I'm Really a God

"Father, this Yuan Datou gave it to you."

"..."

Wang Desheng's face twitched. It's no coincidence that this kid is the son of the village chief and village party secretary. No wonder he doesn't take himself seriously. He is indeed a little emperor.But when he saw that man, he was taken aback, and the tip of his nose was sweating, because this man was so vicious.

His dark skin is not the black of Africans, it is purely tanned by working under the hot sun all the time. He is as tall as a basketball player and very strong. His two thugs and bodyguards are already strong in the eyes of ordinary people. , but compared with him, it pales in comparison.

Not only tall, but the muscles all over his body are shining, and they are definitely not the kind of bodybuilding muscles, but similar to the muscles of Kung Fu superstar Bruce Lee, if he is not too big.This man is really oppressive. At least his two tattooed thugs instinctively flinched after seeing it, feeling that they are not of the same level.

"Damn it, farmers today grow up on what they eat."

Wang Desheng calmed down, smiled and said:

"Excuse me, are you the village chief Yang Zhi?"

"I am, and you are wronged... Cough, are you a foreigner? What's the matter?"

The barbaric man grinned, as if he wanted to show kindness, but with his physique and eyes, he always gave people a vicious feeling. Fortunately, although Wang Desheng was a little guilty, he was someone who had seen big scenes. He picked up his business card very familiarly and said:

"I am the chairman of Desheng Group."

"Oh, from the Desheng Group... Well, I haven't heard of it."

"..."

Wang Desheng was stunned. The name of his company said that it was famous all over the country, but it was true that it was famous all over the province. Unfortunately, this man seemed to be a real local leopard. Wang Desheng calmed down his emotions and said:

"Our company is engaged in real estate and tourism projects, and is somewhat interested in the scenery of your village."

"Oh, it turned out to be an investment, do you want to contract the mountain and land?"

The village head of the brawny man was gearing up and seemed to be very happy. Seeing this, Wang Desheng nodded slightly, and then said:

"There is indeed an intention that we are going to build a resort."

"Do you value that mountain top? How much are you going to ask for? How long is the contract period?"

The strong man cut straight to the point, and a farmer came to ask three questions.Wang Desheng felt playful and said:

"We took a look just now and felt that the location of Tianfeng Mountain is very good."

"Eh?"

An angry look flashed across the face of the strong man Yang Zhi, but he held back and forced a smile:

"What's so good about that hill, why don't you change it? I'm not bragging, I'm in charge of all the hills with a radius of hundreds of miles."

"No, the other locations are too far away. That mountain top can be used as a resort hotel, and we can rebuild all the houses in the village, and even build a road for free..."

"Damn it, it's just to amuse me for a long time."

Yang Zhi slapped the table and almost broke the nanmu table, he said angrily:

"Tianfeng Mountain is the private land of Gufengguan. You must choose it if you don't choose it. Are you kidding me?"

Wang Desheng froze, he didn't know what made him angry, so he forced a smile and said:

"You're kidding, there are private lands in society now, all of which are state-owned and collectively owned."

"If I say it's private, it's private. Can't you understand people's words? Get lost before I get angry!"

"..."

Wang Desheng wanted to be angry at first, but when he saw the two thugs and bodyguards looking like they were going to die, he immediately felt that the hero would not suffer the immediate loss, and left with his men in desperation.

"What the hell, Kou Tianshi's hilltop is also what you want, bah!"

The strong man like a bull spit at their backs.

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It's not only monks and priests who can practice. It's normal for people with magic power to look down on ordinary people, just like wizards in the world of Harry Potter look down on ordinary people and call them Muggles.

Not to mention the problem of my writing style, the realistic plot also promotes the development of the plot. At least to obtain other stones, there must be a realistic plot.

Although I'm not good at and don't know how to write urban routines, I feel that it is unnecessary for many readers who have become old whites to hate some urban small whites.

Just like many people who are deep into the house of animation, they look down on the works that like bad and cute. There are also many people who must watch harem animations. A disease similar to Wenqing's.

As long as comics are interesting, the same is true for novels. There is no need to be afraid of resisting the so-called routines. If the routines are used well, they are king.

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After sending away the evil guest, Kou Ziqing did not return to the world of "The Spirit of the Halberd Eater" immediately, but began to clean up the Taoist temple, so that it could not let it lose popularity for too long and produce a dilapidated atmosphere.This Taoist temple is the greatest wealth left to him by his adoptive father.It is not the value in money, but the establishment of a deep-rooted relationship in this village, and at the same time exhausted mana and supernatural powers for him, turning this place into a treasured place where he can practice with peace of mind.

The adoptive father even buried his own bones in the backyard of the Taoist temple in order to let him protect him as an ancestor. It can be said that he really dedicated everything to Kou Ziqing, the adopted son.When he knew that Wang Desheng had peeped at his own Taoist temple, Kou Ziqing was really furious, as if he had been touched. If he hadn't been successful in cultivating Taoism, Kou Ziqing had some means to ruin Wang Desheng's family.

There is a story in "Liao Zhai" that a scholar destroyed a fox den and burned countless foxes, big and small.Later, this scholar got the advice of an expert, searched for dragons and acupuncture points, made his way to the top, his family grew, and many powerful people came to join him, which aroused his ambition, and he rose up to become the king on his own.

When the scholar was about to die, the expert showed his true face. It turned out that it was the old fox whose den was destroyed. Because he couldn't help the scholar with good luck, he turned into an expert to confuse people's hearts. The potential of several generations was overdrawn, and finally they were crushed by the luck of the court, and the whole family was reduced to ashes.

As a celestial master, Kou Ziqing has more powerful means than the fox Taoist, but it is against the harmony of heaven. Kou Ziqing doesn't want to do this kind of thing, and he has not reached the level of a celestial master. It is not worthwhile to do this kind of thing to hurt others and himself.

After cleaning, someone knocked on the door. Kou Ziqing took a look, smiled, and walked over to open the door. A strong man like an iron tower came in and said:

"Ziqing, what are you doing closing the door in broad daylight?"

"A bad guest came just now, close the door and sprinkle salt to get rid of bad luck."