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I see.
at the gate.
The figure of a young Taoist priest in white robes stood there at some point.
"It's you?!"
When Du E saw Zhang Qingxuan, his pupils shrank suddenly, but in a split second, he regained his composure, clasped his hands together and said, "I've seen the benefactor!"
"The benefactor has already won that position, why did he come here with the poor monk?"
"Brother..."
The young monk looked at Du'er.
Du'e turned his face sideways and said: "This Taoist priest is the expert that the poor monk just said."
The young monk stared at him vigilantly, and was about to get out of bed after throwing off the quilt.
Zhang Qingxuan waved his hand and stopped him: "This master is sick, so there is no need to get out of bed.".
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"..."
Why do these words sound like the emperor's words when he went to comfort his seriously ill courtiers?
Both of them were silent for a while.
Zhang Qingxuan said lightly: "Don't worry, both of you, I came here without any malice."
Du E clasped his hands together: "I hope the benefactor will explain the reason!"
The corner of Zhang Qingxuan's mouth twitched: "The reason is very simple, poor people can calculate the secrets of heaven."
"Calculate the secret?"
Brother Du'er was taken aback for a moment.
"Yes, calculate the secret."
Zhang Qingxuan nodded, and then said with a smile: "As soon as I heard your name, I knew that you would not have enough to eat, so I apologize for robbing your job and income, and I am here to compensate Master."
"..."
The eyelids of the two brothers and sisters twitched, and the veins on their foreheads twitched violently.
Du E shook his head and said: "Everything here depends entirely on their own abilities. The benefactor is more capable and stronger, so it is a matter of course that he successfully won that job. There is no need to compensate the poor monk. Got it."
As he spoke, he clasped his hands together and bowed to Zhang Qingxuan.
The young monk on the bed followed closely behind with folded hands and bent over.
Zhang Qingxuan turned serious and said, "The reason I came here is just to take a look."
"have a look?"
Du E was puzzled.
Zhang Qingxuan nodded: "I applied for that job not for money, but for other things."
"And Master, you are an ascetic monk."
"When you apply for a job, it's not that you are the same as me. You don't have other goals for money, but something happened. Master, you, an ascetic monk who treats money like dung, has come to a situation where he has to need money."
"So I thought, follow me to see why."
"Now it seems that it should be the latter."
He put a thousand-mile chasing talisman on Du E's body.
Because he wanted to know why an ascetic monk who regarded money as dung applied for this high-paying position.
Is it for money, or like him, to investigate something.
If it is for the latter, then what is the investigation? Is it still the same as him? I learned something so I investigated it. What clues did I have...
But obviously.
Zhang Qingxuan was disappointed.
The reason Du Er went to apply for this position was for money...
"Amitabha Buddha.."
Du E clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name: "The almsgiver has a high level of cultivation, and his thoughts are still so close. He should say 'there is a tiger in his heart, and he smells the rose carefully'. The poor monk is deeply impressed."
"Master praises."
Zhang Qingxuan waved his hand.
"The benefactor has seen the reason now, I don't know if there is any other enlightenment?"
Du'e issued an order to evict the guest: "The poor monk and junior brother are not in good health and need to rest."
Zhang Qingxuan smiled noncommittally, "Originally, I saw the reason why you went to apply for the job, master, and planned to make your junior brother no longer need to rest. Since the master wants your junior brother to continue to rest so much, then I think I should meddle in my own business." gone."
"Wait a moment!"
Du E's pupils shrank, and he quickly opened his mouth, calling out to Zhang Qingxuan who turned around and wanted to leave: "Benefactor, what do you mean?!"
Zhang Qingxuan stopped: "Your brother's illness should require surgery and recuperation, and it needs a lot of money, right?"
"I originally thought that I could lend you some money first. It's important to save people."
Du E's body trembled violently, looking at Zhang Qingxuan's back in disbelief, he tremblingly said: "The benefactor is serious?!"
"Naturally!"
Zhang Qingxuan smiled: "But now it seems... Master, you don't seem to need it?"
"Need! The poor monk needs it!"
Du'er bent his knees and was about to kneel down to Zhang Qingxuan.
However, just as he bent down a little, Zhang Qingxuan lifted him up again.
Seeing the back of Zhang Qingxuan leaving straight away, Du'er's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and he regretted the vigilance against Zhang Qingxuan just now...
His lips were trembling, and he wanted to ask Zhang Qingxuan, but he couldn't make a sound. He could only watch Zhang Qingxuan walk away from the house, and his face gradually turned gray...
Junior brother, it is the senior brother who is incompetent!
Due, my heart is ashamed!
However, at this moment.
A sound of breaking through the air suddenly flew.
Du'er subconsciously took the non-murderous thing that flew over, and took a closer look, it was a bank card with a string of numbers on it, which was the password!
He suddenly raised his head to look in the direction where Zhang Qingxuan was leaving.
There, there was no half of Zhang Qingxuan.
Clutching the bank card tightly, Du'er burst into tears, his dry lips kept trembling: "Thank you for your kindness, Du'er, I will definitely repay you!"
……
Why do you need to give Duer money...
If you want to help, you will.
No reason.
Fate is always merciless to those who are already ill-fated.
At this time, there will always be someone pretending to be the sun and shining some rays of hope...
In other words -
The light of righteousness...
Ascetic monks are different from the Taoist monks who live in the Daxiong Hall.
They are really the people who save the suffering and help the world.
As the saying goes, good people are rewarded with good things.
As for Zhang Qingxuan, did he think of anything in return for helping him...
The other party will definitely repay.
It is enough to be sure of this.
As for how and when the other party repays.
Why bother?
Under the moonlight, Zhang Qingxuan rushed back to the villa area where Su Yueyin was.
Su Yueyin's residence is not the Su family's house where Su Huai lives.
She has been independent since childhood.
Just after graduating from university, he gradually took over the company (Nuo Haohao) and said that he has already moved out of the house.
You are such an independent duck...Zhang Qingxuan couldn't help but slander.
And this time.
Inside the villa.
The living room was brightly lit, but empty.
In the master bedroom on the top floor, the dim light was shining, which made people feel stretched and tired. It was the feeling of wanting to fall asleep.
The decoration and furnishings of the bedroom are in a simple style, everything is extremely neat, and it feels a little faster and heavier.
It's just a slightly bright desk lamp in front of an off-white paint desk, which breaks this sense of harmony.
Front desk committee.
The woman's palm-sized feet were bare, and she stepped on a pair of pure white plush slippers that were spotless.
The ten toes are like finely carved jade, crystal clear and natural.
The bear-patterned manicures add a bit of playfulness to the finishing touch.
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Look up along the jade-like feet.
It is two ankles that are also as bright and clean as jade.
And two curved, extremely graceful and slender legs.
Her calves were swaying playfully, Su Yueyin, who was wearing a flesh-colored silk pajamas, with wine-red long hair scattered casually, without any makeup but undiminished beauty, was looking at the hotel documents on the table, thinking.
She has been reading this document for more than ten minutes.
But she just stared at it for so long without turning the page, but what she read was always the big words on the cover...
How many words can make people read for so long?
In short, it's actually just two words.
Distracted!
She propped her chin, and the thoughts in her mind were like billions of galloping horses. She couldn't hold on, and she couldn't calm down, let alone read the documents.
"How can I make him admit that he was the one who saved me that day?"
"It seems that it is difficult..."
"If you want him to be exposed passively, you have to see something iconic about him."
"But I can't take the initiative to expose him..."
"Unless I take the initiative to go out and find ghosts to attack me."