Golden Fishing Village

Lu Wuji was glad that he did not participate in the gambling in a moment of enthusiasm. Ao Muyang was very satisfied with the price of 22 million, and he paid for it on the spot and booked a boat.

A huge sum of money that most people would never make in their lifetime was withdrawn from his bank card. Lu Wuji stared at him and found that his mood did not fluctuate.

This surprised him, and he asked tentatively: "Is fishing at sea very profitable now?"

Ao Muyang said: "I don't make much money, so I can barely support my family."

Lu Wuyi suddenly showed a look of disdain: "Oh, then your money comes from corruption, right? Damn it, I heard people say that being a village chief can make tens of millions of stolen money and I still don't believe it, but it turns out it's true."

"Shabi, you are not cute at all now." Ao Muyang said contemptuously.

Lu Wuyi immediately jumped up: "Why are you scolding me?"

Ao Muyang spread his hands and said, "I didn't scold you, I was just stating the facts, right?"

He turned around and asked the consultant. The consultant said yes and no, and no and no. He knew that he was an outsider and he was one of his own. There was no place for him to intervene here, so he quickly found an excuse and ran away.

Lu Wuji said: "Do you dare to say that this money was not embezzled by you?"

Ao Muyang said proudly: "This money was given to your brother-in-law and me by the Navy. Your brother-in-law and I helped the Navy perform a very difficult mission in the Bonte Sea. This is a reward!"

Lu Wuyi sneered and said, "Yo yo yo, you are really awesome."

"You are so stupid." Ao Muyang continued to bicker with him.

Lu Wuyu wanted to curse, but Lao Ao suddenly said: "Xiaoxiao, why did you suddenly become so angry? I remember that you had a good temper yesterday."

The topic changed a bit abruptly, and Lu Wuji was confused for a moment: How should he answer? If you deny it, it means that you used to have a bad temper.

So he could only answer subconsciously: "Yes, I used to have a good temper..."

"Then I know what's going on," Lao Ao sighed, "Your heart is full of resentment now, that's why you have such a bad temper, alas!"

That heavy sigh was full of concern for the country and the people.

"You said I was influenced by that evil spirit?" Lu Wuyi understood what he meant, but he didn't quite believe it now, "Brother-in-law, please stop scaring me. I think this kind of thing is a bit ridiculous..."

"Shh, don't talk nonsense outside." Lao Ao said seriously, "There is a lot of yang energy outside, but there is very little yang energy in your body. Feel it for yourself. Do you feel cold in your body?"

Lu Wuyi felt it carefully for a while, then raised his head with a look of panic on his face.

Ao Muyang made a shushing gesture to him and whispered: "We'll talk about it when we get back."

"Then go back quickly, why are you still lingering here?" The young man was really panicked.

Lu Zhizi looked at the two of them confused and said, "What are you talking about? Xiaoxiao, are you feeling unwell?"

Lu Wuyi was in panic at this time and had no time to pay attention to her.

Then Lu Zhizi asked Ao Muyang, and Ao Muyang whispered: "It's okay, I'm scaring him."

Lu Zhizi said: "Didn't he say that he felt cold in his body?"

Ao Muyang said: "The air conditioner is turned on so much, aren't you cold? Besides, your brother can tell at a glance that he has kidney deficiency. It is very common to have cold body and internal cold."

The boat they boarded was a prototype and was for display only, not for sale. The yacht that belongs to them has not yet left the factory. The manufacturer needs to make decoration arrangements according to the two people's requirements. It will take at least a month to complete and deliver it.

The three of them had lunch at the hotel, and then took advantage of the bright sunshine at noon to return to the village.

On the way back, they took a detour and passed by the red, magenta, red, and white wedding street. Ao Muyang said that he had an upset stomach and went to the toilet, asking the two of them to wait.

Lu Wuji started to feel superior again: "There must be something wrong with the food hygiene just now. Alas, in Hongyang, a city like Hongyang, in a high-end hotel in Jinling, there will definitely be no problems with food hygiene!"

Lu Zhizi didn't want to offend him, so he listened to his mumblings in one ear and out the other.

Lu Wuji muttered to himself for a while and felt bored. He saw someone laying out a tablecloth on the street. Pressing a corner of the tablecloth was an antique wooden jar with many bamboo sticks inserted in it.

So he hesitated for a moment and then stepped forward and said: "Master, which school do you study under? How much does fortune telling cost?"

"What?" asked the old man with white hair and white beard.

Lu Wuyi sighed: "I want to tell my fortune. Please help me calculate my fortune and life expectancy this year..."

"You go to the gentleman to tell your fortune. Why do you go to me, a tableware seller?" The old man looked confused.

Lu Wuyi took out a bamboo stick and took a look, Mad bamboo chopsticks!

Ao Muyang hurried back and they continued walking forward.

Lu Wuyi said impatiently: "Let's take a taxi, it's too hot today."

"It would be better if you get more sunshine." Ao Muyang said coldly.

Lu Zhizi gently persuaded: "After crossing this street, we can take a taxi. There are too many people here. Where can we find a taxi?"

As they were walking, a middle-aged monk with a solemn appearance and a bright red cassock suddenly appeared.

With nimble steps, he stopped the three of them like a ghost and sang: "Amitabha, Junior Brother Ao, long time no see. I just vaguely saw your figure from a friend's shop and rushed to see you. Sure enough, we bumped into each other here. ”

Ao Muyang looked at the monk and said in surprise: "Ah, Senior Brother Puyin, what a coincidence, we meet here, why are you here?"

The monk put his hands together and saluted Lu Zhizi and his brother. He was about to answer, but his eyes suddenly stopped when he came to Lu Wuyi and said: "Amitabha, the little benefactor has hidden lead in the seal hall and hanging red in the mirror. I may be worried about you."

Lu Wuyi asked in a panic: "What do you mean, master?"

The monk frowned slightly and asked, "Little donor, have you been to any dirty places or done anything ridiculous recently?"

Lu Wuyi was about to answer, but he found Ao Muyang winking at the monk, so he immediately shouted: "Brother-in-law, what do you mean? Tell the master about it."

Ao Muyang ignored him and asked the monk, "Senior Brother Puyin, why did you come to Hongyang this time?"

The monk said: "I came here because of a sinful matter related to worldly affairs. Before I became a monk, a relative suffered a disaster. In order to become an Internet celebrity, his child actually performed in a mass grave and sang karaoke. As a result, there are some scandals now. It’s starting to happen, let’s take a look. Oh, this is your brother-in-law? What’s going on with him?”

Lu Wuji said hurriedly: "Master, that's it. Yesterday, I..."

"He has too little yang energy. He was caught in the dirt when I went up the mountain yesterday, but it's not a big problem..." Ao Muyang interrupted him.

Lu Wuji immediately interrupted him and shouted, "Isn't this a big problem for me?"

Puyin smiled and said: "Donor, don't be afraid. Your problem is indeed not big. My junior brother can deal with this matter of yours by pinching the snail with three fingers. You can easily catch it, so there is no need to worry."

Someone hurriedly ran up from a distance: "Master Puyin, what you want is ready."

"Junior brother Ao, I have something else to do and I have to leave first. When this mundane matter is finished, I will go to Panlongdi to catch up with you." Puyin smiled at the three of them. Before leaving, he took off a string of Buddhist beads. He handed it to Lu Wuyi and said, "Little donor, you have severe yin deficiency in your bones and insufficient yang energy. The poor monk will give you this string of Dharma beads in the hope that you can count the beads and chant sutras all night long."

Lu Wuyi was so excited that he almost shed tears: "Thank you, Master."