I feed on gods.

Lin Baici is too young, and he is very good-looking and has a great figure, so the first time everyone sees him, they always pay attention to his appearance, and have doubts about his strength.

Because being young often means being unreliable.

Lin Baici followed Jin Yingzhen, not talking too much, nor looking around, and his calm performance made Jin Dongcheng curl his lips.

The villa of the old man of the Jin family was decorated by a master architect. Even the paintings on the walls and the vases and green plants in the corridors are extremely elegant and luxurious.

This kid will either pretend to be dismissive, or he doesn't understand anything.

[A wealthy second generation who is lazy, has no ink, but thinks he is very talented, if the Daxian consortium is passed on to him, he will definitely go down!]

【Summary, one piece of waste snack, you won’t even eat a bite for nothing!】

Lin Baici turned his head and glanced at Jin Dongcheng, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

One fate, two luck, three geomantic omens, people reincarnated well, they were born as Romans, and the general public would not envy them.

Jin Mo's bedroom is on the third floor. Lin Baici just came up, and without activating his breath, a disgusting strange smell came to his nostrils.

It's a bit like a mixture of old man's smell and rotten eggs.

[Hey, there is a cursed breath, if you stay in this environment often, your whole body will be infected by the curse, become depressed, weak and sickly. 】

Ghoul God's Comments: It is recommended to leave immediately! It is definitely not possible to leave.

Lin Baici followed Jin Yingzhen into the master bedroom.Depend on!
The size of this room is huge, more than double that of Lin Baici's home in Guangqing. The life of a rich man is really luxurious and comfortable.

grandfather!
Jin Yingzhen yelled and trotted to the bed: Grandpa! On the big bed, Jin Mo closed his eyes, his breath was weak, and there were signs of suffocation and sudden death at any time.

Stop barking, Grandpa needs to be quiet.Jin Dongcheng complained.

Jin Yingzhen turned her head and gave Jin Dongcheng a hard look. Although she didn't have a good relationship with her grandfather, she was quite angry when she saw that Jin Mo had become like this under the care of Jin Dongcheng and the others.

People have seen it, can you go? Kim Dong Sung doesn't care about Kim Young Jin.This is the confidence of the eldest grandson.

Lin Baici couldn't listen anymore: For some inheritance, what? Even her right to condolence to grandpa will be deprived?
Some?
Jin Dongcheng's mansion is not deep, and when he heard this, he sneered: "This is something, your family has been working since the Stone Age 996, and has been working until now, and you can't earn a ten-thousandth of it back."

[A cursed old man, frequently falling into nightmares, unable to get out and continue, he will die. 】

Ghoul comments.

Is it caused by gods?
Lin Baici is curious. It seems that Jin Mo is not sick, but has been plotted against. Is it a competitor? Or is it Jin Yingzhen's uncle who can't wait to take over?
Ghoul didn't respond, apparently too lazy to answer such a simple question.

When will my grandpa wake up?
Jin Yingzhen helped Jin Mo tuck the quilt, and asked the Filipino maid who was waiting by the side.

The master wakes up about once every four or five days, but in the past half a month, the interval between waking up has become longer, and after waking up, he will fall asleep again within a few minutes.

The Filipino maid opened a notebook with detailed records.

Show me! Kim Young Jin reaches out.

...

The Filipino maid looked at Jin Dongcheng.

Grandpa just woke up once yesterday, you came at the wrong time this time.

Jin Dongcheng hehe, motioned to the Filipino maid to give the record book to Jin Yingzhen.

A person is about to die, and it is useless even if you read the flowers from a notebook.

Grandpa, I have a man I like, I will bring him to show you!
Jin Yingzhen knelt on one knee beside the bed, held Jin Mo's hand, and talked to him.

Jin Dongcheng yawned, sat down by the sofa, and played with his phone with his head down.

Hey!
Jin Mo die soon, as long as he dies, he can go out and have fun.

Listening to Jin Yingzhen whispering, Lin Baici completely regarded this as the last time. He was a little uncomfortable. At least, he had to find a way to wake Jin Mo up and respond to her.

Curse? Nightmare?
Lin Baici silently recited Jin Mo's symptoms, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, can chanting sutras purify the curse? No matter how bad it is, it can also make Jin Mo concentrate and purify his heart, so that he will not have nightmares, right?
As soon as he thought of it, Lin Baici immediately activated the Sanskrit sound and Buddha sound, and began to chant the "Diamond Sutra".

The ethereal and melodious voice sounded in the master bedroom, just like a master sitting under the bodhi tree, preaching and accepting karma, and resolving doubts for all beings.

Every word is pearls and every sentence is Sanskrit!
Jin Dongcheng was chatting with a married woman who had just hooked up. He didn't like any female stars or members of girl groups, so he just said it.

After transferring a huge amount of red envelopes, the young woman who was still reserved just now said that it was hot in the room, so she took off a coat.

Baby, you are in such a good shape!
When Jin Dongcheng was thinking about how to persuade the young woman to join in a hot dance, he suddenly heard the sound of chanting.

The sound was like boiling water being poured on ice and snow, making Jin Dongcheng's desire disappear all at once.

Xiba!
Jin Dongcheng cursed, the woman who was obviously very beautiful and attractive just now, no matter how she looked at it now, she felt disgusted by gods and ghosts.

Why would I do this kind of thing? It's too vulgar, isn't it?
Brewing a pot of clear tea, watching the sunset, smelling the winter wind, watching the white clouds curling up, and the geese returning from the north to the south, isn’t it more interesting than watching women dance?
Jin Dongcheng snapped and turned off the phone. He stood up and told him rationally that Jin Yingzhen should be told to leave and not talk to grandpa, but he suddenly felt that this kind of thing didn't matter anymore.

So what if Jin Yingzhen got his grandfather's inheritance?
That's just something out of the body!
Jin Dongcheng hummed a ditty and left the bedroom.

The young master of the Jin family eats sweets, drinks hot food and indulges in sensuality on weekdays. He has already worn down his willpower, so after Lin Baici recited a few Buddhist scriptures, he couldn't bear it anymore.

The person who got in the way left, but Jin Mo still showed no signs of waking up, but his expression, which was full of discomfort, as if he was enduring a lot of pain, eased a lot.

Oppa!
Jin Yingzhen looked at Lin Baici, hoping that he would believe in the solution.

Does chanting not work? Or the scriptures are wrong?
Lin Baici thought about it, and replaced it with the scripture he had heard in the main hall of Longchan Temple.

Anyway, let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor!
Lin Baici's voice was clean and clear, like falling snow in winter, clearing away the filth accumulated on the ground. The Filipino maid who was standing aside was already immersed in the Buddhist scriptures. He stopped, knelt down, folded his hands in front of his body, and then touched his forehead, like kowtowing to a god and Buddha, and kowtowed to Lin Baici.

Jin Yingzhen was also affected. Originally, because of the imminent death of his grandfather, he was a little sad, but now he is much better, and he looks down on life and death.

Oppa, thank you!
Jin Yingzhen wiped away the tears from her face. She felt that this scripture was the best farewell to her grandfather: Let's go! Don't disturb Grandpa's rest!
The moment Gao Limei got up, Jin Mo on the bed opened his eyes with a swipe.