I Don’t Want To Go Against The Sky

Martial Arts Mountain, at the foot of the mountain.

"Hey, I didn't expect to come back again, I am very moved." Zhang Daxian stood there, looked up, his expression recalled, anyway, he was also the leader of the faction before.

Although it has closed down, anyway, this is a qualification in life.

But thinking of those disciples, he wanted to scold their mothers.

A bunch of realistic puppies.

Otherwise, the monthly money could not be paid, and they ran away one by one, without the idea of ​​sharing weal and woe at all.

"Who does this Martial Arts Mountain belong to?" Lin Fan asked.

Zhang Daxian said: "Wu Dao Mountain belongs to the Huang family in Jiangcheng. In the early years, I thought this mountain was very spiritual, so I discussed it with the master of the Huang family. The rental fee is 700 taels a year, and I have rented it for more than ten years. It’s almost tens of thousands of taels spent on this mountain, hey, my old books have been dug up.”

Indeed.

These are all the old books accumulated by Zhang Daxian when he was young.

In the past, he was a bit famous in the rivers and lakes, with a lot of money. If he opened a small shop to live, he would be a rich man.

But he just wanted to start a sect and put all his money into it.

I didn't expect that it was a loss now, and I almost lost my underwear.

Everyone went up the mountain, and the stone steps were well preserved, but some places were bumped and broken, and they had to be repaired by someone, which was another sum of money.

Weeds are also lush and need to be trimmed.

From the looks of it, the renovation costs are quite a lot.

Now I just want the house to be better.

In front of the Martial Arts Mountain Hall.

Zhang Daxian touched the closed door, slowly wiped off the dust, and said with emotion in his tone: "I'm back."

For him, here are all good memories.

But God just didn't help, and actually let Wu Daoshan, which had the potential to become a great sect, close down.

You say it's not too much.

Lin Fan pushed open the door, the environment inside was a bit rough and dilapidated, the roof was missing bricks and tiles, and a big hole was broken.

"Why is it so broken?"

Regardless of whether it is closed or not, at least the infrastructure must be kept intact.

Yuan Tianchu frowned.

He didn't speak, but looking at the surrounding environment, he felt that things were not as simple as he thought.

Afterwards, he looked at Zhang Daxian, the head of Martial Dao Mountain.

This person is not simple and cannot look at the surface.

With hindsight, you suddenly realize that something is wrong, and think about it differently. If you are the head of the sect, and suddenly the head is taken away by someone else, can you agree?

No matter what, I definitely don't agree.

From his point of view, Zhang Daxian was obviously looking for someone to take over the job, to renovate Martial Dao Mountain without using his own money, and when he was on the right track, he kicked Lin Fan away.

Think carefully.

Really scary.

At this time, Zhang Daxian showed a wry smile, but in Yuan Tianchu's view, this expression was a symbol of the success of the scheme.

Yuan Tianchu is a person who can see the current situation more clearly than anyone else.

Zhang Daxian said: "Sect Leader, if you want to restore Martial Dao Mountain, you must repair Martial Dao Mountain. Now the situation is imminent, please make a decision."

Is it so realistic?

He had just arrived at Martial Dao Mountain for inspection, and he hadn't read all of it yet, so he wanted to fool him into repairing Martial Dao Mountain.

He estimated that it would take a lot of silver to completely restore Martial Dao Mountain.

"Well, as the deputy head, I will entrust you with such important tasks." Lin Fan said.

Zhang Daxian blinked and rubbed his fingers, "Master, you need this to restore Martial Dao Mountain..."

Lin Fan said, "I have no money."

The words are so straightforward, it is okay to be the head, but there is no money.

Zhang Daxian said: "Sect Leader, neither do I."

As if to prove that what he said was the truth, he even took out his pocket on purpose. He was poor and had nothing.

I can't live this day.

Yuan Tianchu remained silent, and shot the first bird, he was soy sauce, don't mess with these things, just take a look.

Sudden.

The cousin who had been forgotten all this time spoke up.

"Cousin, I have money."

As soon as the voice came out, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Zhou Zhongmao took out a handful of silver taels from his pocket, at least thousands of taels, but I really haven't counted the exact number.

Lin Fan looked straight, "Cousin, where did you come from?"

Zhou Zhongmao said indifferently: "My uncle gave it to me when I went out."

"Then why didn't you tell me." Lin Fan was completely stunned, my God, I have to beat my cousin, and he even hid a little secret from himself.

With so much money, he should have been told a long time ago.

Taking it out now, wouldn't that mean it was posted to Martial Daoshan for nothing?

Zhou Zhongmao said: "Cousin, my uncle told me not to tell you, and only take it out when there is a real thing. I think Wudao Mountain is a bit old, and it is very similar to the real thing that my uncle said, so I took it out for use." Repair Martial Arts Mountain."

"Hey." Lin Fan sighed, cousin, cousin, my sincerity to you was in vain, but you did such a thing, my cousin's heart is almost broken.

Master Zhang smiled like a flower, and his eyes sparkled, "With this money, it is enough to restore Martial Dao Mountain, and even rent the mountain."

"Anger points +66."

Then came the anger.

Liang Yongqi was so angry.

How despicable.

It's too much, really too much to rob him of his money if he is so rich.

Yuan Tianchu's mentality has improved for a long time, and seeing Zhou Zhongmao handing out so much money, he felt no wavering in his heart.

Nor any angry thoughts.

It's even a little bit of a disaster.

He promised that he would never guess wrong this time, and he would cry sometimes.

However, he became wary of Zhang Daxian, who was thoughtful and his methods were not much worse than Lin Fan's.

Older gingers are more spicy.

I admire you.

Zhang Daxian looked at Wudao Mountain with a happy mood. He saw the prosperous future of Wudao Mountain.

Budaoshan with money injected will glow with strange brilliance.

Dazzling, the future is here.

"Master, now that our Martial Dao Mountain has funds, I think we should call back those former disciples to strengthen the gate." Zhang Daxian said.

Lin Fan said speechlessly: "What do you think, you still call it back? Come back to eat dry food, and you still want to go bankrupt."

He couldn't figure out why a good Martial Arts Mountain closed down.

"I don't eat dry food, but I have to pay monthly money. Ordinary disciples get one tael a month, and true disciples get six taels a month." Zhang Daxian said.

Lin Fan stared at Zhang Daxian dumbfounded, are you kidding me, the sect accepts disciples, and also distributes money to disciples?

What kind of rules is this, or is it bullying that he hasn't read novels before.

It wasn't just Lin Fan who was dumbfounded.

Even Zhou Zhongmao was a little confused.

It turned out that this was the real reason why Budaoshan would go bankrupt.

In fact, Zhang Daxian can't be blamed. His way of recruiting disciples is relatively wild. He can recruit Xiao Er as a disciple after having a meal in a restaurant.

Not only free food and drink, but also monthly money.

If there is no money to pay, Xiaoer will definitely have to go back to work in the restaurant. Of course, after learning some martial arts, Xiaoer is no longer an ordinary Xiaoer, but a Xiaoer who knows martial arts, and he has a lot of skills.

PS: Thank you: Yin Xiaoxie and Wanshang.

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