After time travel, I got rich by catching ghosts and selling talismans

Yuan Baobao carefully read the business form again, gritted his teeth, and said, "Senior Wu Xuan..."

Wu Xuan raised his eyes, his eyes were cold: "?"

"That... the level of business that is simply neat and never troublesome, roughly how much?" Yuan Baobao asked with a smile on his face, carefully looking at Wu Xuan.

Grandmaster Wuxuan's posture is dignified and dignified, his smile is like broken snow on a mountain, untouched by the world, he is very indifferent to fame and wealth at first glance: "It's not expensive."

He said calmly, "The package price is 500 million, and the deposit is 350 million."

Yuan Baobao's heart hurts, is this not expensive? !It's enough for him to show Feng Shui four or five times!

He dawdled and asked, "Can it be cheaper?"

Wu Xuan took a sip of tea, and said with a half-smile: "Mr. Yuan thinks the safety of his family is more important, or is this 500 million yuan more important? Or, Mr. Yuan thinks the safety of his family is not worth the 500 million yuan? "

He changed from his previous good-natured appearance, and his posture was casual with the aura of a high-ranking person, it was almost overwhelming.However, Yuan Baobao really does like this. Thinking that he was disturbing the black people's house online, and was exposed by others just now and concealed some details, he smiled embarrassingly, took out the card and put it on the POS machine that Wu Xuan pushed over. A deposit of 350 million was paid.

Wu Xuan took the news that popped up on the phone screen into his eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips: "Mr. Yuan is really a cheerful person."

Yuan Baobao gave a wry laugh, rubbed his hands together and asked, "Then I don't know when Senior Wu Xuan can..."

When to leave, help him solve the matter.

After receiving the money, Grandmaster Wu Xuan was still very talkative. He put down the white porcelain cup in his hand and said with a smile, "If Mr. Yuan is in a hurry, you can do it today."

In a hurry, of course I am in a hurry!

Yuan Baobao patted the armrest of the sofa excitedly: "Then please leave it to Senior Wu Xuan!"

Wu Xuan's eyes swept over the armrest of the sofa that had been slapped down by him, and he nodded indifferently: "Then please wait a moment, Mr. Yuan."

He got up, found a small bag, went to get a stack of talismans in a stylized manner, and after thinking about it, after putting the talismans into the small bag, he took a few small cakes that Cen Yuan had made before, packed them up and put them together go in.

The little paper figurine slowly moved out from the side, and called softly, "Master."

Wu Xuan paused, and lowered his eyes to look over.

The little paper figurine came out from the corner shyly, and raised its hands behind its back in front of Wu Xuan: "This is Brother Cen asking me to give it to you."

Brother Cen?

Wu Xuantao narrowed her flowery eyes slightly, and glanced at the little spirit flower held by the little paper figurine.

When did Cen Yuan become so familiar with this little paper figurine he raised?

Meeting Wu Xuan's gaze, the little paper man lowered his head guiltily.

"This is really from Fellow Daoist Cen?" Wu Xuan asked with a smile as soon as he raised his hand, he held the little paper figurine in his hand.

The little paper man grunted.

It accidentally knocked over the snack that Cen Yuan had left for Wu Xuan, so it sneaked into the field to stroke a flower to make do with it.

Wu Xuan raised his eyebrows, and repeated it word by word: "...you knocked over the dim sum."

The little paper man struggled frantically: "Oh!"

Wu Xuan knocked on its head and brought the flower over: "Be careful next time."

Little paper man: "...Yes."

Wu Xuan, who had been soft-hearted just now, sneered at this moment, and then forcibly deducted half a month of his aura package.

As for the snacks, Grandmaster Wuxuan squeezed the small cakes in the bag and sighed secretly. Although it was a pity, but...

Next time, you can use this as a reason to ask Fellow Daoist Cen to make him more snacks again!

Grandmaster Wuxuan showed a cruel smile, and after telling the little paper figurine and the monkey spirit not to be lazy and take good care of the experience hall and those spiritual flowers and plants, he took his bag and walked out.

Yuan Baobao was so anxious that his buttocks were moving back and forth on the sofa. Seeing Wu Xuan coming out with a small bag, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Senior Wu Xuan, we just...?"

Wu Xuan nodded calmly: "Well, let's go to your hometown first."

As he said that, he took out four peace talismans: "Before that, Mr. Yuan might as well hand these a few talismans to your respected relatives."

Yuan Baobao is half a bottle of water, but it's not completely without water. As soon as he got those talismans, he felt the spiritual energy coming from them. It was pure and thick. It was obviously more expensive than he bought it from acquaintances before. The authentic talismans I got are much better.

Thinking of how he frantically said on the Internet that the talismans sold by others were all fake, Yuan Baobao felt a little ashamed, and silently took the four peace talismans.

He first drove back to his current home and solemnly handed over the magic talisman to his mother, wife and children, then simply and neatly took the magic weapon he had saved before, and rushed to the airport to meet Wu Xuan.

Wu Xuan was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. Because of the cold weather, he also put on a black long windbreaker very much like the Romans did. His long hair was loose and his face was cold and gorgeous. It was cold, many girls and some boys stood in the waiting hall, all of them looked at him quietly with their bright eyes.

He was carrying a backpack by his side on his shoulder, with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other hand holding his mobile phone and slightly lowering his head to browse Weibo. When Yuan Baobao walked over, he bumped into a young man who was peeping at Wu Xuan before he had time to look at the road, and he was in a sudden mood It's a bit complicated.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The young man apologized wildly, pulled up his suitcase and looked in Wu Xuan's direction for a few more glances, then hurriedly ran in the direction of the airport bus.

Yuan Baobao: "..."

When you say sorry, can you look back at him and say it?

Yuan Baobao stopped and looked at Wu Xuan who was not far away, then raised his hand to touch his face, and muttered to himself: "Obviously I'm not bad looking..."

Wu Xuan seemed to have sensed his voice, and after turning off the phone screen, he turned his head and looked over.

Yuan Baobao: "..."

Well, his appearance is indeed a little bit inferior to that of Senior Wu Xuan.

"Senior Wu Xuan." He sighed secretly, and walked over, "The arrangements are made."

"En." Wu Xuan nodded lightly.

After waiting for a while, they finally got their flight. Wu Xuan calmly went through the security check as if he was a real native. After boarding the plane, he turned his mobile phone into airplane mode in a very decent manner, and asked the flight attendant for a glass of juice And a small blanket, after taking a sip of juice, he covered the blanket, pulled down the blindfold and leaned against the back of the seat.

Very natural and very coherent!

It can't be seen at all that he is a mahayana master who can tear apart space and travel thousands of miles a day, and he has integrated into society very well.

Yuan Baobao, who had various worries in his heart and wanted to calm down with Wuxuan Lala, looked at his smooth and flowing movements, and somehow felt a little out of place. He also followed his example and asked the flight attendant for a glass of juice and a ticket. Blanket, drank a few sips of juice, pulled the blanket and lay down.

I didn't pay attention to it before, but now that I've calmed down, I feel more deeply about the surrounding atmosphere.

It seems that since he went to that Qinglin Mountain, the shadowy coldness that followed him has faded a lot. Like now, he and Wu Xuan are within a short distance, and the coldness seems to be there all the time. The sense of peeping disappeared completely.

Yuan Baobao uncommonly relaxed and fell into a dreamland.

Yuan Baobao now lives in Jin City, but his hometown is a prefecture-level city in Hui Province. The plane landed at the capital airport of Hui Province. Yuan Baobao followed Wu Xuan out of the airport, but he did not leave by the airport bus. I made a phone call and called my cousin who lived nearby.

Wu Xuan took a few glances at the travel brochure of Huizhou province that the flight attendant gave him with a smile, and his eyes stopped on the sign of Mount Taihua.

The place where Cen Yuan was in danger... seems to be here.

With a slight frown, Wu Xuan inadvertently tapped on it with his fingertips, and then calmly put away the travel brochure.

Fortunately, Yuan Baobao's cousin was not far from here. After waiting for a while, an ordinary car stopped.

Yuan Baobao personally opened the car door for Wu Xuan, and then sat in the passenger seat.

The middle-aged man looked sideways, and then called dryly: "Brother."

Yuan Baobao glanced back at Wu Xuan, nodded at the man, and began to talk about family matters.

Wu Xuan sat on the back seat of the car, casually scrolling through Weibo with his mobile phone in his hand.

After driving for several hours, we finally turned into a small village.

Wu Xuan got off the car, raised his eyes and took a look.The entire small village seems to be developing very well, and the verdant vitality is constantly escaping from the ground veins and giving back to the creatures living here.

The mountains are not high but there are barriers, and the water is not long enough to be self-sufficient. Wu Xuan doesn't know much about the metaphysics of this world, but according to his eyes, the mountain behind this small village just melted away the evil spirit of the collision. , and the creek running across the village just happened to dissipate the resentment hidden in the ground veins. Although the whole village is located on the land of evil spirits, it has not been affected too much.

Yuan Baobao called himself Fengshui Xiaobaodian, and naturally knew about Fengshui knowledge. Seeing Wu Xuan's eyes looking at his hometown, he couldn't help but smile and said: "How is it? Senior Wuxuan, our hometown's Fengshui is not bad, right?"

He pointed to the mountain and said: "The head is big and the tail is small, and the jade belt is added to the body. Isn't this the number one scholar mountain?"

Pointing to the brook again: "Yinchuan crosses the boundary, and the water goes away to keep wealth. Doesn't it mean to attract wealth and treasure?"

When it comes to his own professional knowledge, Yuan Baobao said excitedly, while Wu Xuan, a master of false metaphysics and a real boss, followed his movements to look at the mountain, and then at the stream: "..."

You can't see anything about Zhuangyuan Mountain, but you can see Coffin Mountain.

He didn't open his mouth to interrupt Yuan Baobao's self-comfort, and walked along the big road in the village with cold eyes.

Yuan Baobao, who had lost an audience, felt a little lonely, and then dragged his cousin to continue talking.

Walking into the small village, the big banyan tree planted at the head of the village is simply eye-catching.

A circle of little old men were playing cards under the banyan tree. Wu Xuan raised his eyes and frowned slightly.

Yuan Baobao and his cousin hurried over.

You said that this person seems to be walking slowly, how could he walk so far all of a sudden? !

Wu Xuan stood aside with his bag on his back and watched the group of little old men playing cards on their own, eating a small cake slowly in his hand.

I don't know why, but it is clearly a very quiet and harmonious picture, but it feels full of a strong sense of disobedience.

Yuan Baobao and his cousin vaguely felt something was wrong, but couldn't figure it out for a while, so they walked over and shouted: "Senior Wu Xuan..."

Wu Xuan just finished eating the last bite of the small cake, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, tilted his head and smiled and said, "Let's go, go and see Mr. Yuan's ancestral grave."

Obviously he didn't say anything clearly, but Yuan Baobao had a strong premonition that Wu Xuan just now... noticed something that he hadn't noticed before.

So what is it?

——Wu Xuan is really too mysterious and powerful.

Grandmaster Wuxuan, who was labeled as powerful and mysterious by the client, had cold eyebrows. He carefully counted the small cakes he brought this time, and couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

There are only five small cakes left. I don't know if they can last until they go back.

He looked up at the "No. [-] Scholar Mountain" not far away, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The author has something to say: Brother Xuan: Although I can solve the matter violently with a slap, but for the peace of mind of the client's 500 million, I decided to act (￣y▽￣)~*

Brother Xuan, you are really dedicated and responsible for a man.jpg