Goldfinger Auction

"What we are in now is the boundary of Lingtai Mountain.

"There are five peaks in Lingtai Mountain, all of which belong to my grandfather.

"He lives on Fangcun Peak, and the other four peaks all look exactly the same as Fangcun Peak.

"Without special guidance, even if you enter Lingtai Mountain, you will not be able to find the real Fangcun Peak."

Jiang Lan was talking to the people in the car while driving.

"How come there are five peaks that look exactly the same?" Zhou Xiaoli asked curiously.

"Because... Yamamoto has no form, but his heart has form. Grandpa wants them to look exactly the same..." Jiang Lan felt that this question was not easy to answer.

"Oh." Zhou Xiaoli seemed to understand, but it was hard to ask more questions.

At this moment, the car plunged into the mist.

"Jiang Ju, can you see the clear mountain road?" Sun Dejian, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at the thick fog outside the car window through the car window, and couldn't help being startled.

I was walking on the edge of the cliff just now, but suddenly it entered the fog. If I was not careful, wouldn't I be about to fall off the cliff?

"Yes, this fog retains my grandfather's soul breath. He also knows my soul breath, and it will not hinder my vision. In my eyes, there is no such fog at all, and it is still a normal mountain road." Jiang Lan smiled. .

"It's amazing!" Sun Dejian and Zhou Xiaoli sighed.

Sun Suo rolled her eyes and didn't want to say anything.

Father Sun Dejian doesn't seem to know until now what is the reason for his loss in business.

He just believed an old saying: don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

But there's another old saying he doesn't seem to know.

It's called the innocence of the common man, and the guilt of the jade.

Because of the planning and construction of a high-speed rail station, the Sun family became rich overnight, sitting on hundreds of millions of assets.

It's not surprising that it's not early to take precautions at this time, and it's not surprising that the Qiao family robbed them all, and they didn't even eat bones.

Sun Suo didn't want to tell his father what the Qiao family did...it was meaningless. Anyway, I wouldn't expect him to make money in the future.

Let them live in a simpler world.

……

Another hour passed.

The fog outside the car window dissipated.

The car drove into a paradise-like place.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the scenery is beautiful.

Between the mountains and rivers, there seems to be a fairy spirit lingering around.

Finally, the car stopped in front of an antique building.

There are three big characters in the letter: Xieyuelou.

A middle-aged Taoist was sweeping the floor in front of the Xieyue Building. He recognized Jiang Lan's car, threw down his broom, turned around and ran away.

unacceptable! Am I that scary? Jiang Lan's brows suddenly wrinkled.

"Why did he run?" Sun Dejian asked strangely.

"I saw that there were guests coming, I was afraid that it would be too late to prepare, so I went to clean the guest room in advance." Jiang Lan grinned.

"So enthusiastic!" Sun Dejian sighed with emotion.

"Yeah..." Jiang Lan continued to grin.

"When we see your grandfather, what should we call him?" Zhou Xiaoli asked Jiang Lan when she got off the bus.

"His name is Jiang Pu, you just need to call him Bozu." Jiang Lan parked the car and took the family of three into the Xieyue Building, and asked them to sit down on the wooden chairs in the hall.

Two people dressed as Taoist nuns carrying baskets happened to walk through the door on the other side. When they saw Jiang Lan, they looked surprised. Then they threw down the baskets and turned around and ran together.

Sun Dejian was going to get up to say hello, but he couldn't say hello anymore.

"They... why did they run away?" Sun Dejian asked.

"I saw some guests coming. I was afraid that I wouldn't cook enough for dinner, so I went to Jiami." Jiang Lan thought about it and replied to Sun Dejian.

"Cough! I'm so sorry to see us coming over to keep them busy... I told them not to cook too many dishes!" Sun Dejian felt guilty.

"Uncle, sit down, don't get up, I'll arrange it."

After Jiang Lan asked Sun Dejian to sit down, he walked to the kitchen at the back, found a thermos and a tea cup by himself, made the tea, and placed it on the wooden table beside Sun Dejian and Zhou Xiaoli in the hall.

"When they saw their uncles and aunts coming, they were all very happy. They were busy cleaning the guest room and cooking, so I helped bring the tea." Jiang Lan explained here without any money.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Sun Dejian and Zhou Xiaoli quickly expressed their thanks.

Jiang Lan walked out of the hall again, sent a WeChat message to her grandfather Jiang Pu in the backyard, briefly explained what happened to Sun Suo, and then told Sun Suo's parents to hide here for a while to help him take care of Yaoyuanzi , the salary is paid by Sun Suo himself.

"Okay, the two of them stay, you and he can go. Remember what I told you, don't tell anyone that he is my apprentice, and I won't admit it." After a few minutes, Jiang Bo returned to WeChat.

"I brought him all the way here, so won't you see him? It's better to make a teacher's ceremony!" Jiang Lan asked.

"No need, master and apprentice are nothing but illusory titles. You can meet each other naturally if you have a fate, but you don't know each other if you don't." Jiang Pu replied.

"Even a lyric is wrong! It's obvious that we have a fate to meet each other for thousands of miles, but it's hard to hold hands!" Jiang Lan corrected.

"What you say is right." Jiang Pu replied.

"He and I can't leave yet, he still has something to do." Jiang Lan raised it.

"What's up?"

"His soul is seriously damaged~www.wuxiaspot.com~ According to the soul technique you practiced, you should be able to easily heal him, right?" Jiang Lan recalled what Sun Suo had talked to her.

"The tree is straight and the soul is damaged. It is the consequence of his hasty cultivation. Let him solve it by himself."

"But now he is facing a powerful enemy, and the damage to his soul will greatly affect his strength!"

"Everything has a cause and effect. It's a debt that he caused himself, and he should bear it himself."

"He has already practiced the blast step you gave him." Jiang Lan mentioned another matter.

"Yes?"

"I lost the bet with him. I said that if he learns the wind walk, I will let you teach him another useful soul art, so you have to teach him another soul art now." Jiang Lan posted again.

"It's your bet, I have nothing to do with rain."

"Grandpa, you often say: A mountain monk can't figure out how to count Jiazi, and one leaf falls to know the world's autumn. I will send you a video, you can explain it and I will listen." Jiang Lan said, and sent a video to Jiang Pu.

It was the video of Sun Suo saving people on the street that she intercepted from the street surveillance video.

Sun Suo was talking to the people around him, but when he turned around, he saw the little girl was in danger, so he rushed out and rescued her with a blast of wind.

"Grandpa, if you can't figure it out, I'll figure it out for you.

"With great power comes great responsibility.

"Ability, only in the hands of a person with good intentions, can he save more people. When the great changes of the century occur, he will have the ability to pay for everyone.

"But if you don't teach him more abilities, he may freeze to death in the wind and snow!"

Jiang Lan continued to send messages.

"You won, take him to Sanxingdong. You tell him you only have ten minutes."

"OK!"