I Became an Anonymous Boss

It wasn't the first time he came here, but every time he came there was an indescribable fear.

To many people, the number one title on the land list is just an unattainable title, but for those who lived a sixty years ago, there was only one person in the Jianghu in the past, and he alone was the whole Jianghu.

The wind and snow in Dao Town has been recognized as the best in the world for sixty years. (Land gods count as heaven)

He came alone, although he brought a carriage, but there was no one in the carriage, only an imperial decree.

He didn't know what was written in the imperial decree, but he was only responsible for conveying it. Even with this imperial decree in his heart, he had no confidence in convincing the people in this temple.

He still went in and knocked on the old door.

The mountain temple became more and more old every time, and even the door of the room seemed to have not been opened and closed for many years, making a rather reluctant creaking sound.

It doesn't look like the place where the number one person in the world lives, it's not much better than an ordinary thatched cottage.

"You have time to mess with my door, why not come in first." The burly old man with Huafa turned his back to him and said.

"It's annoying."

"It's a broken place, not to mention disturbing and disturbing, anyone who wants to rest can come in and sit down."

"...to call most of the world a broken place, your courage is really high."

"I haven't seen you for almost twenty years, but you don't look old."

"I have the Zhu Yan Pill bestowed by the late emperor, and I will not grow old after death, but you..."

"It's not that I don't look old, but I can't grow old." The burly old man said calmly.

"..." Tian Huayu hesitated to speak.

"You don't have the ability to greet people, and your words are not good enough." The burly old man said: "Let's talk about business."

"Okay." Tian Diao Temple exhaled foul air, and took out a yellow imperial decree from his sleeve: "This is the imperial decree bestowed on me by His Majesty."

"Read it." The old man just sat there without getting up to salute, as if he was just asking someone to read an ordinary letter.

Tian Diao Temple spread out the imperial decree, and was about to read the six characters Fengtian Chengyun Emperor aloud.

However, when he glanced at the words above, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his expression changed drastically.

"Why, can't you read it?" As soon as the burly old man spoke, there was a crackling sound of firewood breaking in the stove.

The eunuch remained silent for a long time, he held up the imperial decree, breathed up and down several times, his expression struggled a little, the light of the fire was reflected on Diao Si's white face.

Tian Huayu finally squeezed out a word.

"The Queen Mother and Your Majesty, I hope you will not leave the snowy region or enter the customs."

After the burly old man finished listening, he only left a few words.

"--Oh."

He waved his hand: "Go back and tell her that the old man knows."

Tian Huayu stood still and asked, "You accept the imperial edict first."

The old man said indifferently: "You know that everything in my stove can be burned, and those things from the past are thrown in and burned."

Tian Huayu sighed secretly: "Sage Lie, you are enshrined by the royal family, and you are also the only king with a different surname in the Southern Tang Dynasty who is powerful enough to seal the land..."

The burly old man said: "The old man never cared about these things. No matter how big the house is, it's just a fire. After so many years, I don't bother to move it away. It's very good here. I haven't gotten tired of watching the snow scene for so many years."

"Then you still plan to enter the customs?"

"It's not whether the old man intends it." The burly old man said: "It's about promises. If I stand still, won't I become an old man in the eyes of the people of Jianghu?"

"Your Majesty does not agree."

"He can stop it." The burly old man said indifferently: "I will enter the Southern Tang Dynasty from Cangxue Dragon City, why not let the thirteen thousand snow dragon riders try to stop me."

Tian Huayu smiled wryly, how could the [-] cavalry be able to stop the number one man in the world.

"Are you not an old man if you take action against the juniors of the Jianghu?"

"If he wins over strong drinking, he is not considered a junior." The burly old man said indifferently: "That is the out-and-out Heavenly King Realm."

"What about the past friendship between you and Shenmo Mowen?"

"When I entered the customs, I also hoped that he would retreat despite difficulties." The burly old man recalled: "I knew that this kid was not a treasure in the pool. I am sorry, I owe him a favor, but everything counts, the old man's humanity has long since faded after so many years."

"To mention the juniors, I hope that they can take something away from the old man... It's a pity that in these years, except for one Fomalhaut, the others are all unprofessionals."

He turned his head slowly, and his shadow covered the idol under the light of the fire.

"The days of guarding the wind and snow alone are a bit lonely after all."

"I'm not afraid of loneliness, but I don't want the world to forget me."

"Or it's okay to forget the old man, but you can't forget the old man's knife."

Tian Huayu said bitterly: "If you want to use the knife, who can stop you?"

The burly old man was silent for a moment, and spoke out his mind.

"Entering the customs, one is to go to the rivers and lakes for the last time. It's hard to find an evil younger generation who can win Dugu's reward. This old man, I can't help it; the other is to fulfill a promise in the past."

"Tian Huayu, the late Emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty saved your life. You worked hard for him all your life. After he left, you still worked hard for his wife and children. This is morality, and there is a clear distinction between grievances and grievances..."

"That's why I can't just watch King Yong die. Even if he is a worthless thing, he is still the child of that poor woman. She called me godfather in the past, and I should protect her for the rest of her life."

"The old man failed to do it. In order to guard the border between Xueyu and the Southern Tang Dynasty, he watched her being killed. Of course, the old man was not wrong, and the person who did it paid the due price, but no matter what, this promise, The old man couldn't make it happen."

"So, King Yong...no one can be killed."

The old man's tone was sonorous, and he paused every sentence.

"This time is different from the past."

"It took me twenty years to kill nearly a million monsters in the snowy region. I finally took off the queen's head and threw it in the stove to burn it to ashes. They have no ability to delay me again."

"Remember, Tian Huayu."

"When I enter the customs, whoever stops me along the way will bear the consequences...!"

The red python robe was hunting.

The eunuch's already white face was even paler, the front was hot like fire, and the back was as cold as a knife.

His back heels were pressed against the threshold: "Do you have to force your way through?"

The old man said indifferently: "If he loses to Lie Yin, I will not enter the customs, and if he retreats despite difficulties, I will not enter the customs... You can consider whether it is easier to stop him this trip, or is it easier to stop the old man?" easy."

……

Fengwu City is already the Peach Blossom Festival.

The flower language of peach blossom is the arrival of love.

As the saying goes, peach blossom luck and peach blossom period can be fully expressed in an old saying.

——Spring is here, and it's mating season again.

A peach tree is a good thing. It blooms peach blossoms and also bears peach fruits. The former can be used for viewing, while the latter can be used for people to hold a peach festival.

It is just a sentence that fits the occasion, and I want to peach when I see peach blossoms.

The Peach Blossom Festival is a festival of expecting love. The way of expression and customs vary from person to person. Basically, giving things related to peach blossoms to the opposite sex can be used to express inner expectations and emotions, so products related to peach blossoms are sold. Quite a bestseller.

Both men and women can give gifts, and there is no need to deliberately separate the cumbersomeness of Valentine's Day and White Day to trick people into buying a product again.

Hey, what a wonderful world without so many traps of consumerism.

"It's good, it's good..."

Shirataki leaned on the railing, looking around, on the day of the Peach Blossom Festival, groups of young men and women could be seen everywhere on the road. Widows of widows and childish teenagers, there are also a few people who travel together, and a few eye exchanges with each other build extremely complicated parallel pentagonal or even hexagonal relationships; Eye-opener.

"Wonderful, a middle-aged uncle with a young girl, the neon social animal likes this kind the most."

"That's wonderful, it's the eldest sister Zhengtai, who can publish the book."

"This one is even better, and Nantong, take a quick look."

Monk Xuankong covered his head, annoyed: "Are you a cat? Meowing non-stop early in the morning! Please calm down, it scares the believers who come to worship Buddha. Come to pray today. There are quite a lot of people who sign the marriage lottery, and they are all busy!"

"You're not busy." Bai Taki said disapprovingly, "I didn't see you helping."

"That's not what I'm in charge of." Monk Xuankong sullenly said, "I'm in charge of the other side."

"what?"

"Break up the marriage." Monk Xuankong clenched his fists.

"Ah?" Bai Taki tilted his head: "What kind of operation is this?"

"This is a special service project opened a year ago. It is of the same nature as the rental service of fighting bronze figures opened at Jinchan Temple in the past. It belongs to the category of low cost and high return rate."

Monk Xuankong put his palms together and said: "As we all know, arranged marriages are a traditional custom, but people in the Southern Tang Dynasty like to pursue romance and flair. Many people don't like to find someone to arrange love. Many guests who came also quietly asked for a lottery. , and our service of breaking up marriages is for marriages that one does not want, as long as the other party knows the way, comes to find them in advance, and pays the money, we will break up the marriage!"

Bai Taki propped his chin: "If you speak so faithfully, isn't it just persuasion?"

"The operation is different. First of all, we will create various obstacles for the couple, starting with the marriage lottery. The marriage lottery used by ordinary pilgrims is naturally normal. It depends on what you draw; they use another A kind of abnormal lottery... Guaranteed to be signed, and then enter the lottery release process, and will carry out all kinds of persuasion." Xuankong said mysteriously: "Guess what I am in charge of. ?”

"Your muscular brain definitely can't do any flexible coping methods. It must be a simple project to scare people." Bai Taki thought for a while: "...For example, give a warning to a stalker or something?"

"It's too violent, it's not good." The monk smiled and said, "I'll just hand him a hammer and let him try his best to impress me. If he can't even impress the poor monk, how can he impress others?"

"You (TM) bald man in the Vajra realm, let an ordinary person impress you with a mallet? Is that impressing? That's not scraping!"

"It's not." Xuan Kong said, "It's immunity."

"...Crap!" Bai Taki raised his middle finger: "Sooner or later your temples will be in bad luck. You would rather demolish ten temples than ruin a single marriage."

"So our service is very careful, there are only a few dozen every year." Xuankong monk Amitabha said: "Moreover, this service is limited to breaking up the marriage of the person who comes. If there is a third party who comes, it must be For those who don’t count, they won’t accept the money, and they won’t do anything if they accept it. Not only won’t they do it, but they won’t refund it, as our mental damage fee.”

"That's it, I've fully understood." Bai Taki suddenly had a feeling, he looked at Monk Xuankong: "Well, I suddenly have a bold idea, why don't you give me a staff..."

"Hehe, don't even think about it." Xuan Konghui saw through it, and immediately refused: "You have said it all, I would rather demolish ten temples than ruin a marriage..."

"It's been so many times, don't worry about debts."

"It's not the same, you are not the same, even ten temples are not enough to pay for your marriage." Xuankong waved his hands again and again, showing lingering fear: "For a customer like you, no one dares to take your order, you better not to harm others."

"Don't you Buddhists pay attention to compassion? How can you ignore death?"

"Then do you know what a clay bodhisattva is?"

"But you are a King Kong, three years later, three years later, three years later, and three years later, you will almost become an Arhat!"