God Eye Courier

Chapter 154 The Zodiac Man

"Miss Yang, can you temporarily rent the Buddha statue to Ye Zhenren for my sake, and I will pay the rent." Han Baisui intended to curry favor with Ye Xuan.

The rest of the rich also pleaded for Ye Xuan one after another. Yang Huiru was very surprised and couldn't help but re-examine Ye Xuan. He really couldn't figure out why Zhan was the only one among the treacherous and cunning rich.

"I'm sorry, the Buddha statue is very important to me, and I don't feel at ease renting it to anyone." Let the rich and powerful talk about it, but Yang Huiru is unshakable.

Ye Xuan sighed softly, and said casually: "Since Mrs. Luo refuses to give up, let's forget about it. It's getting late, let's have dinner."

This is just his expedient measure. Yang Huiru is a very superstitious woman at first glance, otherwise he would not regard the statues of Guanyin and Tathagata Buddha as treasures. You can get the Buddha statue for free.

Yang Huiru waved her hand again, and the two assistants put away the statues of Buddha and Avalokitesvara immediately.

"Okay, let's eat and drink well." Han Baisui quickly smoothed things over, and then leaned towards Ye Xuan's side, flattering him, "Ye Zhenren, I also have a pure gold Buddha statue at home, if you like it, I will ask Xiaoya to deliver it to you tomorrow Home."

"Mr. Han, you are too polite. I feel that I have a destiny with this Buddha statue. There are thousands of Buddha statues in the world, but not every one of them is destined for me. You should keep your Buddha statue for yourself."

When Yang Huiru heard this, her contempt deepened in her heart, and she guessed that Ye Xuan was using this kind of pretense to trick rich people in Yancheng.

After eating, Yang Huiru got up gracefully, and said with a smile: "Everyone, thank you for your hospitality. I have something to do today, so I will take my leave first, and we will meet later."

"Miss Yang, go slowly." Han Baisui graciously sent her to the entrance of Fushou Building.

Yang Huiru boarded an extended Lincoln and disappeared at the end of the road in a blink of an eye.

Only then did Han Baisui withdraw his obsessive gaze, and when he saw Ye Xuan, he hurriedly greeted him.

"Mr. Han, you seem to know Miss Yang very well. Do you know where she lives?"

"I heard that she lives in the Haoting Hotel, Ye Zhenzhen, it seems that the Golden Buddha is your favorite, I will definitely find a way to help you get it."

Ye Xuan was noncommittal, "Don't bother, I'm just asking casually."

After speaking, Ye Xuan got into the car, started the engine, and drove directly to the Haoting Hotel.

Twenty minutes later, he parked his car in the parking lot in front of the Haoting Hotel. He was about to get out of the car when he suddenly saw Yang Huiru hurried out of the hotel and sat in the luxurious extended Lincoln.

After a while, the extended Lincoln turned around and drove to the right.

Ye Xuan was curious, and immediately turned the steering wheel to follow the extended Lincoln.

The night was deep, and the sky was like a boundless black curtain covering the earth, the moon was hidden and the stars were sparse, but the extended Lincoln drove along the highway to the suburbs, and finally stopped in front of a dense birch forest.

Yang Huiru stepped out of the car, walked gracefully, and wandered in front of the woods for a while, as if waiting for someone.

For some reason, the car lights were not turned on, and the four accompanying bodyguards did not get out of the car.

As time passed, she became more and more impatient. At this moment, the car door opened a crack, and a resolute face emerged from the car. This person was her personal bodyguard, Meng Hao.

"Ma'am, the Taoist priest surnamed Huang has been here for a long time. Did he deliberately trick us? Why don't you come up first and wait another half an hour. If he still doesn't come, we will go back immediately."

"Hehehe"

A burst of gloomy laughter came from the woods, and then the shadows of the trees were chaotic, and the half-green leaves shook and fell to the ground. After the leaves fell on the ground, there was no wind and they gathered into a big "Tao" character.

Yang Huiru could see clearly, her pretty face turned pale with fright, she moved her lips, but couldn't say a word.

Meng Hao was originally a retired special soldier, with superb martial arts skills and courage, but seeing this scene, he couldn't help but tremble with fear.

"Mrs. Luo, I'm sorry, this old man kept you waiting."

A figure floated from the birch forest and landed in front of Yang Huiru. This person was wearing a shabby yellow Taoist robe, a purple gold Taoist on his head, a wooden compass in his left hand, and a dust whisk in his right. A bit of fairy flavor.

"Master Huang, please forgive me for my...bodyguard's rude remarks just now." Yang Huiru turned her head and gave Meng Hao a look, implying that he should turn back quickly and stop offending Taoist Huang.

Meng Hao felt depressed and had no choice but to close the car door temporarily.

Yang Huiru is a superstitious believer in immortal Taoism. Some time ago, she was introduced by a friend to the famous half-immortal zodiac priest of Taihang Taoist temple. She took the pearl powder he gave her and felt that the effect was good. She asked for medicine again but was rejected.

When she was disheartened, Huang Laoxie changed his mind and promised to give her the elixir, but he asked to meet in front of the birch forest on the outskirts of Yancheng, and stipulated that the headlights should not be turned on when meeting, and the bodyguards had to wait in the car.

This request sounds unbelievable, but it is not difficult to accept. The bodyguards hired by Yang Huiru are all experienced special forces soldiers. Once they find that something is wrong, they will definitely rush down to rescue her in time.

Huang Daoist raised his eyebrows, glanced at Lincoln, stretched out his hand to stroke the gray beard on his chest, and said loudly: "It's okay, how can ordinary people understand the painstaking efforts of practitioners like us?
Mrs. Luo, do you really want pearl powder? "

Yang Huiru nodded, pretending to be devout and said: "Please ask Master Huang for a gift, you can make a price as you like."

Daoist Huang stood relaxed and said with a smile: "In my eyes, money is no different from dung. I only want one thing, and that is the golden Buddha statue left by your husband."

Yang Huiru was slightly taken aback, and said in surprise: "Master, you are a Taoist, why are you interested in Buddhist things?"

"What you don't know is that Buddhism and Taoism are not separated. In short, if you give me a Buddha statue, I will give you pearl powder."

Yang Huiru is not a three-year-old child. She already sensed that the situation was different, and said with a sad smile: "Master, although the Buddha statue is precious, it is nothing compared to your elixir. If you like it, I will give it to you immediately. Why don't you come back to the hotel with me?" , the statue is currently in the hotel safe.”

The corner of Taoist Huang's mouth curled up, his eyes were slightly cold, "Yang Huiru, you regard the Buddha statue as a treasure, and you are willing to put it in the hotel?"

"Master, why don't you believe me?" Yang Huiru blinked innocently, but walked towards the car door step by step with her legs.

"what……"

Before she got into the car, Huang Daoshi had already started to move, reaching out to grab her by the neck.

The four bodyguards headed by Meng Hao rushed out of the car immediately and prepared to fight Huang Daoshi desperately. The driver, who had no fighting strength, was still smart and immediately turned on the headlights.

When the bright white light came on, Meng Hao and the others could clearly see the true face of Taoist Huang. This guy's face was extremely gloomy, as if dyed with a layer of green wax, much like a zombie crawling out of a pile of dead people.

"Let go of our wife, or I'll blow your head off." Meng Hao was worried about Yang Huiru's safety and couldn't care less about fear.

"Hmph, how dare you threaten me with those jumping clowns?" Huang Taoist snorted coldly, then made a handprint on his chest with his right hand, and exhaled into the air. A cloud of black air rose into the air and gradually gathered into a cloud. The shape of a long sword.

"Don't play tricks there, I haven't seen anything." Meng Hao burst into anger.

Before the words were finished, the sword-shaped black air rushed towards Meng Hao and the others, and the four of them were dumbfounded in fright. They had never seen such a strange thing in their life.

"Ah..." A bodyguard fell into the grass and screamed in fright.

Just as Meng Hao wanted to attack, a cloud of black air wrapped around his feet, his ankle felt like he was bitten by a snake, and his whole body felt like he had been pricked by needles, making him feel very uncomfortable.

"Stinky boy, why aren't you crazy now? It's a dream come true for a hero to save a beautiful and rich woman." Taoist Huang laughed wildly.

"It's you bastard who is talking about dreams." This ridicule did not come from the mouth of Meng Hao and others, but from Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan has been following the extended Lincoln, stopped the car when he was tens of meters away from the birch forest, and followed on foot, carefully watching the situation here.

Through observation, he preliminarily judged that this zodiac priest was considered an entry-level monk, and he could have preliminary luck, but he could not reach the level of controlling Qi and becoming a sword.

If he really reached the realm of a real person, the black air emitted by the Taoist priest could directly turn into a shiny black sword, instead of wrapping around the four bodyguards like a spirit snake.

In fact, when the bodyguards rose up to resist, they might not be able to break through the black air, but it was difficult for them to overcome the fear in their hearts, and they were at a disadvantage from the beginning.

Daoist Huang was startled, and after seeing Ye Xuan's face, he immediately laughed out loud, "Boy, today is your unlucky day. I didn't want to implicate the innocent, but you sent me to the gun."

After Yang Huiru recognized Ye Xuan, she was extremely surprised. Thinking of Han Baisui's bragging and compliments to Ye Xuan, she thought to herself, "Could it be that Ye Xuan is really a hidden expert? It would be great if he could save me."

"Stop talking nonsense, let the horse come over here." Ye Xuan didn't have much patience with this kind of scum, he made a handprint on his right hand, and immediately gathered his true energy. Cut to Zodiac's right shoulder.

"What? You...you are also a cultivator?!" Master Huang's heart skipped a beat. It wasn't until the fight that he realized that Ye Xuan's cultivation was far superior to his. He wanted to withdraw but was a step too late.

"You are also worthy of calling yourself a cultivator." Ye Xuan mocked.

Taoist Huang released black energy to defend against the long sword, but unfortunately, the black energy was vulnerable to the long sword. After a while, the tattered Taoist robe on his body was cut four or five times by the long sword. If he continued to fight, he would definitely lose.

Walking is the best policy, Taoist Huang turned his gaze, made a feint, and then ran towards the forest as if oiling the soles of his feet, and disappeared in an instant.

At present, appeasing Yang Huiru and getting the Golden Buddha is more important than tracking down the miscellaneous old Taoist. Ye Xuan bent down to help Yang Huiru, and said gently: "Mrs. Luo, are you okay?"

Yang Huiru was still in shock, panting heavily, the surroundings were eerie and eerie, even if the Huang Daoist fled, the fear in her heart did not subside.

She plunged into Ye Xuan's arms and buried her pretty face in Ye Xuan's chest, "Don't leave me, I'm afraid."

Ye Xuan's chest was wet, clearly stained with Yang Huiru's hot tears, "Don't be afraid, Taoist Huang has already escaped, you are safe now."

(End of this chapter)