I have a promise with the beauty

A lawyer came to the old man's funeral, saying he was the old man's attorney, and gave Yang Qingshan a will.

The will contained Yang Qingshan’s salary for four years at the beach, which was a total of 48,000 yuan. Yang Qingshan was depressed. After four years of idleness on the beach, he still had a monthly salary of 1,000 yuan, and the old man had nothing.

He said that he would not give it to himself until he went to heaven.

In addition to a salary card, there was also an inheritance in the will. The two-story building on the beach, which was a traditional Chinese medicine store that had never been opened, belonged to Yang Qingshan. According to the will, the old man wanted Yang Qingshan to inherit his medical skills.

"Medical skills? The old man has never taught medical skills."

Yang Qingshan was depressed and at a loss. When he looked at the will again, he saw a line of small words below. Yang Qingshan squinted his eyes and read it carefully.

"Wooden man? What do you mean? Is it related to medical skills?"

Yang Qingshan turned around and looked at the wooden man on the rooftop, a little dumbfounded. The old man even handed the wooden man to him, but what was so strange about this wooden man? Could it be a wooden stake made of high-grade golden nanmu?

Yang Qingshan scratched his head, approached the wooden man, and knocked it twice. He couldn't see anything special about the wooden man. This thing had been a target during the past four years of practicing martial arts. After punching and kicking it for such a long time, it still stood firm.

"Haha, it's just a piece of wood." Yang Qingshan said with a smile: "The old man is really cute. He was afraid that I wouldn't practice martial arts, so he left the wooden man to me. The house is mine, and of course this wooden man is also mine. It's unnecessary."

After collecting the will, Yang Qingshan followed the lawyer to various government agencies and completed various complicated procedures. He returned to the beach when it got dark. At this point, everything about the old man belonged to Yang Qingshan. At this point, Yang Qingshan was the little one.

Now that we are in charge of the pier and beach, the next task is to unify the beach and eliminate future troubles forever.

There were three groups of people on the beach, one group was gangsters from the nearby beach, wandering around on the beach very restlessly.

There are two groups of policemen, one is the criminal police brigade, and the other is the traffic police. The two groups are arguing with each other without giving in. The whole day is wasted like this, but today's competition at Xiaoquan Beach went smoothly.

, those gangsters who want to cause trouble have no chance to do anything.

Lao Wangtou was smoking a cigarette, looking at Yang Qingshan, who was a little calm and calm, and smiled.

"What? Did you see it?" Yang Qingshan smiled.

"Old man, I have been doing business on the beach for decades. I never thought that the police would come for free and take care of the safety of the beach." Old Wangtou said in a dumbfounded voice.

"I didn't think of it either, but isn't it good? Let them continue to quarrel with each other, and we will have less to worry about."

After listening to Yang Qingshan's words, Lao Wangtou smiled and nodded, and then asked: "The old man has given you the house, would you like to find time to host a few banquets."

"Set the table? Why?" Yang Qingshan asked curiously.

"You're in charge, it's not formal if you don't set a table." Lao Wangtou reminded him kindly.

"Send the invitation." Xiao Liu came over, looking limp and tired more than anyone else.

"No, what if they don't come? Brother can't afford to lose this person." Yang Qingshan said, stood up and went back to the small building. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Wu Yu was offering incense to the old man.

"coming."

Yang Qingshan seemed to have forgotten what happened last night when he came to rob Buchiyu and broke through the rooftop to escape. He asked casually and gave Buchiyu a cigarette.

Not eating fish shook his head and said nothing, but knelt in front of the old man's memorial tablet, his pale face suddenly turned rosy.

"Old man, you promised me that you would help me cure my illness, but you took a step ahead of me. Is this how our agreement ends?" Wu Eat Fish said with tears in his eyes.

Yang Qingshan rolled his eyes and saw the trick of not eating fish at a glance. If the tough one doesn't work, then the soft one starts to pretend to be a grandson.

"Just pretend." Yang Qingshan looked at Buyu coldly.

Baoyu cried for a while, but when he saw that Yang Qingshan was indifferent, his face changed slightly, and then he turned to Yang Qingshan and gave Yang Qingshan a bitter smile.

"Sorry about last night, I will fix it for you."

"No, no, anyway, I want to modify the rooftop and make it armored and bulletproof. Thank you for helping me dig holes."

"Really? Then I really helped Brother Yang in a self-defeating manner, so can't Brother Yang do me a favor?"

"You are really thick-skinned." Yang Qingshan said with a smile: "What's going on with you? What do you want to do? Just tell me!"

"I came to this beach eight years ago. At that time, my old injury recurred and I vomited blood. The old man saved me, but he only gave me a medicinal soup to stabilize the old injury and said that I would wait until I became murderous again.

, you can only give me a complete pill after it is relieved. I think Brother Yang has obtained the true inheritance of the old man, can you give me the pill?"

Yang Qingshan did not respond directly to not eating fish, but after digesting the words of not eating fish, he said after a few minutes: "You are murderous? What did you do before?"

"Killer."

"Oh, that's it. I'm sorry, I didn't get the old man's true biography." Yang Qingshan said calmly.

"Don't lie to me. The old man has already taught you how to cultivate immortality. Do you still want to quibble?" He said straight to the point.

Yang Qingshan smiled, lit a cigarette and said: "You taught me how to cultivate immortality, but it was just a set of mental techniques and formulas, nothing else."

I was stunned for a moment and shook my head in disbelief.

"Really, the old man is seriously ill and may not have time." Yang Qingshan said.

"Then the old man didn't leave anything for you?" Buchiyu asked.

"I'll keep this small building, my four years' salary, and a wooden man for practicing." Yang Qingshan said with raised eyebrows.

"That's it?" Buchiyu asked in surprise.

"Yes, isn't there a lot?" Yang Qingshan also asked in surprise: "I am now the owner of the two-story building, and I don't have to worry about life in the future."

Buchiyu smiled bitterly, but still didn't believe Yang Qingshan's words in his eyes. He coughed twice, his hands were filled with blood again, and he left the small building after the vicissitudes of life.

Yang Qingshan squinted his eyes and looked at Buchiyu's back, and the surfboard happened to be coming outside. He walked in without saying anything to Buchiyu, burned a stick of incense, sat next to Yang Qingshan, and looked at the beach together.

Those on the table don’t eat fish.

"What's going on with this guy who doesn't eat fish?" Yang Qingshan asked the boarder strangely.

"It is rumored that he used to be a well-known immortal cultivator. For some unknown reason, he was seriously injured and his cultivation level was greatly reduced. In the end, he degenerated into a killer organization. The old man saved his life and let him cultivate himself on the beach." Chongbo said.

"He is really a killer." Yang Qingshan said with a wink.

"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, he won't come to rob you again." He said to the lang board.

"I don't feel at ease as long as you are here?" Yang Qingshan stared at Chong and swallowed his saliva.

"What? Can't you wear a bikini when it's hot? Besides, there's my sister's competition on the beach. See you later."

He flipped his hair coquettishly at the boss, proudly held up his chest and left.

"Fairy." Yang Qingshan smiled.

It rained again on the beach. Yang Qingshan was on the rooftop in the rain. He used several parasols to block the big hole on the rooftop to prevent the water from flooding the rooms below. Then he sat on the deck chair and looked at the beach while still standing.

If you can't move, you won't eat fish.

"Who is this person? A good person or a bad person? If he is a good person, look for the elixir."

Yang Qingshan thought to himself, took out the old man's will and looked at it twice, then looked at the wooden man behind him strangely, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

ps: rolling all over the floor, asking for collection, asking for flowers