Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 13 The Master Arrives
"Okay, okay!" Taking a deep breath, Duan Yixue smiled, her breasts rose and fell violently, and after scanning the inside of this small clinic, she raised her hand and took out a card from the inside of her suit.

"300 million, right? I've given it! But remember, if you can't solve the problem within ten days, then it will be useless no matter how loud you are. Don't think that having a few guns in LJ City can be called The king has become a hegemon, and he took the money and didn't do anything, believe it or not, I will level up your wretched place?"

After finishing speaking, Duan Yixue threw the card on the counter, signaled to his subordinates to leave an address, and angrily opened the door and went out.

300 million is a drop in the bucket for Duan's Group, Duan Yixue doesn't care, she can't swallow this breath, even if her subordinates are so crazy, then this Master Wang's character is not much better.Why on earth would a sorcerer of the rivers and lakes point fingers in front of Miss Duan's family?That's why she kept the money. If Master Wang can't do anything with the money, it will be her turn to dictate.

Duan Yixue was furious. On the way back, she almost cursed the eighteenth generation of Wang Mu's ancestors. It's no wonder that Miss Duan, the president of the Duan Group, has never been subjected to such a severe punishment since she started her career. insult.

Fortunately, Wang Mutian has a hard life and is not afraid of being cursed behind his back.

Yan Kuan told Wang Mu exactly what happened.

Listening to the words of Duan's Group, he was also drunk. He had just cleaned up Duan Yirui, and now he came to him again. It was really destined.

Three days passed quickly, and Li Lan's side was still calm. The head-down master didn't come to take revenge, and Wang Mu was not in a hurry. If someone wants to take revenge, he must give him some time to prepare.

Li Lan, on the other hand, was a little jealous of Wang Mu because of what happened that day, but through these three days of getting along, the relationship has returned to the way it was before, and it has become closer. Money takes care of Wang Mu in every possible way. He washes and cooks, and even prepares the bath water himself. He is even more thoughtful than his mother.

This is undoubtedly precious to Wang Mu who lost his mother since he was a child, and Li Lan's matter must be taken care of to the end.

However, at night, Li Lan tends to blush easily, especially after taking a bath, she always blushes, wrapping herself in a bathrobe as if fleeing away. Wang Mu was distracted.

On the morning of the fourth day, after sending Xiao Min to school, Wang Mu called some people and set off with Li Lan.

A black Audi, two black commercial vehicles, Wang Mu and Li Lan sat in the Audi sedan in the middle, and the situation was very large.

"Xiao Mu, what are we going to do?" Li Lan asked uneasily, looking at the dense figures in the commercial vehicle in front of her in a panic.

"Sister Lan, don't be afraid. It's just to make some money. It's not safe for you to stay at home by yourself. Come with me."

"Oh." Li Lan took a deep breath and nodded. Knowing Wang Mu's identity, she didn't dare to ask any more questions. Naturally, the majestic Master Wang couldn't be squatting at her house every day.

"Sister Lan, you are really lucky." At this time, Yan Kuan, who was driving, said, "You don't know yet, our Brother Wang is single, and no amount of Bai Fumei can get into his eyes, so why is he treating you so well?" , tsk tsk, I'm jealous."

"I'm jealous of your sister, drive your car!" Wang Mu cursed angrily.

Li Lan blushed and lowered her head. She also knew that Wang Mu was kind to her. If it wasn't for Wang Mu, she really didn't know what would have happened to her and her daughter. Thinking about the scene that night, she felt apprehensive.

However, it's not easy for her to say anything. After all, she was married and even had children. What's more, she is not a casual person. Although her husband is dead, her position in her heart is still very important.

The point is, she doesn't know whether Wang Mu treats her so well because he likes her, or because of something else.

Confused, Li Lan quietly turned her head and took a peek at Wang Mu. Looking at that handsome side face, she felt like a deer bumping wildly. She remembered the scene when she faced Wang Mu with Chi Guoguo that day, and couldn't help but smile. Even redder, he quickly buried his face in his long hair.

Soon, three cars stopped in front of a factory on the outskirts of the city. This is where Duan's Group produces clothing.

It was just after nine o'clock in the morning, the bright summer sun was shining, there was no wind, and insects and birds could be heard in the distant mountains.

A lot of people had already gathered in front of the door, and Duan Yixue was among them. Besides her, there was a group of Duan's security guards, all dressed in black suits. There were also three strangely dressed people, a Taoist priest in Taoist robes, A bald monk in cassock, and a long-haired woman in sportswear.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Wang Mu's three cars.

Glancing at the crowd outside through the glass, Wang Mu chuckled, and raised his hand to cover his face with a crescent-shaped silver-white mask, only his mouth and nose could be seen.

There was a crackling sound of the car doors, and the doors of the three cars all opened. A man in a black suit came out, and Wang Mu and Li Lan also walked out.

Looking at Wang Mu wearing a mask, people frowned. As for being so mysterious?

Even more mysterious is yet to come.

Yan Kuan went straight to the trunk, took out a bunch of things and came to Wang Mu, a cassock, a string of huge black beads, a domineering Zen stick, and a bamboo hat.

People opened their mouths wide, and there seemed to be music from the Yellow River chorus. In the domineering rhythm, people watched Wang Mu put on a piece of equipment in a daze.

You have to do a full set of acting, and you have to be more professional when you take money from others. Besides, dressing like this is also good for hiding your true face. Wang Mu used to do fortune-telling and exorcise evil spirits in the past. The equipment was customized online, and it cost a lot of money.

Under the sun, the golden and red cassocks were extremely dazzling, the golden lacquered Zen staff was also shining brightly, the rosary beads were dark, the bamboo hat covered his face, and matched with the silver mask, Wang Mu at this moment was full of mystery.

Ignoring everyone's gazes, Wang Mu raised his Zen staff and led a group of his men towards the door in big strides.

Accompanied by beautiful women, followed by brothers, even the steps are arrogant and coquettish, I can't bear to look directly at them.

If it wasn't for dressing like a monk, those who didn't know would have thought that Boss Hei was on stage.

"Master Wang is here, come out to greet him!" Yan Kuan called out from a long distance away.

"Monk!" Behind Duan Yixue, the monk with the same cassock robe and staff yelled in a low voice, but there was a nervous look in his eyes.

The Taoist also had a disdainful smile on his face, but the woman in sportswear looked at Wang Mu with interest.

Duan Yixue's expression is also not good-looking, the anger he received at Master Wang's clinic yesterday has not subsided.

She was still dressed in a white uniform, capable and beautiful.

"Presumably this is Master Wang."

Seeing the visitor standing still, Duan Yixue squinted at Wang Mu who was wearing a mask, and asked melodiously.

"Amitabha, it's the poor monk." Holding the Zen stick in his hand, Wang Mu deliberately lowered his voice, looking like a master, looking at Duan Yixue, his eyes lit up, he never thought that the young lady of Duan's family is so beautiful.

With the bamboo hat and mask, people can't see Wang Mu's appearance at all, and it's hard to guess his age.

"Very good." Duan Yixue took a light breath, turned her head and pointed at the three people behind her and said: "Let me introduce to Master Wang first, this is Master Huineng, this is Daoist Li of Qingyun Temple, and this girl Long Xiaoyuan is also People who know alchemy, they are all invited by me to handle this matter. Master Wang, the competition is fierce."

"Heh." Wang Mu chuckled, his gaze swept over the three of them, and finally landed on the young woman's face. This woman had a beautiful appearance, with a slight smile on her red lips, and her slanted beautiful eyes were quite seductive. It looked very mysterious.

With Wang Mu's level, as long as he is below the eighth-level Buddhist, he can understand at a glance. The strange thing is that this woman named Long Xiaoyuan looks young, but her Taoism is even higher than that of the monk and Taoist priest.

The lowest one is Master Huineng, the whole thing is a copycat, not to mention that the Zen stick and rosary do not have any fluctuations in Buddhist power, and even he does not have the slightest calmness of a Buddhist disciple. He is obviously here to cheat money.

"Everyone, please." Seeing that Wang Mu ignored him, Duan Yixue turned around and made a gesture of invitation, and led everyone into the factory compound.

Without a break, Duan Yixue led the people straight to the door of a warehouse. Immediately, she dismissed everyone, leaving only Wang Mu and the three people who knew alchemy.

"Everyone, before I go in, I want to remind everyone that no matter whether you can settle this matter or not, I hope that you will stop talking nonsense after you leave. If it affects the business of our Duan family, then I, Duan Yixue, will take care of you." I won't be so polite anymore." Staring at the four of them, Duan Yixue's voice became icy cold.

"Miss Duan, don't worry, I know the rules." Master Huineng nodded, and when he finished speaking, he involuntarily turned his head and gave Wang Mu a blank look.

He obviously thinks that Wang Mu is also a copycat, so he instinctively rejects it.

The Taoist leader and Long Xiaoyuan also nodded, so Duan Yixue turned around and pushed open the warehouse door.

The iron door squeaked, revealing a dark space inside, and a gust of dark wind rushed towards the face, all the people present frowned.

The warehouse is full of clothes, all of which are new products developed by the Duan Group, but in the past month, the security guards guarding the warehouse have died one after another. The death conditions are extremely terrifying. The Duan Group has no choice but to think of inviting Wang Mu People come to help.

"Oh?" After walking a few steps, Master Huineng suddenly raised his eyebrows and strode towards the west wall.

"Master Huineng is really extraordinary." Duan Yixue smiled appreciatively, "Those three security guards all died in that place."

"Hehe, I have practiced for many years. If I can't even see this, I will be a Buddhist disciple in vain." Standing by the wall, he looked down at a spot on the ground. Wang Mu, who was wearing a mask, said in a strange way: "It's not like some people who just get a cassock and a rosary and dare to pretend to be my Buddhist disciple. It's a sin that cannot be redeemed."

Wang Mu laughed, the place where Huineng was standing, even ordinary people could tell that someone had died, because the outline of a dead person was drawn with white chalk on the ground.

(End of this chapter)