Chapter 142

Wang Chaoyuan's words were very impolite. Su stopped and stamped her feet, but she hid her body behind Lin Dafu. She only showed a pair of tearful eyes. Looking at Luo Haiyun, she bit her lower lip and said wrongly, "Mr. Luo, are you blaming me? That's why I deliberately stood up to stop this? "

Luo Haihai gently moved the eyebrow corner, not knowing why he said: "what do I blame you for?"

Su stopped and sighed: "complain that I didn't continue to insist and marry someone else..."

hearing this, Luo Haiyang looked very surprised, and the court member even laughed, pointing to Su Tingting and saying, "you have changed my view on you again. I thought you were shameless enough before, but I didn't expect you could be more shameless I don't know if you will lose face next time I see you

Luo Haihai couldn't help but say, "Mr. Su, if you don't have anything else on weekdays, you'd better read more books to broaden your knowledge."

Seeing that the dynamo and Luo Haiyun both made a mockery of himself, Su stopped and stamped his feet, pulled Lin Dafu, and said angrily, "we are going back!"

"Stop!"

Unexpectedly, when he left, Luo Haihai suddenly waved, and the surrounding bodyguards surrounded Su stop and Lin Dafu, so that they could only stay in place.

Su stopped and frowned and looked at Luo Haiyun plaintively: "what do you want from me? I'm married. Why do you want to tangle with me now

Luo Haihai's face turned cold and said calmly, "one thing is the same thing. My friend's shop was smashed by Mr. Su's husband. I have to give an account."

Lin Dafu pursed his lips and looked at Su. Seeing his helpless appearance, he managed to squeeze out a smile. He bowed his hand to Luo Hai and said, "there are many impoliteness before I go down. I still hope Haihan."

After all, businessmen are businessmen. They are more flexible than ordinary people. But Luo Haiyun is obviously not satisfied with his answer. He said coldly: "you didn't hit my shop. What's the use of saying this to me? As long as my friends are willing not to investigate, they will disperse

Lin Dafu clenched his fist, looked at the expressionless Wu Dahu and song QingHan, slowly clasped his fist and said: "QingHan, Dahu, I did something wrong before. Whether you want money or other things, I will satisfy you, as long as you are willing not to investigate this matter!"

His attitude is very low, but the meaning of his words is like alms. However, song QingHan didn't mind. He said directly, "help us restore the shop to its original state, and compensate for the lost work fee of 1000 Liang silver, so as to ensure that it will never appear in front of us in the future. This is a revelation."

"A thousand taels of silver?" Lin Dafu repeated, his eyes slightly cold, and said in a deep voice: "even if you don't provide free food today, you can't make a thousand Liang silver. The lion's big mouth is not like this!"

Seeing that there were more and more people around him and pointing at him, Su Tingting felt discontented for a long time. Seeing that Lin Dafu still had time to tangle with money, Su's face sank and urged, "isn't it just one thousand Liang silver?"? Look at your poverty! I give it, I give it! Come on, we're leaving in good condition! "

Hearing Su stop's words, Lin Dafu's face suddenly turned white. The blue veins on his forehead burst out, and his lips pursed. He didn't say anything. Looking at Su Tingting's appearance of letting his servant take the silver note, a cloud flashed through his eyes.

Song QingHan, after taking the silver note, stopped laughing at Su and said calmly: "Mr. Su, you should take good care of your husband. No one hurts the tiger's heart, but the tiger hurts the human heart."

Su stopped and froze. He didn't seem to understand what he said. Seeing Luo Haiyun's bodyguard let him go, he quickly took Lin Dafu away without looking back. It was even more embarrassing than fleeing.

Seeing that the matter was finally solved, the court member sneered, looked at Su's back and said, "I don't know how the elegant Su family raised such a waste. If it wasn't for the hard support, it would be difficult for him to live until now. Moreover, he dared to beat brother Luo's idea before. It was really...

LUO Haihai ignored him and directly put the congratulatory gift in his hand On the stage, he bowed his hands to song QingHan and Wu Dahu, and said with a smile: "I wanted to have a cup of opening wine today, but I didn't expect that the scenery was ruined. You must have a lot of work to do, so we won't disturb you."

With that, he directly pulled the dynastic member who had never returned to God, and quickly disappeared in the sight of song QingHan.

Before Song QingHan had time to thank him, he saw that they were flying away, so he had to write down the matter and wait for the next time he went to huichuntang to see Luo Haihai.

Hualian felt guilty because of her own idea of opening a shop, which caused so many troubles. She quietly cleaned up the things on the ground. Although she didn't say anything, song QingHan clearly felt his sadness.

Wu Dahu's face calmed down, but he was still thinking about what had happened just now.

If Luo Haiyang and Wang Chaoyuan didn't arrive in time, the incident just now would not have ended so easily. In fact, Lin Dafu's words at the beginning were not wrong. Efforts alone are not enough to open a shop in BeijingThinking of the final test a few days later, Wu Dahu couldn't help but clench his fist and fought in his heart.

Status! He must get a good result in the final examination and change his and song QingHan's present status!

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Seeing that everyone was not in a good mood, song QingHan simply closed the door of the shop, waved his big hand, and ordered: "go to Wuchen mountain to have a look! It's just time to go to Wuchen temple to pay homage and make a change! "

Wu Dahu naturally has no objection to song QingHan's proposal. Although Hualian wants to stay, song QingHan is resolute in his attitude and puts the small stone in his arms. He has to take care of the small stone and follow it.

Wuchen mountain is the same as its name. The air is fresh and there is no dust. People walk in it, just like the soul has been cleansed. It is incomparably relaxed and happy.

Not far away came the sound of the temple bell, song QingHan quickly climbed up, in the sight of the quiet gray temple, the heart immediately settled down.

After they entered the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, they were preparing to leave, when a tender voice rang out.

"Benefactor, do you want to make a divination?"

Song QingHan Leng Leng Leng, turned to look at the voice of the little monk, see his face innocent, eyes as bright as bright moon, can not help but move in the heart, smile agreed to come down.

"Well, how to calculate it?"

The little monk didn't seem to be surprised by the answer. He held out his hand and said, "please follow me, benefactor."

Song QingHan took a look at Wu Dahu and jokingly said, "am I alone? They can't count? "

He originally meant to tease the little monk, but he didn't expect the little monk to clasp his hands and say solemnly, "that's right. The master is only a predestined person."

Wu Dahu and song QingHan look at each other and seem to be surprised.

I didn't expect that everyone can work out the hexagram?

Some people passed by. After hearing their words, they rushed up to remind them: "this light dust master is more respected than the abbot. He can't see people easily. However, as long as the divination that he has worked out, all of them are effective. Since you have got this opportunity, don't you hurry to seize it?"

Song QingHan didn't expect that he could be taken in by such a fierce person. After seeing Wu Dahu, he nodded and said with a smile, "OK, I'll go with you."

They walked slowly towards the distance. Although song QingHan knew that the so-called master Qingchen was a wonderful figure, he was not in a heavy mood. He only went to see a lively scene, so his steps were very brisk, so he almost hummed a little tune.

When the environment on both sides became more and more quiet, the little monk finally stopped, stretched out his hand and pushed open a door. He put his hands together and said to song QingHan, "please come in, benefactor."

Song QingHan curiously walked in and saw an old monk with white hair and beard sitting in the middle. He could not help but restrain his expression on his face and solemnly folded his hands and said, "Hello, master."

Master Qingchen slowly raised his heavy eyelids, but he didn't look at Song QingHan. He pointed to a direction and said slowly, "please sit down, benefactor. It's hard from afar."

Song QingHan was just about to sit down. Something flashed in his mind. His body was stiff and he said with a forced smile, "how do you know I am from afar? In fact, I live in the capital city. It's not far from here. "

But if he doesn't know what to say, he has no way to prove it.

Master Qingchen moved the corner of his mouth slightly and said in a soft voice: "the capital city is not far from here, but the benefactor's coming here is not an ordinary distance to measure."

Hearing him say so, song QingHan's heart was tight, his eyes were full of shock, and he said in a trembling voice, "master, what do you know?"

I don't know why, after knowing that he was seen through, song QingHan's first reaction was that the Buddha was coming to take him. After all, his life now is what he earned more. According to the so-called law of reincarnation, this body should have been erased from the world.

Fortunately, master Qingchen didn't interest him. He laughed and said directly, "benefactor, don't think much. Please come here today, just want to make a divination for you."

Seeing that his body didn't look different, song QingHan relaxed his shoulders and finally put his heart down. However, his face was still startled and tried to calm down and say, "how can I cooperate with the master? Is it necessary to draw lots? "

Master Qingchen chuckled and pushed the tortoise shell on his hand. He said slowly, "please put this object in the heart of your hand. Close your eyes and throw it up."

Song QingHan held the tortoise shell in his hand. For some reason, he hesitated. But seeing master Qingchen's calm face, he was determined to bite his teeth, close his eyes, and suddenly threw the tortoise shell to the sky.

With a clang, the tortoise shell fell to the ground and split into unknown shapes.