true."

"Since you know Wang's temper, obediently go behind the queue and don't make me angry!"

Yang Chen said with a smile: "I have heard more than that, I also heard that many projects of Wanjia Real Estate have violent demolitions during the development process, the quality of the real estate is low, the sales contract is suspected of fraud, etc. News, Mr. Wang came here to line up to meet the old Taoist Yuming, is he asking about his future, or is he guilty of guilt, to do some so-called merit and find some psychological comfort?"

"Ha ha--"

Yang Chen's words immediately caused the people in line to burst into laughter, and one of them, wearing sunglasses, a bloated but heavily made-up woman said: "Old Wang, it seems that the whole world knows what you did, and it is said that you have been in the limelight recently Said, the higher ups are investigating you, are you here today to ask Master Yuming to help you solve the disaster?"

"Zhao Yanqiu, don't make sarcastic remarks here! What you do is no better than me! You rely on your daughter to be a star, so you open a shell company in her name, and you are a white wolf in the stock market. The stockholders’ money, after being investigated, still refuses to execute the court’s judgment, so you come here to find real Yuming, isn’t it a solution to the disaster?”

As soon as Yang Lin heard it, he leaned close to Yang Chen's ear and whispered, "Brother, do you see that there aren't many good people among these people!"

Yang Chen smiled and said: "Everyone, for those shameless things you did, someone will come to you to settle the matter in the end. I advise you to think about how to make up for your mistakes when you have time. The old way of Yuming can't save you. .”

"How does the brat talk?!"

Zhao Yanqiu's chubby face suddenly sank, "My mother's daughter is a big star, and I know a lot of rich businessmen and high-ranking officials. How can such a trivial matter be difficult for my mother? If those stupid stockholders don't want to make a lot of money, they will invest their money in In my company? It’s their bad luck if they lose in the end, they deserve it! If buying stocks can make money, wouldn’t everyone be a multi-millionaire?”

"That's right! Don't piss and take care of your own virtue. You don't even have an outfit that costs more than 100 yuan. You are still here to teach us, are you worthy?"

Yang Chen smiled, "The two of you formed an alliance quite quickly, and immediately turned your guns and opened fire on me, but I'm doing the right thing, so naturally I don't need to ask God for divination, unlike you, who have ulterior motives Restless."

"Sir, you are wrong."

Yang Chen's words immediately aroused the little Taoist's rebuttal, and he said with a solemn face: "Ren Yuming's Taoism is unpredictable, he knows astronomy from the top, and geography from the bottom. Naturally, he has supernatural powers to help anyone eliminate disasters. If you don't believe me, please leave on your own!"

As soon as Yang Lin heard this, he quit immediately, frowned and said, "Hey, what do you say, a little Taoist priest? Do you know who he is?"

"In the eyes of the poor, all people in the world are equal, and there has always been no distinction between high and low. Whether it is a high-ranking official, a wealthy businessman, or a commoner, the poor will treat them equally!"

"You make sense, right? I—"

Yang Lin was about to go back to the little Taoist priest, but was stopped by Yang Chen.

"Little master, let me tell you one last time, if you don't report, the old Taoist Yuming will probably blame you after I leave, and at that time, even if he invites me with eight sedan chairs, he won't let me be here After half a step into your mountain gate, whether you want to report it or not, you'd better think it through before deciding."

"You can pretend!" Wang Shi snorted coldly and said, "Who do you think you are? Daoist Yuming is a master of Taoism. He has already jumped out of the Three Realms and is no longer in the Five Elements. Yang Yuzuo, the Eagle Commander of the Protector of the Nation, is here, and the real person will see him whenever he wants, and he will not see him if he doesn't want to, understand?"

At this moment, a urgent cry for help suddenly sounded in the courtyard, and a young woman in plain clothes, holding a seven or eight-year-old boy in her arms, ran towards the gate of the side hall in panic.

"Reverend Yuming, please show mercy and save my child!"