Yang Yizhi nodded, shook his head again, making it a little confused. Then he said, "I sometimes have to go down the mountain to beg for alms and buy some daily needs. Most of the time I am still watching, donor, please."

As soon as I walked into the Taoist temple, I saw some half-renovated houses at a glance, which seemed inappropriate.

"Master Taoist, what are your plans for the future?" Du Weidao couldn't help asking, and asked again: "Senior, are you going to keep going like this all the time? This place is no longer suitable for human habitation. Senior, you should make plans early to find another Taoist temple to practice~ Why have to hang yourself on a tree? Where is not practicing?"

"Amitabha Buddha——"

However, Yang Yizhi shook his head without hesitation, gently shook the dust, and recited a word, and his expression suddenly became extremely firm.

"No, as the host of Taihe Temple, I have the responsibility and have also vowed to restore the prosperous scene that Taihe Temple has."

"Well--"

Du Weidao was a little surprised, but more shocked. He almost muttered to himself and continued: "Senior, I can understand, understand your mood, and admire your ambitions.

However, the scale of Taihe View is quite large. If you want to restore the old appearance, the repair, reconstruction, renovation, and various expenses of these houses are a considerable expense. Without 100,000 taels of silver, you can't do it at all.

If you only rely on begging for alms..."

Although he didn't continue to talk about Duweidao, Yang Yizhi also understood that even with his own strength, even if he begs for the rest of his life, he would not be able to raise such a large sum of money.

What's more, in such a chaotic world, a person's power seems increasingly small.

"Yes, it would be difficult to do if I was alone."

Yang Yizhi nodded without comment, poked the layer of window paper, and continued to speak in a low mood.

"If it were during the Taiping period, it would be easy to summon wealthy and powerful financial owners to beg for alms of 100,000 taels of silver during the Taiping period, but unfortunately, now there are troubled times and years of wars and more rich people have risen.

I don’t know when the war will end? Only then can the people live a peaceful life?

How easy is it to re-cultivate Taihe View?

It is difficult to restore the grand occasion of Taihe and the past.

I'm afraid I will never see that kind of scene again in this life."

At the end, Yang Yizhi, who was originally determined to look firm, had a little more loneliness and depression on his face. He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, and no longer had the interest to talk about it. He was in a state of almost dejectedness, and that ethereal and indifferent state seemed to disappear all of a sudden.

However, Du Weidao looked thoughtful. Just as the atmosphere became heavier, he suddenly looked up and his eyes burst into bright light, looking straight at Yang Yizhi.

"Senior, give me twenty years and I will give you an unprecedented view of Taihe."

Although his tone was calm and spoke so calmly, giving people a feeling of talking big, but in Yang Yizhi's ears, it was like a thunderclap on the ground, so loud and loud that it caused a wave of waves in his heart, making it difficult to calm down.

"What did you say?"

Yang Yizhi also looked up suddenly and looked straight. His eyes were flashing with an inexplicable look, but his face was filled with unbelievable expression. He suppressed the ups and downs in his heart, tried hard to keep himself calm, and asked again: "Donor, what do you mean?"

“Literally.”

At this moment, the serious Duweidao felt a little naughty. Seeing Yang Yizhi frowned slightly, he continued to say, "The meaning is very simple. Give me twenty years to the time, and I will give you the unprecedented view of Taihe in the past. There are constant tourists and endless pilgrims, no worse than any Taoist holy land."

Yang Yizhi still frowned, but this time it was far different. He no longer had the anxiety and impatient mood, but more of a meaningful and cautious attitude, and he thought carefully there and kept savoring the "big talk" of Du Weidao.

At the same time, as the master of Taihe View, Yang Yizhi did not ask Du Weidao why he did this? Why did he help him?

Because he knew that the answers to these questions were given to him for twenty years in the sentence just now.

The meaning of this sentence is not only the time for blocking Weidao to do things, but also the time for him, Yang Yizhi, to mortgage him to the other party.

Simply put, this is a transaction, which is limited to twenty years. During these twenty years, Yang Yizhi belongs to the guardrail and obeys the mission. Once the twenty years arrive, Taihe Temple will return to its former appearance. You are still free and are still the master of Taihe Temple.

Of course, relatively speaking, this is more like a promise, and there are some ambiguous transactions.

I don’t know what it is, as if that sentence has great magic. Yang Yizhi really believed in Du Weidao and did not regard him as an eighteen-year-old boy, but put him at the same level of dialogue.

call--

Yang Yizhi took a deep breath, his expression suddenly became sharp, his eyes were extremely sharp, and he looked at Du Weidao again. This Taoist priest, who was originally a harmless person, suddenly had a strong aura.

"Why did you make me believe you?"

He was completely on the alert of a killer. As Yang Yizhi's captivating eyes came, he was originally blocking the guard road easily and casually. His eyes narrowed, and then he replied with a smile: "Senior, do you have any other choice?"

In an instant, Yang Yizhi was like a defeated rooster, his momentum suddenly stagnated and weakened.

Yes, with him today, how can he restore the grand occasion of Taihe and the past?

Not to mention twenty years, even thirty years or forty years, even if you try your best and work hard, you will never be able to do it until you die of old age.

Even if he just re-edited Taihe View, he would not be able to do it alone.

Manpower is sometimes poor!

For a moment, Yang Yizhi was a little dazed and opened his mouth, not knowing how to refute it, not even knowing what to say?

I just felt blank in my head.

"Okay, I promise you."

Yang Yizhi agreed so miserably, and his lonely temperament changed with it, and he returned to the extraordinary appearance of a paranormal expert who had become a monk. He was quiet and elegant, without competing for gains and losses, and everything was mainly casual and peaceful.

"Okay, since the seniors agreed happily, then the juniors will definitely believe in the promise."

The voice of the blocking Weidao became sonorous and powerful again, and said, "No matter what happens in the future, the promise of death will be there. Twenty years later, the view of Taihe in the past will be reappeared in the world and glory will be reappeared."

Faced with such bold words, even if the old god is there, Yang Yizhi couldn't help but feel slightly moved, his heart surging, his eyes became brighter and brighter.
Chapter completed!