After the rebirth of the metaphysics boss, he won in a wealthy family

It was the first time Yan Hebai saw this person, obviously his appearance was not vicious, but this harmless appearance fell into Yan Hebai's eyes, as if he was some treacherous villain.

There was traces of hostility in Yan Hebai's eyes.

Zhang Huaizhen raised his eyes and looked over.

"I'll tell you why you're living here. The neighbor is such a kind person, with a purple aura and a golden light all over his body. If you rub it a little, you should have both blessings and blessings."

Zhang Huaizhen had a thick face, he could clearly see Yan Hebai's hostility towards him, but he could still keep a straight face, "This believer, have you ever considered that you want to come to Longhu Mountain to make incense?"

"What did you call me?" Yan Hebai asked, his voice not angry but majestic.

Zhang Huaizhen looked Yan Hebai up and down, he looked very dignified and full of city, how could he speak like an idiot.

Zhang Huaizhen comforted himself not to be too troublesome, this was to pry Tang Simi's corner: "The meaning of good faith means that you are a Taoist pilgrim and a believer."

"I'm not." Yan Hebai's tone was firm.

Zhang Huai was really choked by him, "No, then you can think about it, the world is not peaceful recently, most people like you will be harassed."

"It's that kind of harassment by wild ghosts knocking on the window and wandering souls like dreams, do you know?"

What he said was really not alarmist.

These things are not what Yan Hebai really encountered.

but……

"Do you want to believe me? I'm not a charlatan. I can see from your face that you are not short of money. In the future, if you encounter problems that can't be solved even if you have money, come to me again. I'll be here anytime."

Zhang Huai really wanted Yan Hebai as a client.

The meritorious deeds on Yan Hebai's body were shining golden light, and inside the golden light, there was another layer of purple aura. This is the nobleman among the nobles.

Just like what he himself said, even a little bit of purple energy from Yan Hebai will be of great benefit to practice.

"Sir, think about it, I will sign a name card for you." Zhang Huaizhen said, afraid that Yan Hebai would not understand: "The name card is my business card."

"No need." Yan Hebai was still resolute.

Zhang Huai really didn't understand: "Mr. is a businessman, why don't you believe this?"

Yan Hebai thought he was annoying, but he still replied: "I believe in something else."

Zhang Huaizhen asked, "Are you a Buddhist?"

Yan Hebai said directly: "I believe in Tang Simi."

This sentence directly blocked Zhang Huaizhen.

The familiar feeling of suffocation came again.

Back then Zhang Huaizhen went to Beijing to practice.

When he ran into Tang Simi, who was in his teens, he was perfectly suppressed by a little milk dumpling.

In those few years, Zhang Huaizhen was just a poor little girl living under the shadow of Tang Simi.

He complained to Tang Simi secretly, always comparing himself with Tang Simi.

After every comparison failed miserably, Zhang Huaizhen realized that he seemed to like Tang Simi.

I just fell in love with Tang Simi.

Longhushan is the ancestral home of Zhengyi, and the disciples of Zhengyi can get married.

"Are you here to be funny?" Tang Simi looked triumphant, and she lifted up the small minibus.

Tang Simi was smiling when she saw Yan Hebai lowered his head, and at Yan Hebai's feet, there were two little paper figurines rubbing against Yan Hebai's trousers.

After noticing Tang Simi's gaze, they jumped towards Tang Simi's side.

The little paper figurine circled around Tang Simi first.

"Hey." Tang Simi sighed, "Look at my little paper figurines, they all know how to express their liking."

Zhang Huaizhen's face turned red, as if he wanted to say something, but he never said it.

The little paper figurine fell into Tang Simi's hands obediently, and Tang Simi was taken aback by his sudden arrival.

"Why are you so weird, don't you choke me?"

Tang Simi was puzzled. The two little paper figurines in her hand tilted their heads together, as if there were big question marks hanging on their heads.

Leng Xuelu laughed out loud, and Yan Wuqing clenched his fist and put it on the corner of his lips to sneer.

It was just the snickering of the two, and when Yan Hebai glanced over for a moment, they all fell silent.

But in their hearts, they laughed even louder.

Tang Simi's liking was worse than friendship.

Forget about Zhang Huaizhen, he likes to play around like a child, and people with a discerning eye can tell that he won't assist.

But Yan Hebai's vinegar is different.

Yan Hebai was too calm, too calm.

But this kind of vinegar, which seems to be brewed with exquisite craftsmanship, is sour enough to eat.

It's just that the sour taste seems to be tasted only by the person involved.

Tang Simi looked at Yan Hebai again, the two little paper figurines were squirming, one little paper figurine was hiding behind the other, and the little paper figurine standing in front flexibly moved towards Yan Hebai. Blow a kiss.

The strange movements of the little paper figurine are rare and abnormal.

This was the first time Tang Simi saw them, and she covered the two little paper figurines offering treasures.

He tapped the little paper figurine's head with his fingertips: "You two, when did you come back? Why don't you come to me?"

The little paper man was babbling.

Others couldn't understand, but Tang Simi understood everything.

Tang Simi's eyes narrowed, her lips were pursed with rare tension.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Huaizhen asked.

"I just discovered a very coincidental thing."

Tang Simi blinked, as if everything was unfolding in front of her.

"what's up?"

Tang Simi said: "I have a lot of ancient books in Shenxiao Palace, and I know them all by heart. It's just that I have learned very little."

"So..." Zhang Huaizhen had a guess in his heart, but he was afraid that Tang Simi would slap him in the face, so he didn't dare to speak.

"I stole it." Tang Simi admitted generously.

"It really is you!" This feeling of emptiness was so exciting that Zhang Huaizhen felt that Tang Simi was deliberately angry with him before admitting it.

Tang Simi said, "I only went to Panlong Mountain."

"I used to only understand superficially, but now I have mastered it thoroughly, and I have thoroughly understood the ancient books of Panlong Mountain."

If you want to connect them together, you really can only be someone who has seen through Panlong Mountain's Kanyu.

"Yang Family's Feng Shui Bureau, Long Family's Feng Shui Bureau... Qing Yuan's Feng Shui Bureau..."

"I was wrong."

As Tang Simi spoke, she suddenly retorted.

Zhang Huaizhen always felt that Tang Simi was doing something important. He was thinking of Tang Simi on the way to Haicheng just now.

So he couldn't understand a word of what Tang Simi said.

Tang Simi said: "It started from Qingyuan."

Tang Simi was taken back from Shitou Village by the Tang family, and the first time she had dinner with Yan Hebai was Qingyuan.

"Master Yan, do you often eat in Qingyuan?"

In Tang Simi's previous contact with Yan Wu, and the shopkeeper of Qingyuan's attitude towards Yan Hebai, the answer is self-evident.

"Yes." Yan Wu answered very solemnly. Yan Wu was responsible for Yan Hebain's daily life. If there was a problem in this area, Yan Wu's professional ethics and the bottom line of the housekeeper would make him feel that he was extremely dereliction of duty.

Tang Simi turned around.

Just behind her villa, and Yan Hebai's villa, is the place where Tang Simi sacrificed herself when the vagina was damaged.

"This is the tip of the dragon-slaying knife. Someone gently pushes it, and it will take Yan Hebai's life."