"Monk?!"

Zhang Jinzheng was slightly startled, and then his eyes immediately became excited. His future goal is to become a monk, and if he can get guidance from a monk in advance, the probability of success will be higher.

Zhang Chun said with a smile: "I have some issues with this gentleman, but fortunately, he probably doesn't take it to heart, otherwise I wouldn't be able to appear here intact."

"So when you go in later, don't be disrespectful in any way. I know there will be monks in the self-cultivation hall, but after all, you haven't entered the training yet. It will be good for you to get more experience outside."

This is equivalent to extracurricular tutoring.

"As that adult, when you come here, you should be living in the villa built by the Qiao family."

Upon hearing about the villa, Zhang Jinzheng showed a hint of anger.

Zhang Chun quickly noticed his expression: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Jinzheng shook his head and said: "I had some unpleasant conflicts with a poor boy who took advantage of others, but it didn't matter."

"It doesn't matter." Zhang Chun also knew that his nephew's character would cause trouble wherever he went. "But you can help me a little later, otherwise I will be in trouble."

The weather was sunny and the wind blowing from the mountains was extremely cool. Zhang Jinzheng was less angry than before.

When he becomes a monk and enters the repair office, the disputes in Licheng will be nothing more than a fight between ants in his eyes.

He will eventually go higher and further than that young master Fang.

Qi Chen was in his room. Li Xinran and his party wanted to make some repairs and wait for the sun to weaken before setting off.

"Mr. Qi, we have a visitor who calls himself Zhang Chun." The housekeeper said calmly.

Qi Chen paused.

"Zhang Chun?"

"What is this guy doing here? Is he here to apologize for his nephew's affairs?"

He didn't mind this.

And as time went by, Qi Chen gradually began to adapt to these disputes. He did not want to get involved, but there were some things that he still needed to keep in his own hands.

For example, if you want to deal with Fergu Manor, the best revenge is not to let the other party die directly, but to make the other party live in despair worse than death.

He has never been a good person, and his boiling blood full of violence is destined to make it difficult for him to become a good person.

If Zhang Chun can really be used by him, Qi Chen doesn't mind.

Downstairs, Zhang Chun saw the housekeeper making a please gesture to him.

This butler is not the butler Wang just now. After all, there is a row of villas, and the butler Wang is the chief butler.

Zhang Chun's face lit up, he had indeed thought correctly.

Zhang Jinzheng, who was following behind, also restrained his careless movements and became cautious.

He felt nervous. Although he had joined the self-cultivation gym, there was a half failure rate, so he felt quite uneasy.

The door opened.

There was only Qi Chen in this villa, and it seemed extremely quiet.

There were birds chirping outside the window, and the wind passed by the lake and blew from the balcony.

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When you come in, even if the air conditioner is not turned on, there is a hint of coolness.

"Mr. Qi, I'm sorry to bother you..." Zhang Chun saw Qi Chen with a look of compliment on his face.

This extremely young monk put more and more pressure on him.

Even Zhang Laohu, who had been living underground for many years, had a vague feeling that there seemed to be something that he didn't know about yet.

"Mr. Qi, this is my nephew, Zhang Jinzheng..."

Zhang Jinzheng kept his eyes lowered and looked at the ground, a little nervous. With his peripheral vision, he looked towards the end of the study room. There seemed to be someone sitting behind a desk.

When he heard his uncle mentioning him, he raised his hands and said: "Junior Zhang Jinzheng, pay your respects to Qi..."

Qi?

After subconsciously saying this surname, Zhang Jinzheng followed the direction of his body and looked over.

Just by looking at it, he was completely stunned on the spot, dumbfounded.

"Qi Qi Qi..."

Zhang Jinzheng's breathing was extremely rapid. He saw Qi Chen sitting behind the table.

At this time, Qi Chen, with a faint smile on his lips, was looking at himself. His indifferent expression was in sharp contrast to his own.

His face instantly turned pale, just like the rockery behind the villa that was painted like a work of art.

Zhang Jinzheng never expected that Qi Chen, whom he had humiliated before and whom he did not care about, would actually be a monk.

Only now did he understand that the other party was not able to live in this villa because of the Qiao family, but because he was a monk.

It's so simple, but it's so shocking.

Seeing the smile on Qi Chen's face, Zhang Huhu thought he was very satisfied with his nephew, and said: "Mr. Qi, what happened before was my fault, and I have no intention of getting you involved. If you are dissatisfied, you can always complain to me."

Come."

"It's just that I have no descendants, and I only have this nephew. He is more promising than this old guy like me and has entered the self-cultivation hall, so I brought him to see you today. I hope you can give me some advice."

"Boy, why are you still standing there? Keep talking, you don't even know how to say hello." Zhang Laohu kicked his nephew and actually kicked him to the ground. Then he saw the pale face

Cheeks and dry lips.

Zhang Laohu paused, and then suddenly remembered their previous conversation. His nephew seemed to say that he just had a little holiday with someone.

This person...could it be Qi Chen?

"Bad boy, what bad thing have you done again?!" Zhang Huhu was so frightened that he really kicked him without mercy.

"I was just afraid that you would cause trouble and take the same path as me, so I sent you to the army. It's good for you that you haven't changed anything since you came back."

Zhang Laohu kicked him a few times and quickly looked at Qi Chen with panic in his eyes: "Mr. Qi, if this kid offends you in any way, don't be polite."

He felt regretful. If he had known it, he would have come here immediately. He was just asking for help, why did he offend him first?

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And he was a monk he couldn't afford to offend.

Qi Chen glanced at the uncle and nephew with a faint smile, and Zhang Jinzheng climbed up from the ground shivering, even his back was soaked.

"Damn stupid boycotting Shuaishuai. How can this guy rely on the Mo family, nor can he cling to Helian Cong Cong? He alone is enough to make many people rely on him..."

The more he thought about it, the angrier and more regretful he became. Zhang Jinzheng wanted to slap himself.

Qi Chen smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, it's just a small matter."

To be honest, he really didn't take it to heart.

Even if this piece of gold belongs to a monk, it will not have any impact on him.

Qi Chen took a sip of tea and looked at the scenery outside the window. The life of a rich man is all about enjoyment. If he had known better, he would have brought Suisui here.

He didn't speak, and Zhang Chun and the other two didn't dare to speak, looking at Qi Chen trepidly.

After a while, Qi Chen withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhang Jinzheng.

A trace of red light flashed in his pale eyes.

At this moment, Zhang Jinzheng felt for no reason that he was transparent and could be seen clearly.

Zhang Jinzheng's face is very good, and there is a lotus blooming above his head. Although there is a little cold air, it is not enough to have an impact on the destiny due to the opponent's strength.

This person, even without his help, would have entered the monk stage.

"Boss Zhang, don't worry, your nephew is very talented. If he practices well in the self-cultivation hall, he can become a monk."

"However, his restlessness seems to be related to his childhood experience."

"Since he's here, I'll give him a mental skill." Qi Chen didn't care, not to mention that he had a magical weapon with merit and virtue, so he would help others if he could.

He had already faintly noticed that the merit he had gained seemed to be slowly condensing a layer of protective power on the surface of his body.

This should be the little holy body that Qi Ling mentioned.

Zhang Laohu was so happy that he pressed his nephew's head down, almost hitting the floor.

Qi Chen flicked his finger, and an idea fell on the white paper.

This mental method is called "Diamond Jade Technique", which he got by drawing a lottery from Qi Ling out of boredom.

Qi Ling said that it was a very low-level mental technique, and it was useless for Qi Chen to take it. He studied it for a while and left it there.

This piece of gold just happens to be invisibly biased towards gold in the body, so there is no harm in giving it to him.

However, he did not expect that Zhang Jinzheng's reaction would be so great.

"Mr. Qi!"

He immediately fell to his knees and kowtowed.

"It's just a mental method, you don't have to kowtow like this." Qi Chen was a little confused.

Zhang Jinzheng said excitedly: "Mr. Qi, this is a mental method. I heard that even the cultivation office does not have a few mental methods, and ordinary monks have no access to it."

"Huh? Without mental cultivation, how slow would the spiritual energy be? How weak would the release of the technique be?" Qi Chen said in surprise.

Isn't this the same as eating for free?
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