"Okay, I'll give you a hundred points." Chen Li took out a liter of morning yogurt from the freezer. "It's worth ten."

Hong brought the roast goose to the table. "Nonsense, I am a 100-cent beauty, I need you to add it?" Finally, she saw Chen Li pouring the yogurt into the cup, drinking it all over in one breath and pouring it down. She couldn't help but put her right cheek in front of Chen Li, and slowly slid her fingers on her face and said, "Do you know why your skin is not as delicate as me?"

Chen Li was just concerned about drinking yogurt and shook his head.

"Because you don't know how to maintain your health. Don't drink frozen even in summer? The human body can only live for up to two hundred years even in an environment that is completely uninvasive. Anything that has a stimulating effect on the body will increase the body's functions and endocrine load. You drink room temperature liquid in Futian..."

While Hong was talking, Chen Li finished the second cup and poured the third cup of frozen yogurt.

So she stopped talking.

"It's just playing the piano with a cow. Please pay attention to your image at least." After she said that, she remembered Chen Li's motorcycle again. "School is about to start. Can you change that motorcycle to a car? You know that driving a motorcycle is very unstyled, do you know? It was cool when I was in junior high school and high school. I also drove a motorcycle in college. It gave people the feeling of being childish, immature, unsavory, unstyled, and unclassified..."

"Miss Hong, please put away these arguments. I will set my own taste." Chen Li added a piece of roast goose before putting it into his mouth, "In addition, you seem particularly long-winded today."

Hong drank gently. The warm milk spread Chen Li's eyes and said angrily, "School is about to start. Thanks to the publicity of your good brothers, others think I am your girlfriend."

Mr. Chen, do you need to consider your own image? Your personal image will become the standard for others to evaluate my taste. Can you give me some face? Mr. Chen, I need to make sincere suggestions to care about style and taste. If it is not something to be proud of, then your attitude of not caring at all is not worthy of pride."

Chen Li laughed and said in fear of being angry, "This kind of rumor is so hateful, it completely destroys my image. How could I choose someone like you as my girlfriend?"

Hong smiled exaggeratedly, her smile was sweet, but her eyes were cold. In the blink of an eye, her smile disappeared.

"Mr. Chen, do you believe that a lady will splash milk on your face when she gets angry 9"

"I believe. But I think milk is drunk."

Hong eats less breakfast, and she is very restrained and self-binding in her daily diet. Her daily diet will be adjusted according to the changes in weight. When she is in a good state, she eats lightly; when she is in a bad state, she will eat some refreshing health drinks.

Chen Li would have said before that she was really tired of living.

But now it won’t be. Because everyone lives very tired, but the way they are tired is different.

Hong walked through the living room in a mopping robe and entered the room to change her clothes.

Chen Li withdrew his gaze and recalled Hong's appearance in his nightgown. He was moved for a moment and felt that Hong's posture often made people feel pleasing to the eye.

‘Under the appearance of an angel’ is a devil’s heart. Devil, what expression will you have if you realize that you have been working with the devil?

When I walked out of the door, I was still wearing a red outfit.

She does like the red wardrobe that Chen Li once curiously looked at the red wardrobe, all kinds of red colors.

"You've lived... it's actually a mental illness, and you really don't plan to treat it?"

"No - healing! Only by wearing red clothes can I feel comfortable."

Hong's attitude is very firm.

This is something that makes her abnormal. She knows very well, but she is unwilling to change. On this issue, Hong will also forget about style, image, taste and other issues.

Hong's mother died of lung cancer. Before she died, in Hong's memory, every time she saw her mother coughing up bleeding, she was frightened and frightened, not knowing what to do. She changed the sheets and clothes at that time, at the age of a young age, would constantly scrub the bright red blood without a trace.

However, her mother's coughing more and more blood until she passed away...

When her mother passed away, Hong became fond of red. Because her mother liked red, when she was wearing red clothes in the red feeling, she was as warm and comfortable as if she was wearing the blood-stained clothes coughed out by her deceased mother. She was warm and comfortable, no longer feeling lonely or helpless.

It's like, always in the arms of my mother.

Hong likes this feeling and likes the warmth of staying in her mother's arms. So, she refuses to treat her mental illness.

Chen Li started the motorcycle, and before getting on the bus, Hong couldn't help complaining about dissatisfaction.

"It's better to ride a taxi than ride a motorcycle on such a hot day?"

"The road to Taoist temple is not open, so don't complain, okay? I always feel like my mother!"

Hong got on the motorcycle, took Chen Li's helmet, and put Hui on his head.

“Aren’t you afraid of heat?”

"It's too embarrassing to be recognized by someone!"

"What a vain woman..." Chen Ying sighed and started the motorcycle.

The mountain road in Nanshan began to be built a few months ago, and the enthusiasm of villagers to participate was very high.

The power of the incense of Daxian Taoist Temple has driven the prosperity of Nanshan Village at the foot of the mountain. Today, there are more than 30 restaurants opened by farmers, and in addition, there is a hotel opened by the Boxer Association.

The road has only been built for five miles now. The road on the mountain was too narrow, and it is not a simple matter.

Hong was riding a motorcycle, and she was on the mountain road and wanted to go home.

She was not interested in ghost theory. Especially after knowing that the Daxian Taoist temple was invested by the Boxer Association, she was even less interested. If it weren't for her father's entrustment, she had no intention of coming.

After finally reaching Taoguan Square, Hong jumped out of the car, took off her helmet, and breathed in fresh air in big mouthfuls.

The Great Immortal Taoist Temple last year, after two months of construction, became very different from the past.

The area has expanded ten times, and the central hall where the body of the Taoist ancestors is shaped covers an area of ​​200 square meters. The body is shaped with copper and the body is shaped with gold lacquer. At that time, Chen Li was originally worried about the golden body, but Zhang Daxian told him that the ancient golden body was a bronze body.

A large incense cauldron was placed in front of the body of the Taoist ancestor, and the incense was filled with incense.

Surrounded by red painted wooden cabinets made of walls, each drawer has a corresponding number for lottery draws, which is convenient for people to get the signature text.

The one who explained the sign was Zhang Daxian.

There are ten young Taoist priests in the Taoist temple who do odd jobs. These Taoist priests are all disciples of Zhang Daxian. Simply put, they can't help.

Chen Li knew that Zhang Daxian had a very difficult time this year.

When Zhang Daxian was alone facing the people he got, he was polite. But in fact, he was a person who was very afraid of contact with strangers. It was because of this that he liked to live a life like a hermit in the mountains and forests. At first, Chen Li told him that he was very happy to invest in the construction of the Taoist temple.

He felt that Chen Li, who had experienced the changes of the Demon Star, would naturally be full of awe of the gods. It is normal and a good thing to have such a heart.

Later, people from Taoist temples gradually came for a long time. At first, Zhang Daxian had nothing, and more and more people came with him. He began to feel that he was no longer there, noisy, noisy, and even fearful!

To this day, Zhang Daxian is still reluctantly pretending to be a master who is silent and does not speak easily. In fact, he is afraid of talking to one stranger after another, and hates that kind of conversation, which will make him irritated. However, the prosperity of the Taoist temple was originally a result that a Taoist practitioner needs and desires.

Whether it is Taoism or Buddhism, in addition to constantly practicing oneself, practitioners also have ways to preach to speed up the process of practice. The more preaching, the faster they will improve their cultivation, and the more Taoisms they can comprehend during the practice. Because of this, although Zhang Daxian was uncomfortable, he could not leave.

When he saw Chen Lilai, Zhang Daxian pulled him and spoke to the Great Immortal Curie.

"Little brother, you finally come. Such a big Taoist temple cannot be by my own! Hurry up and invite the master."

The master Zhang Daxian mentioned was actually in the south mountain, deeper in the mountains. Chen Li didn't understand why Zhang Daxian didn't invite him. On the phone, Zhang Daxian said that he had a last resort.

At this moment, Chen Li realized that Zhang Daxian was not unwilling to see that person at all.

The master Zhang Daxian mentioned was much younger than him, only twenty-seven years old.

But he is a genius who practices Taoism.

When he was in Wudang Mountain, the man focused on Zhang Daxian’s heirloom, a rare piece of blood jade that was very conducive to the cultivation of Taoism.

Shortly after Zhang Daxian left Wudang Mountain, the man came after Yu.

There was no robbery, nor was there ever begging.

When he arrived in Nanshan, he only said one thing to Zhang Daxian.

"The opportunity comes, and the jade comes."

Zhang Daxian could not calculate the chance of a dead person. He was afraid of this sentence, but he was unwilling to believe it.

Not long ago, Zhang Daxian finally understood that that person did see through the secrets of heaven and that his cultivation was much more profound than him.

Now that person doesn't have to ask for it, Zhang Daxian is willing to exchange jade for him to take root in the Taoist temple. With that person in the Taoist temple, the incense of the Taoist temple will definitely be more powerful. Zhang Daxian can also be a relaxed owner, without having to do everything himself to explain the fortune of others.

However, Zhang Daxian could not see that person. The man set up a magic circle deep in the South Mountain. Zhang Daxian's cultivation was not enough to break it, so he couldn't get in at all! Zhang Daxian knew in his heart that the reason that this person did this was the consideration of fellow disciples and fellow Taoists. It was a detrimental to let a fellow disciple ask him in person.

"The opportunity comes" comes, the king comes...

Zhang Daxian then understood that only Chen Li, the initiator, could step into the magic circle.

Of course, Zhang Daxian is unwilling to say these facts and cannot say them.

Admitting that another person is younger than him and has higher cultivation than him, of course, Zhang Daxian's self-esteem is unacceptable. It is too destructive to what he claims to be, unprecedented, and chasing the so-called profound cultivation image of Taoist ancestors...
Chapter completed!