83: C83 Entering Temple

C83 Entering Temple

The next day.

Zong Hu struggled to get up from the floor. However, due to getting up too fiercely, a wave of dizziness hit him. He staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Looking at the room that was almost filled with bottles, Zong Hu's eyes revealed a look of disbelief. They drank so much when they fought with Ye Mo yesterday!

Zong Hu turned his head to look at his wine cabinet and covered his face with his hands.

It was like being hit by a wild boar. The door of the wine shelf had already caved in, so the wine inside wasn't damaged at all. By the time the two of them broke through the door, they had probably already drunk their fill …

"Damn it!" We still have important matters to attend to today! "

Zong Hu scolded.

He would never drink with this bastard again. It was too scary.

Zong Hu had never met this type of contestant at a wine table before. Who knew where Ye Mo brought that type of contestant back.

He didn't say anything, neither did he eat much. With just a light tap on the bottle, a bottle of wine was gulped down.

Before he could finish the hiccup himself, the second bottle had already been handed over to you.

Finally, one day, Zong Hu recalled the fear of being dominated by his northern comrade …

"Ye Mo, Ye Mo!"

Zong Hu was searching for Ye Mo's body among the bottles and trash on the floor. He was probably drunk to such an extent that Ye Mo should still be unconscious.

Zong Hu thought about it as a matter of fact.

However, he still couldn't find Ye Mo's "corpse" after some fumbling. Just when Zong Hu was about to call the guest room to help them find it, he was interrupted by a loud noise.

The door opened and Ye Mo walked in wearing a vest and a towel around his neck. There was even a layer of sweat on his face.

Sweat soaked his back, he could vaguely see Ye Mo's well-proportioned body and abs.

Zong Hu opened his eyes wide with disbelief written all over his face.

Ye Mo was standing straight and his eyes were clear. He had just finished his morning practice, how could he be drunk?

"Yo, you're awake?"

When he saw Zong Hu's stupefied expression, Ye Mo felt that it was funny. After wiping the sweat off his face, he jokingly greeted Zong Hu.

"Are you a fucking monster?"

Zong Hu held back his anger for a long time before he confirmed that Ye Mo had indeed woken up from his drunken stupor.

He had never been at such a disadvantage before. The alcohol in the bottle was enough to put an elephant in there. The two didn't talk much last night and just went to the toilet to drink.

He pissed Zong Hu so hard that his bladder almost exploded. Now, he acted like nothing happened, how could he not be shocked?

"Let's go, we still have to go to Lingjue Temple today to see Cai Leecheng's son."

Ye Mo took out a silver needle from his coat pocket, walked behind Zong Hu, and pierced Zong Hu's finishing, wind pool, and Bai Hui acupoints. After passing through a breath of inner Qi, he raised his hand and slapped Zong Hu's broad back.

In a split-second, Zong Hu felt his entire body was scorching hot, and sweat was pouring out like a spring.

A few seconds later, a layer of sweat appeared on Zong Hu's body.

With the appearance of the sweat, Zong Hu's vision stopped swaying and his consciousness became clearer.

He woke up from his stupor...

Smelling the sweat that reeked of alcohol on his body, Zong Hu was shocked. He slowly turned his head to look at Ye Mo. The confusion in his eyes gradually turned into killing intent, and it was so thick that it was almost real.

"You … After drinking it, you pierced it yourself? "

Zong Hu pointed at Wu Dingdao with his trembling hand.

"Aiya, it's almost time. I'll go heat up the car."

Ye Mo slapped his forehead and quickly changed his clothes. He grabbed the keys and quickly went downstairs.

Zong Hu looked at the bottles on the floor, then he looked at the wine cabinet that had been smashed by someone. Suddenly, he felt like he was retarded …

Due to Zong Hu's scheme, Ye Mo forced himself to act as the driver.

The location of the Lingjue Temple was very easy to find, and within all the religious buildings in the Dongjiang, this temple was one of the best.

Not to mention that the tourist bureau had long since densely packed all of the road signs, even the Lingjue Temple itself was quite famous.

Inside Lingjue Temple, there is a wise master, who is said to be extremely effective, regardless of whether they are married or not, have a headache, become infertile, or have too many dreams …

As long as he was able to find the grandmaster to clear his doubts, the trouble or illness that the culprit was suffering from would disappear.

As a result, the news spread far and wide.

The reputation of the wise master was immediately revealed. Not only did the political and commercial world invite him to attend the cutting and laying of the foundations, even the entertainment circle would invite the wise to dispel the confusion in their hearts.

Ye Mo even remembered that this master had a book. There seemed to be a few books in the house, and the old lady seemed to be very respectful to this master.

Zong Hu followed Ye Mo's example and looked at the scenery. This fact was too embarrassing, to the point that a hulking 1.9m man like him didn't have the face to look for trouble with Ye Mo.

Thus, he decided not to bring it up and let the past drift away with the wind …

The Lincoln turned and turned on the road, and soon it was close to the Lingjue Temple.

Ye Mo looked outside the window. Today's Lingjue Temple was a little different …

Normally, the parking lot in front of the temple was filled with travel agencies' buses, but today, not a single one could be seen. Even the trolls who normally set up stalls didn't come out to engage in business.

Due to differences in beliefs, it was impossible for political officials to appear in the Lingjue Temple with such high profile.

As for ordinary merchants, they would not have such a grand show. The situation today was only possible if they were big merchants who had a big red crown on their heads. Furthermore, they were extremely wealthy merchants.

Ye Mo parked the car in the parking lot, carried the medicine box, and got out together with Zong Hu, who had a resentful look on his face.

He looked around and prepared to follow Zong Hu in. Who knew that the moment he raised his foot, he would hear the sound of sirens coming from afar.

Ye Mo slightly frowned, thinking that this important person was truly worthy of being the Patriarch of Cai family, his demeanor was truly not small. Other than clearing up the area with his Lingjue Temple, there was even a police car opening the way.

In less than a minute, the siren arrived. Ye Mo turned around and saw that the person running in front was a domineering pilot with a number 0 Guangyuan Province. This car was specially used to pave the way for some unofficial important people.

If number one or two from the province was on patrol, the car opening the way would be a police car from the police station.

After the first car, there was a long line of black sprints. There were more than ten of them, and their plates were very neat and the numbers were all side by side.

Ye Mo had only heard that the rich people of Hanggang were very ostentatious, but he had never personally witnessed them before.

Just by looking at this display, one could tell how powerful the wealth accumulated over hundreds of years by these tycoons was.1

Old Man Cai had single-handedly created such a huge and terrifying corporate tycoon, he was truly powerful!

"Looks like we came early. If I had known earlier, I would have let you sleep for a while longer."

As the saying goes, there was no point in bringing up the matter.

Ye Mo poked Zong Hu.

Sure enough, Zong Hu's expression immediately darkened.

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