Mr. Chen's kneeling was truly earth-shattering.
Jingcheng and his friends were stunned by his unexpected behavior.
Although he had anticipated that Mr. Chen might ask him for help, he did not expect that he would be so generous.
The third son of the Chen family, who was a big shot in the ancient city, was actually kneeling in front of a boy two wheels younger than him on the street. Although it was night, the scenic area was bustling with people, most of whom were locals. If someone who knew him saw him, they would probably drop their eyes out.
Chen Xingguang, who was kneeling on the ground, did not have so many thoughts. His life was about to be lost, so what was his face worth?
Jing Cheng stopped him and said angrily, "...you don't have to be like this. Just say what you want to say."
Although their current location is more secluded than the temple, it is still not empty.
What's more, when Mr. Chen howls with such a loud voice, some of the pilgrims coming out of the temple will definitely be attracted by his curiosity.
Chen Xingguang's expression remained unchanged as he stood up with the help of his bodyguard. Qin Yan stared at him suspiciously with an unhappy expression. His impression of Mr. Chen was still based on his arrogant attitude when they first met.
Chen Xingguang thought about what happened to him in the past few days, sighed and said, "Alas! Master Jing, to be honest, I have been through a lot these past two days, and have been on the verge of death many times, but none of them has been as thrilling as tonight. I feel like I am really going to be taken away by the King of Hell. Fortunately, you are here tonight."
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As he said this, he wiped his face, wondering how he could sweat so much in the chilly night wind.
Qin Yan couldn't help but glance sideways at Jing Cheng. The last time he separated from Chen Xingguang, Jing Cheng said that the other party would come back to beg him, and he really came true.
Jing Cheng's face was as calm and composed as an old monk in meditation. When he noticed Qin Yan's gaze, he tilted his head and winked at him.
Qin Yan: “…” Foul!
In fact, Jing Cheng’s original intention was to tell Qin Yan: Have you seen how powerful your teacher is?
Unexpectedly, when Qin Yan met his gaze, his face suddenly turned red for some reason and he turned his head away.
Jing Cheng: “?”
"Nearly escape death?" Fu Le asked in surprise, "Have you had many accidents these days?"
Chen Xingguang nodded with a bitter face and sighed deeply.
Seeing this, Fu Le looked at Jing Cheng with pity and thought that he really could not escape the fate of being the protagonist. If you don't look for trouble, trouble will find you.
Jing Cheng was puzzled by Fu Le's strange gaze. Fu Le's train of thought was different from that of ordinary people. He didn't know what he was thinking about, so he just pretended not to see it.
"Then why are you looking for me...?" Jing Cheng asked Mr. Chen.
"If it happened once or twice, it wouldn't be a big deal. The key is that the frequency of accidents that happened to me in the past few days is too high." Mr. Chen frowned and hesitated for a moment, then suddenly spoke out his true thoughts, "I think someone wants to harm me!"
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but because there were so many people here, he seemed to find it difficult to speak.
Seeing this, the bodyguards took a few steps back and moved away from them. Their employer's private life was not something they could pry into.
Qin Yan was very tactful and pulled Fu Le, who was full of curiosity, away.
Only Jing Cheng stood there quietly, waiting patiently for Mr. Chen's next words.
Seeing that he was still hesitating, Jing Cheng couldn't help but urge him: "Speak, they can't hear you."
"It's nothing, actually. I, Chen Laosan, have two major hobbies in my life, one is gambling, the other is sex. Because of these two hobbies, even my family members look down on me." As if he felt that what he said was a little inappropriate, Chen Xingguang smiled awkwardly and said, "I have been very busy over the years. Although I have offended many people, none of them are my deep hatred. I am afraid..."
He paused here, his expression changed, and he hesitated for a moment before continuing, "I'm just afraid that one of my rivals doesn't like me and is doing something evil to mess with me."
Jing Cheng was always paying attention to his expression. He could tell that he had not intended to say this, but changed his mind when the words came to his lips. He considerately did not expose him, and asked naturally, "Do you mean you want me to help you find this 'enemy'?"
Chen Xingguang nodded hesitantly, and quickly added: "If there really is such a person, the reward is easy to negotiate."
Do I look like I care about money?
Jing Cheng was disdainful in his heart, but said, "Okay, the reward will be about the same as last time."
Chen Xingguang: “…”
Looking for someone for 1.5 million, you are asking for too much!
However, Chen Xingguang is now trapped and has no way out. Praying to gods and Buddhas is useless. He has no other choice but to come to Jingcheng for help.
You can earn money again if you lose it, but you only have one life.
Finally, Chen Xingguang gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay!"
The two of them finally discussed it and decided that because it was too late, Chen Xingguang would send someone to pick him up to the Chen family's old house tomorrow morning.
Before the two parties separated, Jing Cheng suddenly remembered something very important and kindly reminded him: "Pay attention to your physical condition. If I'm not mistaken, you should still be poisoned."
He didn't explain to the other party what "Gu" was. Mr. Chen should know what it is better than many people.
Those who can do something secretly are those who know you. Most of the people who know you are close to you. The so-called "enemies" are most likely your family members.
According to the information Jing Cheng had learned, the Gu master was Mr. Chen's sister-in-law. What kind of deep hatred could there be between a sister-in-law and a brother-in-law? It was really hard to explain...
Moreover, Jing Cheng looked at Mr. Chen's face closely and found that his marriage palace was sunken, filled with blood, and had a strong evil spirit, which meant that his wife was not an easy person to deal with either...tsk tsk tsk tsk.
What Brother Jing said before was right, the Chen family is indeed a very "chaotic" place.
After Jing Cheng finished speaking, he didn't even look at the other person's expression, and followed Qin Yan and Fu Le away leisurely.
Mr. Chen stayed where he was with a gloomy face. After a long while, a bodyguard cautiously asked him if he wanted to leave.
Chen Xingguang cursed a few times with an ugly expression. It was already so late, and he originally wanted to go directly to his little lover's place to spend the night, but now he decided to go back to the old house to settle the score with that woman first.
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On the way back to the hotel, Fu Le kept asking Jing Cheng in a roundabout way, wanting to know what he had just said to Mr. Chen.
Jing Cheng: "He wanted me to help find the person who hurt him, and I agreed."
“So simple?”
Fu Le looked at Jing Cheng suspiciously. He was a very gossipy person. Just now, he accidentally turned around and saw Mr. Chen cursing with a dark face. He knew that something must have happened that they didn't know about.
Jing Cheng said innocently: "It's that simple."
Fu Le: “…”Okay, Orange, you’ve learned bad things.
Qin Yan tilted his head to look at Jing Cheng. Normally, Jing Cheng always had a serious face and acted like a mature young man, so that people around him didn't dare to joke with him.
Because of his special status, people younger than him fear him, people older than him respect him, his peers look at him from afar, and although the girls in school admire him and give him the title of "male god", this title itself distances him from ordinary people.
Qin Yan couldn't help but think of the man who looked like Jing Cheng in the illusion. Although that man was always dressed in rags and looked dirty, he never seemed to care about these material things. He was a loner, had no worldly desires, and always sneered at other people's charity.
It was as if everything in the world was no different in his eyes.
He suddenly understood the psychology of the young man who was always around "Jing Cheng" in the illusion. No matter whether it was the "Jing Cheng" in the illusion or the Jing Cheng in reality, they seemed to be born lacking the emotions of ordinary people. Even if their relationship seemed close on the surface, there was always a deep gap in their hearts that prevented people from getting any closer.
The young man in the illusion was hesitating about something. Perhaps he realized the gap between them, so he watched "Jing Cheng" from afar all his life and never told the other party what he really thought until his death.
Qin Yan felt that if he continued to wait like this, the boy in the illusion might end up like him.
He had a better start than the boy in the illusion. At least he had the talent for practicing Taoism. Jing Cheng took the initiative to accept him as his disciple. This bond could not be changed.
Moreover, the Jing Cheng in front of him who can laugh, scold, and joke with Fu Le is very different from the "Jing Cheng" in the illusion. Not only is he a foodie, he always pays attention to his image (conceited), and his eyes light up when he makes money... He seems to be more popular.
Being observed by a focused gaze for a long time, Jing Cheng was not without feeling. He originally wanted to find an opportunity to ask Qin Yan what he saw in the illusion at night, and whether he felt any discomfort in his body...but now he couldn't ask for some reason.
The other person's gaze seemed to have substance, and the burning temperature made him feel uncomfortable all over. Jing cleared his throat and deliberately changed the subject: "I'm going to Chen's house tomorrow. Do you want to go too?"
"Chen's house?" Fu Le asked in a strange tone, "Are you really going there?"
Jing Cheng nodded, a smile on his face: "I have nothing to do these two days, since there is a reward, why not go?"
Fu Le's eyes lit up, and after thinking for a while he couldn't help but said, "I find that your mysterious profession makes money very quickly. Taoist priest, please see if I have the talent for cultivation. I will be able to mix with you in the next life."
Jing Cheng shook his finger at him and said sternly, "You can't."
Fu Le was just asking casually, and was not disappointed when he was denied. Instead, he asked curiously, "Then how about Brother Yan?"
He noticed that when Jing Cheng was free, he always talked to Qin Yan about things related to their Taoism, and the two of them occasionally addressed each other as "master and disciple". He had been suspicious for a long time.
"He can do it." Jing Cheng paused, looked at Qin Yan deeply and said, "He is very good."
Qin Yan suddenly met Jing Cheng's eyes, and with a start he came back to his senses, and quickly returned to his normal state, "Huh? What did you say?"
Fu Le said sincerely: "Brother Yan, if you become rich and powerful, please don't forget me."
Qin Yan looked at him like he was crazy: "Is there something wrong?"
Fu Le was not angry even after being scolded. In his eyes, these two people were now two shining mountains of gold. He only needed to curry favor with them in advance.
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Because the temple fair ended very late, everyone got up very late, and it was almost noon the next day before Mr. Chen sent someone to pick them up.
Fu Le and Qin Yan had nothing to do in the hotel, so they got on the car under the pretext of "visiting classmates."
It was only at this time that Mr. Chen realized that the three people in front of him were actually classmates of his eldest nephew. The expressions on his faces were very interesting.
Although she still showed respect to Jing Cheng on the surface, there was no way of knowing what she was thinking in her heart.
The three people and the ghost came to Old Chen's house in the ancient city in such a swaggering manner.
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The author has something to say:
Unrelated small theater:
(Why Orange likes money until now)
Master Jing: As a celestial master who saves people from danger, the most important thing is to practice in the secular world.
Father Jing: Speak human language.
Master Jingtian: The world is so big, I want to go out and see it.
Stepmother Lu sneered: Your wallet is so small, you can't go anywhere!
Master Jing Tian: ...
Thanks to Lei from the Little Angel of Fresh White and the cute nutrient solution of "Yanlonghanshuiyuelongsha", muah~
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