It was a sunny day, and it happened to be the time when the two families made an appointment to offer incense.

There is a temple on the outskirts of the capital, which has been dilapidated for many years. It was not until the past two years that the door of the temple was reopened to welcome pilgrims from all over the world.

So there are not many people, only a few monks are quietly sweeping the floor, or sitting beside the flower bed to meditate.

The pilgrims do not bother their own, and leave after the worship.
Some people who are reluctant to see the scenery will stay for a long time. At noon, the temple has a fast meal.

Although it is not extremely delicious, it is rare to eat a vegetarian meal in this environment.

Ning Xi and the two old ladies were sitting quietly behind each other, feeling a sense of inner peace, with a floating and warm body, such as the feeling in the mountain temple that day, only feeling comfortable and wanting to sleep.

As soon as I thought this way in my mind, I fell asleep the next second, curled up on the futon, and fell asleep happily with a smile on the corner of my mouth.

Old Mrs. Zheng and Mrs. Mo laughed out loud when they saw it, but they didn't bother.

Still kneeling and sitting on the side, listening to the teacher's lecture.

The old master looked at Ning Xi who was already sleeping on the side, he didn't scream or reprimand, just smiled gently and continued talking.

In the backyard of the temple, in a dilapidated small courtyard, there was a tightly wrapped woman, looking left and right, quickly pushed open the door and walked in, then closed it neatly.

As soon as the woman entered the room, she took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of eyes, looked at the rich monk sitting across the table, took out her paper bag and threw it on the table.

"This is the 1000 yuan you asked for. I don't have any more. Don't come to me for money in the future!"

Your monk smiled, put the prayer beads in his hand aside, and said hoarsely, "Zhang Xue, you have no room to bargain with me, you have to give me money."

That's right, I have to be strict, the woman is Zhang Xueer, and the man sitting opposite is Wang Fugui.

At this time, Wang Fugui was already a monk in this temple. He was not afraid of not having enough food and clothing, but it was certain that he was living a poor life.

How could Wang Fugui hold back, one hundred today, three hundred tomorrow, the most wanted today.

The money in my hand will be almost saved soon, and then I will leave the chic life here.

But he was cool with the money, Zhang Xue had to work hard to scrape together the money.

Seeing Zhang Xue's unhappy face, Wang Fugui resisted very much.

With a sinister smile, "Why, did you forget the photo in my hand?"

Zhang Xue froze with humiliation, lowered her head and clenched her fists tightly.

Back then, when he and Mr. Wang were more affectionate, this man took the photo and went to find Mr. Wang.

Originally, Mr. Wang's promise of his new program fell through, and he even took advantage of the situation to dump himself.

But he had to ask Zhou Tian and was tortured.

A large part of the reason why I became what I am now is because of this man's destruction.

Zhang Xue is very regretful now. She regrets taking those photos when she was with this man.

But there is no medicine for regret in this world, Zhang Xue gritted her molars tightly, "Why do you still have the photo you gave to Mr. Wang last time? Isn't it the last one? You lied to me!"

Wang Fugui didn't panic about being exposed, but acted like it was taken for granted.

"Facing a woman like you, of course I have to keep a hand. It's only been a while, and you don't want to give me money anymore."

Zhang Xue said angrily, "You want such a flat, how can I give you so much money, these are already borrowed together!"

Wang Fugui shook his head indifferently, "Others say Zhang Xue would have it without you, but if you use your skills on a man casually, you will definitely get more money than this."

Contempt, disdain, and contempt made Zhang Xue instantly think of Zhou Tian and Zhou Tian's abuse of him.

Hate, hate is monstrous!Those who wish to fight against themselves will die badly.

Wang Fugui sneered and clapped the money in his hand.

"If you don't want the photos to be sent to your students and to the walls of the theater, then you should honestly give me money."

This trick is really ruthless, as long as this photo appears in the students' hands or on the wall, she, Zhang Xue, will be finished.

Resigned to the fate of the compromise, squeezed out a sentence, "What do you want to do."

Wang Fugui laughed, "I just want money and don't want to do anything. As long as I am satisfied with the amount you give me, I will give you the negative of the photo. You can tear it up and burn it!"

It's very tempting, which means that in the future, I will have no handle and no scandals.

When Zhang Xue opened her mouth to agree, she heard Wang Fugui say again, "If you send someone over every three days to beat me up and let me lie on the bed for a few days, then I will be rude." .”

Zhang Xue was stunned suddenly, and there was a moment of panic in his eyes, how did this man know that those people were invited by himself?
Wang Fugui didn't want to talk to Zhang Xue about such low-level and boring guesses, so he waved his hands when he got the money, and finally dropped a word.

"Remember to bring the 2000 yuan in a week."

Seeing this villain's triumphant face, Zhang Xueqi's chest rose and fell sharply.

How can there be such a disgusting person!Why doesn't he die!
Zhang Xue roared in her heart, even though the look in her eyes seemed to kill Wang Fugui, she didn't say a word.

There is a huge difference in physical strength, and this place is very remote. Zhang Xue knew that as long as a man wanted to do something, he would definitely not be able to escape.

Turning around to leave, Wang Fugui's voice came from behind, "Also please don't forget the poor monk called Kong Dun."

It doesn't matter whether Zhang Xue is called Kong Dun or Bai Dun, as long as he can get rid of this demon.

He walked forward quickly with his head down, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Ning Xi who was chatting and laughing with Mrs. Mo from the corner of his eye.

Zhang Xue froze for a moment. She had seen this one when she accompanied Zhu Hui in the performances in the early years.

The old lady of the He family, a big family in the capital, usually doesn't show her face very much, why is she with Ning Xi today?
Zhang Xue couldn't understand her footsteps, and unconsciously followed the two people and heard a lot of news.

But it was more of a surprise, because Ning Xi and Mo Cuizhu called her grandma, not by Lian's surname, but the kind that her own children called relatives.

Zhang Xue was anxious as if scratching her heart and scratching her liver. She wanted to know what was going on, so she followed slowly.

Before he could hear it clearly, he saw a young monk approaching. Zhang Xue waved quickly, and the monk ran over.

"Benefactor, are you lost? Or if you need help, you can ask me."

Zhang Xue smiled and pointed. Ning Xi, who was sitting not far away, lowered her head and said something in the little monk's ear. The little monk blushed and ran away.

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