Chapter 143: Protecting the altar
Until now, An Rusong noticed the group of people opposite.
There were four people in the other party. The woman who spoke was obviously the one with the highest status, and the remaining three young men were probably her entourage or helpers.
The woman speaking is very young and has a small figure.
It is really compact, like a model with a hot figure that has been shrunk several times in proportion.
The woman's height seemed to be over 1.5 meters at most. She was wearing light gray jeans and a black tight woolen sweater. Although her legs were much shorter than those of those models, they were relatively tall compared to her own height. Than, it is long enough. The most important thing is that this woman really has breasts and a butt, and she is also pretty good-looking, with a genuine loli face.
Looking at this woman, An Rusong felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. He always felt that he had seen her somewhere.
Seeing An Rusong stop, the first thing the woman did was to bow to him. This woman seemed to have injuries on her body. When she bowed down, she visibly stiffened, and after she straightened up, she still had a painful expression on her face.
Seeing the woman's obviously painful expression, An Rusong immediately remembered this woman. Yes, it was the night a while ago when he came to Sacred Heart Hospital for the first time to meet Han Meiyan. During the private meeting, it was obvious that this woman was the one who was robbed and stabbed that night.
It’s just that it was night, he
No, An Rusong suddenly realized that he didn't see this woman's face that night. Why did her face give him a familiar feeling?
"Mr. An, don't you remember me?" The woman covered her lower abdomen with one hand and said with a forced smile, "That night, I was injured."
"Remember, I remember," An Rusong still frowned and said while trying to remember, "However, I feel that you look very familiar, as if I have seen you somewhere."
"People die as ghosts, and ghosts die as ghosts. "Because." the woman said with a smile.
"Ah!" Hearing the woman say such words, An Rusong immediately recalled the identity of the other party. Yes, this woman was not the "Master Wen" whom Sun Manzhu had led him to see.
"You are Wen." He subconsciously wanted to call him "Master Wen." Fortunately, when the title came to his lips, he realized that it was very rude and swallowed it back.
"Wen Caiyuan," the woman said with a smile, "my name is Wen Caiyuan."
"Ah, yes, yes, yes, I remember 伱," An Rusong smiled and stretched out his hand and said, " Master Xianzheng."
"What? Master Xianzheng is all praised by some believers." A trace of embarrassment flashed across Wen Caiyuan's face. She shook hands with An Rusong and said, "Mr. An, just call me Caiyuan."
"Oh, how appropriate is this," An Rusong laughed.
"What's inappropriate about this? After all, you are my altar protector," Wen Caiyuan said with a straightened expression on her face.
"What?" An Rusong asked after not hearing her words clearly.
Wen Caiyuan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Does Mr. An have time now?"
"What do you mean?" An Rusong asked tentatively.
"If Mr. An has time, I would like to treat you to a casual meal," Moon Chae-won said, "I also want to talk to you. In fact, I have wanted to contact you in the past two days, but I have been I didn’t take the time to come, but I didn’t expect to meet you today.”
An Rusong was a little curious. Listening to the meaning of the other party's words, it seemed that Wen Caiyuan knew who she was a long time ago.
Well, it’s not surprising that she knew who saved her that night, because An Rusong had been registered at that time, but she was able to use that registration to combine the name An Rusong with "person" It is not easy to connect the words "Death is a ghost, ghost is a ghost". What does this mean? Does this mean that An Rusong left a deep impression on her?
"Is the matter important?" An Rusong raised his head and glanced in the direction of Building D and asked.
"Yes, I hope Mr. An can appreciate it," Wen Chaiyuan nodded and said.
An Rusong is actually quite interested in this "Master Wen", not only because she is a miniature beauty with a loli face, but also because she has a special identity.
When he went to "see the Great Immortal", he learned about it from Sun Manzhu. This "Master Xianzheng" is still very famous in Seoul. In the words of the industry, he is "very profound". Otherwise, , her charges will not be so high.
An Rusong really doesn’t believe in these gods and ghosts, and he doesn’t even believe in these shamans and witches. They really have the ability to communicate yin and yang, at least the “Master Xianzheng” in front of him doesn’t. With this ability, otherwise, she should have seen at a glance that the man in front of her was an out-and-out soul parasite.
However, it doesn’t matter whether he believes it or not. The people of the Republic of Korea believe it, and it’s not just ordinary people who believe it. Those high-ranking officials and politicians also believe it, and they can even be regarded as devout believers.
So, in An Rusong's view, it is definitely not a bad thing to get to know one or two "masters" who are famous and profound. "Master Xianzheng, can you wait for me for a while?" An Rusong said, "I'm here to see a patient."
"Of course," Wen Caiyuan seemed quite happy, and she said without hesitation, "Mr. An, just go visit your friend, and I will wait for you in the car."
An Rusong nodded, and then He bowed slightly to the other party and then walked straight towards Building D.
The reason why he came to meet Han Meiyan at noon was just an ordinary lunch between an adulterer and an adulterous woman, nothing serious. If Wen Caiyuan hadn't appeared, An Rusong would have been happy to accompany Han Damei in the ward, oh, not just Han Damei herself, but also her unusually obedient and obedient assistant Pei Meina.
Now, since "Master Xianzheng" personally came forward to invite him, he naturally had to get down to business.
After a trip to the ward and a brief chat with Han Meiyan, An Rusong found an excuse to leave and returned to the parking lot.
When he returned to the entrance of the parking lot, a white Chevrolet Suburban was already parked there, and Wen Chaiyuan and an entourage were waiting next to the car.
As he walked closer, An Rusong looked at the extra long body of the car and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Is this your car?"
"I rarely sit in it either. ," Wen Chaiyuan smiled restrainedly and said.
Although she didn't answer directly, the answer was clearly given. To be honest, An Rusong really didn't expect that this somewhat compact woman would buy such a big car. Could it be that Because she is small herself, so she particularly likes big ones?
Ha, interesting!
An Rusong got into the car directly without being polite to the other party. After sitting on the seat, he suddenly discovered that there was a partition between the car and the front cab. The only thing that could really connect the two areas was a square window the size of a human head above the partition. At this moment, the square window is still closed, so the situation in the cab cannot be seen.
Following An Rusong, Wen Caiyuan stepped on the pedal and got into the car. Her attendant closed the door and went to the passenger seat.
"Master Xianzheng, what did you just say?" An Rusong asked when the car started to move.
"Mr. An, just call me Chae-won," Moon Chae-won interrupted and said, "If you don't mind, I would like to call you by your first name, is that okay?"
An Rusong looked at the other party and said, "Okay, then I would be rude."
"There is nothing rude about this," Wen Caiyuan said with a smile, "I have just said that you are my altar protector. We are people of the same cultivation level and should not be divided."
"Stop, stop, stop!" An Rusong heard clearly this time. He quickly interrupted the other party and said, " What did you say? Altar protector? What is that? "
"To put it simply, you are my altar protector," Wen Caiyuan said, "you protect me on the way to practice. Venerable."
An Rusong was stunned, and then he realized that he was actually a god and a Venerable.
Wen Caiyuan obviously noticed his surprise and continued: "Actually, I have already calculated it before. In the recent period, I will encounter a bloody disaster. This is a disaster. Disasters cannot be avoided by themselves, they can only be avoided.”
"Okay, I understand," An Rusong interrupted the other party again and said, "Did you get injured that night, and you were injured because of a robbery, so it was difficult to explain to the believers? Then You just came up with an excuse to protect the altar and try to cover up this matter with those mysterious and mysterious arguments?"
Wen Caiyuan obviously didn't expect that the other party would expose her argument in person, and And he said it so directly. Although she has become so famous and has the title of "Master Xianzheng", in the final analysis, she is only a woman in her twenties and seventies. She is very proficient in the tricks used to deceive people, but The ability to deal with this kind of embarrassment is far from enough.
Therefore, she was temporarily stunned by An Rusong's two consecutive questions, and even the expression on her face froze.
"Cai Yuan," he stared at the other person for a few seconds, and when an angry look appeared on the other person's face, An Rusong said with a smile, "I'm not mocking you. , I’m not questioning you, I just doubt whether your statement can help you get through this crisis.”
That’s right, although Wen Caiyuan hasn’t finished what she said before, An Ru. Song Que already understood what she was thinking.
Master Wen is the Master of Revealing Righteousness, and her great power is to "destroy evil and reveal righteousness." But now, she herself has been attacked by gangsters and almost lost her life. Will her followers have doubts about her moral conduct?
Well, if she can't even get rid of her own bad luck, how can she help others? This question is clearly placed in front of everyone. Even if believers don't say it out loud, they will still have this doubt in their hearts.
(End of this chapter)