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Chapter 105
Chen Bufei was full of confidence that the old man would come to his door. Unexpectedly, the news spread that Master Bao had arrested a Taoist priest in the early morning of the next day.

"Who doesn't know that the land belongs to Mr. Bao? This old man is really looking for death!"

"That's right, you dare to go down to Master Bao's tomb!"

"I heard that the old man is a charlatan, he seems to be called Taoist Qing Jing, so he'll just talk about it."

Chen Bufei listened to the customer's words in the store, how did the news of the old man's tomb get to Master Bao?
Doesn't Master Bao already know that he picked up the old man last night?Chen Bufei yelled inwardly, if Master Bao knew that he had something to do with the old man, he would definitely doubt himself.

Just as Chen Bufei was about to ask someone to inquire, Ah Cheng's car stopped at the door, and Ah Cheng stood at the door in a black suit with a cold face, "Boss Chen, Master Bao is here."

"Brother Ah Cheng, what brought you here, Master Bao just wants to see me and let you come in person." Chen Bufei took a step forward and ordered Uncle Fu to bring the cloth pocket of the old man, Taoist Qingjing .

Chen Bufei had guessed in his heart that the old man would probably put everything on him, so Chen Bufei followed Ah Cheng into the car with his hands behind his back.

This time, the location was a teahouse. Master Bao had just returned from a business trip, and he hadn't had time to start working on that cemetery yet. He had already heard that many people had visited it.

Master Bao knew the origin of the cemetery, and he didn't care who went in at all. Most people can get out only because of their horoscope.

Until, Lord Bao heard that the famous Taoist Qing Jing had gone to the cemetery, and directly sent someone to "invite" Taoist Qing Jing to come over.

According to subordinates, when they found Taoist Qingjing, he was fighting for food with a wild dog. Taoist Qingjing was dressed in mud clothes, wrapped in the smell of his body, and appeared smilingly on Master Bao's well-painted floor.

"It's really been a long time." Master Bao's face was somber, and he deliberately sat in the place farthest from the quiet place.

Qing Jing rubbed her bare calf, biting the tattered pancake snatched from the dog's mouth, "A big man like you is looking for me, maybe he wants to treat me to dinner?"

Master Bao frowned, "How did the famous Qing Jing become such a desolate look?"

Qing Jing giggled, walked to the table next to her, and drank water from Master Bao's teacup.

Just as the subordinate was about to move, Master Bao raised his hand to stop him, "Bring some good tea to Daoist Qing Jing."

Qingjing sat down on the chair next to Bao Ye. There was only a table between the two of them. The musty mud smell mixed together, and Bao Ye stood up instantly.

Qing Jing always had a smile on her face, "Aren't I always like this?"

Master Bao stared at him meaningfully, "Why do Taoists and Buddhists practice together and go crazy?"

Master Bao's words are really not groundless, Qing Jing went crazy in the western suburbs a few years ago, and rumors spread that Taoist Qing Jing went crazy while practicing.

"Don't worry about it, Master Bao. You haven't changed at all." Qing Jing stared at him, only her eyes were bright and sharp on that face.

Master Bao flicked his sleeves and ignored him at all.

What he cared about was the cemetery, and what Qing Jing held in his hands.

"Good tea!" Qing Jing clicked her lips and sighed in satisfaction.

"Did you go to the cemetery?" Master Bao sat not far away, and his biggest characteristic is that he can endure.

Being able to bear talking to the person he despises the most, in Baoye's words, he is lowering his posture, and he must give face to be quiet.

"You are so well-informed." Qingjing smiled nonchalantly, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

But it means a lot to Master Bao. If Qingjing can be used for his own purposes, everything in this tomb will be his.

"What's in there?" Master Bao's eyes flashed greedily. He is a businessman, and the only thing he considers is whether the cemetery is worth it.

"Goodness, goodness, what's in it that you still don't know?" Qing Jing started talking nonsense again, mixed with Buddhist and Taoist words, anyone who saw him would have gone mad.

"What do you mean?"

"The tomb is naturally what Master Bao is obsessed with."

Qingjing closed her eyes and clasped her hands together to make something mysterious.

Master Bao's entire face turned black. Could it be that there really was that thing in that tomb? "Is there really someone guarding it?"

He was a little disdainful when he asked this question. Even the most powerful Chen family, after such a long time, their ability must have been inferior to before.

He has money, manpower and material resources. Even if he digs out the entire cemetery, his treasured master still has the ability.

Qing Jing smiled and said nothing, having a good meal of tea at Master Bao did not sublimate his beggar temperament.

Qing Jing calculated that she could go to the intersection to grab a white flour steamed bun from the wild dog at night, so she got up and brushed, "If you are curious, send someone to take a look."

Master Bao sneered, "Don't think I don't know that you and the Chen family boy are very close, and you and Chen Cheng were also like that back then."

Qing Jing didn't care and smiled, "I didn't see that you cared about me so much."

Qing Jing deliberately didn't answer his words, and got up to leave. At this moment, the people around gathered together under the movement of Master Bao gently raising his hand.

"You are..." Qing Jing really didn't expect that she would be able to arouse Master Bao's interest in this muddy body.

Master Bao half-threatened and half-coaxed, "I will go to the tomb this time, Taoist priest Qingjing."

"Hey, you don't have to threaten me. I'm alone and don't care about the turmoil of the world. That cemetery is like hell. I fell down by accident last time. My life was hanging by a thread and I climbed up. Can you let me go?" Qing Jingyi explained, Bao Grandpa doesn't trust him anymore.

"Last night, I heard that you were with the Chen family boy?" Master Bao narrowed his eyes.

"It's because that kid was hospitable and killed me on the road, and I shamelessly begged for a drink."

Qing Jing tentatively took a step forward, but was pushed staggeringly.

"Hey."

Qingjing simply lay on the ground unable to get up, "Isn't this bullying an incompetent old man like me?"

"The price is up to you, the person is up to you, how about it?" Master Bao continued to persuade him.

Qing Jing pulled the hat on her head and patted the dust, "You'd better let me go, I won't be able to catch up with my old friend for dinner."

He silently rejected Master Bao with his actions, preferring to compete with wild dogs for food than Master Bao's money.

Master Bao's face darkened as expected, "You are still the same as before, stubborn."

Qing Jing quickly got up from the ground in a heartless manner, "I take your words as a compliment, Amitabha."

A subordinate ran in at the door, "Master Bao, Ah Cheng has brought Boss Chen back."

Master Bao stared at Qing Jing's face closely, trying to see something strange from that face, but he couldn't see anything, "Why don't you invite Boss Chen in quickly?"

(End of this chapter)