Yuxiang

31 Hu Zhenren

Dalian Airport.

In the hall, a middle-aged man frowned and wandered around near the exit of the passage. Behind him, four tall young men looked at him with some doubts. They didn't understand why the always calm boss seemed to be suddenly It's like a different person, not only turned down all the appointments, but the whole person has become a little out of order.

The four people glanced at each other, and one of them came behind the middle-aged man and said softly, "Mr. Yang, why don't you go to the lounge to rest for a while?"

"Go away!"

Mr. Yang yelled a bit out of composure, but soon noticed that several airport security personnel looked over, forced a smile to them apologetically, turned to the young man and whispered: "You guys be quiet in the back!" Just stay here, wait for someone to come, be sure to be respectful, do you hear me?"

"Yes, Mr. Yang." The young man sweated a little on his forehead, agreed and stepped back, not daring to speak out again.

This Mr. Yang, named Yang Wei, the general manager of Weiyuan Group, was said to be a member of the underworld in his early years, but later he got on the Maoshan sect's line and became their secular agent, and he has prospered since then.This time the notification was that a Maoshan disciple was attacked in the local area a few days ago and was severely injured. As a result, his master Hu Zhenren was furious and went down the mountain to investigate the matter himself.

The key problem is that when that Maoshan disciple came to Dalian, he didn't contact him at all. He didn't know many things, and people who came from that kind of place absolutely didn't have the patience to listen to his explanations, so he felt uneasy. ...Because he knows that those people can give him wealth, and they can also take it back.

"Flight K715 from Qingdao is about to land, please..."

The clear and melodious voice of the female announcer came from the radio, Yang Wei raised his hand and gently rubbed his cheeks to make his facial expression more normal.

There were not many passengers on this flight, so he saw the two Taoist priests wearing blue Taoist robes at a glance, one was an old Taoist priest with a gray goatee beard, and the other was a middle-aged man, but he was listless, with deep The look of being hit.

"Master Hu, long time no see, you are getting more and more energetic!" Yang Wei greeted him with a smile on his face, and extended his hands warmly.

Although Hu Zhenren was a little unhappy, he didn't take the other party's face too much, and raised his hand lightly to shake it in a perfunctory manner...but the corners of his mouth immediately bent upwards, because he felt a hard card-like Something stuffed into his hands.

Seeing Master Hu's expression, Yang Wei breathed a sigh of relief, and he quickly reached out to the middle-aged Taoist priest: "This is Master Hu's disciple, Master Fu Yang, right? Haha, welcome."

Feeling the hardness from the palm of his hand, Fu Yang naturally knew what it was, and his spirit was lifted immediately: "Benefactor Yang is being polite, Xiaodao dare not be called a 'real person'."

In Daoist sect, not everyone can be called a 'real person', the title in the secular world is just a respectful title, and if there is a Hu real person present, he certainly dare not accept this title.

"Hehe, Master Hu, Daoist Fu, the car is ready outside, please go this way."

Seeing that both of them received the ceremony, Yang Wei's mood suddenly improved, and his heart was not so disturbed... To be honest, he is not responsible for this accident, but if the other party really wants to find a punching bag, He probably has no possibility of refusing, now it depends on how the other party is feeling.

Because everyone was not in a good mood, so they didn't say much along the way. Yang Wei wanted to let everyone relax, but after seeing the old Taoist's gloomy face, he decided not to be in trouble again.

The two cars turned into a villa located in Xinghai's family one after the other. The four young people got out of the car first, and then stepped forward to open the car door for Yang Wei and others.

After Hu Zhenren's master and apprentice got off the car, Yang Wei asked the four young men to guard the door, and he led the master and apprentice into the villa. After asking them to sit down, he served tea for them himself, and then stood aside respectfully. .

Hu Zhenren took a sip of tea and was very satisfied with Yang Wei's performance. After looking around for a while, he said to Yang Wei: "Don't be nervous, this matter has nothing to do with you."

Yang Wei's expression immediately relaxed, but he heard Hu Zhenren's tone change: "However, I need your help for the next thing."

"Yes, Master Hu, no matter if you want money, people or goods, I will definitely do my best." Yang Wei said awe-inspiringly.

Not afraid of being commanded, but afraid of being forgotten, Yang Wei managed to get out of prison, and his life has become more and more nourishing these years, and he really doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes.

"That's no use."

Hu Zhenren picked up the teacup, gently blew away the leaves on the surface, took a sip and said: "It doesn't take much, all the people in this house are sent away, you keep the car and some money, if you have nothing to do No need to come here, if there is anything, Fu Yang will look for you."

It's not that Hu Zhenren is sympathetic to them, but that what he has to do is that Yang Wei and the others can't help...Maybe it will add some chaos, and the matter is not clear yet, it's too early to ask them to help.

"Yes Yes."

Yang Wei did not show a disappointed expression on his face, but became more and more respectful. He took out two keys and a thick kraft paper envelope and put them on the table: "Master Hu, here are the house and car keys, and the cash will be used first. , I’ll bring another sum of cash and deliver it in person when I go back.”

"Well, you go first, we have to rest for a while." Hu Zhenren waved his hand.

"Yes."

Not to mention disappointment or excitement, the moment Yang Wei closed the door and walked down the steps, Yang Wei felt an indescribable sense of relief. Although he really wanted to curry favor with the other party, it might not be easy to startle the other party's hand , Thinking of the danger involved, his heart trembled a little, and his thoughts of volunteering became much weaker.

"President Yang, we..."

Seeing him coming out, the four youths immediately surrounded him.

"It's okay, let's go." Yang Wei interrupted them with a wave of his hand, lest these guys didn't know the severity and offended the guests with their words.

In the villa, Fu Yang silently took out a wooden flowerpot from the suitcase and placed it on the tea table in front of Hu Zhenren.

Hu Zhenren frowned, looked at the flowerpot, and sighed after a while: "It's a pity, your brother is getting more and more dizzy now, and it won't be possible to recover after ten or eight years. The breath on this flowerpot is almost completely gone. I can only wait for you to take me to see the place where the slave ghost was wiped out tonight."

"Master, it's been several days, can you still find clues?" Fu Yang asked worriedly.

"There will always be a way. If you let me find that person, I will crush him to ashes!" The old man said viciously.