The underworld chef.

"In another sixty-four days, the prohibition set by this god should have dissipated due to the exhaustion of energy." The Red Eyebrow Ghost Emperor, wearing a purple dragon robe, sat upright on the dark clouds turned into millions of unjust ghosts, closed his eyes and carefully checked the spatial barriers of the underworld, and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"When the gods' restrictions disperse, it will be when my underworld enters the earth!" He murmured to himself as he stood up from the chair turned into a ghost, his expression seemed very urgent.

"The Earth's - Piao Astronomy - has stepped onto the small path in the mountains, looking leisurely like traveling around the mountains and waters.

There are a large number of Taoist temples in Longhu Mountain, including Wenhui Temple, Qianyuan Temple, Huizhen Taoist temple, Zixiao Taoist temple, Qingxi Taoist temple and dozens of other places, but Piaotianwenzi, walk leisurely.

"Hello, tourists are not allowed here, please turn around and go back." A small Taoist boy immediately came up to stop him and said, "Thank you for your cooperation."

Taoist boys are not like Taoist boys, but rather like staff from a scenic spot.

When Ye Yangcheng was not angry when he heard what the Taoist boy, who was about fourteen or fifteen years old, he smiled and said, "I want to meet Master Zhang Tian of this generation," "You are the 327th person who asked to meet Master Zhang Tian today." The little Taoist boy was not surprised and said in an old fashion: "It is also the 666th person who asked to meet Master Zhang Tian this month, but the 4,665 people in front of you all left consciously."

The implication is that you should be more sensible and leave quickly.

Ye Jiancheng couldn't help but smile when he heard this. He stood there without any intention of turning around and leaving. He asked, "What if I have to meet Master Zhang?"

"Two choices." The little Taoist boy skillfully raised his two fingers and said, "On the first day of the month, the fifteenth day of the month, Master Zhang will show up to pray for tourists. You can see Master Zhang after a few days."

"How many days will you have to wait?" Ye Yangcheng frowned slightly: "What about the second choice?"

"Go to the Taoist temple to donate some incense money. Maybe Master Zhang Tian will tell fortunes and divine fortunes for you." The little Taoist boy smiled treacherously and looked at Ye Yangcheng with great fun and said, "But the amount of incense money is......"

"Incense money?" Ye Yangcheng was stunned and asked, "Is 10,000 enough?"

The cash he carried was only 10,000 yuan, and he didn't have any extra cash to donate this incense money. If he hadn't asked for a question, how could he have argued with this little Taoist boy here with a smile? He wouldn't believe that he wouldn't have seen Master Zhang Tian!

"Ten thousand?" Hearing Ye Yangcheng's words, the little Taoist boy sneered: "Someone donated 60,000 yesterday but couldn't see Zhang Tianshi. Do you think it's enough?", "Uh...", Ye Yangcheng laughed and asked: "Can you swipe your card here?", "Of course, you can keep pace with the times!", the little Taoist boy smiled happily and said: "But we don't swipe credit cards here."

"Okay." Ye Yangcheng nodded with laughter and cry, and said, "Take me there."

"Come with me." "The little Taoist boy smiled like a smile, and led Ye Yangcheng to the front yard of Shangqing Temple. After saying a few words to a Taoist priest in his thirties, Ye Yangcheng who followed him became even more amused and crying.

The little Taoist's voice is very soft, but how can I hide it from Ye Yangcheng?

"Brother Zhang Liu, then another fat sheep comes. Give him the quota today?" The Taoist priest in his thirties looked up at Yeyangcheng. He also asked in a low voice: "How much can he pay? It's not possible to be less than 80,000! The ancestor only gives one quota every week, saying that those who are destined to know... I laughed, whoever has money these days will be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be." "Then how do I know?" The Taoist boy said: "Look first. If he wants to give more money, then give him the quota. If the money he gives is less, then just find a reason to send him away?" "Then okay, go up and talk." The Taoist priest in his thirties nodded.

The little Taoist boy turned around, walked out a few steps before reaching Ye Yangcheng, bowed and said, "My senior brother said that the ancestor is reciting and should not be disturbed, Immortal...", "It's easy to do things if you have money." Ye Yangcheng couldn't help laughing anymore: "I understand, 80,000, right? Take the machine over.", "Ah?", the little Taoist boy suddenly turned red, but he didn't expect that Ye Yangcheng would all listen to it.

But he was not angry and angry about trying to drive Ye Zhucheng away, after all, no one would be unable to get along with the money.

He laughed dryly and turned around to get the Pos machine. He asked Ye Yangcheng to take out his bank card and swipe it, and then asked Ye Yangcheng to press the password.

A few minutes later, the Taoist priest in his thirties who had no idea had walked up with a solemn look on his face, bowed to Ye Yangcheng and said, "The Emperor Wuliang Tianzun..."

"Take me to see Master Zhang Tian." He had no good feelings for such a merciful Taoist priest. Before he could finish his sentence, Ye Yangcheng waved his hand impatiently, "He paid for one hand and delivered the goods." The Taoist priest's face turned blue and red when he was said by Ye Yangcheng. He was angry at the moment, "The ancestor is reciting and will not accept customers for the time being. You can come again in a few days!", "Do you think I am second?" Ye Yangcheng smiled, shook his hand and pushed him aside, ignoring the Taoist's rejection at all, and strode into the inner room covered by yellow cloth.

After entering this inner room, Ye Yangcheng realized that this was actually a place for Taoists to rest and rest. The Taoist priest in his thirties had entered and exited here, and he was not asking Master Zhang Tian to instruct him, but simply walked in here to show off!

"What a Shangqing Temple" What a Zhang Tianshi!" Seeing this scene, Ye Yangcheng laughed so much that he snorted coldly: "Don't come in if you are sick or not." If you are rich or not, please come in if you are sick or not... The face of Taoism was lost by you, a group of bastards!" The dozen or so Taoists who were resting in this inner room were stunned when they heard this. They never expected that a tourist who suddenly broke in would scold them!

More than a dozen Taoist priests were stunned by Ye Yangcheng's scolding, but Ye Yangcheng was not stunned, but said loudly: "Shi Zhang Tian, ​​Zhang Yuanhua! If you don't come out, don't blame me for forcing me to break in!" Zhang Tianshi was actually punching on the lawn behind the inner room. Ye Yangcheng's shout immediately attracted his attention.

Zhang Tianshi, who was nearly seventy years old, frowned slightly and said aloud: "Wuliang Tianzun...", "Boom..." Ye Yangcheng kicked a big hole in the wall of Ran's room. Zhang Tianshi, who was standing behind, was immediately covered in dust and completely dumbfounded.

Who is this person? What does he want to do? I wonder if you need to pay double compensation for intentional damage to the scenic area building?!
Chapter completed!