A burden to a wealthy family, I became famous on the Internet by drawing talismans

Wen Liang returned to his room after dinner.

Zhang Zihan didn't follow her because he was stopped by someone.

A man in a striped suit looked very classy. He put one hand in his pocket and handed Zhang Zihan a box with the other hand.

Sick. Zhang Zihan left and went back to her room to rest. Those who stir up trouble can do anything, and she doesn't want to put too much effort now. Zhang Zihan doesn't know what her career means, but she can't be messy.

It was a nice Sunday morning.

Zhang Zihan packed up and went to the restaurant to eat.

There weren't many people eating there, so Wenliang had already had some fried noodles with eggs. It was a simple bowl of noodles, but it was very satisfying.

Zhang Zihan also came with one, taking two boxes of yogurt and giving one to Wenliang.

Wang Min brought over a large plate of bread and cakes. They were all beautifully made and looked appetizing.

Wen Liang finished his noodles and ate a small piece of pink cake.

Zhang Zihan saw that the girl still liked pink, unlike her who liked mint green. This small portion was more suitable for her because she was going to the desert and she could eat more.

Peng Jing came to pick up Guaibao, cleaned him up and dressed like a best man.

Wen Liang looked at him with big eyes. He actually got promoted.

Zhang Zihan saw Director Peng blinking and thought he was dating someone.

Peng Jing was very busy, so he ate noodles first. He didn't expect to be promoted, and he didn't want to be promoted. He just wanted to continue working on the show.

There are many people who work on intangible cultural heritage, just like some things, they are all superficial and empty. They are all used to attract traffic.

The variety show "Intangible Cultural Heritage Journey" is an opportunity. If the previous ones were all accumulation, then this time is a breakthrough.

After eating the noodles, Peng Jing looked at Guaibao like an old father and asked, "Are you okay?"

Wen Liang blinked. What could be the matter?

Peng Jing nodded, "I'm glad you're fine." You don't need to check the almanac before going out, it's more useful to check your baby's calendar.

Wen Liang returned to the room, took off his straw sandals, and put on his cotton shoes. Zecheng was very cold. Even with the air conditioner in the room, it was still cold.

The temperature in Liucheng was not high after the snow, so Wenliang put on a cloak and stuffed two sweaters into the box.

Wen Liang went downstairs carrying a large bag and a suitcase. The bag still contained the tools for drawing talismans.

Wang Ji came over and brought some things to the master, including a string of Buddhist beads, and explained: "This is a gift from Master Chengming."

Wen Liang took the Buddhist beads and asked casually, "What do you want to do, old monk?"

Wang Ji didn't know that the old monk had specially come to Qinglong Temple, perhaps because he had some social skills.

The eldest sister was sending the little boy away, and asked casually, "Are you okay?"

Wen Liang explained to the elder sister obediently: "The old monk probably got inspiration from my picking up people, and wanted me to help him pick up a disciple and give this to someone else. Am I going to look at a child and tell his mother to give it up?"

The elder sister laughed and hugged the little boy, saying, "Monks don't tell lies. Since these beads are given to you, they are yours. If the child is found, let the old monk go by himself. I won't beat you if I have to."

The handsome guy understood and was very curious, his imagination was full of ideas: "Could it be that the old monk has taken a fancy to it? Is he just waiting for the good boy to make a move?"

Wen Liang stared with wide eyes and asked, "Can I call the police?"

Zhang Zihan started to make fun of him: "Have you figured out who it is? Is Master Chengming very powerful?"

Wen Liang said disdainfully: "It's just that the monks at Fahua Temple now are not good enough. The old monk can only choose someone else to inherit his mantle."

Everyone looked at each other.

The auntie revealed the secret: "Now that metaphysics is on the rise, competition is fierce. Guaibao used to live in Qinglong Temple, which is obviously good. If the monk from Fahua Temple is not up to par and is at a disadvantage in the competition, there will be some problems."

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. So the old monk was quite cunning, handing this matter over to Guaibao? If it was the person chosen by Guaibao, wouldn't it be like the chosen one? This was enough to attract a lot of attention.

Zhang Zihan said: "There are many people who practice Buddhism, and there are also Buddhist colleges." Why did they attack the children?

Wen Liang did not refuse this matter, but he did not give the old monk face either, and said directly: "The old monk is quite effective."

Everyone will know. It should be said that the old monk is very powerful, but his power is limited. I would like to ask Guaibao to help find the Buddha child.

Amitabha, Fahua Temple owes the Master a huge favor.

The elder sisters and aunts were all curious, to see how Guaibao would find someone this time. They were all looking forward to it. If it wasn't done by the old monk, they would have thought it was done by the program team. But everyone wanted to watch Guaibao anyway.

Wen Liang packed up his things and left.

Peng Jing walked out of the hotel and looked back. This hotel not only had many stars, but they were also hung in prominent locations. Regardless of whether it was tacky or not, it would definitely attract a group of people.

There are a lot of people at the hotel entrance, looking for Wenliang for all kinds of things.

Zhang Zihan sat in the car and said to Wen Liang: "Chen Li's third husband is here with his child again. Will they chase him to Zecheng?"

Wen Liang responded: "It's more convenient to wait here."

Zhang Zihan's pure gossip: "Is Chen Li going to have a wedding?"

Wen Liang said: "It has nothing to do with me."

Zhang Zihan nodded. It was not impolite to discuss this with Wen Liang. It was pure gossip: "Chen Li is not yet sixty years old. She won't need you to support her after she remarries. Let's talk about it when she is sixty."

Wen Liang said: "I am neither happy nor unhappy."

Zhang Zihan nodded. She understood. It was not worth it to fall in love with someone like Chen Li. Just take care of yourself.

Maybe if someone takes care of Chen Li, she will be very happy and the happiness she gets will exceed that of being taken care of by a nanny.

Zhang Zihan looked at her phone and saw that Chen Li could actually create a trending search. She said to Wen Liang, "Chen Li needs medical treatment now, and I want to collect the debt from you."

Wen Liang was too lazy to care.

Zhang Zihan didn't bother to pay attention. There was a group of people who were just looking for trouble, trying to find all kinds of things to do with Wen Liang.

Chen Li is so nice, Zhang Zihan thought. Fortunately, Wen Liang is not her daughter, otherwise she would be so angry that she would die.

Peng Jing took a few girls to the airport and was stopped by a group of people again.

A woman rushed to Wen Liang excitedly and shouted, "Your mother spent 500,000 yuan, and you don't even pay 500,000 yuan? I don't care what's going on between you and your daughter, you have to give me this money immediately!"

The woman flew away.

A young woman stabbed her to death with a knife, although she originally wanted to stab Wen Liang.

Wenliang left.

Zhang Zihan calmly followed Wen Liang and asked, "Where did that psychopath come from?"

Wen Liang replied: "A fan of Qi Yifei."

Zhang Zihan was stunned. Qi Yifei had such crazy fans? She was scared and asked hurriedly, "What did Qi Yifei do again?"

Wen Liang said: "Someone helped me and said that I would harm them. Qi Yifei was willing to help them."

Zhang Zihan was running out of ideas, and said to Wen Liang stupidly, "Because you want to draw talismans to control those idiots, Qi Yifei wants to give them freedom?" She cleverly concluded, "Some of them are indeed idiots."

Some people don't have to worry about their livelihood and just spend their days fooling around on the Internet, and they really don't want to.