Inheriting the old celestial master at the beginning, invite me out of the supernatural bureau

No matter how hard he struggled, Li Wanli couldn't get away. Li Wanli felt ashamed.

But just when he felt that he was about to die, a bright white light suddenly lit up in his eyes, and he felt someone pushing him, and he woke up suddenly again.

It turned out that it was his abnormal wife who noticed that he was turning on the light and was pushing him.

And everything just now was just a dream.

Li Wanli breathed a sigh of relief, walked quickly to the toilet, and washed off the cold sweat that was like raindrops on his face.

But after washing his face, when he looked up, he found that there were several jet-black finger prints on his neck, and no matter how much he scrubbed, he couldn't get them off!

All of this is not an illusion at all!

After finally confirming this point, Li Wanli slumped down in the toilet, quickly took out his mobile phone, and called Chen Daorong again.

But Chen Wanli's phone was temporarily unavailable.

He thought it was a bad signal or something, so he sent someone to the hotel to look for it.

But when I got to the hotel, I found out...

Chen Daorong has already run away!

[Ask for monthly tickets, ask for flowers, ask for evaluation tickets, ask for comments! 】.

053: 10 million is blackmail?Sorry, it's [-] million now! [[-] more monthly tickets]

Hearing the news of Chen Daorong's escape, Li Wanli angrily picked up the vase and smashed the glass coffee table on the spot.

But after the anger passed, he was swept away by fear again, and he slumped down on the sofa, listening to the sound of the antique clock gada gada, he was so frightened that he pissed.

It wasn't until a large number of bodyguards were called to the living room to surround him that he felt a little safe and stayed until dawn trembling.

But although it is dawn, the day will always pass.

I almost died last night, so what about tonight?

Realizing this, Li Wanli became even more terrified, and frantically began to look for a solution.

But with a blank mind, he was running around in the living room like an ant on a hot pot, but he couldn't think of a way at all.

until just now.

Only then did he suddenly think of Zhang Qingxuan.

As if he had grasped the last straw, he quickly picked up his mobile phone, found the record of his last call with Zhang Qingxuan, and made this call.

"Find a feng shui treasure and bury it for yourself!"

Hearing Zhang Qingxuan's words, Li Wanli, who was already on the verge of collapse, almost fell off the sofa.

He hastily said in a trembling voice: "Don't, don't, Taoist chief, tell me, how much money you say, as long as you can save my life, I will agree to any amount!"

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Qingxuan said, "As long as it can save you, how much money will do?"

"Well, give me [-] million, and I will save your life."

"One hundred million?!"

Li Wanli exclaimed like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.

He is a businessman.

Asking him to spend [-] million for nothing, he even forgot to be frightened for a moment.

"Xiao Daoist, you are a lion with a big mouth!"

"Don't you monks all talk about compassion, and saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda? You, aren't you blackmailing me?"

"Blackmail you?" Zhang Qingxuan immediately sneered. "It's ridiculous!"

He was a little confused.

Does this person have a brain problem, can say such words.

He said indifferently: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. That's what the bald Buddhists said. I'm a Taoist priest, so this statement has nothing to do with me."

"I have no obligation to help you. Saving your life is a deal."

"Since you think I'm a lion and blackmailing you, that's fine."

"I don't want a dime from you, and you don't have to look for me again."

"Go to people you think are compassionate and save your life."

"Beep beep..."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Qingxuan hung up the phone directly.

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Li Wanli, who was so frightened that he couldn't control himself just now, sat on the sofa and weighed the pros and cons.

How to choose between life and money, he actually hesitated.

And right now.

A gust of cool wind suddenly blew across the back of Li Wanli's neck.

He shivered suddenly, his body stiffened suddenly.

Recalling the horror of last night, he finally figured out which is more important, and quickly picked up the phone again and called Zhang Qingxuan back.

Although [-] million is a lot, but life is gone, so what is the use of more money?

Soon, the call is connected.

"Xiao Daoist, [-] million, I will give it!"

He said with difficulty.

But Zhang Qingxuan's laughter came from the receiver.

"One hundred million is the price just now."

"Now, [-] million, not even a cent less."

Li Wanli clenched his phone tightly: "You..."

"What about me? That's right, I'm blackmailing you."

Zhang Qingxuan sneered: "Of course, you don't have to let me cheat."

"As I said just now, you can go to someone you think is compassionate to save you."

"Or... just ask your father to take you away, an unfilial son who trades his own father for his glory and wealth!"

"I'm very busy, so I don't have that much time to talk to you."

"Promise or not, I will give you three seconds to think about it."

At this time, Zhang Qingxuan was sitting on the steps at the door of the bank, tapping Erlang's legs leisurely.

But whether he is busy or not is up to him.

"However, Chairman Li, you must think about it."

"This phone is hung up, and the next one is not as simple as [-] million."

"three."

"two."

"one."

Li Wanli almost broke his teeth, he said through gritted teeth, "[-] million, I agree!"

After saying these words, he seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and slumped on the sofa.

[-] million!

The market value of his company is quite a lot, billions to tens of billions.

But that's the market value, it doesn't mean that the money is Li Wanli's own!

[-] million is almost the maximum amount he can come up with in cash! .

054: Tongtianlu!Requiem Bell!Secretly pay attention to Zhang Qingxuan's pure woman [seeking flowers]

It takes a lot of time to transfer such a large amount of [-] million.

Even Li Wanli is no exception.

But the person who was anxious was obviously not Zhang Qingxuan.

He leisurely found an Internet cafe, played a pleasant game, and opened the lottery page in his mind.

He now has [-] points, just enough to draw three times in the gold prize pool.

I don't know what can be drawn in the gold prize pool...

【Ding!You conducted a lottery draw in the gold prize pool and got a reward: Tongtianlu】

【Ding!You conducted a lottery draw in the gold prize pool and got a reward: one-key entry card for exercises]

【Ding!You conducted a lottery draw in the gold prize pool and got a reward: Soul Rescue Bell]

Three beeps sounded.

Zhang Qingxuan's hands trembled, and he made a flash on the spot, which drew question marks from his teammates.

But obviously.

He's not in the mood to care about that now.

He opened the storage bar and looked at the three rewards that had just been drawn from the gold prize pool.

Tongtianlu!

Some time ago, he was still thinking that it would be great if there was such a thing as Tongtianlu.

In this way, when writing talismans, there is no need to be so troublesome.

As a result, now, he actually got the Tongtianlu, and also added a one-key access card!

"Use one key card!"

[Ding, you have used a one-key key card, please select the skill and Taoism to be used: Tongtianlu, no others for now]

"Tiantian talisman."

[Ding, you have chosen Tongtianlu, and you have successfully used it]

Once keying in the door card saves the comprehension link, and saves Zhang Qingxuan a lot of trouble, he will directly comprehend the introduction of Tongtianlu.

Feeling the complicated and obscure memories of the Tongtian Talisman in his mind, he couldn't help but smile happily.

Although it is said that the talismans written by the volley at the introductory stage are much less powerful than handwritten ones.

But know.

Tongtianlu can be called a magic machine gun.

The problem of low power can be solved by the accumulation of quantities.

In addition to these two rewards, there is also a magic weapon reward, the Soul Requiem Bell.

The function of the Soul Rescue Bell is very simple.

Suppress the soul, exorcise evil and avoid evil.

Zhang Qingxuan took out the pitch-black bell the size of a fist and played with it.

The refreshing breath from the bell shocked the spirits of many people around him, and their reaction speed was much faster. The operation that was scolded at the moment suddenly became brave.

And in a corner of the Internet cafe.

A plain woman who was in front of the computer, who seemed to be looking up information, felt the sudden coolness, stopped pressing the mouse, and suddenly raised her head to look around.

She was dressed plainly in a white T-shirt and washed white jeans.

But that face without makeup and her proud figure are not ordinary at all.