The Ultimate Thief in city - Chapter 642
The air flow constantly entering the body activates Chen Mo’s hollowed out body. His body is like a dry land that has dried up for thousands of years and needs unlimited water for irrigation.
But Gao Jiaqi’s little “water source” is like pouring in the desert and being evaporated in an instant, but Chen Mo is still asking for it, asking for it
Gao Jiaqi’s ruddy face has turned white and her lips are trembling. However, Chen Mo is completely immersed in his own world and is completely unaware of Gao Jiaqi’s changes.
Until Gao Jiaqi couldn’t support it and fell down, Chen Mo was startled and loosened her wrist.
“Jiaqi, Jiaqi, what’s the matter with you?” Chen Mo holds Gao Jiaqi in his arms, and his nervous voice is shaking.
Gao Jiaqi opened her eyes, still smiled on her face and whispered, “I’m fine, you continue…”
At this time, even if Chen Mo can’t read her mind, she can see that Gao Jiaqi didn’t do this to repay her kindness, but to help herself from the bottom of her heart.
Gao Jiaqi was carried to bed. Her cold body was like a severe patient with “body cold” in traditional Chinese medicine. She covered her with a quilt. Chen Mo immediately poured her a cup of hot water.
“Jiaqi, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
“I’m fine. Just have a rest. Then you can continue… ”
“No.” Chen Mo said firmly.
“Have you recovered your cultivation?”
Chen Mo tightly clutched Gao Jiaqi’s wrist and said, “what you need most now is to have a good rest and talk less.”
Gao Jiaqi nodded, also clenched Chen Mo’s hand, and then closed her eyes.
Soon, exhausted Gao Jiaqi went to sleep.
Looking at Gao Jiaqi’s haggard face, Chen Mo’s heart is like a knife. In addition to guilt, he feels guilty. He feels that Gao Jiaqi is the greatest gift given to him by God, a gift that can be defended with his life.
But what did you do! damn!
Chen Mo thinks of his “gift” to tuck in the quilt corner, but when he releases his hand, he finds that Gao Jiaqi is still holding his hand tightly. He is stunned for a moment, bends over to tuck in the quilt corner, and then sits down again.
He dared not move or leave for fear of waking Gao Jiaqi.
However, he finally failed to stay with Gao Jiaqi and wait for her to wake up, because he felt he couldn’t face Gao Jiaqi after waking up, so he had to choose to be a deserter.
It was late at night when Chen Mo left the hotel. He walked on the brightly lit street and felt the atmosphere that made him very familiar with the city.
In front of him is Laobai barbecue. He has too many memories of Laobai barbecue. Monkeys, Ma Liu and Li baldheaded have met him here.
Now, they are dead and developed, but they lose like a helpless ghost.
After lighting a cigarette and taking a puff, Chen Mo perks up. The haze on his face gradually disappears, and then shows a evil smile. Sometimes lonely souls and wild ghosts are the most terrible, aren’t they?
Two drunken gangsters happened to walk opposite Chen mo.
A guy with a tattoo on his neck looked at Chen Mo and said, “are you a loser? Are we funny? ”
Chen Mo ignored it, lowered his head and moved forward quickly. He didn’t want the other party to let him go. He caught his arm and said, “I’m talking to you! Didn’t you hear that? ”
……
“Are you deaf! Just now I asked you, “Why are you laughing at us?”
“I didn’t laugh at you.” Chen Mo wants to break away from each other’s hand, but he fails because he has lost all his cultivation.
Shi Chuan once said that if you want to take other people’s accomplishments, you can take one or two at the primary level, three or four at the intermediate level, and five or six at the advanced level. Moreover, if you want to use them for yourself, you must cooperate with the mental method and show them step by step. Therefore, although Chen Mo has Gao Jiaqi’s cultivation, he can’t use it at all.
“Fart your mother. I saw you laugh with my own eyes!”
Another gangster also came over and said, “lid, stop it. What’s more powerful with him!”
The gangster, called the lid, sprayed Chen Mo with wine and said, “this guy laughs at us. He despises us.”
Chen Mo repressed his anger and said, “brother, you misunderstood. I didn’t laugh at you! ”
Hoo!
A big ear scraper slapped over.
Chen Mo hides his head.
“I Cao, you dare to hide!” The lid moved and hit again.
Just then, a police car drove out at the front corner.
“The police are coming. Don’t make trouble and go!” Another gangster immediately pulled the cover and left.
Recently, Baijiang city is cracking down hard, and all fights should be dealt with strictly.
Seeing the two gangsters hurried away, Chen Mo also pulled down his cap and continued to hurry.
When the police car passed him, the police car suddenly slowed down and stopped at the roadside. Chen Mo hurriedly turned into the roadside park and disappeared into the whirling shadow of the trees.
There were three people sitting in the police car. They didn’t get out of the car, but the rear window was put down.
The driving policeman asked, “Liu Bureau, what’s the matter?”
Sitting behind the car is Liu Dongsheng, who has just taken office as the director of the district police station. He is called Liu Bureau. Naturally, his subordinates compliment him.
Liu Dongsheng looked at the direction where Chen mogang had just disappeared and said, “nothing. Keep driving.”
The police car started slowly until it disappeared into the night, and Chen Mo came out of the park. He sighed, then waved to stop a taxi and disappeared into the night.
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Three days later, Wuyi Mountain, Jiuqu River.
“The stream flows in a zigzag way, and the mountain light is soaked with clear ripples.” The image outlines the beautiful outline of Jiuqu River. Standing on the top of the mountain, Chen Mo looks at the Jiuqu River with crisscross peaks and rocks and crisscross streams, and thinks of the scene of the last meeting with Chen Yigen.
At that time, Chen Yigen’s greatest hope was to have a grandson. Chen Mo left a good seed for the old Chen family. Now Chen Mo has a son and is 12 years old. Although he doesn’t know if it’s a good seed, at least he has got rid of the unfilial of “no future generation is big”. Chen Yigen should be able to smile.
He looked up to the southwest. Chen Yigen’s elegant Taoist temple, once under house arrest, was halfway up the mountain. From a distance, it was only the size of a fist.
Can you come out after you enter the elegant Taoist temple? Will you die in it like Chen Yigen?
Chen Mo is not sure, but now he can only hand over his fate to others, and then he is looking for an opportunity to turn away from the guest. As long as he is still alive, there will always be opportunities. Even if it is only one in ten thousand, Chen Mo is willing to wait patiently.
After going down the mountain, he began to walk to the Qingya Taoist temple. When he reached the Qingya Taoist temple, it was noon. There is a Taoist sweeping the floor at the gate of the Taoist temple.
Taoist priest Chen Mo knew him. He was the boatman when he met Chen Yigen.
Chen Mo went straight up and said, “Taoist priest, my name is Chen mo. Bai Xue asked me to come.”
The Taoist stopped his movements, looked at Chen Mo and said, “we seem to have met.”
Chen Mo nodded and said, “a year ago in Jiuqu River.”
The Taoist thought for a moment and said, “Oh, it’s you. Come in with me. ”
“I don’t know what to call him?”
“Fa Hao Ding Cheng.”
When you enter the Taoist temple, the first thing you see is an ancient Chinese toon tree. The ancient Chinese toon tree is thick and lush, covered with grape like fruits. Behind the ancient Chinese toon tree is a large hall. The plaque reads “quiet and inaction”, which makes the whole hall look solemn and solemn. There are some simple rooms on both sides. On the right side of the door, there is a small plaque. There are several bell towers and drum towers behind the hall.
Ding Cheng said as he walked, “anyone who enters the Taoist temple can’t leave without consent. Remember! ”
“Who can agree?”
“The supervisor of the Taoist temple, Taoist Qingyun.”
The highest authority in the Taoist temple is called the prison, and some are called the abbot. However, because the Abbot’s name follows Buddhism, most Taoist temples will not use the Abbot’s name.
“Now take me to see Taoist priest Qingyun?”
“No, I’ll take you to Dianzao. After that, you will follow Dianzao. You can do whatever he asks you to do.”
Turning a path, they came to an independent courtyard. The houses are made of stone. There is a locust tree in the middle of the yard, and there is a well under the tree. The door of one room was open and two men in plain clothes were washing dishes.
Ding Cheng stood in the yard and said, “Fang Weng, I’ll bring you a man.”
Soon a door opened and out came a man with short stature, thin eyebrows, small eyes and a smiling face. The other party looked at him in his forties, wearing an apron and sleeves on his arm. He said with a smile: “Hey, you can bring me a helper. Since the last time that man left, we have been short of manpower. Today you finally…”
Before he finished, Fang Weng was stunned when he looked at Chen Merton and said, “this man looks familiar.”
Chen Mo didn’t speak, just nodded and smiled at him, saying hello first.
Ding Cheng said to Chen Mo, “follow the fangweng in the future. He is the classic creation here.”
When Chen Mo first heard the word “Dianzao”, he thought it was a person, but he didn’t expect it to be a position. Looking around the courtyard, it is obviously the place where the Taoist temple cooks.
Dingcheng makes a brief introduction to Chen Mo, then turns around and leaves. Fangweng takes Chen Mo into his cabin, sits down and looks at him with a smile. After a long time, he says, “you look familiar.”
“My father used to be in the Qingya Taoist temple.”
Fang Weng suddenly realized and said, “I remember, I remember. Your father and son look alike. ”
“Do you know my father?”
“I don’t know, I just met. He is in charge of cleaning the toilet in the Taoist temple. Your father stayed in the Taoist temple for several years. I heard that he died later. But don’t worry. You don’t have to clean the toilet when you come to me. Just wash the dishes and pick vegetables every day… ”
The “North thief”, once famous in the Jianghu, even cleaned the toilet in the Taoist temple. It’s ironic to think that I was once surprised to scold the situation, but now I fall into the situation of washing dishes and picking vegetables in the kitchen.
Fang Weng continued, “everyone in the Taoist temple has a law name. You are very clever. From now on, you will be called Zhiduan.”
Chen Mo’s mind moved. Is he short of wisdom? Isn’t that what it means to be absent-minded? Is he deliberately making things difficult for himself?
Chen Mo smiled and said, “Dianzao, can you change my name?”
“Yes, I have three good names here: mentally retarded, mentally disabled and Zhixi. Choose one! “