The road was covered with snow again, and the white Maserati drove slowly down the wide, smooth avenue, and it was warm in the cabin.

The honest monk sat in the co-pilot's seat and felt bored, so he lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and spit it out gently for a long time.

Gu Qingcheng suddenly hit the steering wheel, then braked sharply, and parked the car on the side of the road, the honest monk was pitiful, and his head came into close contact with the windshield.

"Women are really road killers!" the honest monk looked at Gu Qingcheng in horror.

"Get off the train!" Gu Qingcheng clenched his silver teeth, and coldly popped out these two words from the crack, and the temperature in the carriage dropped suddenly.

The honest monk shuddered and obediently got out of the car. Soon, that perfect face appeared in front of his eyes again.

"Who allowed you to smoke in the car?" Gu Qingcheng said with a round look in his eyes.

The honest monk lowered his head, rubbed his monk's robe with both hands, and whispered: "I grew up in the temple since I was a child, and I have never been far away, and this time I came out with you, and my heart was a little empty, so I couldn't help but smoke a cigarette." ”

Gu Qingcheng was slightly stunned, the honest monk was like a wronged child hiding in the corner alone at the moment, which made people can't help but feel a trace of pity in their hearts.

"Could it be that I really blamed him, do you want to apologize?"

Gu Qingcheng couldn't help but have a thought in his mind.

The honest monk suddenly raised his head again, looked at Gu Qingcheng, and said, "In case you are a female liar, and when the time comes, how can the monk still have the face to see people?"

This monk's skin was too thick, it was even thicker than the city wall, and she had never seen such a brazen person. The guilt in Gu Qingcheng's heart suddenly disappeared without a trace, and she almost shouted hysterically: "Enough, are you finished?"

"I ......"

Gu Qingcheng didn't wait for him to finish, he turned around and went back to the car, started the car, and sped away.

"The joke is too big......" The honest monk froze in place, until the cigarette between his fingers burned to the end, and he accidentally burned him, and he came back to his senses.

Gu Qingcheng drove a long way before he gradually calmed down, no matter what, he shouldn't be left alone, not to mention that he was still his only hope.

Gu Qingcheng turned the head of the car and returned to the place just now, but the honest monk was gone. She stood alone on the side of the road, stunned and weeping again.

A gentle voice suddenly sounded in your ears: "The depression in your heart needs to be vented, if you have any grievances, cry out as much as you want, if necessary, the monk's shoulder can lend you it." ”

Gu Qingcheng stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, his crescent-like eyes glanced at him fiercely, and said stubbornly: "You just cried." ”

At that moment, the honest monk felt as if he had forgotten something, and his heartbeat skipped a beat.

The sky gradually darkened, the lights were on, and the car stopped at the gate of Yunjin Villa. Yunjin Villa is the most famous high-end villa area in Jinghua, surrounded by green mountains and green waters, small bridges and flowing water in the villa, equipped with leisure parks, entertainment centers and other places for people to relax and entertain, a strong rich and elegant atmosphere is blowing in the face.

When the middle-aged security guard at the door saw the Maserati, he immediately chose to let it go. The honest monk followed behind Gu Tingcheng, looking at the beautiful scenery of the villa, admiring Gu Tingcheng's exquisite curves, and his mouth let out a sigh of admiration.

"Miss, who is this little master?" The honest monk followed the prestige, and I don't know when, at the door of the villa stood an old man in a tunic suit, with a thin body and white hair, but a pair of eyes were bright.

It's a master! The first feeling of an honest monk.

When Gu Qingcheng heard this voice, he responded, "Uncle Chen, he is the apprentice of Master Xingdian. ”

The old man nodded, walked lightly to the honest monk, looked up and down a few times, and then smiled: "The master has worked hard all the way, please inside!." ”

The word "please" came out, the thumb and index finger of his right hand were clasped together, and the other three fingers were slightly bent, striking at the honest monk's wrist.

Kunlun Xuanyin finger!

The honest monk was surprised, his thumb and ring finger also moved, and the old man took a step back.

These movements were completed in an instant, and they were very slight, and in Gu Tingcheng's opinion, Chen Bo just made a "please" posture.

The honest monk smiled: "Old man, you are quite good." ”

Gu Qingcheng turned around suddenly, those beautiful eyes stared at the honest monk angrily and said, "Little monk, you speak politely, this is my home, not your presumptuous place!"

Obviously, this Uncle Chen has a high status in Gu Qingcheng's mind.

"A name is just a title, you name it, old man!"

Uncle Chen nodded and smiled: "Yes, the name is just a title, I really like the uninhibited character of the monk, the meal is ready, please!"

"Forget about eating, let's go see Mr. Gu first, after all, I'm here to see a doctor!"

As he spoke, he left Gu Tingcheng and Uncle Chen, and walked into the villa with a big grin, as if giving people the feeling that this was his home.

"Mr. Gu in that room?" After entering the villa, he saw a maid who was cleaning, and the honest monk asked.

The other party looked at the honest monk in surprise, but quickly said, "Mr. Gu is in the corner room on the second floor." ”

The door of the room was open, the light in the room was on, Gu Huairen was close to the head of the bed, his eyes were slightly closed, although his eyes were deep, his face was resolute and majestic. A mature beautiful woman sitting on the edge of the bed was Qin Rong, the mistress of the Gu Mansion. She held Gu Huairen's pale hand tightly and looked at him with affection. On the table at the head of the bed, there was still half a bowl of leftover lotus seed porridge.

The honest monk was stunned for a moment, slowly withdrew from the room, and met Gu Tingcheng and Uncle Chen head-on.

The honest monk stared at Gu Qingcheng: "I want to talk to you alone." ”

Gu Tingcheng nodded: "Follow me." ”

The honest monk followed Gu Chengcheng to a room on the third floor, with milky white floor-to-ceiling curtains, a sky-blue sofa, and a stone-faced coffee table in the center, on which was a set of high-grade kung fu tea sets. Gu Qingcheng was polite for three minutes between his words: "Please take a seat." ”

The honest monk sat on the sofa and said lightly, "I have already diagnosed Mr. Gu." ”

Gu Qingcheng's body was shocked, and after a short silence, he asked, "How is the situation?"

"Not optimistic!"

"What happened to my father?" Gu Qingcheng's tone was extremely nervous.

"Mr. Gu is poisoned, and it is an extremely rare poison. ”

"Also...... Is there any hope?"

"Yes, but I have one condition. ”

Gu Tingcheng breathed a sigh of relief: "You say!"

The honest monk's face turned red again, and he said, "This request is really embarrassing. ”

Gu Tingcheng took out a blank check from his handbag and threw it in front of the honest monk: "Master, please fill in a number." ”

The honest monk's eyes lit up, money, what a good thing. But then he despised himself fiercely, and said bitterly: "What is the use of money and things outside the body, what is the use of the monks asking for it?"

"What the hell do you want?"

The honest monk said word by word: "I, I want to, I want you......"

"Shameless, bastard, you shameless bastard!" Before the monk's words were finished, Gu Qingcheng had already scolded, and she scolded what she thought was the most vicious language, but it was only this sentence over and over again.

The honest monk looked at Gu Qingcheng's furious appearance, and was stunned, I want you to send me back to Cheng'en Temple, how can I be shameless. This place is so far away from Cheng'en Temple, do you want the monk to walk back by himself?

No wonder some people say that the richer a person is, the more stingy he is.

It took Gu Qingcheng a long time to calm down, stared at the honest monk tightly, and said, "Can you really save my father?"

"For me, as long as people don't die, it's not a problem. ”

Gu Qingcheng bit his pink lower lip tightly, as if he had made a lot of determination: "As long as you cure my father, I will ...... I am yours. ”