"Okay, you're exhausted. Come back and take a rest." Shangguan Feiyan gave the order to expel the guests without any politeness. Luo Tian twitched the corner of his mouth and glared at this girl. She was really a white-eyed wolf. After curing his sister, he
Drive yourself out and don't let you stay for a minute longer.
But because he was worried about Lan Lan in his heart, Luo Tian didn't get along with her and left the room directly.
When they came to Lan Lan's room, the girl was still sleeping. After being hypnotized, the girl seemed to sleep a lot. Pei Rong was accompanying her.
Seeing the girl's sleeping look, and thinking of the blank and empty look on her face after she woke up, Luo Tian felt very uncomfortable. Although he was very skilled, he didn't know much about hypnosis.
The old man didn't teach him this knowledge back then. After all, no one is perfect. No matter how powerful he is, King Xiaoyao is still not a god, and there are still problems that make him troublesome.
"God, I'm sorry. It's all my sister's fault for not taking good care of her. You Lanlan, will she wake up again?"
Seeing Luo Tian come in, Pei Rong frowned and her eyes were a little red. She and Luo Tian had been taking turns to accompany this girl these past few days. Thinking of this girl's laughter and quirky appearance, look at her now.
This made Pei Rong feel equally uncomfortable.
"Sister Rong, I don't blame you, Lan Lan will be fine, she will be fine," Luo Tian gently hugged Pei Rong and said firmly.
In fact, Luo Tian was not helpless at all. He had learned a lot about hypnosis in the past two days, and saw that there seemed to be a folk remedy, which was to use real power to forcibly stimulate the other party's brain to interfere with her neural activity and break the
Routine may help her recover, but the success rate of this method is extremely low. If it fails, she may become an idiot or a vegetative state. He will never do it if he is desperate.
"Well, Lan Lan is kind-hearted. I believe that she is a lucky girl and will definitely recover. God, you must find a way to make her recover. Otherwise, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life." Pei Rong said sadly,
I have always believed that Lan Lan became like this because of herself. If she had not allowed Lan Lan to come out, she would not have the results she has today.
"Don't worry, I will do it." Luo Tian comforted Pei Rong softly. Seeing that Lan Lan was not awake yet, he walked out and wanted to relax, so he went downstairs.
"Okay, come again, roar"
In the conference room on the first floor, Li Lianying was fighting against Fahai and Xuanwu. The old man was worried about Lan Lan, so he felt a little depressed, and he was very ruthless. He focused on taking care of Fahai and beat the monk to death.
It was really hard for him not to be in trouble, but no matter what, it was Fahai's failure to protect him, and it was hard to escape the blame. It was impossible for Li Lianying to have no objections to him.
Listening to the fighting inside, Luo Tian shook his head and did not go in. Instead, he left the hotel directly, stood at the door, sat on the steps, smoking a cigarette boredly, and the Ping who was on duty at the front desk seemed to be too.
After hearing about Lan Lan and seeing their lost brother Tian, they couldn't help but sigh and didn't dare to say hello.
"Amitabha, the donor is disturbing me."
Luo Tian was smoking a cigarette depressedly, when a voice came. When he looked up, he saw another monk. This monk was wearing shabby monk robes. He had a clear face, a medium build, and was a little thin. He also held an alms in his hand.
The broken bowl looked even more desolate than Fa Hai's before, standing in front of Luo Tian with his hands clasped together.
"Monk, what's the matter?" Luo Tian asked calmly. Ever since Fa Hai, the dead monk, failed to protect Lan Lan, Luo Tian no longer had a good impression of the bald guy.
"Donor, the monk has been hungry all the way. Please give me some alms. Thank you very much." The monk said to Luo Tian. Luo Tian looked him up and down and frowned slightly, "Did you come here on the train?"
You saw a hotel here, so you ran down?"
"Amitabha, the benefactor is indeed a mastermind. The monk came here on the train and searched for people all the way. Please beg for alms first." The monk seemed to be really hungry and thirsty, but he still maintained the demeanor of a monk.
Luo Tian couldn't help but roll his eyes at him, "What a clever plan. You can tell by the soot on your body. You may want to seek alms somewhere else, because I don't know how!" Luo Tian said angrily, and had to pay attention to this monk.
"No?" The monk was stunned, "What else can I do about alms? Just give me something to eat and that's it."
"Amitabha, the donor smiled. In fact, alms are very simple. There is a first time in life. When you are alive, you should do more good deeds. Buddhism says that good people do great good. Heaven and hell are actually just a difference of thought. Helping others is helping yourself.
No one has any difficulties in life."
Luo Tian was stunned for a moment after hearing this. This dead monk didn't give him alms, but he taught himself. He actually pulled out heaven and hell. He was so glib. These are all from the Buddha?
"Master, do you really want to ask for alms?" Luo Tian threw away the cigarette butt and stared at him with a half-smile and asked.
"Yes, if the donor is generous, the monk will be grateful." The monk clasped his hands together and sent the bowl over.
Luo Tian waved his hand, then turned back to Ping at the front desk and said, "Bring a piece of paper and a pen." Ping at the front desk agreed, and hurriedly ran over with a piece of snow-white paper and a water-based pen.
"Brother Tian, give this." Then she glanced at this down-and-out monk, who was holding a broken bowl. He looked like he was begging for food, oh, no, he was asking for alms, but she didn't understand why their brother Tian wanted paper and pen.
I saw Luo Tian take the paper and pen, and then draw a circle on the paper with a pen, and handed it to the monk: "Master, I'm sorry, I haven't drawn for a long time. The circle drawing is not very good, please."
Forgive me!"
"Donor," the monk was a little confused. He held the piece of paper and looked at the circle, feeling like he wanted to cry.
"Kick-kick"
That Ping couldn't stand it anymore, she covered her mouth and burst into laughter, leaning forward and backward with laughter, which made the monk's face look very ugly, "You don't want alms, you won't alms, why do you have to give them to me?"
Draw a circle and tease me?"
At this time, Fahai, Xuanwu, and Li Lianying walked out of the conference room, and at a glance they saw Luo Tian, Ping, and the monk outside.
"Eh? Fahui, why are you here?" At this time, Fahai, who was bruised and swollen, saw the monk at the door and couldn't help but screamed and walked over quickly.
"Uncle Master, I have found you." The monk's eyes lit up when he saw Fa Hai, and he hurriedly came over and saluted Fa Hai. Fa Hai waved his hand, "Why are you here? Is there anything wrong?"
"Uncle Master, it's hard to finish in words." The monk named Fa Hui couldn't finish his words. His eyes turned red and he felt like crying.
At this time Luo Tian came over and looked at Fa Hai and then Fa Hui, "So you know each other? From the same company?"
"Yeah, yeah, I know, I know, this is the poor monk's nephew named Fahui, Fahui, come, quickly meet the donor Luotian, my uncle is here, thanks to his care." Fahai hurriedly asked Fahui
introduce.
Fahui glanced at the paper in his hand and clasped his hands together, "Amitabh, thank you, Master Luo, for taking care of your uncle and your generous donation. I'm very grateful." Luo Tian smiled faintly and waved his hand, "You're welcome, this is what I should do.
Yes, it seems that this master hasn’t eaten yet, can I send someone to prepare some food for you?"
"Amitabha, thank you so much, donor. Well, it would be nice if I had another bottle of wine." Fahui's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but make Luo Tian and everyone present roll their eyes. The monks who dared to come out of Wolong Temple were all like Fahai.
A virtue.
"Donor Luo, it should be a big deal for the master's nephew to find the poor monk. We are going back to the room. Can we wait for a while?" Fa Hai hesitated.
Luo Tian said with a dark face, "The food will be delivered to your room later, and two bottles of good wine will be added." This monk was not good at things, but he was unambiguous when it came to food. Luo Tian had learned this lesson.
"Okay, okay, thank you, Donor Luo." Then he took Fa Hui to the room on the first floor. Passing by Ping Shi at the front desk, he didn't forget to ask for a bottle of safflower oil for her.
"Nephew, why are you so dirty? Did you get here by train?"
"Yes, uncle, I don't have any money anymore. I won all for you in the temple last time."
"Well, I can't blame my uncle for not being good at gambling. By the way, next time I climb a train, I have to climb a train without coal. Monks should pay attention to their demeanor, you know?"
"Yes, uncle, my nephew has written it down. By the way, uncle, did you come here by train last time? Aren't you rich?"
"Idiot, you can't spend money randomly, you know?"
"Yes, uncle"
Everyone was quite speechless as they watched this pair of living treasures chatting and entering the room. Li Lianying glanced at Luo Tian, shook her head gently, and returned to her room.
"Brother, if there is nothing else, I will go back first and come back to see Lan Lan tomorrow." Only Luo Tian and Xuanwu were left in the lobby of the hotel. At this moment, Xuanwu said, and then he was about to run away.
"Wait a minute" Luo Tian called him from behind.
"Brother, is there anything else?" Xuanwu turned around and asked heartily. Luo Tian was speechless and pointed to a sofa in the corner, "Over there."
"Oh" Xuanwu said softly, knowing what this elder brother was going to ask, he felt a little uneasy.
Sure enough, Luo Tian threw him a cigarette, then he smoked one himself, sat down, took a deep breath, and then asked, "Is it really Suzaku you saw that day?"
"Yes, brother, it's absolutely true. I have fought with her, but I didn't dare to hurt her. Although she always wears sunglasses, her figure, voice and momentum are definitely Suzaku, but she seems to be really
I have lost my memory, no longer recognizes me, and seems to be very disgusted with me."
Xuanwu shook his long hair and continued, "If you hadn't saved Lan Lan that day, you would have met her. She escaped after hearing your roar."