Shinto monks in modern times

Feng Chu sat on the boss's chair in formal attire, with a stern look on his face.

After the sales manager Xiao Wendi reported the recent real estate situation, when she left the BOSS office, she couldn't help but smile: "Boss, your figure seems to be getting better, did you exercise hard recently?"

Before Feng Chu could answer, the bold woman closed the door and left.

The president said he didn't want to say anything.

For two months, he has been forced to get up before dawn every day, soak in a medicinal soup whose composition is still unknown, and then go to practice Tai Chi... Well, now he is stepping on plum blossom piles.

According to Feng Yi, most of the Feng family's kung fu is on one pair of legs, and the footwork is even more unique. Since God arranged for him to wake up in this era, he must not bear to see the family kung fu cut off.

...Who was the one who said the day before that cultivation was against the sky?

Without the troublesome Feng Yi in the past, the pace of life seems to have slowed down all of a sudden.

Feng Chu could indeed feel some changes in his body.

Standing in front of the glass curtain wall, he can see much more clearly, the expressions of passers-by under the building, the signboards far away, the scales on the wings of small moths nearby... 25 years old, in various In the martial arts materials, it is the age of 'rotten wood cannot be carved', but Feng Yi can make people achieve such obvious results in one month, he must have used some means beyond ordinary people.

To be honest, he was skeptical at first about this person who pretended to be a younger brother and claimed to be the ancestor of the Feng family.

People who have been immersed in the intrigue of the shopping mall for a long time are of course not the obedient cards that others believe when they say it. There is a saying that "time will tell people's hearts". Feng Yi is indeed teaching him seriously. There is nothing worthy of a cultivator's plan...

The young patriarch knew that two months was too short for him to come to a conclusion, but he still remembered the expression of the young man leaning against the wall looking through the genealogy in the early morning, feeling lost and lost...he would rather believe That's not an illusion.

Even if they are not the ancestors of the Feng family, they must have a deep bond with their ancestors.

——President Feng, who has been in the business world for many years, still maintains a soft heart, just like Cheng Huan's parents when he was young.

——And now, he has regained an elder he can rely on.

"We ate the finale banquet directly in City Y, are you coming? Well, there's no need to come."

"Relevant departments are reviewing, and the broadcast has not yet started."

"Trailer released."

"Tonight at 20:00, remember to watch the first two episodes!"

Thanks to the reminders from the friends, Feng Yi always knows the information of "Wei Xian" at the first time.After dinner that evening, the whole family sat on the sofa and started watching TV together, a family activity that is good for intimacy.

It is said that it is a whole family, but in fact there are only four people.

Feng Chu, Feng Yi, and the housekeeper Uncle Chang and chef Wang Ma, who have been serving the family since they were young, board and lodging in the villa, are deeply trusted by the master.

"Meow~"

Well, there's also a cat.

20:00 is the prime time for TV dramas. Countless families finished their tasks and began to enjoy the leisure time of the day.

Someone unknowingly pressed the button to change the channel, and their eyes were fixed here, and they couldn't leave——

The majestic opening song took up quite a bit of time, but no one felt bored. The pavilions, towers, pavilions, flowers, trees, mountains and rivers all look so beautiful, surrounded by clouds and mists, they look like a fairy family, not to mention that the people inside are also so unique, with a kind of feeling that makes people feel like a ghost. The charm that people can't take their eyes off.

The story begins from the distant view, the lone bird flies across the sky, the clouds and mists gradually dissipate, and the rolling mountains appear in sight, the camera looks down, flashes past the three simple and powerful characters of "Taixu Guan", and gathers at a certain place. At the foot of the mountain, a few boys in their teens are surrounding another boy, punching and kicking him. Anyone who has read the book "A Fairy Journey Every Step" knows that he is the protagonist Lu Feiyang .

'The protagonist is really handsome. '

'Big brother, big brother is coming out soon! '

There was a cry of a crane, followed by a voice like a clear spring: "What are you doing?"

Feng Yi knew exactly what kind of effect this picture would have.But he obviously underestimated the role of the later stage, or in other words, underestimated the role of modern technology——

The mountain is full of light blue, and catkins are flying all over the sky. On the peak, a slender figure in white clothes slowly emerges.

In the haze, I can't see the facial features of the visitor clearly, only the black hair and jade crown, the beauty of grace, seems to be going away at any time, and the world can't force it to stay.

His gestures were natural, and when the beating boys were arguing, he just sighed very lightly: "Let's go."

The visitor finally stepped down from the peak, stepping on invisible steps in the air with every step, as if descending from the sky, and his appearance was revealed bit by bit.

It was an unreal beauty.

The flowers floating in the water, the moon reflected in the mirror, the fairy living in Penglai... He comes from any beautiful place you can imagine, with unspeakable beauty.

This kind of beauty is not shocking, but moistens things silently like spring rain, without any aggressiveness, but it occupies your mind unknowingly.

"I'm Bai Qing," the visitor held out his hand to the embarrassed boy with warmth and stability in his eyes: "What's your name?"

'Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! '

'I can't breathe! '

'lick lick'

'Mom asked me why I was kneeling and looking at the computer'

"Brother has been on the stage for so long, I finally regained the ability to type!" '

'God, please accept my knee! '

'Type with both hands to prove innocence'

'I don't remember actors being so good-looking? '

'Brother, I want to give you a monkey! '

'Suddenly feel that my male ticket is just a pile of swollen and swollen'

'Special effects!soft light!Even if I persuade myself like this, I still can't bear the urge to lick the screen'

'Elder brother, I am your brainless fan! '

'God, I'm a famous name, I'm actually drooling in front of my brother, this is not real QAQ'

It wasn't until Bai Qing temporarily disappeared from the TV that pop-up screens of various colors emerged.

When he came back to his senses, Feng Chu helped his forehead: "...Why are there these words on the TV?"

Feeling the power of wishes flying from all directions, Feng Yi explained in a good mood: "I connected the computer and TV together, so it is convenient to see the reaction."

Uncle Chang laughed happily: "In the afternoon, the second young master and I have studied for a long time how to pick it up!"

Feng Chu: "..."

Holding the cat on her knees, Feng Yi took the keyboard with great interest, and then sent a pop-up screen, the orange color was very eye-catching: "Brother is handsome!" '

Feng Chu: "..."

——At the age of 25, he regained a reliable elder.

——Even if this elder is secondary, trendy, and narcissistic, it doesn't seem very reliable.

When Ji Yun came to find Feng Chu, he was almost scared to death by his attire.

Even though he runs a company as big as Zhongtian Entertainment, and has seen all kinds of unimaginable outfits, Ji Yun still can't imagine how a person who even wears a suit when going out for a walk in the morning can put on exercise clothes.

Feng Chu couldn't help but glared at him: "What are you looking at?"

Ji Yun withdrew his gaze, and said sourly: "Has your figure improved?"

Feng Chu said that he didn't want to talk about this topic anymore.

A man following Ji Yun said at this time: "Mr. Feng is practicing martial arts?"

Feng Chu finally divided his attention to him: "Can you see it?"

The man said politely: "The acquired Dzogchen realm is just one step away from being an innate master. Could it be that Mr. Feng followed the path from martial arts to Taoism?"

Feng Chu looked at Ji Yun coldly, with suspicion in his eyes: This is the manager you found for my brother?

Ji Yun hurriedly made amends: "He Nan can talk sometimes, but overall he is still a good manager, really, I swear."

"He Nan?"

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Feng."

Feng Chu's expression stern: "What about you? Who are you?"

Among the two men who came in with Ji Yun, the one who walked in the last was always silent and had a pitifully low sense of presence. Maybe it was the two months of martial arts training that gave him the ability to recognize danger. Feng Chu felt that this one was the most powerful. Threatening.

The man raised his head: "My name is Song Shi."

Ji Yun started chattering again: "Song Shi is He Nan's assistant, and he can also be used as a bodyguard. It's economical...cough, I mean, whoever we are with, how could I cheat your brother. "

"It's not the younger brother," Feng Chu seriously corrected: "It's the ancestor."

Ji Yun expressed empathy: "Your younger brother is so ugly, he is indeed an ancestor. Let me tell you, my nephew's little ancestor came to play at home a few days ago. It is called a miserable world..."

Feng Chu couldn't help but smile a little.

This friend is still the same as before, no matter what, he can find an explanation, and his worldview is unbreakable.

"Brother, who are they?" Feng Yi had already stood on the stairs at some point.He asked like this, but his gaze stayed on the last man unabashedly.

The shirt button was fastened to the top one, covering half of the neck. His face was as indifferent and resolute as a knife. The whole person was like a sharp sword in its sheath, and his eyes opened and closed.

The breath of sword repair.

The author has something to say: PS: Song Shi = Songshi, He Nan = Henan, I originally wanted to write about the family relationship between the Ji family and the Feng family, but later I found out that the Ji family = mecha, and it was instantly transported to the future to play, so I changed it Let’s set it up as a personal friend, let’s stop cynical _(:з”∠)_

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