My Taoist Temple is trending again

A heavy rain came and went quickly. After the heavy rain washed the Galaxy Nursing Home, the air became fresher and the sun was brighter. Many people went to the yard to bask in the sun.

But Liu Yi could only squat in the grass to feed the mosquitoes, nervously looking at Song Jue who was sitting in a wheelchair in the sun and reading a book.

Just when Liu Yi was getting nervous, the cell phone rang suddenly.Seeing that it was Xu Qingmu's call, Liu Yi trembled before picking it up, and immediately expressed his opinion after connecting: "Xiao Daoist, don't worry, the person you let me watch is very good."

Xu Qingmu still snorted coldly, and said, "It sounds like I really care."

Liu Yi smiled and said: "Hey, whether you care about it or not, I always take your order to heart. You don't know how much effort I took to get in. I have been watching for 24 hours. I promise not to let him have Danger."

Xu Qingmu said "Oh", and his tone seemed to be more relaxed, so Liu Yi continued: "He is reading a book now, and the nurse next to him is also taking care of him very hard, and he seems to be in a good mood."

Xu Qingmu paused on the other end, and said "Oh" again.But with this sound, the tone suddenly changed.

Liu Yi didn't understand what was going on, and was nervous, but Xu Qingmu hung up the phone neatly, leaving Liu Yi with a confused face.

After being confused for a minute, Liu Yi shook his head again, pulled himself together, and continued to stare at the garden over there.

Song Jue, who was basking in the sun in the garden, sneezed suddenly.

Meng Anjing immediately stepped forward and asked very considerately, "Mr. Song, do you feel cold? Do you want to add an extra dress?"

"Not cold." After talking to Meng Anjing, Song Jue turned his head and whispered to himself again, "I always feel that little heartless scolding me."

Probably those "mentally retarded warnings", "old fritters", "old leftover men" and the like.

Thinking of this, Song Jue didn't even have any interest in reading the book, so he put it on the stone table beside him, and then fell into deep thought while looking at the distant scenery.

Xu Qingmu has been away for two days, there is no response to the message he sent, and no one answered the phone, Xu Qingmu didn't even quarrel with him, and there is no news at all.

I don't know how the situation is.

Even though he knew that Xu Qingmu was very powerful, Song Jue still had a lot of worries coming from nowhere.

After a long silence, Meng Anjing, who had been silent for a long time, finally couldn't help finding a sense of presence, and said to Song Jue in a soft voice: "Mr. Song, why don't I push you back to the room, the sun is going down soon, cool Woke up."

Song Jue was pulled back to reality, and responded without a mood: "Yes."

Meng Anjing pushed up Song Jue's wheelchair and took him back to his room, and told him about the contents of the book just now while walking, Song Jue responded in a nonchalant manner, but in fact he had no idea what Meng Anjing said.

Soon the two returned to the room, Meng Anjing pushed Song Jue to the balcony, and said, "Then let me cut your hair for you."

Song Jue was absent-minded just now, and he didn't know why he got pulled from the book to his hair.

But when he heard that Meng Anjing wanted to touch his hair, Song Jue was immediately annoyed. He wanted to refuse, but before he spoke, he suddenly thought of the never-returned messages to Xu Qingmu.

Perhaps the current situation Xu Qingmu is facing is very troublesome.Song Jue thought, so, it's just a haircut, just bear with it and let it go.

Song Jue didn't say a word for a long time, Meng Anjing showed a panic and aggrieved expression on his face, and then said in a low voice: "I just think Mr. Song's hair is a bit long...Actually, I'm pretty good at cutting hair. I learned it from my dad when I was a kid."

He is very good at setting up a gentle, virtuous, family, happy and loving personality for himself...

Song Jue gritted his teeth lightly and said, "Okay."

Meng Anjing immediately rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Then just wait."

After a while, Meng Anjing brought a full set of equipment.

Song Jue watched his nose, nose and heart, trying his best to detach himself from the Three Realms.

But when Meng Anjing's hand brushed the bangs on his forehead, Song Jue still felt a chill, and goose bumps all over his body.

"Mr. Song, your hair is really nice." Meng Anjing said softly.

One of his hands was stroking Song Jue's hair, and the other hand was holding the scissors. With the movement of his fingers, the scissors were closing, and that strand of black hair was about to be cut off soon.

At this moment, there was a loud "bang", and the door was kicked open from the outside.Meng Anjing was startled and turned to look, but before he could see anything clearly, he felt a black shadow flash in front of his eyes, and someone had come to his side and grabbed his wrist.

All these changes happened so quickly, it took Song Jue and Meng Anjing a while to react.

Standing in front of them was Xu Qingmu with a smile on his lips, but his eyes were extremely cold.

Xu Qingmu just turned his head slightly to glance at Song Jue, and then stared at Meng Anjing, the strength in his hand was tightened continuously, Meng Anjing groaned in pain, and the scissors in his hand fell to the ground.

Song Jue was finally relieved that he didn't have to be touched by strangers, but seeing Xu Qingmu's dusty appearance, he asked full of doubts, "What's wrong?"

Meng Anjing immediately turned to Song Jue, with tears in his eyes, and said in a coquettish tone: "Mr. Song..."

Song Jue: ...

Just strangle it.

Then, Shen Liang who was a step behind arrived, and Liu Yi also slipped in through the half-open door. He was so nervous that he bent over and said in a panic: "My God, my little fairy, you are embarrassing me!" What is the waiter doing? If the Ye family finds out, they will definitely trouble you. He is just an ordinary person. If you really don't like the person he hooked up with you, complain to their supervisor. You..."

"Ordinary people?" Xu Qingmu raised his eyebrows, stared at Meng Anjing's handsome face, and said, "You are so powerful, you even fooled my eyes. Say, should I confess or I will beat you? Choose one."

Meng Anjing's face turned pale, and she said in horror, "I, I don't know what you are talking about, please..."

Xu Qingmu no longer had the patience to listen to his nonsense, and put his other hand directly into Meng Anjing's mouth to block his words. Under the surprised eyes of several people, Xu Qingmu's hand grabbed Meng Anjing's tongue.

Meng Anjing whimpered from his throat, and his eyes were full of tears and prayers.

But Xu Qingmu was unmoved, so he did such a terrible thing with that pretty face.Holding Meng Anjing tightly with one hand, the other hand suddenly pulled Meng Anjing's tongue out.

Meng Anjing's face was completely distorted and deformed, his eyeballs became blood red and bulged outwards, struggling like a little chicken in Xu Qingmu's hands crazily.

Liu Yi was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, feeling that his heart was as cold as the top of his head, and he kept crying quietly: "It's over, it's over, it's about to kill someone, I..."

Just before he finished speaking, Xu Qingmu suddenly exerted force and pulled the hand holding his tongue out violently.

Liu Yi and Shen Liangcai screamed at the same time, as if they were the ones whose tongue was torn off, and then they couldn't help hugging each other, closing their eyes and trembling.

But the hot blood sprayed out in their imagination did not spray on their faces, Meng Anjing's whimpering stopped quickly, and everything returned to tranquility, and then they heard Song Jue's somewhat funny voice: "No one is dead, open your eyes and see .”

The two who hugged tightly finally opened their eyes nervously.

In front of him, there was not the little beauty just now, but only an ugly ghost struggling in Xu Qingmu's hands, and a lifelike paper man made of paper and bamboo sticks lying on the ground.