my buddhist boyfriend

Entering the collection room, all kinds of porcelain are placed on four walls and four shelves, as well as a lot of old furniture, tables, and chairs. Only one of the chairs is left alone.

Mo Nan also felt that the chair was different from other chairs. This chair was a dark black color, which was very shabby compared to other chairs, and he didn't know if it was his illusion. He always smelled a faint scent of flowers. .He has also heard of agarwood occasionally, and the agarwood is usually of a high-grade black color, very smooth, and the chair in front of him is not very good.

"Boss Zhang. Why did you buy this chair in the first place, and the town house was changed? It should still depend on the appearance of the thing, right? Logically speaking, you should not like this chair." Mo Nan approached the chair I knelt down and touched it lightly with my hand, but it didn't feel smooth.

Instead, it feels a bit bumpy and stinging to the touch. Suddenly Mo Nan retracted his hand. He felt that his index finger seemed to have been stabbed. He hurriedly looked at his index finger, which was still stained with blood. When he looked at the chair again , but there was nothing on the chair.

Mo Nan knew that it would be taboo to drip blood on antiques, so he wiped the blood on his index finger with his thumb, and after wiping it off, he pretended nothing had happened.

Fortunately, Boss Zhang didn't see it, otherwise he would have felt very embarrassed, but Sheng Xian who was on the side had seen his movements, so he didn't make a sound.

Mo Nan stood up and walked to Boss Zhang: "Boss Zhang, can you tell me how you judged that your luck was due to it after you took this chair away, and then the sound you heard at night was similar to What, can you describe it to me?"

"Before I bought chairs, several large orders were robbed by other companies. After I bought chairs, those robbed customers all came back one after another. It was rare for such a situation to happen before, because customers signed The contract chose another company, which is to pay liquidated damages according to the contract, and several customers came back, which convinced me."

Boss Zhang walked to the chair that Mo Nan touched just now, pointed to it and said, "This is it, and it didn't look like this when I brought it back. When it was brought back, it was in excellent condition. , Later, I found that it was getting dimmer day by day. Because antiques are hard to recognize, so I couldn't help it. Later, I gradually discovered that there was a sound of ding ding dong dong in the middle of the night. It seemed that there was a sound of something heavy hitting the ground. .”

"Then where did you hear the sound?" Mo Nan asked.

"I only know that it should come from this room. I don't know if it is because of this chair or something else. I dare not come up to check in the middle of the night, and I am the only one who heard it. If I ask a servant to check with me , the voice will disappear. I almost wonder if I am hallucinating myself."

"Well, Boss Zhang, let's stay at your house tonight to see what's going on and see if he will make any noise tonight."

Boss Zhang couldn't wait for it, and hurriedly said: "Okay, Brother Mo, you will stay in the guest room tonight. The guest room has already been cleaned up. If this matter is resolved, my brother will definitely pay for your hard work."

Feeling Boss Zhang had planned to keep him, even the room was tidied up, Mo Nan walked over and patted Boss Zhang on the shoulder: "Boss Zhang, you call me Brother Mo, you can do whatever you want, bro How can we not help."

Mo Nan and Sheng Sheng lived on the second floor, Boss Zhang's room was on the left, and his room with Sheng Sheng was on the right.

Boss Zhang asked the servant to come back and cook, and then sent him away. After eating, it soon fell into the night.

Mo Nan made preparations for the exorcism tonight, so he just lay on the bed and played with his mobile phone. There were some small games on his mobile phone. He played until twelve o'clock at night. He really couldn't hold it anymore, so he fell asleep in a daze past.

In a coma, he kept hearing a voice calling him: "Mo Nan, Mo Nan..." There was a voice calling his name all the time, he was in the mist, and he kept walking towards the source of the voice.

Every time, only the back can be seen. He is wearing a black and gold ancient costume, his hair is draped behind his shoulders, and is tied very lazily with a purple-gold headband. Out is a man.

He ran up to the man and asked, "Who are you?"

The man didn't stop, and continued to walk forward. After a while, the fog cleared, and the scene in front of him was revealed.

An eleven or twelve-year-old boy fell into the river. Obviously, the boy didn't know how to swim, and he kept thrashing. Mo Nan wanted to go forward to save the boy, but he found that he couldn't move, as if he was frozen average.

At this time, a person came out from nowhere, Mo Nan could only see his back, his image was very blurry, he looked like a monk, that monk jumped into the river and rescued the boy.

"Thank you, big brother, thank you for saving me, big brother, I have nowhere to go, can I follow you in the future?"

"I am a Buddhist, do you want to practice Buddhism? It is very hard to practice Buddhism."

"I'm not afraid, I'll go wherever big brother goes."

Then the screen changed, and there was only a temple. The man did not let the little boy shave, but let him practice with his hair. The monk seemed to be covered with a layer of tulle, so that he could not see his face clearly.

"Wake up, wake up." Mo Nan felt his soul being awakened, he suddenly opened his eyes, and he found that standing in front of him was Dean.

He found that he came to the collection room on the third floor without knowing when, the door of the collection room was wide open, and he was sitting on this agarwood chair, holding the chair ring with both hands.

Mo Nan stood up, he was a little dizzy when he got up, he pressed his forehead with the back of his hand, trying to wake himself up, and suddenly grabbed his right hand.

Mo Nan was wondering, but found that he was staring at his palm. Mo Nan saw that at some point, his palm was cut open and still bleeding.

Mo Nan turned around and looked at the chair behind him, and found that his hand was bleeding, but there was no trace of blood on the handle of the chair. Mo Nan's first reaction was, is this chair still sucking blood?

Sheng Xian covered Mo Nan's hand with his right hand. Mo Nan felt his palm was cool, and a thick warm current was transmitted from his palm to all parts of his body, which was very comfortable.

When Zensen took his hand away, Mo Nan found that his palm was no longer bleeding, and the wound seemed a little smaller.

Sheng Sheng stepped forward to look, he squinted his eyes slightly at the chair, with a flash of murderous look in his eyes, and said two words to the chair in spoken language.

court death.

He covered the chair with his hands, only feeling a strong evil energy confronting his righteous yang energy, Sheng Sheng smashed the chair into powder directly with his palm.

All of a sudden, there was a gust of shattered powder, blowing up the whole room, and the porcelain on the storage racks in the whole room began to shake.

When Mo Nan saw this, his first reaction was, don't drop it, if you drop a few pieces at random, you won't be able to pay him if you sell him.

The powder turned into a puff of white smoke, and there was a wheezing sound: "Master Dean, thank you for untying my imprisonment, hahahaha."

The voice was very sharp, like the voice of an old Montenegro demon, piercing his ears, and Mo Nan was like the kind who scratched the blackboard with his fingernails, his whole body was covered in goose bumps, and he was extremely unhappy.

Seeing the puff of smoke leave, he knew that he was being used. The people behind the scenes planned to hand over the chair to Boss Zhang. He also knew that Boss Zhang would come to Mo Nan to solve the trouble, and he used his anger when he saw Mo Nan's injury. , Destroyed this chair, on the contrary released that evildoer's imprisonment.

When he was healing Mo Nan just now, he faintly detected a trace of his memory. He should have drank Meng Po soup, passed through reincarnation, and all the past life has long since been wiped out.

It seems that someone wants to guide him to restore his memory.

"Monk, that monster left just like that? It won't come back to harass Boss Zhang, right?" Mo Nan stared at the direction the smoke was drifting away, and he looked around the collection room. Fortunately, nothing was broken.

"Well, it's not coming back."

"Alright, I'm sleepy." Mo Nan raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already past three o'clock in the middle of the night, and he could continue to sleep for a few more hours: "I'll go back to my room first and continue to sleep. You should also go early Go back to sleep, and ask Boss Zhang for money tomorrow."

Mo Nan strode out of the collection room, without affecting what happened just now, and looked at his back.

All of this is controlled by someone behind the scenes. Honglian, who suddenly appeared, deliberately wants to guide him to restore his memory. What is the purpose?Is it Mo Nan?He has already cut off his spiritual veins and exhausted his cultivation. He is already a mortal in this life, so what else is worth such a lot of trouble?

The morning sun rises and the sun shines on the earth.Inside the villa.

"Brother Mo, thank you very much this time, thank you so much. You really helped me a lot. I will send the secretary to transfer the money to your company account later. Thank you very much." Boss Zhang He kept holding Mo Nan's hand, thanking him non-stop.

"Where is it, Boss Zhang, small matter, small matter, you are too polite, it is my honor to help you." Mo Nan felt that picking up this monk was the greatest luck in his life.Mo Nan could even foresee a future with a lot of money in the future.

In the end, Boss Zhang sent the two of them to the gate, and Shengsheng suddenly stopped and asked Boss Zhang: "Benefactor, do you have the address and contact information of the person who sold you the chair?"

When Mo Nan heard Sheng Sheng's question, he was a little surprised. After all this matter was settled, he still asked what he was doing.

Seeing the master's questioning, Boss Zhang quickly took out a business card holder from his trouser pocket, and found a dark black business card with a gold border among seven or eight business cards.

It says 'Yuhai Antique Shop', and below is the contact information and phone number.

Xianxuan thanked Boss Zhang, took the business card and the two left the villa.

Mo Nan hasn't been to the company for a few days, so he has to go to the company first, and it's time to pay the rent these days.

The author has something to say:

Mo Nan, you didn't realize at all that the handsome guy Xian Xian took great care of you, you big fool.