Zheng Wang knelt in front of the temple, the incense in front of the door changed one after another, and he kept kneeling on the ground, motionless.

In the first half of the night he was drowsy, and he almost fell asleep several times, and when he stayed up until the second half of the night, it began to rain lightly in the sky.

"Donor? Why are you still here? The monk who came out to replace the incense before was almost frightened when he saw that Zheng Wang was still there.

"Please, let me meet the desert warrior monk once, just once, I really only need this once!" Zheng Wang struggled with the last bit of strength, and after speaking, he rolled his eyes directly and fell to the ground.

Until the end, what he was thinking about was how he was going to teach Mu Feng a lesson, if the desert warrior monk was willing to help, then he would be able to make good use of the other party!

The little monk was helpless, looking at the drifting drizzle, and finally looked at a small dilapidated house not far in front of the temple.

"Master, what do you see?" The little monk came to the front of the small broken house, folded his hands, and bowed to inquire.

"Bring it in." There was a strong voice from inside the small dilapidated house, and it sounded like no more than forty, but it was an ancestor who could be a little monk, and his cultivation could be seen.

"Yes!" The little monk immediately nodded yes, and then brought Zheng Wang over.

Before he left, he also took two more glances at Zheng Wang, who was dressed plainly and really didn't look like a bad person.

If he knew that these were all specially dressed up by Zheng Wang, I don't know what he would think.

In the small dilapidated house, a sweeping monk who looked extremely sloppy stretched out his hand and dragged Zheng Wang in.

Zheng Wang was drenched at this time, and he was also accompanied by symptoms of low-grade fever.

The sweeping monk reached out and touched his forehead, and after a while, Zheng Wang woke up.

"I'll go!" Zheng Wang looked at the chilling face in front of him and couldn't help but be startled.

The sweeping monk had an abominable face, and there were three scars on his face, one of which was from the corner of his eye to his chin, and he kept the wound churning, as if it had been newly wounded.

"You, you are the desert warrior monk?" Zheng Wang suppressed the horror in his heart and hurriedly asked.

The sweeping monk did not answer his question, but lightly took out the hat from the side and put it on, and then spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Where did you know I existed?" The sweeping monk asked lightly.

As soon as he said this, it proved that he was a desert warrior monk.

"Monk, monk, you must help me! I have long heard that Buddhism has a monk like you who punishes evil and promotes good, you must help me take back everything that belongs to me! Zheng Wang said excitedly.

Immediately afterwards, he added fuel and vinegar to tell him about his encounter with Mu Feng.

"That guy used dirty means to isolate me, and forcibly asked me to bet with me, so that I lost thousands of family fortunes, and united with people with status, in a vain attempt to divide my Zheng family, I have worked hard for the family for so many years, and now I have nothing to be trapped by people day and night, I can't accept it, and I can't accept this result!" Zheng Wang didn't even have a draft when he lied.

"Where did you hear about me?" The desert warrior monk asked directly.

"This ...... It doesn't matter, does it? The corners of Zheng Wang's mouth twitched.

He is the son of the Nanli Zheng family, and he naturally knows a lot about the things on the rivers and lakes, especially after he failed to assassinate Mu Feng before, he set his sights on these hermit masters.

Zheng Wang knew that Mu Feng was very strong, and ordinary people really couldn't hurt him, but the origin of this desert warrior monk was very big, and he believed that this guy would definitely be able to make two moves with Mu Feng.

And he, as long as he does something in secret, he will definitely be able to kill Mu Feng, and when he finally puts the responsibility on this desert warrior monk, he can easily get out of trouble!

"Important, this decides, whether I want to help you or not." The desert warrior monk looked at Zheng Wang lightly and said.

The corners of Zheng Wang's mouth twitched, and finally he had to say: "A senior told me that he once received your favor......

He made up a reason, thinking in his heart why this old bald donkey was talking so much nonsense?

The desert warrior monk did not express his opinion after hearing his words, and paused before saying, "I can promise you. ”

Zheng Wang was stunned for a moment, and agreed so easily?

"Thank you, monk! Thank you, monks! Zheng Wang was very excited, he was still thinking about how he could continue to make up reasons if the old bald donkey didn't agree.

"But I have a request." Immediately afterwards, the desert warrior monk said again.

"You say!" Zheng Wang is in a very good mood, no matter what he asks, what he has is money.

"The poor monk asks to see your enemy." The desert warrior monk said.

Zheng Wang was stunned for a moment, what is this requirement?

"This ...... Yes. Zheng Wang hesitated, but finally nodded.

The Desert Warrior Monk nodded, then waved his hand to let him leave.

"Me, how do I contact you?" Zheng Wang was a little dumbfounded, so he let himself go directly?

"I'll find you." The desert warrior monk said lightly.

Hearing him say this, Zheng Wang nodded, he really deserves to be a desert monk, he just has the means.

After going out, Zheng Wang hummed a little song and went out from the other side to drive his BMW home.

On the high slope, the ghostly figure of the desert warrior monk flashed in the moonlight, watching Zheng Wang leave.

Early the next morning, Mu Feng got up early, and when he went out, Qin Wanrong had already gone to work.

"It's pretty early." Mu Feng muttered twice.

There was breakfast on the table that was reserved for him, and there was a note next to it.

"I left you breakfast, and there was an invitation on the TV cabinet, I forgot to tell you yesterday, remember to come with me in the evening." Qin Wanrong's words are still so beautiful.

Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, then went to the TV cabinet to take a look, and sure enough, he found an invitation.

"The jade and jade public exhibition, the shogunate joint exhibition...... What the hell is this? Mu Feng probably looked at it twice, and he had no interest in this kind of exhibition.

However, he remembered that this was left to him by Qin Wanrong, and he didn't want to say anything, so he estimated that he could only go and see it at night.

After breakfast, Mu Feng looked at the time, it was not early.

But then he remembered again, will Shu Mei go to this jade and jade exhibition?

Thinking of this, he immediately called Shu Mei.

"Toot ......" The phone rang twice, and Shu Mei hung up.

Just when Mu Feng was curious, Shu Mei called him again.

"Hello? What's wrong Mu Feng? A gentle voice sounded.

"Why are you still hanging up on me?" Mu Feng raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Did you accidentally click on the wrong one, is there something wrong with you?" Shu Mei continued to ask.