C4 You're a Liar

Jindu was an international metropolis. The nightlife there was very rich at night.

Especially in the area of the Demon Empress Bar, it was filled with lights, wine, and green. People were coming and going.

"Female benefactor, your hand doesn't look very good!" A monk wearing a kasaya grabbed a girl's hand and said with a smile.

"Not good? What's wrong?" The girl asked curiously.

The monk frowned and rubbed the girl's hand a few times.

So tender!

It was much smoother than the hands of those old rich women!

"This palm of yours... shows that your luck has been bad recently, and there might even be a blood catastrophe."

The girl recalled her recent experiences, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that the monk had calculated correctly.

"Then Master, I... What should I do? Can you help me get through this difficult situation?"

"Amitabha."

The monk raised his palm and bowed deeply to the girl with a benevolent smile on his face.

"I have already seen through the world of mortals, and am not willing to get involved in the karma of this world. However, since the female benefactor sincerely requested it, then this little monk will make an exception for this girl."

He took out a two-dimensional code from his kasaya. Below the code were several prices: 888 Prime Images, 99,999 Fiend Transformation, 66666 Exorcism, and Fate Changing.

"This female patron belongs to Evil Transformation, so I'll give this monk 99,999. However, since the female patron is fated with Buddha, I can give her a 85% discount on behalf of Buddha."

"It can be discounted?"

The girl felt that she had simply picked up a treasure.

"Okay, okay, okay. I'll pay the master right away."

She took out her phone and scanned the monk's two-dimensional code, preparing to pay.

"Miss, you've been cheated."

The girl looked up and saw that the person who spoke was a girl as young as her.

She wore a white t-shirt and black pants, and she was very thin. A baseball cap covered most of her face, making it impossible to see her features clearly. However, just her delicate chin was enough to make people feel that she was beautiful and stunning.

"I was tricked? But I've been having bad luck recently!" The girl obviously didn't believe him.

Lu Qi raised her head and used her slender eyebrows to look at her.

"Your Heavenly Court is wide and spacious, the Earth Pavilion is perfect, the bridge of your nose is tall and straight, and you look like you are in good luck. So, your luck is low for now. Calm down and wait for half a month. Good luck comes naturally."

Not knowing whether it was an illusion or not, the girl felt that Lu Qi's words seemed to carry a golden light, layer by layer, gently shaking away the haze and doubt in her heart.

Naturally, it also made her realize the fact that she was deceived.

"F * ck, you stinky monk actually dare to lie to me!"

The girl was flustered and exasperated. She kicked the monk in an indescribable direction.

"Ouch!"

The monk was in great pain. He squatted down on the ground.

"I told you to lie! I told you to lie! See if I can beat you to death! "

Wails came from the monk's mouth.

Listening to him, it was truly tragic.

Lu Qi shrugged her shoulders and a faint smile seemed to appear on her pink lips.

She crossed her arms and walked into the bar. She found a relatively hidden seat and sat down.

A few minutes later, the swindler monk also came in.

"Junior sister, how can you be like this? How can you tear down my table? To think that I was thinking of buying you your favorite milk tea!"

Chen Feng touched his face, which had been beaten up like a bun, and handed over the iced milk tea in his hand.

Lu Qi bit her straw and lazily leaned against the back of the chair as she leisurely sucked the pearls in the milk tea.

"So?"

"So you shouldn't have exposed me just now. If I continue to lie, wouldn't I get more than 9,000 yuan?"

Lu Qi used her right hand to support the table and her slender fingers gently stirred the ice in the milk tea.

The lights in the bar made her look more and more elusive.

"Have you forgotten the rules that father taught you?"

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, then his face darkened.

The father Lu Qi talked about was his master.

He had no parents. He grew up in an orphanage, and by accident, he took Lu Qi's adoptive father as his master. He learned some knowledge of TCM and the Yin Yang Eight Trigrams, and then came out to make a living.

"You don't go against your conscience. You can't do evil things. You don't lie to good people."

He spoke of Lu Qi's adoptive father's teachings guiltily. His face was extremely red.

"Since you remember, why do you still want to do it?"

Lu Qi's fingers heavily knocked on the table twice. It was forceful and stern.

Chen Feng instantly became as timid as a dog.

"I was wrong. I promise that in the future, I will rob the rich and help the poor. I will only deceive evil people."

Lu Qi glanced at him and did not continue to pursue the matter.

"By the way, the metaphysics conference, which is held once every four years, is holding a meeting in Jindu. The person in charge has asked me to invite you to attend again and again. Do you want to..."

"Give you face?" Lu Qi raised her eyebrows.

Chen Feng nodded crazily. "Yes, yes, yes. I'm just going to show my face. It won't take much of your time."

However - -

Lu Qi smiled and the answer she gave was, "Not going."

She would not go no matter how much money she gave!

And so... It was very heart-wrenching.

The metaphysics conference was a grand ceremony that many monks and Taoists wanted to participate in, but their junior sister didn't even care about it?

"Alright, then... I'll go back to the person in charge tomorrow."

Chen Feng sighed and picked up the cocktail on the table.

"Oh, I almost forgot, there's still one more thing."

He looked around and saw that no one noticed them, so he came over mysteriously.

"I have already found out about the list you took. The employer is the fourth son of the most powerful family in Jindu. His name is Mo Shihan, and he is also known as Master Han. The one who got sick is his grandmother."

Lu Qi drank milk tea and glanced at him lightly. "So what?"

Was the Wealthy Class very powerful?

Chen Feng was speechless again.

His junior sister was not afraid of anything. Not to mention a Wealthy Class family, even if the heavens' father came, he would not even blink.

Who asked him to really have the ability to look down on everyone?

"Junior sister, what's wrong with you?" Chen Feng felt that there was something wrong with Lu Qi's expression.

"Someone is looking at us."

That burning gaze fell on her body as if it wanted to see through her.

Chen Feng's reaction was half a beat slower.

He looked around.

Some were drinking, some were dancing, and some were playing dice.

However, no one was looking at them.

"Junior sister, could it be that you've made a mistake?"

"No!"

Although she didn't know where that gaze came from, she was sure that someone was looking at them.

It was the same gaze that had been staring at her without blinking!

Upstairs to the bar.

Mo Shihan's tall body leaned against the sofa, his arrogant and cold lips holding a cigarette in his mouth.

His slender fingers impatiently tore off the sandalwood knot around his neck, revealing a beautiful and sexy collarbone, an alluring heartstrings.

"Fourth Brother, I know you don't usually like to come to this kind of place. It's not that I didn't find that master today. I was afraid that you would get angry, so I brought you here to relieve your boredom!"

Fu Wuzhou said excitedly.

After a long while, he found that Mo Shihan's eyes had been staring in a certain direction downstairs.

"Eh? Isn't that my little fairy? Why is she with a stinky monk? Furthermore, why is she drinking milk tea in a bar? "

What a weirdo!

This is too weird!

"What do you know? That's called personality!"

Mo Shihan held the cigarette in his mouth, and a mocking smile appeared on his face.

Fu Wuzhou was a bit confused.

He and Mo Shihan grew up together, and it was not an exaggeration to say that the two of them were good enough to wear the same pair of pants.

But today... The number of times Fourth Brother scolded him, inexplicably, seemed to have increased a lot more than before.