Chapter 322

Since Lin Qingwan entered the main hall of the temple, the warning signs in her heart became more intense. Especially when she saw people kneeling on the Futuan, she felt even more uneasy. Subconsciously, she asked me to leave. At this time, the people kneeling on the futun moved.

Without too much sound, a figure appeared in front of Lin Qingwan like a ghost. With a sound, a sharp knife was pulled out.

Lin Qingwan was shocked. She didn't expect to be attacked here. Who sent these people and why were they waiting for her here.

Lin Qingwan's body did not recover. Suddenly, so many people chopped the knife at her. Her eyes could not help closing. There was a voice in her heart that she could not hide this time.

At the critical time, has been a big hand suddenly grabbed his arm, put her to the back of the area.

A short knife with a handle chopped open, and then followed Lin Qingwan and killed it again.

It was Chen Tianyi who rescued Lin Qingwan from the God of death just now. He was afraid that Lin Qingwan would be hurt and threw a few punches in front of him.

Although he pushed the assassins back a few steps, he didn't hurt anyone. He also had an intuitive judgment in his heart. These people are masters.

"Run!" Chen Tianyi yelled at Lin Qingwan.

All of a sudden, the tourists around were scared. There were people running away and people were tumbling around.

The tour group and other people who followed Lin Qingwan all ran. Lin Qingwan wanted to run, and there was no chance for her to set up. Because the target of these assassins was her, two or three people entangled Chen Tianyi, and the rest of them rushed to Lin Qingwan.

Fortunately, there is Du Feng beside Lin Qingwan. He has been escorting Lin Qingwan back, but soon Du Feng is also entangled, and Lin Qingwan runs into the backyard of the temple.

As soon as she entered the backyard, HUFA found many people waiting for her. Two men in suits suddenly came out from both sides of the door, grabbed her arm and pushed her forward.

in the middle of the yard, there was a stone table with a young man and an old monk in cassock sitting on both sides.

Seeing the young man's appearance, Lin Qingwan's eyes suddenly narrowed.

It's Ouyang Jie!

He was sitting in a wheelchair. His legs were interrupted by Gu Minghe. His eyes were as evil as ever, and his face was arrogant.

On the table, Ouyang's eyes fell on the table.

Lin Qingwan had no words and looked coldly. Now she was very clear in her heart. From the beginning of the assassination to now, Ouyang Jie was in charge. Although his legs were interrupted by Gu mingshe, he was the one he hated most.

Gu Minghe also broke his leg because of her.

Ouyang Jie and the old monk on the opposite side played Gobang. He was at a disadvantage everywhere. He raised his eyes and said, "old abbot, do you think I can win this game?"

The old monk is the abbot in charge of the temple. He smiles and caresses his white beard. "It's hard."

"It's hard to say it's hard, and it's not hard to say it's not." Ouyang Jie put his hand on the chessboard and picked up the sunspot of the old abbot's side at will. With a flick of his finger, the sunspot flew out and landed on the ground.

"And this one, which makes me uncomfortable." Ouyang Jie picked up another black spot and threw it directly.

The old abbot's face was always calm and not half angry. When Ouyang Jie threw several pieces in a row, he still asked with a smile, "can we continue now?"

Ouyang Jie first waved his hand and took out a check from his suit pocket. "You can wait a moment to play chess. I think this will make you more happy."

The old abbot took the check with a smile, but he didn't take a look at the number on it. Instead, he called a young monk to his side and handed the check to him. "Go and give it to the accountant's office. It's also noted that this is a grant from Ouyang family."

The little monk ran out. Ouyang Jie stood in front of Lin Qingwan with a smile and said, "Lin Qingwan, we'll meet in the future. Are we going to settle accounts?"

"Ouyang Jie, what do you want to do?" Lin Qingwan narrowed her eyes.

Ouyang Jie's eyes revealed a bit sinister, "very simple, just give me back my legs."

As he spoke, he dropped his eyes, glanced at her legs, and said, "if such a pair of beautiful legs are broken, it's very painful. I have an idea that you can avoid your pain."

Lin Qingwan didn't answer. She just looked at him with a pair of indifference.

Ouyang Jie ha ha ha, stretched out his hand to pull Lin Qingwan into his arms, pinched her chin and said, "as long as you marry me, I can avoid your pain and give you everything you want."

He said, a hand not honest up, to Lin Qingwan's chest pinch in the past.

Lin Qingwan was so angry that she jumped up from him. However, she was immediately held down by two men in suits and did not give her a chance to leave here.

Lin Qingwan was pressed on the ground because it was the height Ouyang Jie liked. He could look down on her from a wheelchair.Ouyang Jie raised his hand. One of his subordinates handed over an iron pipe. He put the iron pipe on Lin Qingwan's leg. "Lin Qingwan, now give me your choice. You can either marry me and pay back your life, or you can give me back my two legs."

Lin Qingwan stares at him and spits in his face.

Ouyang Jie was angry and smashed the steel pipe in his hand. "Since you don't know what's good or bad, I'm not to blame."

At this time, the abbot on the other side suddenly appeared beside Ouyang Jie and held the steel pipe that Ouyang Jie had smashed down.

Ouyang Jie raised his head darkly, "abbot, what is this for?"

"Benefactor Ouyang, after all, this is a temple. Please be merciful." The old abbot put his hands together and his face was still peaceful.

Ouyang Jie's face became ugly. "What if I don't agree?"

The old abbot said with a smile, "I think almsgiving Ouyang will agree. At least you need to think for yourself."

Ouyang Jie's eyes slightly beat up, "are you threatening me?"

"How can I blackmail the benefactor? The benefactor has great kindness to our temple. I am very grateful." The old abbot nodded slightly, showing his respect.

Although Ouyang Jie was about to get angry, he said with a smile on his face: "since the abbot said so, I can promise him that I will never do anything in your temple. After the abbot has checked my legs, I will lead her out to solve the problem."

Lin Qingwan looks up at the old abbot. Chen Tianyi has mentioned that the abbot of this temple has some extraordinary skills. He can even live a dead man and cure white bones.

The old abbot nodded, "of course, as long as you don't kill animals in my temple, I don't need to worry about other places."

Ouyang Jie laughed and thought that the old abbot was still aware of the current affairs. "Please check my legs for me. If you can cure my legs, I will naturally thank you."

The old abbot didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked at Lin Qingwan on the ground. He reached out and touched her pulse. After a little while, he got up and said to Ouyang Jie, "maybe I should treat her for a while. Her illness is much more serious than almsgow Ouyang's leg disease."

This sentence made Lin Qingwan's pupil tighten suddenly. The old abbot really has some skills. He can feel her problems just by looking at her. Although later also gave her pulse, but that is to determine their own problems before doing.