After Mu Tian’s mother drank three cups of tea, the door of the restaurant was pushed open and a man wearing a hat and a camera hanged around his neck came in. It seemed that this person was Mr. Wang. Mu Tian’s mother greeted him, and reporter Wang sat opposite Mu Tian’s mother.

"Hello, it's reporter Wang, right?" Mu Tian's mother asked with a smile.

"Yes, is there anything you need to ask me for?" Reporter Wang seemed a little impatient. Although he didn't want to come, he couldn't help it because of the curious heart of being an entertainment reporter.

Reporter Wang glanced at the middle-aged woman dressed in front of him, scratched her head with her hands, and said, "I know you."

"Oh, is that?"

"Yes, aren't you Mu Tian's mother?"

"Since you recognize me, I won't say much nonsense. Let me tell you, why do you have to post that irresponsible news?" Mu Tian's mother always speaks coldly when facing these people.

"Irresponsible? How do you know that I just posted that news casually?" After saying that, reporter Wang smiled proudly, then took out a recorder from his pocket, put it on the table, and then the recorder played his conversation with the nanny.

Although the recording content was only one or two minutes, it was enough to prove the authenticity of the news that reporter Wang issued. It seems that reporter Wang did not reserve at all and directly showed his trump card.

"Tell me, how much does it cost?"

Mu Tian's mother didn't want to waste too much talk. For example, after Mu Tian's agency refuted the next day, everyone's attention would soon be transferred to new things, and no one would care whether Mu Tian was disfigured. But Mu Tian's mother now put her last bet on the young man named Xiao Ying, and her success or failure was defeated again, because even if the agency came out to clean up Mu Tian, ​​if Mu Tian didn't show up for a long time, everyone would naturally not believe the agency's statement.

Reporter Wang did not speak, but instead made five fingers. In fact, those who are entertainment journalists like them either become famous by revealing many big news and then make money, or sell some celebrity scandals to make money for the celebrities themselves. However, the latter makes more money, or it is a way to get rich overnight.

"Okay, that's 50,000 yuan."

Mu Tian's mother took out five stacks of cash from her bag and placed it on the table. She pushed the money to the reporter and prepared to take the recorder on the table. However, she didn't expect that reporter Wang took the recorder back and said, "I think you misunderstood what I mean. What I want is 500,000, not 50,000."

"Are you fucking crazy?"

Mu Tian's mother couldn't help but swear. Although 500,000 was just a small amount of money for Mu Tian's family, it was inevitable that she wanted 500,000 with just one recording, which was a bit whimsical.

"Okay, since you don't want to, then we have nothing to talk about." Reporter Wang changed from passive to active, got up and prepared to leave. After standing up, he continued to say.

"It would be fine if it was another recording, but I believe everyone is willing to believe what your nanny said. I'm right?"

As soon as reporter Wang turned around, Mu Tian’s mother’s voice came from behind him, and a wicked smile appeared on reporter Wang’s face.

"Wait." Mu Tian's mother hesitated for a moment and decided to use the money to block his mouth. "I can give you the money. After you give me the recorder, you will assume that nothing has happened. If you use this to threaten my daughter, or if I feel your threat unilaterally, you may not have the chance to enjoy the money."

Mu Tian's mother took out the check book from her bag, and handed it to reporter Wang for any check that had been issued for 500,000 yuan. Mu Tian's mother took reporter Wang's recorder, turned around and left.

At this time, the surprised side was replaced by reporter Wang. reporter Wang stood there blankly. He originally wanted to make a few more money with this powerful information, but he was shot to death by Mu Tian's mother with one sentence. He believed that Mu Tian's mother would do what she said. Although he received 500,000 today, reporter Wang didn't seem to be very happy.

When Mu Tian arrived at the temple in a luxury car, it was already dark. She didn't hide anything when she got off the car, because now her face was covered with scars, and most people recognized who she was, let alone any reporters in this remote place could recognize her.

Mu Tian was even the same as before. When she walked to the main hall in the temple, the old monk was still looking at the Muyu without opening his eyes. He just sat in the same place and kept knocking, just like a clockwork machine. The frequency of knocking the Muyu was like a machine, so accurate that the human ear could not hear the difference in the interval.

Mu Tian first knelt in front of the Buddha statue and kowtowed a few times, then stepped forward and inserted the incense burner in her hand into the incense burner. At this time, the host of Shaolin was standing aside, looking at the woman with scars in front of her. Although she felt very familiar, she did not recognize her. This was his former big client Mu Tian.

While Mu Tian was incense, the two Ksitigarbha Bodhisattvas placed on the worship platform attracted her attention because she often came and had never seen these two Ksitigarbha Bodhisattvas who looked very mysterious.

Mu Tian subconsciously prepared to reach out to touch her, while the host beside her was told by Xiao Ying to keep an eye on the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and not let anyone touch her.

"Stop!" Just as Mu Tian's hand was about to touch Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the originally drowsy host stood beside him and shouted, "This cannot be touched!"

The host ran to Mu Tian panting and pulled Mu Tian back with his hand suspended in the air.

"Why?"

Mu Tian asked curiously, because in her opinion, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva looked too ordinary. Perhaps because Mu Tian was disfigured, the host did not recognize Mu Tian as a female star who used to come to the temple to burn incense, and he did not recognize Mu Tian as a rich man.

"Miss, this is donated by a donor, and he told me that I just do things as I told you."

The host yawned and said helplessly, "The temple is no longer crowded at this time. It was originally planning to close the door, but Mu Tian suddenly came in, and everyone else was resting. The host just waited on the side in person."

"Who is such a big background?" Mu Tian asked, unable to help but become curious about this strange person.

"I don't know very well what the other party is from, but I know that the young man seems to be called Eagle." The host continued to say, "By the way, that man is called Xiao Ying."

"Xiao Ying!"

Mu Tianchai exclaimed, but in the end it was only shown on her face, but no strange sound was made. Unexpectedly, Xiao Ying, who had been to find her, had also been to this temple. The tragedy gave Mu Tian some good premonition. She quickly took out the photo of Xiao Ying that her mother gave her from her bag and handed it to the host.

"Is this person?" Mu Tian asked, her tone full of expectations.

"Yes, that's right, it's this young man. Why, do you know him?" The host was a little surprised when he saw Mu Tian take out a photo of his big customer.

"That's my friend. Has he been here recently?" Mu Tian asked immediately, wanting to try her luck and want to know more about this Xiao Ying, who was so eccentric that others were circulating.

"I'm here today, but I've just left." The host replied after thinking for a moment.

"How did you get there? What car? What is the license plate? Master, I have something urgent to ask him!"

"It's a taxi. He often comes with it, as if the last number is 513."

After hearing the host's words, Mu Tian didn't stop for a moment, so she quickly left the temple, leaving the abbot alone in the mess. "Hey, who is the girl?" After saying that, the host yawned and went back to his room to sleep.

Mu Tian's car drove very quickly and chased after him. He saw several taxis along the way, but the number at the end was wrong.

Finally, she saw a taxi with the same number.

She immediately ordered the driver to go over, and then suddenly stopped. The taxi in front of her stopped suddenly. The taxi couldn't brake in time and directly hit Mu Tian's tail and crossed the middle of the road.

Xiao Ying was riding in the taxi, and he got off the car with a gloomy face.

"Are you Xiao Ying?" A woman asked a car from the other party.

The woman's face was full of scars. Looking at the woman's outfit, although her whole body looked normal, Xiao Ying just glanced at the exposed one and knew that the woman in front of her must be a rich man, so she slowly answered.

"yes."

The taxi driver standing by the side had no idea what was going on. He had just learned that the other party was Xiao Ying, who was rumored to be very popular, but he didn't expect that the person who hit him knew Xiao Ying.

"I heard you can tell fortunes and treat diseases?"

Mu Tian asked calmly because Mu Tian didn't really believe in this kind of fortune telling and curing diseases, let alone Xiao Ying, who was standing in front of him now.

"That's right." Xiao Ying didn't feel any discomfort about the distrust revealed in Mu Tian's tone, but continued to return to Mu Tian in concise and clear language without saying a single nonsense.

"Can you cure the wounds I look on?"

Mu Tian asked tentatively, because she had no other way at the moment, so she could only treat her as a living horse.

"It is possible to cure it, but you have to wait until tomorrow to come to see me."

Xiao Ying looked carefully at the woman in front of him who looked about the same age as him. The woman's face was full of scars, and it seemed that she was left with a trace of being stabbed by glass. If it were in this era, there would naturally be no way to treat the scar. However, in Xiao Ying's era, there were already techniques to remove scars, and the drug formulas needed for treatment were naturally in Xiao Ying's mind.

Mu Tian hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, see you tomorrow morning at 10."

"Where is it?" Xiao Ying asked when he saw that the other party had not explained the meeting.

"Your home." Mu Tiantou returned to the car without looking back, and then said to the principal who was standing aside and unknown, "Let's go home." It will be continued.

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Chapter completed!