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Thanks to this matter, Zhao Ye is on fire!

Because of his clean kick in the video.

"This is too handsome!"

"As everyone's half-sister, I never hide my secrets. The coordinates are 5 minutes and 12 seconds. The moment the little brother kicked the watermelon knife, the abdominal muscles were exposed. Judging from the size, it must be at least [-] yuan!"

"Successful airborne! This face, this waist, ahh, I can do it!!"

"Direct screenshots for collection, I can't take it anymore, in 3 minutes, I want all the information of this little brother!"

……

And this kind of message actually occupies a small half of the comment area.

Therefore, because he witnessed what happened, Shen Huaichuan, who was very concerned about this matter, inevitably came across these comments.

Seeing the screenshots uploaded by netizens, Shen Huaichuan recalled the feeling when he bumped into Zhao Ye that day, when he put his hand on Zhao Ye's lower abdomen.

Hard, like a lumpy piece of wood...

etc--

Shen Huaichuan suddenly clenched the pen in his hand.

He coughed uncomfortably.

What are you thinking about?

At the same time, Qingchuan Temple was hundreds of miles away.

Flipping through the comments of netizens, Zhao Ye touched his chin thoughtfully.

Today's young people are so...really?

Zhao Ye seemed to understand something!

So he lifted the corner of his clothes neatly, picked up the phone and took a triple shot of his abs.

Then he clicked on WeChat, picked a photo with the best angle and sent it to Shen Huaichuan.

Things happened so fast, the system was stunned by his series of operations!

"Host, you are too coquettish!"

Then it paused, and changed its voice: "But have you ever thought that this is actually sexual harassment!"

Zhao Ye: "Gah?"

So on the other side, Shen Huaichuan, who saw the prompt "You have a new message" appearing on the top of the phone screen, and then clicked in, happened to see this photo.

Shen Huaichuan: "..."

Zhao Ye's waist is also handsome, with copper-colored skin, massive muscles, and clear curves. From the ribs to the hip bone, the waist shrinks rapidly, forming a sexy line.

Shen Huaichuan was stunned for a moment, and the first thought that flashed in his mind was: "You really have eight-pack abs!"

He couldn't help but think of netizens' comments: "This face, this waist, ahh, I can do it!!"

In the next second, Shen Huaichuan reacted.

No, why is he still thinking about this?

With a bang, the phone in his hand fell to the table.

The secretary who was arranging documents at the side subconsciously raised his head: "General Manager?"

Shen Huaichuan remained calm and said softly, "It's all right!"

When the secretary lowered his head again, he hurriedly exited WeChat, wanting to do something to divert his attention, and then habitually entered the group of friends.

But what he never expected was that the moment the chat interface was displayed, it was Zhao Ye's photo that caught his eyes.

His group of bad friends below were chatting away.

There is a black hole in the Kikube area: let me wipe the drool off the screen first!

……

Read all the roots: visual age 20+, height 182, is this a living little wolf dog?

Shen Huaichuan subconsciously thought about it carefully, and finally confirmed that he was not wrong in his judgment.

A little wolf dog is impossible, Zhao Ye is a husky.

LOL returned my old attack: Not only that, the three basic attributes of wide shoulders, narrow hips, male dog waist, and humanoid pile driver are all gathered, and the only thing that is missing is the attribute of takeaway. I want to help him measure it! !

Shen Huaichuan: "..."

Why is the painting style of this group of little chicks getting more and more violent? !

Shen Huaichuan resisted the desire to follow his imagination, and silently turned off the phone.

He thought, it seems that today is not suitable for playing with mobile phones.

It's just that a seed was planted in my heart.

Zhao Ye guarded his phone for two full hours, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he found out that he was neither blocked by Shen Huaichuan nor received any questioning messages from the other party.

Thanks to Zhao Ye's idea of ​​"free offering of incense" and the impact of Xia Yao's incident, the number of people at Qingchuan Temple has soared by more than two times in the past few days, and the shortage of raw materials for beriberi ointment has barely been filled.

Daoist Lingzhen's business over there is booming, and Zhao Ye is not idle here, he is teaching Zhao Chenxing how to draw talismans.

Zhao Ye first taught Zhao Chenxing to draw three times, and then let Zhao Chenxing study by himself.

In the early morning of autumn, the sun faded from the heat.

Zhao Ye was lying on the rocking chair under the eaves, slowly shaking the cattail fan in his hand.

Zhao Chenxing squatted on the stool, drawing seriously.

Daoist Lingzhen was on the sidelines making beriberi ointment.

About three hours later, Zhao Chenxing, who had wasted a lot of talisman papers, finally drew a plague-killing talisman, and happily sent the drawn talisman to Zhao Ye.

"Ancestor, do you see?"

Zhao Ye opened his eyes, took the Plague Exterminating Talisman, and stroked his hair: "That's right, it's much better than your master's elm head!"

With the same teaching method, Zhao Chenxing can learn it in three hours, and Lingzhen Taoist master can only touch the threshold in three days.

Daoist Lingzhen, who was about to get up to make dinner, said, "..."

You are senior, you have the final say!

But can you stop using me as a negative teaching material in front of my apprentice, I don't want to lose face?

Zhao Chenxing immediately said: "No, the master is also very good..."

Daoist Lingzhen looked relieved, he was indeed his good apprentice, and he knew how to speak for the master at a young age.

Zhao Chenxing racked his brains: "...Master, he... runs very fast!"

Specifically referring to the Liu Xiaomei incident, Taoist Master Lingzhen not only ran past Liu Xiaomei who was flying, but also called for help while running away.

Zhao Ye was happy.

Master Lingzhen: "..."

This apprentice... I really can't let it go!

But running fast is also an advantage, right?

Believe it or not, if he goes to the Olympics, he will surely win at least half of the gold medals in the track competition.

Daoist Lingzhen thought angrily.

While the three of them were laughing, Fu Kaicheng came to the door.

He introduced a business to Zhao Ye.

Now the Taoist temple is getting busier every day, and Taoist Master Lingzhen can't get away, so Zhao Ye simply brought Zhao Chenxing along. After all, education starts with children.

Fu Kaicheng said: "The only son of the Li family who had the accident, he was ill some time ago. He suffered from a strange disease. He has seen both Chinese and Western medicine. No matter how he treats it, it can't be cured, and it's getting worse."

The Li family is in Songshi next door.

It was already afternoon when we got there.

The butler greeted him: "Mr. Fu, you are here too, please come inside."

As soon as he entered the door, he realized that the not-so-big living room was actually full of people. Looking around, there were at least seven or eight masters.

Fu Kaicheng: "Huh?"

The housekeeper quickly explained: "These guests, like you, came here on a special trip after hearing about our family."

"Oh!" Fu Kaicheng understood, turned around and explained to Zhao Ye: "Although the Li family is not visible, the Li family has always been benevolent and righteous. These people should have received the favor of the Li family just like me."

Zhao Ye nodded, and stepped forward to pay respects: "Qingchuan watched Zhao Ye, and met fellow Taoists."

Everyone present couldn't help but frown.

Not to mention that they had never heard of this Qingchuan Temple, it was probably a small mountain temple, but Zhao Ye, given his age, he should respectfully call them "senior".

The most important thing is, what can a kid, a child of seven or eight years old, do to help?

But even though he felt that Zhao Ye was not polite, the leader of the crowd, Daoist Fengyang, still said kindly: "You guys can't get involved in this matter, go back!"

After all, this matter of the Li family is not an ordinary evil sect, and even he is not completely sure.

Zhao Ye only said: "It's not easy for us to come here. If we just go back like this, wouldn't it be a waste of effort, we have to try before we are reconciled."

When even a straight-tempered person said: "I'm afraid you will hold us back!"

Then the two parties stopped talking.

Zhao Ye knew it was useless to argue about these things now.

The other party probably saw that he didn't know good and bad, so he simply didn't bother to persuade him.

He pulled the housekeeper over and asked, "Where are those masters coming from?"

The butler immediately introduced: "The one sitting at the top is the Taoist priest Fengyang of Songshan Temple, and the one next to him is Master Chen Yangchen of the Nanyan Chen family..."

Thanks to the Taoist Master Lingzhen, Zhao Ye has learned a lot of common sense related to Taoism during this period, so after hearing this series of names, he probably knows what he knows.

These people have either been famous for a long time, or come from famous families, in short, they all have backgrounds.

No wonder he is so self-sufficient and arrogant, but also kind-hearted.

Just as they were talking, a middle-aged man came down from upstairs. It was Li Zhengde, the current head of the Li family.

With a haggard look on his face, he first bowed deeply to the crowd, and then said: "I trouble you all to come all the way here, thank you for your kindness, let Li repay it later."

Daoist Fengyang immediately said: "Mr. Li, time is running out, why don't you take us to see your young master directly."

Li Zhengde immediately said: "Everyone, please follow me!"

Li Zhengde directly led everyone into the bedroom on the second floor.

As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a strong rancid smell.

Li Zhengde's son, Li Hao, was lying unconscious on the bed.

Everyone looked up, and above the hospital bed, the evil spirit shrouded, almost turning into substance.

Li Zhengde directly lifted the quilt from Li Hao's body.

He choked with sobs: "At first, he just had red rashes on his body. We all thought he was allergic, but when we went to the hospital, we couldn't find out what the disease was. Later, his illness became more and more serious..."

The crowd immediately surrounded him, only to see that Li Hao's body was covered with sores, and the bed sheet under his body was already soaked with pus and blood from the sores. Faintly showing the shape of human faces, there are as many as a dozen

Everyone gasped immediately: "Is this—a sore on the human face?"

"how come?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, the sores on their faces were transformed by grieving ghosts, in order to avenge their murderers.

In other words, Li Hao had more than a dozen lives in his hands!