492: C492 We Don't Owe Each Other Anything

C492 We Don't Owe Each Other Anything

Mu Yun was still sitting at the side. She still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. In her mind, she was still thinking about the scene of Nangong Mo pulling on a woman just now.

"Young Master Mo, do you want to give us face and eat with us?" Mu Tingye looked at Nangong Mo.

Nangong Mo was worried about Lo Zhu. He had not explained to her yet, so he was not in the mood to eat with the three of them. He politely refused, "I have something to do. You guys can eat. I will treat you guys next time."

Of course, Mu Tingye knew what he needed to do. What else could he do besides chasing the beauty back? As a good friend, he still needed to help and speak for him, "Since it is like this, we will wait for you to treat us."

Mu Tingye carried his son and sat in the backseat of the car with Ji Nian. Mu Yun did not expect that Nangong Mo would not give her face and was too embarrassed to force him to go. She drove away gloomily.

Ji Nian did not notice anything unusual and taught her son to wave goodbye to Nangong Mo.

This was a remote place in the temple hall. Lo Zhu was dressed in plain white clothes. Her long hair spread behind her back and she sat under a tree with white flowers blooming. A book was laid on the stone chair, accompanied by the faint ringing of the bell in the temple. At this moment, she looked quiet and gentle.

The master of the hall said that it was not the right time for her to enter the empty door. If she insisted, she could cultivate here.

Lo Zhu stayed behind. Every day, the evening drum and morning bell rang. The silence in the mountain made her heart calm. On the stone table was a scripture book.

She felt that she had committed a grave sin. It was a mistake for her to be born. After that, she had done too many bad things, even if it was not her own wish. But as an assassin, her hands were stained with blood, so it wasn't clean. She came here to cultivate, just to wash away her sins. At least after death, she wouldn't have to suffer the punishment of purgatory.

"Benefactor, you can't enter here. You have to offer incense and invite her to the main hall outside. Benefactor..."

"I said that I don't have time to worship Buddha. I'm here to find someone!" The man angrily shouted back.

"May I ask who you are looking for? You can't just barge into the backyard like this."

"Get out of the way!"

... "Benefactor..."

Lo Zhu, who was quietly reading the heart sutra, heard the noise. The man's familiar voice made her frown slightly. She closed the sutra and got up to return to the room.

A man's voice immediately sounded behind her, "Lo Zhu! Stop right there!"

Lo Zhu's footsteps paused, but she did not turn her head back. She quickened her pace and was about to leave when she heard the argument behind her again -

"Benefactor, you cannot enter here. Please leave!"

"The one I am looking for is that woman. Get out of my way! If you don't get out of my way, I will sue your An'an Hall for deceiving my woman to be a nun!"

... ""

Lo Zhu had just walked into the corridor when she was chased by a man. His arm was pulled from behind and she was forced to turn around. Her face was indifferent and calm.

Nangong Mo was really angered to death. He would never have thought that this woman would run to such a place. What was she trying to do? Razor as a nun? Did she ask him? Did he approve?

He grabbed her hand and was about to take her away from this damned place. "Come back with me!"

Lo Zhu stood still and did not leave. She still wanted to withdraw her hand. "Please let go. I will not go back with you."

Nangong Mo turned back to look at her. His face darkened. He gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice, "Why are you staying here if you don't come with me? Don't tell me you really want to be a nun!"

"This is my business. It has nothing to do with you." She turned her head away.

He hated her even more. He grabbed her chin and turned her face around. "What do you mean it has nothing to do with me? What you heard last time was just a joke, you misunderstood..."

"Don't explain it to me! I don't care! "She abruptly interrupted him, her gaze becoming even colder," I want to cultivate, it's my own business, not because of you, and not because of anyone. "

Nangong Mo instantly narrowed his eyes. He didn't care? She actually said that she didn't care?

"You are burning the bridge after crossing the river, right? I helped you investigate the matter clearly, and you want to ditch me, right?" Who was he, Nangong Mo? It was always him who dumped women. How could he get dumped by women? Not only had he been dumped, he had even lost the face to beg her to come with him. She didn't even look at him!2

"I've also fulfilled your request. We don't owe each other anymore, right?" She blurted out in anger. She really didn't want to argue with him here.

The man suddenly calmed down and stared at her without blinking. The corners of his eyes and the tips of his eyebrows were a little flirtatious as he approached her in an extremely oppressive manner. "Hmm? They don't owe each other anything? Then tell me, what kind of request did you fulfill?"

His approach made Lo Zhu's entire body tense up and her thoughts were a little messy. This man damn had too much of an impact on her. How could she answer his question? He was clearly asking a question that he knew the answer to! She was already like that by him...

Her face turned red and white as she stubbornly tilted her head. She said coldly, "Leave. Don't come and disturb me in the future." She did not intend to answer his question and wanted to leave again. How could he be willing? He grabbed her arm tightly and refused to let go.

"What do you mean by don't come and disturb you again? Did I allow you to stay here?" He shouted angrily and suddenly snatched the book from her hand. He fiercely smashed it to the ground. "Woman, let me tell you, without my permission, you can forget about being a nun for the rest of your life!"

Lo Zhu was shocked by his sudden burst of cold aura. When the book in her hand was smashed to the ground, she was shocked. The argument between the two had already drawn out the rest of the people in the hall. Lo Zhu immediately felt extremely awkward. The master of the hall originally did not agree to take her in. Wouldn't it be even worse if he made a scene like this?

She put on a stern face and replied angrily, "What right do you have to care about me? Let me go!" She tried to break free of his hands and bend down to pick up the books on the ground. However, the moment she moved, she was immediately pulled up by the man.

He approached her and announced loudly as if he was announcing to everyone in the world," Just because I'm your man, you're my woman, and soon you'll be my Mrs. Zhuo. Tell me, do you think I have the right?! "

With that, the surroundings fell into a strange silence. The two of them looked at each other and Lo Zhu was shocked by his words. Being stared at by his burning eyes made her heart beat rapidly. She suddenly remembered that her Master had said that her fate with the mortal world had not come to an end. Was he talking about this man?

She calmed down her tense mood and lowered her voice. She suddenly said helplessly and powerlessly, "Young Master Mo, can you stop messing with me? I am very self-aware. We are not from the same world. "

Nangong Mo raised his eyebrows. "What do you mean we are not from the same world? Don't tell me you are an alien! That doesn't matter. Isn't it very popular to date aliens now? "

Lo Zhu's eyes twitched. What was he thinking? There was not a trace of emotion in her eyes as she looked at him. "You are the heir of a prominent family. I am an illegitimate daughter that people hate and can't expose. You have a bright future, but I have no more. We can only hide in the darkness and live a life of our own. Tell me, how can we be considered people of the same world? " As long as she carries the title of fugitive, she will never be able to live in the light for the rest of her life.

Nangong Mo pursed his lips, and his eyes were filled with complex emotions. She gently pushed his hand away. "So, please let go, okay?"

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