Ling Siye frowned and turned his head away. He was used to seeing women who were interested in his appearance, but this was the first time someone was so bold as to tease him.
Long Yi, his subordinate who was sitting next to him, rolled up the car window.
You know what, this country girl is quite pretty.
He turned around and saw Ling Siye was not in a good mood, so he spoke worriedly.
"Can we really find the person the young master wants in this godforsaken place?"
Ling Siye's slender fingertips fiddled with the white jade Buddhist beads on his wrist. The beads were engraved with golden Sanskrit. His tone was a little nonchalant.
"I've already checked. That Zhang Tianshi is on this mountain. The old man insisted that I come to him to take a look. It's not a big deal in the first place."
After he finished speaking, he stopped spinning the white jade Buddhist beads with his fingers, as if something was touching his fingers.
I looked down but there was nothing.
In a place where he couldn't see, a cute little paper man hugged his fingers tightly, and then, under the erosion of the black fog around him, two tears as big as wide noodles slowly flowed out, and turned into a puff of smoke with a puff.
Ye Ruoqing, who had originally closed her eyes to rest, opened her eyes. It was such a vicious curse that it melted her little paper man.
Ling Siye was very suspicious: "Did you hear any sound?"
Long Yi scratched his head, thinking: "It seems so..."
Ling Siye looked him up and down, then suddenly turned his face away, frowned and said, "You..."
That sound just now really sounded like a fart.
Long Yi's face flushed red, and he immediately understood what the young master was talking about, "No, I don't have it!"
Long Yi felt wronged, but he didn't dare to say it.
Ling Siye refused to participate in the discussion of this topic.
The car had arrived at the foot of the mountain. Ling Siye opened the door and got out. The misty black scholar's robe made him look even more abstinent. His face was indifferent, and there was a small red mole on his slender neck, which added a bit of lust.
He looked at the mountain in front of him, bent down slightly, and raised the brocade bag in his hand.
"Master Zhang, Grandpa asked me to come find you."
But a moment later, a strong man with a serious face appeared on the hillside, sitting on a tiger. He closed his eyes and looked very majestic.
"Ling family, I owe your grandfather a favor. You are surrounded by a dark aura and you only have three months to live at most. Go find my disciple who has come down the mountain. She can cure you."
After saying this, the tiger leaped and galloped, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
No one noticed the relieved smile on the sturdy man's face the moment he turned around, finally getting rid of the blame.
Come on, apprentice! Master, I gave you a handsome man.
Ye Ruoqing, who was dozens of kilometers away, shuddered all over and pinched her earlobe. She had a premonition that she was being tricked.
Ling Siye returned to the car, thinking about what Zhang Tianshi had said, and felt a little disapproving.
Long Yi was worried, "Master, who is this disciple of Zhang Tianshi? What should we do? You only have three months to live..."
"It's just a trick. I can't live for only three months."
Ling Siye slowly sat back in the car. His grandfather was deceived at the beginning because technology was not yet developed at that time. Many fortune tellers learned some psychology books and used them to deceive people.
Now that the times have changed, what Zhang Tianshi said must be false. He also created disciples just to deceive himself.
As Ling Siye thought about it, red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Master! Master, are you okay?!!!"
Long Yi's face was filled with horror.
Ling Siye covered his chest and coughed, feeling a burning pain in his heart. The blood stained on the white jade Buddhist beads was very glaring, and the black air around him became thicker.
He reached out and wiped away the blood, lowered his head and gritted his teeth, "Go find Master Zhang Tianshi's disciple! I must find her within three months!"
Ye Ruoqing was sitting in a broken van in the front, and the vehicle was moving very slowly.
A moment later, the luxury car carrying the handsome man was level with them again.
Ye Ruoqing looked through the glass and wanted to see the man inside.
I'm really curious. I wonder who he offended to be cursed like that.
Suddenly, the black luxury car accelerated and soon disappeared at the end of the road.
Zimao was full of envy. "To drive such a nice car, his family must be very rich. Oh, damn rich people."
Ye Ruoqing suddenly chuckled. Indeed, the people in the car would not live long.
If I take action myself, I can save his life.
But why did he take action?
The car soon arrived at the bustling Haishi, and this shabby van attracted the attention of many passers-by.
Zimao's face turned red, and he always felt that those people were laughing at him.
Ye Ruoqing said calmly, "Where is the party? Start quickly."
"Ah, it's embarrassing for us to drive a car like this to such a luxurious hotel, Auntie. Why don't you walk?"
"open!"
Ye Ruoqing only uttered one word.
Zimao immediately trembled all over. "Hey, I'll drive, I'll drive as hard as I can! As long as you don't hit me, I'll do whatever you say!"
Soon, the car arrived in front of the most luxurious hotel.
Lined up in front of the door are all luxurious cars from the auto show.
Only this shabby van is different from the others.
After parking the car, Zimao got out of the driver's seat attentively and opened the door for Ye Ruoqing.
There was a burst of arrogant laughter from the side, and several people were laughing and talking loudly together.
"Oh my god! Who is this? He actually drove such a shabby car here. Tsk, tsk, he must be really poor!"
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