Chapter 219 He didn’t even let the kidnappers go!
The car gradually drove to the top of the mountain.
The bald boss yawned and complained, "What on earth have you been thinking about all day? You have to come to this shabby place to worship Buddha!"
On the passenger seat, Wang Zhiyong had already finished his chicken drumstick and cleaned up. "Boss, I heard the Buddha at Anjing Temple is quite effective. My eyelids have been twitching the past few days. As the saying goes, 'left eye twitching brings wealth, right eye twitching brings disaster.' Let's pray to the Buddha, and it'll give us some peace of mind."
The bald boss asked, "Oh, where is your eyelid twitching?"
“Both of them jumped…”
The bald boss, “......!”
They have been chased by the police recently. They have been hiding from place to place and have not had a good night's sleep. Their eyes are as black as those of national treasures.
In Wang Zhiyong's hometown, everyone believes in Buddha.
The Buddha is compassionate and saves all living beings.
"Boss, trust me, let's pray to the Buddha, he will surely bless us to turn this disaster into a blessing..."
The bald boss was full of disdain. "If your damn Buddha was useful, would you still be hungry?! You might as well beg me!"
Wang Zhiyong wants to come to Anjing Temple to pray to Buddha. The bald boss is not a good boss. He has his own considerations.
They needed to hide for a few days while the woman gathered the cash.
Anjing Temple is in a remote place, and it’s not the weekend these days, so there should be fewer people. It might be a good place to hide.
For the first time, Wang Zhiyong got a little angry and weakly retorted, "Boss, you can't be disrespectful to the Buddha! If it weren't for the Buddha's blessing, we would have been arrested by the police a long time ago..."
"Your Buddha statue is useless! If it really works, it only blesses good people. We are bad people, don't think too much..."
Wang Zhiyong was speechless, "......".
Is he a bad guy?
I feel depressed.
Buddha will bless every pious person!
He began to defend himself, "Boss, last time we were chased by the police, if I hadn't fallen into the sewer and you had come to find me, we would have been caught long ago..."
Isn’t it Buddha’s blessing?
"Ha!" The bald old man laughed heartily, "Do you think that the shit all over my body and face is a gift from the Buddha?!"
It still stinks after three days of washing!
He still feels sick when he thinks about it now!
The silly little brother said, "Well, at least we escaped a disaster..."
He refused to accept it. "And the time before that, the police surrounded us and we were trapped in that building. If I hadn't fallen from the second floor and pulled you up, we would have been surrounded by the police..."
Is this finally over?
The bald boss's face turned even uglier, and he patted his left leg with gritted teeth, "Oh, if you hadn't pulled me, this leg would have been broken!? It's been a few months, and I still have a limp!"
"that......"
He wanted to make a few more remarks, but when he met the bald boss's angry eyes, he stopped talking tactfully.
He's not really stupid.
Fortunately, we arrived at Anjing Temple after a few minutes.
The two parked the car and one of them, carrying a simple black backpack, walked towards the temple.
Liaoran waited at the door for a long time.
Finally, the two people who were suspected to be kidnappers mentioned by Yu Nian appeared.
He pretended to sweep the floor, and when he saw someone coming, he greeted them enthusiastically.
The temple was already deserted today, with few people coming.
He also found an excuse to send one or two people down the mountain in advance.
If these two people are really kidnappers, then we must make every possible preparation.
What if the kidnappers are desperate and start hurting people without waiting for the police to arrive?
Calm the kidnappers first!
The kidnapper spoke first, "Old monk, can we stay overnight at the temple? My two brothers and I would like to stay here for a few more days."
The bald boss pulled a crumpled handful of money from the pocket of his black sweatpants and took out the only two hundred-dollar bills he had. "Is it okay to pay for it?"
Liang Ran glanced at the money in the bald man's hand and took it with a smile, "Everyone coming from afar is a guest, big brother, please stay as you like!"
I was worried that I couldn't find an excuse to keep the kidnapper, but now he's just walking right into my doorstep.
"I'll lead the way for you two." Liaoran took two steps forward and then turned back to add, "200 is only for one day. Extended stays require payment in advance. Please come this way, guests."
The bald boss was stunned. Is this a monk?
Are all monks like this now?
Silly little brother Wang Zhiyong followed happily, saying that this master was quite interesting.
After settling the two kidnappers, Liangran secretly took a photo and confirmed it with Yu Nian.
When Yu Nian saw the photo, she was shocked. She was not mistaken before. It was indeed those two people!
Liao Ran replied furtively, "Ms. Yu, why don't you call the police two days later?"
Yu Nian was puzzled, [Why?]
It seems the two kidnappers will stay for a few more days.
Yu Nian, [?]
Clearly, [200 a day! ]
Yu Nian, [! ]
Another reply: "It's too late. The police have been called. They should be on their way. Master, please calm them down first. We'll be there soon. We'll act accordingly!"
Liangran frowned and paused. Coming so quickly?
Quick reply, [Then I'll go and fool around again! Please give me some time! ]
I don’t know how much savings the two kidnappers have!
Liaoran hurried to the kitchen and filled an antique copper kettle with some cold water.
The young disciple was puzzled, "Master, why are you filling it with cold water?"
"Entertain the distinguished guests!"
The young disciple was curious and followed.
Liaoran went to the Buddhist temple again, grabbed some incense ash and fragrant oil from before the Buddha, threw them into the pot, and shook it.
The little disciple's mouth twitched, "Master, will this drink our distinguished guest to death?"
Has the Master's method of deceiving people become so cruel?!
Le Ran laughed and said, "Don't worry, it won't kill you."
At most, you will have diarrhea!
The young disciple wanted to follow, but Laran was afraid that he would affect his performance, so he sent him to sweep the front yard.
Liangran took the pot and knocked on the kidnapper's door.
"Master, is there anything I can do for you?" Wang Zhiyong opened the door and asked politely when he saw that it was Li Ran.
He walked into the guest room with a familiar air, sat down at the table calmly, and put down the kettle. "I came to see if you two were comfortable staying here. Is there anything you need?"
The bald boss was lying on the bed, reading the news on his phone.
Seeing Ran coming in, he turned over and sat up, a little unhappy, "Old monk, we live well, you go back!"
The bald boss looked at him warily for a few more times, then frowned and said, "Zhiyong, send the master out."
Liao Ran was not in a hurry and stood up slowly. "Oh, I hope you two are enjoying your stay. I won't bother you anymore."
After saying that, he picked up the pot in his hand, waved it, and prepared to leave.
Wang Zhiyong glanced at the pot in Liangran's hand and asked, "Master, what's in this pot?"
He brought it here specially, and he thought it was for them.
It looks like a wine jug.
Could it be fine wine?
Do monks drink alcohol?
Wang Zhiyong couldn't help but look at Lanran twice more.
The old monk was dressed in coarse cloth and should not be a monk who indulges in wine and meat.
"It cannot be said, it cannot be said." Liaoran picked up the pot and left without any reluctance.
Wang Zhiyong was even more curious, "Master, what exactly is it?"
A hint of curiosity flashed in the bald boss's eyes. He got off the bed and walked to the table. "Why are you pretending to be a mysterious old monk?"
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