Fast Time Travel: The Villain's First Love

Chapter 370 God Stick (12)

Her face was as pale as snow, first she apologized to Yu Jingmo, and then sincerely thanked Mu Zhili.

When he arrived at the hospital, the car door opened, Yu Jingmo helped Mu Zhili get out of the car, and did a body check. After knowing that she was fine, he brought her home with confidence. Yu Jingmo let her sit on the sofa, poured a cup of tea and drank it After one sip, he calmed down completely, and his uncontrollable emotions gradually calmed down.

Returning to the cage rationally, thinking of the self who was completely uncontrollable in his thoughts just now, his limbs were a little stiff, he stood motionless, and asked himself again why he cared so much about her?
Mu Zhili sneezed, and he immediately poured a cup of hot water into her palm, Mu Zhili smiled at him, and said rather complacently: "I told you, she will be fine."

Yu Jingmo curled up his fingers, his eyes dodged a little, and he said uncomfortably, "Don't be so stupid next time."

Mu Zhili took a sip of the hot water, squinted his eyes and said, "Don't worry, I have my sense of proportion."

Hearing her indifferent words, he frowned and repeated, "It's not a matter of propriety! What matter can be as important as your own life, in case..."

"If something happens, no one will care, right?" When Mu Zhili was talking, he looked at him expectantly.

His breathing was stagnant, his dark pupils constricted, he looked at her complicatedly, and his expression turned cold again, "You don't care about yourself, who else do you want to care about you?"

Mu Zhili thought she could get a confession from him, but she did not expect to be self-defeating and annoyed him. She was almost rushed out of the house by Yu Jingmo, and the door closed with a bang. She wrapped herself in a blanket and touched her nose.

The commander-in-chief laughed softly while watching the show.

"One more squeak, do you believe that if I run to the top floor and jump off, this world is over?"

The commander-in-chief would have believed this sentence, but now that he knows that the same person is behind this strategy, and she still cares so much about Yu Jingmo, he doesn't believe that Mu Zhili is willing to let him suffer an extra world.

[You are not afraid of coming to another world, Jun Changqing is a poor little living on the street? 】

Mu Zhili gritted his teeth, "You're afraid."

[The dead duck has a hard mouth. 】

During the two days when he was sulking, Mu Zhili didn't stay idle, and went to a lot of Taoist temples and temples to get a general understanding of the world's acceptance of metaphysics.

I don't know if it's because the richer you are, the more afraid you are of having no money. For ordinary people, it is easier for the high-level and the bottom to accept Feng Shui, but she has heard that some high-level people will contact some famous Feng Shui masters in private, and the income of those Feng Shui masters are immeasurable.

Mu Zhili tried to hook up with some wealthy people, but unfortunately she was a little girl, her credibility was really low, and she was often regarded as a liar and stayed away before she finished a sentence.

Suddenly, I feel that the old man is a little cute, at least he is willing to listen to her, and I don't know if the child really has a mole on his palm, if it is true, he won't tell the truth?
The coffee shop is all made of wood, with a return to nature atmosphere, soft and quiet. Mu Zhili stirs the coffee and looks at the passers-by outside the window with his chin propped up.

The figure of Yu Jingmo bumped into her eyes inadvertently, Mu Zhili immediately got up and chased out with the small bag, she called out but the people in front did not hear, Mu Zhili stopped barking and followed behind Yu Jingmo.

Seeing him get into a commercial vehicle with a man in a black suit and sunglasses, Mu Zhili also took a taxi and asked the commander to set the position, and followed him not too far or too close.

After half an hour, the car gradually drove to the outskirts. The car didn't intend to stop at all, and there were only a few cars ahead. If you just followed like this, you would definitely be noticed, and you don't know what Yu Jingmo is going to see Man, it would be bad if he got into trouble.

Mu Zhili asked the driver to stop on the side of the road for more than ten minutes. When Yu Jingmo's position stopped moving, she pointed to the route and asked the driver to take her to the approximate location of Yu Jingmo. A villa could be vaguely seen in the woods not far away.

She asked the driver to go back, and she waited on the side of the road for an hour but did not see Yu Jingmo coming out. Mu Zhili was worried, and hid himself into the villa.

The luxurious and solemn hall is magnificent, like a palace, but it is not vulgar at all. The transparent crystal chandelier in the hall casts a faint light, which adds a bit of warmth to the heavy hall. The priceless famous paintings once again seem worthless Mention.

Mu Zhili didn't find Yu Jingmo on the first floor, and several uniformly dressed maids came out from the kitchen, holding a tray in one hand, on which were tea, snacks and fruits that Mu Zhili had never seen before, walking in unison to the second floor go.

Mu Zhili followed them into a room on the second floor.

The color tone in the room is monotonous black and white, not only Yu Jingmo exists in the room, but also several people who look more like Fengshui masters than Yu Jingmo.

The maid put the tray on the round table and stepped back one after another.

Mu Zhili counted them, there were five of them in total, among them Yu Jingmo was the youngest.

They didn't say a word to each other, each found a place to meditate and meditate, and sat quietly like this for about half an hour, the door of the room opened again, an old man in a wheelchair wearing a Tang suit was surrounded by a gentle man Push it over.

A middle-aged man cupped his hands and said, "Old Wei."

The man called Wei Lao looked around, although his hair was gray, his eyes were very sharp, as if he could read people's hearts, he said in a deep voice, "How?"

One of the long-haired old men in Taoist robes said solemnly: "I'm going to disappoint Mr. Wei. Young Master Wei seems to have a disease of leaving the soul, but he can't see where the soul is. This situation has never been heard before. , the few of us have also discussed a lot of ways, but there is really nothing that is feasible, please forgive me, the old man is really helpless."

Wei's companies are located in various fields. As a giant in the real estate industry, he has always been ranked first on the rich list. If you stomp your feet, the entire industry will be in turmoil. If you show a little oil in your palm, you don't know how many families you can support.

Otherwise, every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite.

Just such a wealthy old man, but not everything goes smoothly. In the early years, the eldest son was racing, the car crashed into a cliff, and he was killed. The second son was eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. It is said that he died suddenly , the only youngest son left with an outlaw, was brought back to the Wei family at the age of 20 and raised as an heir.

Less than a year after Young Master Wei came back, he became famous in the circle, and everyone said that the tiger father had no dogs. Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. At the age of 24, Wei Shao, who was in full bloom, became a fool for no reason.

The three sons had accidents one after another, and he really couldn't convince himself that it was a coincidence. The hospital couldn't find out the cause, so he had no choice but to find some Feng Shui masters in private and pin all his hopes on it.

(End of this chapter)