my fake watch

Chapter 277 Don't Look At Me, I'm Not Interested Anyway
Zhang Chulan was speechless. In the end, he just grabbed the ticket with a little more force, and he really couldn't say anything.

"This is not bad. At least we have a place. Otherwise, we will have to pay rent. Whoever makes everything is legally owned by the empire. Our situation in Wudang Mountain is even worse than here!" A Taoist priest dressed as a The young man who was listless and seemed to have not woken up laughed.

"You are?" Zhang Chulan asked suspiciously.

"Wudang faction——Wang Ye, what do you call the benefactor?" Wang Ye introduced himself modestly and politely, and asked about Zhang Chulan's identity.

"Ha, my name is Zhang Chulan." Zhang Chulan saw a member of the Wudang Clan for the first time, and was unsure of his position, so she said with a somewhat forced smile.

"Hey, Zhang Chulan, Zhang Chulan. How is that possible!" Wang Ye narrowed his eyes, looked at the man who was one of his goals, and inadvertently saw Li Xuejian, his pupils expanded rapidly, and he was extremely shocked. How could this person appear? Here, and as long as I try to divination about him a little bit, the terrible consequences like the sun make Wang understand the consequences, and he has a few words with Zhang Chulan in cold sweat before leaving in a hurry.

"Strange? What's wrong with Daoist Wang Ye, who is leaving suddenly?" Zhang Chulan was a little worried in his heart, and Wang Ye's reaction just now, but on the surface he showed doubts.

"A very courageous Taoist priest knows how much he has and doesn't dare to offend Tianyan again, so he leaves consciously. Taoist priests know how to seek good luck and avoid disaster." Li Xuejian is not a fool. He naturally knows that Wang Ye just tried to divine his fortune. Things, how can the mood be good, said while staring at Wang Ye's back coldly.

Only then can Zhang Chulan rest assured that it’s not just about herself. If it is aimed at Li Xuejian, Zhang Chulan believes that the other party will not end well. This is a kind of wonderful trust. Feng Baobao and Li Xuejian were just two people, and even Xu San and Xu Si did not make Zhang Chulan trustworthy.

At this time, the sound of conversation coming close at hand made Li Xuejian and Zhang Chulan's expressions freeze. They would be fooled by such an obvious trap.

"Judging from the donor's palm, the donor must be very rich and live a hundred years!" A man dressed as a monk sat on the site of the Taoist priests at Longhu Mountain and looked at Feng Baobao's palm and said Cookie cutter words.

"Monk, you are so accurate. I don't have any abilities, but I can survive!" This kind of words unexpectedly worked for Feng Baobao. Feng Baobao looked at the monk in shock.

"Oh, forget it! I didn't want this thing to appear in the world, but I really feel that I am destined to be with the little donor. The number of days! This is the number of days!" The monk looked shocked and had complicated emotions, and took out a list of street stall prices from his arms. A string of red Buddhist beads, less than twenty years old, shouted: "This is what my master, the monk Duxin, got in this mountain hundreds of years ago. When my master was practicing in the mountains, he encountered the ten thousand-year-old fire unicorn. After fighting the spirit beast for more than 8 rounds, it was finally killed in battle. The master took out its spirit crystal and made this red colored glaze string! I can give it to you as the donor for only ninety-nine eight cents!"

Not to mention what the monk said was the territory of the Taoist priests of Tianshi Mansion hundreds of years ago, such an obvious fraud made Feng Baobao excited.

"Oh! It's so powerful, I want it, I want it!"

Zhang Chulan and Li Xuejian ran over, each holding an arm, and finally did not let Feng Baobao suffer.

"Sister Bao'er, a monk, actually killed a thousand-year-old fire unicorn in the Taoist territory. You can believe this kind of nonsense." Zhang Chulan persuaded silently.

"The money is your own. I don't care who deceives it, but if it is given to such an obvious liar, I will not let him succeed." Li Xuejian grabbed Feng Baobao's arm and looked at the monk with contempt.

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This monk, who didn't know if he was the monk or not, snorted dissatisfiedly, ran to another place, and continued to perform to defraud.

"Master Chu Lan is right there, aren't you going to find him?" Li Xuejian asked Zhang Chulan, pointing to the master who was recording the video.

Zhang Chulan's expression was very complicated, as if she wanted to go up, but didn't want to go up.

As soon as Li Xuejian saw this, his obsessive-compulsive disorder came up. He took his arm and dragged him directly to the Heavenly Master. The video had just been completed and he could talk to him.

"Is it Chu Lan?" The old master's eyes, which were squinted indifferently, suddenly opened suddenly, looking at the vaguely familiar face, and said in a complicated tone.

Zhang Chulan also didn't know what to do, he hesitated and said, "I"

"Call me Master! Your grandfather passed on the Thunder Method and the Golden Light Curse to you. Although you are not my disciple, you are not wrong to call me Master." The old Heavenly Master smiled amiably.

"Master!" After hearing this, Zhang Chulan couldn't restrain the impulse in her heart and shouted.

The old Heavenly Master was chatting and laughing with Zhang Chulan. He looked at Zhang Lingyu who was standing aside and said, "Lingyu, go and greet the other visitors. Chu Lan and I want to talk!"

"I obey!" Zhang Lingyu bowed her head in salute.

"I don't know what you want. If you object, I can find another opportunity to talk to Chu Lan again." The old master lowered his head and asked Li Xuejian for instructions in a polite or even humble tone.

"Whatever! Don't look at me, I'm not interested anyway." Li Xuejian waved his hand and said casually.

"Thank you so much!" Although Li Xuejian's tone was casual, the Heavenly Master did not dare to be so casual, and still sent Li Xuejian off politely.

Located in the room, Lao Tianshi and Zhang Chulan sat down face to face.

"Master, Master. You are also very afraid of Brother Li. It seems that he is really amazing." Zhang Chulan, who didn't know how to speak, talked about what happened just now.

"This is His Majesty, whose appearance has not aged after decades since the founding of the People's Republic of China. The terrifying strength and power that suppressed the foreign world in the country and the island country back then are unforgettable. To be honest, the younger generation may not know. But the older generation often wakes up and has nightmares because of the strength of the empire." The old master couldn't help sighing when he thought of the past.

"This is really amazing!" This was the first time Zhang Chulan heard about this kind of thing, and he was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

"Let's not talk about it anymore. Why do you look nothing like Huaiyi? That stinky dwarf actually has a grandson as upright as you. It's really annoying." The old Tianshi's style suddenly changed, from being steady and sophisticated to Became a person with the character of an old urchin.

"My grandpa is not as miserable as the master said. I remember that he was still very tall." Zhang Chulan retorted using the memory of her seven-year-old grandfather, Zhang Huaiyi, who was only slightly taller than himself.

"Chu Lan, you know the truth. What I'm talking about now is not about this, but the truth back then. I can't tell you anything. We can only tell you when you get the inheritance rights of the Heavenly Master!" The old Heavenly Master's expression was complicated. Said.

(End of this chapter)