Chapter 17 One Thousand and Eighty Catties

The shattered stones flew in all directions, some fell to the ground, and some hit the window with a clatter, breaking the glass directly. A large stone fell into the pool, and the water splashed, causing the carp in it to flee everywhere. On the rockery, the dust is flying!

Su Dingguo's family was stunned. The power of the little monk's stick is really too great, it has the power to split mountains and rocks. Is this also a spell? Xiao Fei's blow directly overturned their world view.

And when the gravel was flying around, they didn't have time to dodge. Fortunately, none of them were hit by gravel.

"Little monk, that's amazing!" The two sisters Su Zhiqing and Su Zhimo were so excited, their faces were flushed, and their hearts were beating non-stop. At this moment, the disappointment in their hearts disappeared, replaced by incomparable admiration for Xiao Fei.

At first they thought Xiao Fei could not beat Yichen, and they were worried about him. However, in reality, Yichen had absolutely no power to fight back against Xiao Fei. Whether it's martial arts or Taoism, Yichen is indeed not qualified to fight the young monk.

What is the origin of this little monk? It's even more powerful than Yichen! He must be some superhuman being. Su Dingguo's heart was extremely shocked, and he regretted offending him just now. And the mother of the two sisters, the beautiful woman, was also surprised. She didn't expect this cute little monk to be so scary! It doesn't match his cute appearance at all.

With the help of the patriarch, Yichen dodged Xiao Fei's stick, and the patriarch showed his holiness. It stands to reason that Xiao Fei should give the patriarch a face, and he should stop immediately. However, Xiao Fei didn't care about the patriarch or not, and hit Taoist priest Yichen again with a stick.

boom!

With the help of the patriarch, Yichen escaped again. However, the luxurious black BMW sedan behind him suffered a disaster. He was directly beaten flat by Xiao Fei, lying on the ground, turning into a pile of broken copper and rotten iron.

"My God! My car!"

Su Dingguo's heart was bleeding, his BMW 'Phantom' was worth five million, and now it was smashed to pieces by the little monk? Although he is the boss of the company, but more than five million yuan is not just saying no.

Of course, he had no intention of making Xiao Fei lose money at all. Now that he has seen how powerful the little monk is, he is sure that he is an expert, even more powerful than Yichen. He didn't dare to offend Yichen, let alone someone stronger than him?

"Little monk, just let him go!" Seeing Xiao Fei raised his stick again and wanted to hit Yichen relentlessly, Su Zhiqing hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him.

In this society, murder is a crime. She was worried that the little monk would get angry and beat Yichen to death.

"Hmph!" Xiao Fei snorted coldly. Finally stopped the attack, it was a face for her. After two sticks just now, his anger has also dissipated a little. Coupled with Su Zhiqing's persuasion, he came to his senses.

Click!

Xiao Fei's silver cudgel turned into an iron rod, and he hit the ground with a heavy blow. He directly pierced a big hole in the bluestone ground, so as to eliminate the evil spirit in his heart.

It was also because of Su Zhiqing's persuasion that Xiao Fei did not get into a catastrophe. Otherwise, even if Yichen had the protection of the patriarch, it would not be able to block his next attack. Otherwise, with the next blow, Yichen would be beaten until his brains burst.

Xiao Fei's master Sun Wukong, his golden cudgel weighs 13,500 catties. And Xiao Fei's silver cudgel weighs a thousand and eighty catties. It was Sun Wukong who asked Huode Xingjun to build it for him, as his body protection treasure.

At this moment, Xiao Fei was holding an iron rod, like a majestic Shaolin stick monk, which made people feel terrified.

Seeing the young monk being so violent, the two sisters Su Zhiqing and Su Zhimo felt that they didn't know him. He was so cute last night, but when he got angry today, he was so terrifying, it was like a completely different person.

Yesterday he made them blush, but today he made them a little scared. When Su Zhiqing stepped forward to dissuade her just now, she was extremely nervous.

But today's Xiao Fei seems to be more attractive to them. Let their hearts remember him firmly.

After his anger subsided, Xiao Fei ignored these people no longer. The silver cudgel in his hand kept turning, and it quickly became smaller, and finally became the size of an embroidery needle, which was directly put into the ear by Xiao Fei.

Then, Xiao Fei left without looking back. Since Su Dingguo and his wife didn't believe him just now, he wouldn't stay to see what other people think.

The remaining group of people stood there, dumbfounded.

"Master Yichen, let's go, we don't need you anymore." Su Dingguo was in a very bad mood today, because he felt that he had offended the 'superior', the little monk, and lost millions of dollars for no reason. Luxury car.

The most important thing is that he believes that Xiao Fei has already caught the ghost in the villa, and there is no need for Taoist priests anymore. When he asked Yichen to come out of the mountain, he would not only pay him one million, but also give him his beloved antique blue and white porcelain.

The blue and white porcelain in Su Dingguo's collection is the blue and white porcelain of Ming Hongwu official kiln, and its value is much higher than that of the BMW. The market price is 10 million, and there is still a lot of room for appreciation. When he invited Yichen down the mountain, Su Dingguo was already dissatisfied. If it weren't for the fact that there were no other experts who could catch ghosts, Su Dingguo would not have invited him.

Now that he knows that the ghost at home has been caught, he will no longer bow down to Yichen. Although Xiao Fei destroyed his car just now, he indirectly helped him keep the antiques, so he still made money.

"Hmph!" Daoist Yichen snorted coldly, turned around and left. Now he not only hates Xiao Fei, but also Su Dingguo's family. As the boss of a listed company, Su Dingguo still has some courage.

"Dingguo, even if we don't need Taoist priest Yichen now, you shouldn't have offended him just now. We can't afford to offend this kind of person." Seeing Yichen leaving angrily, Zhuang Miaomiao, the mother of the two sisters, Glancing at her husband, she blamed him.

"Hmph, this Yichen is not a good thing in the first place!" Su Dingguo said, "When I was on the mountain, I could tell that he had bad intentions for you."

While the two of them were fasting and waiting in the gymnasium, Yichen once asked a Taoist boy to meet Zhuang Miaomiao in secret, saying that he would only come out to help if she stayed with him for one night. Although Zhuang Miaomiao didn't tell Su Dingguo about this matter, Su Dingguo still knew about it.

Later, Yichen knew that he could not get this beautiful woman, so he put forward harsh conditions, not only asking Su Dingguo to give one million, but also asking for his blue and white porcelain. So Su Dingguo was already suffocated with him, so of course he won't give him a good face now.

"Okay, let's not talk about this." Su Dingguo didn't want to talk about this kind of thing in front of his two daughters, so he turned to his eldest daughter Su Zhiqing and asked, "Qingqing, how much did you pay for the little monk to catch ghosts?"

He saw that Xiao Fei was relatively young, so he probably didn't know much about the market, so he wouldn't charge the high price of his two daughters. Moreover, it is impossible for the two daughters to spend a lot of money.

"One thousand!" Su Zhiqing said.