As time passed, more and more people in the hall gradually became. Most of the relatives and friends could come in advance, but unfortunately, Bao Feiyang didn't know anyone.

At around ten o'clock, the hall was already very lively. Bao Feiyang's table was always empty. Bao Feiyang saw Meng Shuang in and out several times, but he did not come forward and talk.

After a while, Bao Feiyang suddenly caught a glimpse of Meng Shuang walking towards him with someone, and said to Bao Feiyang with a smile: "Feiyang, your friend is looking for you."

The man following Meng Shuang had a clear face. Judging from his face alone, he looked at it at most in his early forties. However, he didn't know why his hair had turned gray, and he didn't know if it was a special effect of hired a hair stylist. In addition, his eyes were as bright as stars, and his light was shining as he looked at him, which made people dare not look directly at him, and he suddenly felt that this extraordinary feeling was in his heart.

"You are Mr. Bao Feiyang, are you Mr. Bao?" The man stood in front of Bao Feiyang and asked Bao Feiyang with a smile. He had a very magnificent style of Taoist bone fairy style in his every move.

Bao Feiyang couldn't help but smile. Although Bao Feiyang didn't know who this person was and it was the first time he saw him, he still guessed who this person was at once. In his previous life, Bao Feiyang had also seen many so-called "masters" who were involved in the business world, even in both the political and business worlds. Who is not the same as the person in front of him? Obviously, this person is the savior of the "big immortal" invited by Zhang Xiaoyun for him.

Although he thought so in his heart, Bao Feiyang did not say it out loud. He just stretched out his hand, held the savior's hand with a smile, and asked politely: "I am Bao Feiyang, who are you?"

The man glanced at the side and saw that Meng Shuang had left to the hotel door to greet the guests. Then he sat down opposite Bao Feiyang calmly and said with a smile: "Mr. Bao. I am entrusted by someone to come to help you solve the situation. I hope it is not too late!"

"Ah, so that's how it is? It's not late, it's not late, you're here just right!" Bao Feiyang picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of hot tea for the man. He asked respectfully: "What do you call the master?" Although he didn't believe in these names at all, since he was kind enough to come to help him, even out of courtesy, he had to make an unscrupulous respectful attitude.

"Haha, my name is Han Liming. Zhang Xiaoyun is my cousin niece. She said you helped her a lot on the train, so I beg me to come and help you solve the problem." Han Liming calmly picked up the teacup, gently blew the floating tea on the water, and then said to Bao Feiyang with a smile.

"Oh! It turns out it's Master Han, I'm really grateful! This time I really need Master Han's help!" Bao Feiyang reached out and took out the Zhonghua cigarette from his pocket and gave Han Liming one.

"Thank you, no smoking. Those who practice cultivation can have tea!" Han Liming shook his head, raised the tea cup in his hand to Bao Feiyang, signaling Bao Feiyang not to be polite, and then said, "Mr. Bao, I have heard about your affairs roughly. I am not detailed enough. I am afraid that there will be any mistakes. Can you tell me in detail? "

"Master Han, that's it." Bao Feiyang lit a cigarette, moved closer to Han Liming, lowered his voice and introduced his situation carefully. Han Liming just listened quietly, occasionally interrupting and asking Bao Feiyang a question or two.

"Oh. So that's how it is?" After Bao Feiyang finished speaking, Han Liming closed his eyes slightly and quickly passed the situation Bao Feiyang had just said in his mind.

"Master Han, do you think this matter can be solved? How do I need to cooperate?" Bao Feiyang asked softly.

"Well. This problem may be a big problem to others, but it is not difficult to solve in my opinion. You just need to act normally and there is no need to cooperate deliberately." Han Liming whispered, "But you want to point me, where is your mother-in-law Chang Mengqin?"

Bao Feiyang looked in the hotel lobby for a while and soon found Chang Mengqin's figure. He pointed at Chang Mengqin who was greeting guests at the door and said, "Master Han, look, the one who was wearing red clothes at the door was Chang Mengqin, his girlfriend's mother, who was greeting two middle-aged women." Although Han Liming said that he asked him to point out his mother-in-law, Bao Feiyang was really embarrassed to say that Chang Mengqin was his mother-in-law at this time, and could only be replaced by his girlfriend's mother.

Han Liming nodded, patted Bao Feiyang's shoulder gently, and said, "Mr. Bao, just sit here with peace of mind. Leave the next thing to me."

Seeing Han Liming's figure disappearing from the side door of the hall, Bao Feiyang was not so at ease. Although Han Liming still looked more reliable, whether he could convince Meng Shuang's mother to let her dispel her prejudice against him was still unknown!

I don’t know when Han Liming’s figure reappeared in the hall. He looked around the hall with his hands behind his back, as if he was looking for something. His body seemed to accidentally bumped into a middle-aged man who looked slightly obese.

"Oh, what's wrong with you? Do you have eyes?" The middle-aged man turned around and was about to get angry. His eyes fell on Han Liming's face, but he was stunned. His mouth was big and he could almost stuff two big Qingfeng buns. "Oh, my eyes are not blurry? Isn't this the famous master Han Liming and Han?"

Han Liming seemed to have noticed the middle-aged man only then. He couldn't help but smile for a moment, nodded to the middle-aged man and said, "It turns out that it is Captain Gao. We haven't seen each other for a long time. How about Captain Gao? The talisman I drew for you last time is still useful? I haven't been unable to sleep anymore at night, right?"

It turns out that this person who Han Liming called Brother Gao is Gao Yimin, the leader of the Nanshan Yu Opera Troupe. Although this person looks bad, he has a good voice and a authentic blushing face. He sings all over the country. It seems that he was a first-class Chinese actor a few years ago and performed in the State Guesthouse. He was warmly received by the leader No. 2. However, in recent years, he suddenly got a problem. He was awakened by nightmare every midnight. After waking up, no matter how sleepy he was, he could no longer sleep. He could only lie on the bed with his eyes wide open until dawn. He went to the hospital to find a doctor to prescribe sleeping pills for him. It worked at the beginning.

, but the sleeping pills failed after a few days. Even if he increased the dosage several times privately, he still couldn't sleep. Later, Gao Yimin found Master Han Liming through a person's introduction. Han Liming drew a sleeping talisman for him to suppress the gods. After burning it to ashes and letting him take it with boiling water, Gao Yimin's insomnia disappeared without a trace and never woke up in the middle of the night. So in Gao Yimin's mind, Han Liming was really an amazing master, a figure like a living god. Today he was able to meet Han Liming here, so how could Gao Yimin not be excited?

"Okay, Master Han, I really want to thank you! Thanks to the magic talisman you drew, Master, I can sleep peacefully and never have to wake up in the middle of the night." Gao Yimin reached out and patted his stomach and said, "But the only trouble is that once I got better, my belly that was thin before began to gain weight again. I wonder if Master Han, do you have any magic talisman for losing weight? Draw a divine talisman for me to reduce the fat on my belly, so that my wife can not nag me at home all day!"

"Captain Gao, what's on your belly is not fat, it's a blessing. Are you sure you want me to draw a talisman to help you reduce it?" Han Liming looked at Gao Yimin with a smile.

"Blessings? No, no, I have to keep the blessings, so why should I let Master Han reduce them!" Gao Yimin waved his hand in a hurry, "The more blessings this, the better. It seems that I, Lao Gao, will have to find a way to gain weight in the future!"

The people around him heard Gao Yimin say that the person with a clear face in front of him was actually Master Han Liming, who helped Gao Yimin use the magic talisman to treat stubborn insomnia. They were also full of admiration and came to say hello to Master Han Liming.

"Master Han, I heard that you have been fasting recently and rarely go out. Why did you come here today?" Gao Yimin asked again, "Did you have a friendship with Meng Xiangwei and Mr. Meng, and I came here to celebrate Mr. Meng's birthday today?" Meng Xiangwei retired from the position of deputy director of the Cultural Bureau. He is also Gao Yimin's old boss, so it is not an exaggeration to call him "Meng".

"Is it my birthday today for Mr. Meng Xiangwei? I don't know?" Han Liming shook his head in surprise and said, "I was just fasting at home today. Suddenly I heard a loud rumbling sound in the southeast. I walked out of the house and saw a purple auspicious cloud soaring into the sky. I chased towards the direction of the auspicious clouds and chased me all the way to this hotel..."

"Ah, Xiangyun, Master Han, are you talking about this Xiangyun because of Meng Xiangwei and Mr. Meng?" Gao Yimin asked quickly, "Today is his 70th birthday."

"Not nor is it!" Han Liming shook his head repeatedly and said, "I have seen Mr. Meng Xiangwei, a long time ago. Although he is a person with deep blessings, there is no sign of auspicious clouds on him. Today, this purple auspicious cloud must have risen because of his noble man. I have practiced for so many years. I only saw a purple auspicious cloud when Fang Shoufu visited Nanshan City last time. However, Fang Shoufufu was closely scheduled and I had no chance to visit him. This time I saw purple auspicious clouds rising again. We must see which noble man appeared."

Ah? A noble person? A noble person like the current prime minister Fang Weimin’s chief assistant? Is it actually in the lobby of this hotel? For a moment, everyone, including Gao Yimin, couldn’t help but exclaim, and their eyes followed Han Liming looking for a noble person with purple auspicious clouds like Fang Weimin’s chief assistant! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. Read.)
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