In the dark, Joss was reminiscing about the past.

Hearing Ling Shan describe herself with the words "family is ruined" before, her heart seems to be suddenly broken.

It's just that, before there is definite news, she tries to glue those fragments into a whole heart, waiting for the final judgment.

Three meals a day are brought in, and then wait until the next time to take them back, and someone will take her there every day in the afternoon when the washing time comes.

After this punctual lunch, Joss sat on the floor next to the bed in a daze.

She tried to resist, tried to force her way away, tried to feign illness, tried to ...... She even cried like a shrew.

It's just that all attempts are hidden in front of these people.

Her hair was hanging down, and Joss bit her lip deeply until she bled and didn't notice it.

After a while, she sighed faintly, resigned herself to fate, fortunately Yang Yang couldn't see her embarrassment.

After a long time, the door to the room was pushed open, and Ling Shan's face appeared in the doorway.

Joss looked at him coldly.

Ling Shan looked at the woman sitting on the ground with her hair scattered, her face was blue and purple, and he frowned and said, "Qiao Si, I heard that you have been very tossed in the past two days." ”

Joss's eyes were still cold.

"Why bother? We've known each other since we were kids, and we just let you stay here for a while, honestly, and soon you'll be able to get out. Ling Shan's tone was very relaxed, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with imprisoning others.

"How's my mom?" The girl spoke hoarsely.

Ling Shan smiled and said indifferently: "I don't know, I haven't cared, but the Ling family is basically nothing." ”

Joss hung his head.

Taking a step into the room, Ling Shan turned on the light and saw Joss more clearly - dirty, his hair was disheveled, and his face was scarred.

After hesitating, he exited the room with some disgust. Ling Shan motioned for the guard next to him to close the door.

He shook his head, feeling that fate was wonderful.

A month or two ago, he still wanted to get this woman and make her father his father-in-law, and the two families would join forces; But in such a short period of time, she has fallen to the point where she is now. The family power is also gone.

Thinking of this, my heart was cold, and Ling Shan secretly reflected, one step at a time, like thin ice, and could not be careless.

Thinking about it like this, he went to the two guards who had been arranged by his family to protect him.

Ling Shan is usually busy contacting other second-generation officials or elites, and sometimes he has to socialize and have fun, and he doesn't want to have the eyes of his family around him. But thinking about the recent limelight, it's not bad to have two people like this around.

Glancing at the two people following behind him, Ling Shan waved his hand, and his mood became good: "Let's go, find Yang Ji." ”

One person got into the driver's seat, one person sat in the back seat with him, and then a red Porsche slowly drove out of the villa.

Sitting in the back seat, Ling Shan took advantage of this time to reply to the text message. Two phone calls were made.

He is usually busy, because of his father's identity. He often had to contact the people on the Sanjin side, including wealthy businessmen, officials, and celebrities, plus he himself set up a club at Yenching University to entrap others, so he developed the habit of dealing with odd things in his spare time.

The car drove smoothly, and Ling Shan temporarily processed all kinds of information on his mobile phone, and suddenly said, "Your car is too stable." Hurry up, Porsche is driven like this by you. ”

The driver and bodyguard silently sped up, since he was drawn to be a bodyguard for this son-in-law, he had already prepared these little things not to cause awkwardness.

Ling Shan nodded with satisfaction and thought happily, these two people are actually quite good. Now that the business is done, let's go and do something unserious.

The car picks up speed quickly, and the driver is obviously familiar with the road, weaving left and right, and maintaining a high speed even on slightly congested sections.

Ling Shan became more and more satisfied, and he was replaced to drive, this kind of road section could not be driven so smoothly.

At sunset, Porsche is parked in a temporary parking space outside a high-end residence.

The bodyguards of the two guard regiments followed Ling Shan out of the car, their goal was to protect this son, and they had to keep a relatively close distance.

Humming a pleasant tune in his mouth, Ling Shan felt very comfortable, he has been relatively low-key since school, and this sudden presence of two bodyguards really makes him feel like a yaman.

Hey, the sun is setting, the business is done, the bodyguards escort you, come to find a beautiful woman, this day can't be more comfortable.

Ling Shan's pleasant expression continued until he saw a group of strange people surrounding his Yang Ji beauty - his expression turned to surprise, tsk, this is to make himself a hero to save the beauty?

"Hey, hey, what's going on? What are you pulling and pulling?! Ling Shan was some distance away, and the voice came.

When he got closer, he realized that this was a group of monks, and it was not a local monk.

Yang Ji's expression was a little panicked, and when he saw Ling Shan bringing someone here, he immediately hid behind him.

The monks led by him were wearing red robes, and none of them stopped Yang Ji's movements, but said, "Yang Jinma, you once swore a pure vow under the throne of the Dharma, what are you doing now?" "Yangjinma is Yangji's Tibetan name.

Yang Ji didn't speak, only looked at Ling Shan with pleading eyes.

Hearing this, Ling Shan frowned, as if it was related to religion, he knew that Yang Ji was a Tibetan, and his father seemed to be a religious person, but what the hell is it to keep the precepts pure? What age!

Thinking so, his voice was softened: "I don't know who you are, in public, what are you going to do?" ”

He pointed to the girl behind him: "She broke the law?" Did she sin? Do you have enforcement powers? ”

The person at the head was none other than Tashi, the eldest disciple of King Sakya, and with a serious expression, he saluted Ling Shan: "We are not enforcing the law, but just asking her to go back and make it clear." ”

"Go back? Where to go? Ling Shan's mind turned, this can't go back, there is a party tonight, "Don't get entangled, do you know that you can easily be locked up if you do this?" ”

"Know what policy not? Do you know what it means not to support, not to encourage, not to promote, and not to condone? You are feudal superstitions! Lingshan's voice gradually increased, and gradually passers-by were attracted and stopped.

Tashi was not afraid of his tone, just looked at Yang Ji behind her, and waited for her to decide.

Yang Ji's expression struggled, she never expected that it was actually the eldest disciple under the Dharma throne who came to find it in person, this was not like an ordinary signal.

With a quick decision in her heart, the girl shook her head and resolutely hid behind Ling Shan.

For a while, the desire for protection in Ling Shan's heart was stimulated, and he said again: "I don't care where you are a monk, hurry up, otherwise I will call the police." He turned his head to look at the two bodyguards.

The two of them understood, and each took a step forward.

Tashi was unmoved, just glanced at Yang Ji, that is, Yang Jinma, and sighed with low eyebrows: "You have a copy of Dao Guo, but now you are locked up by dust." "The Dao Fruit Sutra is a compulsory scripture of the Sakya school, and Yang Jinma was given a commentary written by His Holiness himself.

Ling Shan took a step to the left, blocked Tashi's sight, and spit out a word: "Go." Then he took Yang Ji's hand and left, and the two bodyguards separated the group of monks.

The monks didn't make a move, they all lowered their eyebrows, and Tashi silently looked at Yang Ji's back and shook his head slightly.

This matter cannot be good. (To be continued.) )

PS: Thank you for forgetting your worries, going crazy, and traveling through the end of time.