Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Qin Muwan's face alternated between bright and dark. She had met Ren Yufei before, and Ren Yufei had received her when she went to Fenghuang Village.

But she never knew that the village party secretary was so important to Fang Lin.

Qin Muwan suddenly felt envious of Ren Yufei. She asked herself: "If Ren Yufei were replaced by herself, would Fang Lin still be willing to gamble all his wealth?"

However, she could not come to a conclusion.

Jing Xiu's beautiful eyes sparkled. This was the first time she heard the name Ren Yufei. She was very curious about Ren Yufei's appearance.

How beautiful and beautiful is Ren Yufei to make the two most outstanding heroes from Handong Province and Chuzhou Province make such an earth-shattering bet for her?

At the same time, she once again gained a better understanding of Fang Lin's true temperament.

Glancing at Qin Muwan, Jing Xiu secretly thought, who is the woman Fang Lin really likes?

Before this, she thought it must be Qin Muwan, but now it looks more like Ren Yufei.

Otherwise, Fang Lin would never risk all his wealth for Ren Yufei in front of Qin Muwan.

Yao Chengjun clasped his hands and laughed: "Okay! President Fang is very affectionate and can speak quickly, so I will make this bet with you."

Two months later, I will be waiting for you at Xuanwu Temple in Longhu Mountain! "

After saying that, Yao Chengjun flicked his windbreaker, turned around and left!

Everyone he passed by was captured by Yao Chengjun's invincible aura. They were all frightened and watched him leave with a reserved look on their faces.

"Fang Lin, was your promise a little too reckless?"

Seeing Yao Chengjun walking away, Long Qiangwei was the first to speak with a calm expression.

Others don't know the strength of Blood War God Yao Chengjun, but she, Long Qiangwei, knows it all too well.

To be honest, no matter how extraordinary Fang Lin is, he is still the same as Yao

Even if Chengjun faced off, the winning rate would be slim.

The most important thing is that Dunhuang Group is the asset of their Long family. If those shares are handed over to Fang Lin, the Long family will not worry too much because they feel that Fang Lin is a controllable person.

But if Fang Lin loses those shares to Yao Chengjun and makes Yao Chengjun the largest shareholder of Dunhuang Group, then Yao Chengjun will swallow up all of Dunhuang Group.

Coupled with Ren Xun's Tianyu Group and Fang Lin's land in the development zone worth tens of billions, this bet will be a loss.

It’s not worth it for a woman!

Fang Lin glanced at Long Qiangwei, shook his head and said, "I've made up my mind, you don't need to say too much.

For me, there is no need to weigh or think about this matter at all, so there is no such thing as recklessness. Even if I think about it for a week, I will still bet with her. "

Qin Muwan also came over: "Do you love Ren Yufei so much that you are willing to give everything for her?"

Fang Lin looked at Qin Muwan, shrugged, and said with a smile: "This has nothing to do with love or not. To me, money is just an external possession. If I can exchange money for Ren Yufei's freedom, it is worth it to me. of."

Qin Muwan sneered and said: "To put it nicely, if Ren Yufei were replaced by me, you would definitely not gamble all your wealth!"

Fang Lin said seriously: "You are wrong. If it were you, I would still bet."

Qin Muwan wanted to say that it's weird if I believe you, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say them no matter what.

Seeing Fang Lin's determined expression, her heart suddenly shuddered, and she felt her body start to tremble from the very tip of her heart.

"President Fang is really a man of temperament! A thousand dollars for a beauty is truly a hero!"

Zhang Xihua walked out of the crowd, holding two glasses of wine in his hand, came to Fang Lin, and said with a smile: "Zhang really admires President Fang's courage, and I would like to offer a special glass of wine to President Fang!"

Fang Lin took the wine glass with a smile, touched the wall with Zhang Xihua, raised his head and drank in one gulp.

When he was at the Medical University, Zhang Xihua had told Fang Lin earlier that he hoped Fang Lin could give him face at the banquet and have a drink with him.

After drinking the wine in the glass, Fang Lin looked around and said with a smile: "The banquet continues, everyone, please stop hanging around!"

Ren Xun took a deep look at Fang Lin, looked around, and said with a smile: "Today is a good day. I have made an appointment with Mr. Ge Dachun a long time ago to write a poem for the Chamber of Commerce on the spot. Everyone can come together today." What a feast for the eyes!”

Ge Dachun is the most famous calligrapher and poet in Handong Province.

His calligraphy can often be auctioned for hundreds of thousands of dollars, and almost everyone in Handong Province knows it.

At this time, everyone became agitated after hearing Ren Xun's words.

Whether you really like calligraphy or you are arty, at least, after reaching the status of these people here, it is common for you to come into contact with some precious calligraphy and paintings.

As Ge Dachun, the most expensive calligrapher alive in Handong Province, it is definitely a blessing to see him writing on the spot.

Someone said: "I heard that Ge Dachun has become older in the past two years and rarely writes. After all, it is Ren Xun who is proud enough to ask Ge Dachun to write impromptu poems on the spot."

Another person said: "Who says otherwise, but in today's situation, writing poems for the Chamber of Commerce Federation does not insult Mr. Ge's identity."

While everyone was talking, they saw a white-haired old man wearing a Tang suit.

People came out. Everyone's eyes were focused on him. This old man was Ge Dachun.

The four treasures of the study room and the desk specially used for writing were quickly arranged on the high platform.

For a moment, the audience's attention was focused on Ge Dachun.

At this moment, in Fang Lin's pen, the female ghost Jin Muhui shouted loudly: "The enemy who killed me is that person, the man who serves Ge Dachun!"

"What?" Fang Lin raised his eyebrows and looked over carefully.

Because Ge Dachun was old, someone was helping him when he was walking. That person was a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a suit.

At this time, on the high platform, the man was grinding for Ge Dachun.

"Who is he?" Fang Lin asked.

Jin Muhui said resentfully: "His name is Qiao Zhengchu, he is Ge Dachun's chief disciple, and he is also a well-known calligrapher in Handong Province.

I was attracted by his talent and became friends with him, but I accidentally discovered the illegal things he did.

He found me, but he pretended not to know anything and didn't alert me, and then secretly planned to kill me! "

Jin Muhui was young, but after her death, she did not arouse anyone's suspicion. It must be said that Qiao Zhengchu's methods were extremely clever.

But he probably never imagined that after Jin Muhui died unjustly, the ghost did not disperse, nor was it captured by Song Youzhe, the only underworld person in Handong Province. Instead, it turned into a fierce ghost and became a ghost. Got a pen fairy.

If Jin Muhui hadn't pointed it out, it would have been hard to imagine that the gentle and polished man on the high platform could be a murderer.

Fang Lin's face darkened, and after listening to Jin Muhui's account, he walked up to the high platform.