Under One Person: Taking the Blame for the Complete Leader

Chapter 27: The Big Fraudster at Longhu Mountain

The next morning,

Qin Shou and Wang Ye were eating the hotel's buffet breakfast.

"Master Wang, did you have a good rest?"

Unlike the rich dishes that Qin Shouna served, Wang Ye particularly loved steamed buns.

"Not bad, not bad, thanks to Brother Qin."

Qin Shou was refreshed and full of energy.

I'm not curious when I see Wang Ye's lazy and unmotivated look, after all, that's his character setting. It's just that his dark circles are too big, isn't this what you call a good rest?

"Master Wang, I wanted to ask you yesterday, what's the matter with your dark circles? Are all the Taoists in Wudang so tired?"

Wang also yawned cooperatively.

"It's just a few things last night, it's nothing."

It's more than just a calculation.

Wang Ye almost broke himself after asking eight hundred questions in the interior scene. The one that confused him the most was the guy in front of him.

Wang also complained:

Although I don’t know the answer, it can also explain the problem from the side.

Damn it, this brother Qin Feng's weight and importance in the world are actually on the same level as the Jiashen Rebellion and the origin of the Eight Unusual Skills.

Count something?

Qin Shou looked puzzled. Hadn't he calculated everything before setting off? Could it be that I was the one being calculated?

to be frank,

He really wanted to know what answer Wang Ye would come up with.

But he didn't ask.

The sorcerer always does not answer questions and talks about other things.

After eating and drinking enough,

The two came to the entrance of Longhushan Scenic Area again, bought tickets and finally walked up the neatly stacked cement steps of Longhushan.

The people in groups of three or four were ordinary tourists. A dozen steps above the two of them, someone was complaining about the price of the ticket.

Qin Shou saw Wang Ye quicken his pace.

Glancing up,

Oh! A man who knows everything.

Sure enough, this Lao Wang also deliberately set up an encounter.

"260 per ticket, it's simply a rip-off!"

This person was Zhang Chulan, who was controlled by the ticket seller for eight minutes. He naively thought that he didn't need to buy a ticket to attend the Luotian Dajiao.

Xu Si, who was standing by, patted Zhang Chulan on the shoulder with a smile.

"I just want to see how stupid you can be if I don't tell you."

"Most of Longhu Mountain is managed by the Tourism Bureau. In the front mountain, even the Taoist priests of Tianshi Mansion have only a tiny area at their disposal."

Zhang Chulan still looked cynical and angry.

"Haha, is there any good place in this world that the Tourism Bureau hasn't occupied?"

Wang Ye just happened to walk to Zhang Chulan at this time, and immediately said:

“Not much anymore.”

"The situation in our Wudang Mountain is even worse than this."

Zhang Chulan held the ticket stub of the scenic spot and complained quietly. When he heard someone take over, as someone who had lived in Jinshi for several years, he was used to supporting the joke.

When I looked up, I saw a Taoist priest. However, from what he said, I knew he was not hired by the Tourism Bureau to deceive people, but was from Wudang Mountain.

Since you are from Wudang, your purpose of coming here should be very clear.

"Wang Ye from the Wudang Sect, what is your name, benefactor?"

"Zhang Chulan."

Wang Ye came to this meeting just to help the old master resist the thunder. Of course, there is a better way, which is to persuade Zhang Chulan to go back.

"Zhang Chulan, why did you come to the conference?"

Zhang Chulan was not surprised by Wang Ye's straightforward opening of the topic, nor did he respond perfunctorily. Instead, he spoke from the heart.

"Master Wang, you probably all know my story. My grandfather has too many secrets that are related to Longhu Mountain."

"If I can win, I can meet the old Heavenly Master, and then I can ask those questions clearly."

Wang also nodded. He found that Zhang Chulan was even more ignorant than he thought.

"I see, it's to see the old Heavenly Master."

"But it's never been difficult to see the old Heavenly Master."

Zhang Chulan was stunned. Isn’t it difficult to meet the old Taoist priest?

"follow me."

After Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao reported everything, they hurriedly followed Wang Ye to find the old Taoist priest.

Qin Shou saw Feng Baobao,

Although he was confident in his disguise and control of Qi, he also wanted to know whether Feng Baobao, the bug, could recognize him.

Feng Baobao was led to a street vendor by a monk wearing a monk's robe.

Following the old monk's instructions, he held out his palm. The old monk pretended to look at it for a while, then said loudly in a very "shocked" voice:

"The appearance of a god!"

"The appearance of a god!"

"Judging from the palm of this young donor's hand, he will surely be a wealthy and long-lived person in the future!"

Feng Baobao showed great recognition and trust in the old monk.

"Master, you are so accurate. I don't have any other abilities except the ability to survive."

Qin Shou folded his arms and watched, thinking that if I were Feng Baobao, I would have a falling out with this old monk. Becoming rich and powerful is good, but living a hundred years is just a curse!

The old monk was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Seeing that Feng Baobao was easily hooked, he pretended to be very conflicted, and finally sighed helplessly.

"Well! I didn't want this thing to appear in the world, but I really feel that it is destined to be with you, the little donor. This is destiny!"

After a bit of pretentiousness, he pulled out a string of acid-washed red beads purchased from Yiwu Small Commodities.

Stand up, hold the beads with your left arm, and place your right palm in front of your chest.

He lowered his voice, as if telling Feng Baobao a shocking secret.

"My master, Monk Duoxin, encountered a Thousand Years Old Fire Kirin in the mountains. He saw it committing crimes in Longhu Mountain, so he enforced justice on behalf of heaven.

"But Master didn't expect that the beast was so powerful that it took more than 80,000 rounds of fighting before it was killed by the stick."

"Later, our master took out the spirit crystal and made it into this red colored glaze string!"

Seeing that Feng Baobao had no doubt at all and was nodding like a chicken pecking at rice,

The old monk knew that it was safe, so he immediately stood up and gave an impassioned speech.

"Today this treasure finally met its destined person!"

"Don't want nine thousand eight! Don't want nine thousand eight! Just nine nine eight!"

"Only ninety-ninety-eight!"

"I will give it to the little donor, how about that?"

Feng Baobao had been fooled by the old monk's combination of punches, and kept jumping to grab the "speckled red colored glaze string" raised by the old monk.

Qin Shou couldn't help laughing, this guy is too easy to fool!

Seeing that Feng Baobao was about to pay, Xu San quickly hooked his arm around Baobao and held her hand as she tried to pay.

"You got fooled, baby!"

"The Taoist priest of Tianshi Mansion needs a monk to come to their territory to kill the Fire Kirin. Do you believe this?"

Xu San's words were obviously not as convincing as the old monk's. Feng Baobao was also speaking well of the old monk.

"I want it! It took me more than 80,000 rounds to get it!"

Xu San was furious and glared at the old monk. Then he advised earnestly:

"Can monks who do not have compassion and fight with animals be trusted?"

Feng Baobao remembers it very clearly.

"San'er, didn't you hear me? They are doing justice for the people and getting rid of harm!"

In the end, Feng Baobao succeeded.

She happily put on the red colored glass string as a necklace.

Qin Shou saw that Feng Baobao had no interest in him, so he tried to leave, but the old monk, who was quick-witted and quick-handed, grabbed his arm.

The old monk looked Qin Shou up and down with a look on his face as if he had seen a ghost.

Qin Shou snorted coldly. You want to trick me? No way!

The old monk said in a serious tone:

"The appearance of an immortal!"

"The appearance of an immortal!"

Four words,

Qin Shou felt that this was a true master, so he stood upright and asked humbly,

"Master, you didn't read my palm, how do you know I have the appearance of an immortal?"

Xu Sanhe was still educating Feng Baobao on the side, and when he heard that someone had been fooled again, he slapped him on the forehead.

Especially when I saw that Qin Shou looked unconvinced one second and then convinced the next, I thought to myself, could it be that this old monk had drugged me?

So he turned Feng Baobao's face and looked at it carefully, trying to find some drug residue.

the other side,

The old monk said,

"Young donor, you don't understand this. The old monk can not only read palms, but also faces!"