The Chronicles of Longevity on Liaozhai Road

The two of them rested for a long time, and then Wu Sannv gasped and said, "Baby, it's thanks to you this time."

Wang Xiaolei didn't say anything, just came to her mother's side, put her head on her lap, and started to cry non-stop.

Wu Sannv raised her tired arms and stroked her daughter's hair, and the whole room fell into silence.

Besides, Yang Heng, after dealing with Wu Sannv yesterday, went back to his room and took a deep sleep. When he got up in the morning, he received a call from his buddy Yang Kang.

"Daoist Yang, what have you been up to lately? Let's get together when you have time."

"I'm concentrating on cultivating now. If I don't get it right, I'll be promoted to the immortal one day. Don't bother me if it's okay."

"You said you were fat and you gasped, and you still have to become immortal. Do you know how long you haven't been back to the city? Uncles and aunts often call me to ask about your situation."

When Yang Heng heard this, he was a little anxious immediately.

"Are my parents okay?"

"It's okay, the old couple are fine now, but I miss you a little bit, so I was specially ordered to arrest you today."

"Okay then, come and pick me up, do you know the place?"

"I heard from my cousin, but I only know about that village. I have never been to your small temple."

"Okay then, I'll close the gate and wait for you at the gate of the village."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Heng quickly tidied up, then put the sword he got from ancient times behind his back, and brought some spells and other things, then closed the gate tightly, and hurried down the mountain.

Yang Hengjie ate breakfast at the snack bar in Xujiabao at the foot of the mountain, and then came to the gate of the village, waiting for Yang Kang to pick him up.

About another hour later, Yang Kang drove to the village gate of Xujiabao.

Yang Kang rolled down the car window and looked out, only to see Yang Heng wearing Taoist robes standing under the shade of a tree, chatting enthusiastically with a few old people from Xujiabao.

"Yang Heng, I'm here to pick you up."

Hearing Yang Kang's voice, Yang Heng turned his head and saw him sitting in the car waving to him.

So Yang Heng hurriedly said goodbye to a few old people, then trotted a few steps to Yang Kang's car, opened the door and sat in the co-pilot.

"Why did you come? I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"You still ask me, you don't know how difficult it is to find this small place of yours."

"Then can I be blamed for this? Isn't it all arranged by your cousin?"

Yang Kang heard the same reasoning, "If not, I'll tell my cousin again and ask him to transfer you back to Sanqing Temple."

Yang Heng immediately refused, "Let's forget it. I'm fine here. I'm free and nobody cares about me. I still get the money, so don't go back and be popular."

Yang Kang smiled and shook his head, it seems that this old man still has the same temper.

Then Yang Kang drove the car all the way back to T City, and finally the car stopped in front of Yang Heng's house.

Yang Heng has not been home for several months since he became a Taoist priest, and now he is a little hesitant when he comes to the gate of the building.

Yang Kang watched Yang Heng stand still, and asked in surprise, "What's the matter? Are you still going upstairs?"

"I haven't been back for several months. You said that after I go up here, will my parents give me a hard meal first?"

"What are you talking about? Let's go quickly." After finishing speaking, Yang Kang dragged Yang Heng upstairs.

Yang Kang wanted to ring the doorbell when he arrived at the door, but Yang Heng behind him tugged at his sleeve and handed him a key.

Yang Kang took the key and wanted to open the door, but before he poked the key into the keyhole, the door opened first.

It was Yang Heng's mother Wang Guilan who opened the door.

Wang Guilan was still holding a bag of trash in her hand, but when she looked up, the person standing in front of her turned out to be her son.

Involuntarily, she threw the rubbish in her hands to the ground, and threw herself in front of Yang Heng regardless, hugged him, and then burst into tears.

Wang Guilan's cry immediately alarmed Yang Hongwei who was in the house, and he hurried to the door to look, only to see his wife crying there holding his son in Taoist uniform.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, let the neighbors hear the joke."

Next, under the persuasion of Yang Hongwei, Yang Heng and others, Wang Guilan finally stopped her mourning, and then dragged Yang Heng into the house.

Then the family sat in the living room and began to ask Yang Heng about his experiences during this time.

Yang Heng naturally picks up the nice words and said, "I'm also a temple owner now, not to mention my salary, which is nearly [-] a month. I don't suffer from good food and drink?"

At this point, Yang Heng took out another bank card from his pocket and handed it to Wang Guilan.

"Mom, you keep this card. This is the money I earned from doing business during this period."

Wang Guilan took a look at the bank card, and then said, "How much money do you have for doing things? I don't need your money. You should save it and buy some food for your health."

At this point, Wang Guilan looked at Yang Cheng and began to cry again: "I see that you have lost a lot of weight during this period, what can you do? You must pay attention to your body in the future."

After hearing this, Yang Heng touched his nose helplessly. In fact, he felt that he had gained weight during this time.

This is mainly because in ancient times, Yang Heng was provided by Wang Dashan for food and clothing. In order to curry favor with Yang Heng, Wang Dashan kept sending delicious food and drink to the earth temple.

In addition, Erya's cooking skills are also good, so Yang Heng's food is much better than modern ones.

"I'm fine, the money in the salary card is enough for me to spend, and you will collect the money for this practice for me."

After hearing this, Wang Guilan thought for a while, then put the bank card in her arms, and said: "What you said is also reasonable, money will be wasted in your men's hands, and a woman must take care of it for you. "

When she said this, Wang Guilan glanced at Yang Hongwei next to her.

Seeing that his wife's eyes were not looking well, Yang Hongwei hurriedly turned his head aside.

Yang Heng and Yang Kang sat beside and watched, there is a story.

Although Yang Kang was close to their family, he was too embarrassed to speak up, but Yang Heng had no such scruples.

"Mom, what's going on? What did Dad do to apologize to you?"

"Don't talk nonsense, what did I do to apologize to your mother, I have never dared to look at other women except your mother in my life."

When he said this, Yang Hongwei only felt wronged for a while.

"You dare, if you dare to provoke other women, I will break your legs."

After saying this, Wang Guilan also laughed to herself.

After what Wang Guilan said, everyone understood what was going on.

It turned out that Mr. Yang Hongwei was obsessed with antiques during this time.

To say that as a rookie who has just entered this industry, Yang Hongwei should look more and take less action.

As a result, Yang Hongwei himself had no self-knowledge. After reading a few books, he felt great, and ended up paying tuition several times.

Moreover, antiques, no matter they are real or fake, are not cheap. After Wang Guilan found out about this, she taught Yang Hongwei a few times.

When Yang Heng heard that his father had entered the antique shop, he also became interested in it.

"How is it? Is this business a good one?"

"What an asshole, if I'm such an asshole, I won't be scolded by your mother like a dog."

Yang Kang, who was sitting by the side, was also in business anyway, and knew a little about the inside story of the antique industry, "There are many fake antiques, and there are very few real ones, and they really test people's eyesight. If you don't pay attention, you will pay a lot of tuition. "

Yang Heng nodded after listening to it, but his eyes lit up.

Yang Heng has always had a thought, which originated from his bronze seal.

Since the copper seal was considered a treasure in ancient times, the thousands of years of Chinese history left behind countless Taoist treasures.

These things don't have any power in modern society, but can they become a magic weapon in another world?

"Dad, can you take me to the antique market if you have time?"

"What do you mean kid?"

"Aren't I curious about antiques?"

"Don't give me a sloppy eye. When you poke your butt, I know what you are pulling. Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Yang Heng touched his head in embarrassment, and then said: "Isn't this my small Taoist temple, which lacks magic weapons? I want to buy some antiques to decorate the facade."

Yang Hongwei nodded after hearing this, but he suddenly asked again: "Will you be reimbursed for the money for the magic weapon?"

"Okay, my father, what good things do you want? Now my small Taoist temple is responsible for its own profits and losses except for my salary."

Wang Guilan was a little dissatisfied after listening to her son's words, "What are you talking about? You have to pay for it yourself to buy tools for the public work?"

Yang Kang sat beside him, listening to Wang Guilan's words, he felt the need to say a few words to his cousin.

"Aunt Wang, although you need to spend some money to buy things, don't all the money for doing things go to Yang Heng? There are advantages and disadvantages."

After hearing this, Wang Guilan took out the bank card from her bosom, shook it, and then said: "With Yang Heng's ability, how much money can he earn after being a fake Taoist priest for several months? At best, it is a few dollars. A thousand dollars."

After Yang Kang heard it, he felt that what Wang Guilan said was reasonable, and in the end he had no choice but to keep silent.

But Yang Heng felt that his ability was being questioned.

"Thousands of dollars? Let me tell you that there are 50 in this card."

As soon as Yang Heng finished speaking, the eyes of several other people were fixed on Yang Heng.But this is not a surprised expression, but looking at Yang Heng like a fool.

"What's your point of view? Let me tell you, I'm not mentally ill, and there are indeed 50 in this card."

Chapter 058 Mu Ruyi

Yang Heng's explanation did not get a kind answer, and the answer to Yang Heng was Yang Hongwei's slap.

"You brat, tell me what's going on. If you dare to break the law, I'll tie you up to the police station right now."

Yang Heng's mother, Wang Guilan, did not speak for him at this time, but looked at him with disappointed eyes, "Son, although our family is not rich, we can't do this kind of thing, and we will be poked in the back in the future."

Even the way Yang Kang looked at Yang Heng was very wrong.

Yang Heng now feels that he has been wronged to death, "What did I do to me, I really earned the money by doing things."

Yang Hongwei knew his son very well, seeing that he spoke with confidence, his tone softened.

"Then tell me, what's going on?"

"Isn't this a big boss who came to my Taoist temple unintentionally some time ago? As a result, I fooled around a few words, and he thought I was a master of Taoism, and invited me to his house again to do Buddhist rituals. , The front and rear feet gave me a total of 60."

After hearing this, Yang Hongwei and Wang Guilan were a little dumbfounded.

Even Yang Kang, who has seen some of the world, opened his mouth wide now, thinking in his heart, are rich people so easy to fool now?

And Yang Heng looked at the surprised looks of these three people, and felt very happy. He sat there with his legs crossed, his head raised high, and his eyes looked at the ceiling, as much as he could.

In the end, Wang Guilan was the first to react. She threw herself in front of Yang Heng, hugged his head and fumbled wildly.

"I just said that Yang Heng in our family is capable. Others don't want him because he has no vision. Maybe that woman is the one who is doing it herself. You can see that Yang Heng immediately made a fuss as soon as he left her."

So far, Wang Guilan still has a grudge against Yang Heng's ex-wife, Li Juan.

"Okay, it's all in the past, why are you still chewing your tongue?"

Yang Hongwei stopped Wang Guilan with one sentence, then turned his head and asked Yang Heng again.

"Since you earned this money, then I don't care what I use it for in the future, but you also made it clear in the antique market just now that it's not something you can fiddle with."

"I'm not going to make a fortune from this, I'm just looking for a few magic weapons."

"Okay, now that I've said that, I feel relieved, let's go to the Antique City in the afternoon."

"Well, then I'll cook now." Seeing that the father and son had reached an agreement, Wang Guilan hurried to the kitchen to cook.

Then the family of three, including Yang Kang, had a light meal. In the afternoon, the father and son drove straight to the Antique City in Yang Kang's car.

As far as this antique city is concerned, it is more lively in the morning, and in the afternoon, all the small stalls and hawkers have closed their stalls and gone back to eat.

But because of this, not only is it quiet in the afternoon, but it is also less messy.

But Yang Heng and the others didn't have a fixed goal when they came back, so they found a random shop and went in.

The owner of the store is a middle-aged woman in her 40s, dressed very neatly.

Seeing Yang Heng and the others coming, the proprietress immediately came to greet them warmly, then gave them the seat next to them, and warmly served them fragrant tea.

Although Yang Heng came to the Antique City for the first time, he still felt a little different about the hospitality.

But Yang Heng didn't understand the specific operation of the Antique City, so he could only sit there obediently, but he looked at Yang Kang and asked him about his situation.

And Yang Kang, who was sitting on the side, was also very confused by the situation. He didn't know what was going on at all. The proprietress must be overly enthusiastic. Could there be something tricky about it? Thinking of this, Yang Kang couldn't help looking at Yang Hongwei on the side.

To say that Yang Hongwei is already in his 50s, but his energy is very vigorous. Could it be that Uncle Yang is not safe at night?