Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Fantasy -> Taoist is not easy to mess with

Chapter 635 Are you sick yet?

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    One day later, in a small village at the junction of Beijing and Hebei, a BMW with a Tangshan license plate drove into a field near the village.

    "Bang, bang" the BMW stopped next to a field, Xiang Que and Chen Xia got down and leaned against the car, an old man was busy working alone in the opposite field.

    "Without him, there would be no you?" Chen Xia was wearing a very ordinary plaid shirt and jeans, no makeup, plain and light, simple but not simple.

    Xiang took a cigarette, thought for a while, and said with some uncertainty: "In general, it can be said that way, but who knows if there is a dead old man doing something behind the scenes?"

    After Xiang Que woke up, his thinking was sorted out a little bit. He always felt that there should be the shadow of Gujing Temple behind what happened after entering Beijing, but he really didn't understand how Gujing Temple was leading him to go.  go down.

    After smoking a cigarette, Xiang Que waved his hand towards the field and called out: "Grandpa"

    "Shua" Old Cao Tou looked back when he heard someone greet him from behind, and was a little dazed.

    Xiang Que raised his head and said with a smile, "Grandpa, it's me"

    Lao Cao put down the hoe in his hand and came to the horizon. After staring at it for a long time, the old man stretched out his finger and asked, "Cao An?"

    "Grandpa, it's me." Xiang Que suddenly opened his hands and hugged Lao Cao's head, then turned around and pulled Chen Xia to kneel down with a "plop", and kowtowed respectfully.

    "Oh, what are you doing, kid?" Old Cao helped the two of them up with embarrassment, looked at Xiang Que carefully and asked, "Cao An, what are you  is good"

    "Fortunately, I saw a doctor in the capital" Xiang Que ambiguously brought up his question, and the old Cao head took another look at Chen Xia, and asked in surprise, "Your little girlfriend?  "

    Xiang Que gritted his teeth and said, "You can also call her granddaughter-in-law."

    A few hours later in the capital city, on the way to Tsinghua University, old man Cao was directly pulled into the car by Xiang Que and brought over.

    After going to Ma'an Village, Xiang Que lied to old man Cao that Cao Haoran missed him a lot and asked him to come and pick you up. At first, old Cao didn't want to say that the capital and Ma'an Village were quite close, and wanted to see  On the one hand, it¡¯s easy. In the future, I¡¯ll talk about it when I¡¯m free. If he leaves, there will be no one to do so much work in the field. But Xiang Queyi said that after Cao Haoran left home, people who got angry all lost weight and didn¡¯t think about food.  After that, Lao Cao was not calm anymore.

    ? On Tsinghua University campus, staff dormitory.

    When the BMW drove downstairs, Cao Haoran sat on the steps downstairs with a sad expression on his face. He looked really thin. Next to him was Han Shuhua, who was talking to Cao Haoran with his hands on his cheeks.

    "Brother An, where did you go? No one has believed him for a few days, hey, you said his head is not normal, can someone take it away, and then"

    Cao Haoran asked in a daze: "Then what happened?"

    Han Shuhua gave him a blank look, and said, "It's said in the news that there are gangs who specialize in targeting dementia and idiots, robbing people and killing them, doing organ trading, and asking for whatever is valuable on the body, and then people go wherever they want  Just bury it"

    Cold sweat broke out on Cao Haoran's head, and he asked, "Is it going to be this miserable?"

    "There is also a stronger end than this, such as discounting Cao An's arms and legs, and then throwing him on the street for him to beg for."

    "Oh, don't be scary here." Cao Haoran said speechlessly: "He just left with an old man in the school. I went to inquire yesterday, and the old man said he didn't know where he went, but he must  It's okay, I'll be back in a few days."

    "Crackling" a BMW parked outside the staff dormitory building, old man Cao pushed open the door and walked down, patted Chen Xia's arm to Xiang Que and said: "Get out of the car and chat with their family, I'll go out for a while  just come back"

    "Well, hurry up." Chen Xia and Lao Cao got out of the BMW, and Cao Haoran suddenly looked at the two of them and the car that had already driven away.

    "GrandpaGrandpa?" Cao Haoran bounced like a spring, pointed at Chen Xia dumbfounded and said: "No, Grandpa, what are you doing  Fish it out of the river again to have a look?"

    "Don't talk nonsense, that's your brother-in-law's daughter-in-law." Old man Cao glared at him.

    Chen Xia said softly with a smile: "You are Cao Haoran, right? I am Xiang Que's friend, that is what you call Cao An"

    Han Shuhua blinked his eyes, looked down at himself and said with his mouth curled up, "If Tsinghua's school flower is taken out, it will be too worthless."

    The driver took Xiang Que and did not go far. After ten minutes, the BMW stopped in front of a small courtyard in the depths of Tsinghua University.

      After Xiang Que got out of the car, he pushed open the courtyard door with his hands behind his back, and the old man inside was dozing off on a rocking chair with his eyes closed.

    Xiang Que casually moved a chair and sat opposite, the old man closed his eyes and said, "Are you back?"

    "Well, I'm back," nodded to the shortcoming.

    The old man opened his eyes, squinted at him and said, "I don't even want to say thank you."

    Xiang Que bared his teeth and said with a smile: "You must have a lot to do with our view of ancient and modern times. Do I still need to thank you? Isn't it too far-fetched?"

    The old man pointed at him, and said: "It is a virtue to be ashamed of your master. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have stayed in the capital for decades."

    Xiang Que leaned forward and asked softly: "Then you and my master are"

    "After four or nine years, he planned to leave after handling the National Games, but he needed someone to stay in the capital after he left, so he invited me out"

    "What's your name?" Xiang Que asked with interest.

    The old man glanced at him and said, "My surname is Wang, and I have lived in Lingnan for generations."

    "Hehe, I heard that there is a big man in Lingnan called Wang Chaotian"

    "It's just not talented," the old man said with a faint nod.

    The fact that the Lingnan Chaotian family can compete with Yang Gong's geomantic omen in the south and the north is actually supported by Chaotian alone in the final analysis. Unlike Yang Gong's Fengshui passed down from Yang Junsong, the Lingnan Wang family has little background  It's a pity that Wang Chaotian's generation has only been passed on for two generations.

    Therefore, outsiders describe Wang Chaotian as the most glamorous figure in Fengshui, who has been crowned for hundreds of years, and even Mrs. Yang has to nod to admit this.

    It's just been so many years, Wang Chaotian has never shown up before, and gradually disappeared from people's eyes, but I'm afraid no one would have thought that Wang Chaotian, who had disappeared for decades, would actually sit in the capital for the National Games Grand Formation.

    "I am commensurate with Fatty Wang's brother, so don't I have to teach you how to be a great grandfather?" Xiang Que said with a smile, licking his face.

    If you like Taoist priests, please collect them: Taoist priests are not easy to mess with, and the update speed is the fastest.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report