The Lan Family’s Aid Chapter 21: [jìn][jiāng]

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After Yin Xiaodao got in the car, he felt that the atmosphere in the car was a bit abnormal.

There were three men in the car she was sitting in. Wearing a black suit, he is tall and tall. Their expressions were as cold as ice. This seven-seater commercial vehicle seemed crowded due to their presence.

Yin Xiaodao swept them one by one and then sat down. She didn't move to close the car door. The man in black, who was still sitting in the passenger seat, got out of the car and slammed the door.

There are three rows of seats in the car. Except for the man in black in the passenger seat, there are two other slightly thin people sitting in the last row.

Yin Xiaodao is caught in the middle. Calm as usual.

The three men and the driver did not speak.

What Yin Xiaodao is worried about at this time is not whether he will be in danger here, but whether the car Lan Yan is sitting in is safe.

She looked at Uncle Lan walking the bird, looking weird. Although at first impression, Uncle Lan seemed very kind. But she just felt weird.

She has met three people from the Lan family. Lan Yu, Lan Yan, and Uncle Lan, the walking bird. Lan Yan is more like a good person.

The distance between the two cars in front and behind was neither far nor close, and the atmosphere was very silent.

Uncle Lan stopped talking after regretting it.

Lan Yan looked out the window, thinking that if the people who were chasing him had been eliminated by Uncle Lan, why would he still have Yin Xiaodao?

Lan Yan hopes that idiot will go back soon. It's best to stay in the mountains from now on and not go on missions. Who can guarantee that she will always find a good employer. If you meet a pervert like Lan Yu, you will be in trouble.

The little owl in front of me scurried around the car for a while, then stood in the birdcage.

It stared at Lan Yan with big eyes.

That stupid look looks like Yin Xiaodao.

Lan Yan couldn't help but smiled silently.

At this time, Uncle Lan glanced at the little owl and raised the corners of his mouth.

After Lan Yan finished laughing, he stopped looking at the little owl and continued to turn towards the window.

The expression also returned to calmness.

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Daye Mountain on the outskirts of Cangcheng will be more lively during holidays. The weather today is not very sunny, and it is not a weekend, so there are very few pilgrims worshiping Buddha.

The car drove all the way to the mountainside.

Uncle Lan got out of the car.

His habit is to worship Buddha whenever he sees him. The trunk of the car is filled with scented candles. There were temples of various sizes starting from the middle of the mountain, so he burned incense all the way there.

Lan Yan followed suit and kowtowed one by one.

This society is also strange. The richer you are, the more you worship Buddha. In temples that are said to have miraculous effects, the price of incense candles is very high. I don’t know if the saying “Sincerity leads to spiritual success” is the self-comfort of ordinary people.

Yin Xiaodao and the three men in black walked far behind.

The array still has one man in the front, her in the middle, and the other two men behind.

The men in black had evil faces on their faces and were out of place in this Buddhist temple. When Uncle Lan went in to worship, the men in black only stood guard at the temple door.

Yin Xiaodao doesn't feel that he has to be isolated from the Buddhist hall. She was a gentleman and magnanimous, crossed the threshold with her head held high, and continued to follow Lan Yan around the temple.

The sturdy man in black tried to stop her, but was blocked by another man in black.

The sturdy man in black frowned and retreated to the door.

Yin Xiaodao ignored these men in black and walked forward on his own.

She watched from a distance as Lan Yan and Uncle Lan burned incense and bowed to the Buddha statue.

Uncle Lan bends at a much lower angle than Lan Yan.

She felt that Lan Yan was a bit perfunctory.

Yin Xiaodao cannot be said to be particularly superstitious about ghosts and gods, but she still has a sense of awe for Buddha. She looked at Lan Yan's back and thought of something very important. So she clapped her hands together, closed her eyes and made a wish.

She is far away from the Buddha statue, but the Buddha's hearing must be very keen.

So, I hope Lan Yan will quit drugs soon.

She didn’t have any incense and candles, just because she had no distracting thoughts. If one day, Lan Yan really escapes from the poisonous swamp, she will definitely buy a big bundle of high incense and come back to fulfill her wish.

Yin Xiaodao followed Lan Yan's footsteps and visited several temples. As soon as she arrived, she thought silently in her heart.

In fact, they all have the same wish. Her idea was that if this Buddha didn't work, maybe there would be a solution next time.

Uncle Lan is really a murderer when he worships Buddha, even the small Yuelao Temple not far from the top of the mountain. Lan Yan looked on with no expression on his face. I don’t know what kind of fate these middle-aged men want to pursue.

Yin Xiaodao also bows to Buddha when he meets one. She made a wish to Yuelao, hoping that Lan Yan would give up drug addiction as soon as possible.

There is a lottery box in front of Yuelao Temple to facilitate men and women seeking marriage.

Yin Xiaodao looked at the lottery tube and shook it seriously.

After shaking it a few times, one fell out.

After she went to exchange the signed poems, she was confused and didn't know whether it was good or bad luck.

Finally, she folded the signature paper and put it in her pocket, thinking of finding a time to ask Lan Yan if he understood the meaning of the poem.

After Uncle Lan visited all the temples, it was almost two o'clock.

The temple has a canteen. Whenever Uncle Lan comes, he will eat here. Today is no exception. He received a vegetarian meal in a familiar manner and sat down on a simple chair.

Lan Yan still follows suit.

A few men in black sat far away from Yin Xiaodao. A bit master and servant means something else.

Yin Xiaodao still ate two duck necks in the expressway service area in the morning, and now he was very hungry. If the food is not enough, I will make up for it with rice. She ate four large bowls of rice without any ceremony.

The three men in black next to her looked sideways at her.

She didn't really care.

As soon as Lan Yan looked up, he saw Yin Xiaodao, a few tables away, immersed in eating. He sighed inwardly, he really overestimated her, how could he expect her to be less of a loser.

After Uncle Lan and Lan Yan finished their meal, they went to the inner courtyard of the temple.

The men in black were guarding the door as usual.

Yin Xiaodao wanted to go in, but was stopped.

The person who stopped her was the young monk from the temple. He clasped his hands and said humbly, "No idlers allowed in."

She looked at him and then inside. Reasonably, I didn't push through.

Uncle Lan stayed inside for more than an hour. After leaving the inner courtyard, he suddenly saw Yin Xiaodao, who was as tall as a pine tree.

A glint flashed in his eyes, and he waved to Yin Xiaodao, "Little girl, come here."

Yin Xiaodao's alarm bell rang loudly in his heart and he slowly walked towards him. "What about him?" The tone she spoke had no warmth.

"He is sleepy and sleeping." Uncle Lan smiled kindly. "Let's talk first?"

She didn't want to talk to him, especially when Lan Yan wasn't by her side. She immediately turned around and walked away.

Three men in black quickly rushed over to stop him.

Yin Xiaodao glanced at them and suddenly ran sideways to the side of a big tree. Using the twisted branches, she climbed up and climbed over the wall.

The men in black were dumbfounded for a moment, and then they hurriedly tried to catch her. But they remembered that Uncle Lan wouldn't let them enter the inner courtyard.

So they stopped at the door, waiting for Uncle Lan's instructions.

Uncle Lan raised his head and looked at the big tree. The sparse sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, causing him to squint his eyes. "His skills are really good. If you train him, he will definitely be a perfect killer."

Then he smiled. benign countenance.

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Yin Xiaodao jumped off the high wall and onto the tile roof of the corridor. Then use the pillars to slide to the ground.

There are several rooms in the corridor.

She kicked open the nearest one.

Empty.

Yin Xiaodao was about to call Lan Yan's name when he suddenly remembered what he had said before, so he changed his words, "Silang!" She didn't care whether the title was normal or not, if he wanted to hear it, she would tell him.

She kicked open another room.

Still empty.

"Shiro!"

More than an hour ago, there was a young monk here. Now there was no one, and the entire courtyard was empty.

"Shiro!"

Yin Xiaodao's voice is not coquettish, but a little rich. Far inferior to spending three dollars to recruit a gentle girlfriend.

Lan Yan in the room smiled slightly as he listened.

What an idiot. Can you call "Lang" casually?

Lan Yan half fell to the ground, his body twitching intermittently. The consciousness is sometimes blurred and sometimes clear. He didn't want to answer her call. First of all, he is not her husband. Secondly, he looks ugly like this.

Unfortunately, there are only so many rooms in the corridor. She would find this place sooner or later.

Lan Yan climbed on the chair, trying to sit up. At least stop yourself from being so embarrassed.

While I was working hard, the door opened.

Yin Xiaodao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him at first sight. "Your Excellency, you're awake." However, as soon as she took a step forward, she realized something was wrong.

Two needles are scattered on the ground. There is still a little blood on the mouth of the tube. Moreover, his movements looked very slow.

She quickly went over to help him.

Lan Yan's face was pale and he was sweating coldly. He forced a smile and said, "You found me..." He spoke in a weak voice.

"Your Excellency...what's wrong?" Yin Xiaodao hoped very much at this moment that this was just a symptom of diarrhea.

"Oh." He gasped, "I might die..."

Yin Xiaodao was shocked.

For some reason, Lan Yan has an extra desire to survive when he sees her. He was clearly planning to give up on himself a moment ago, but now he desperately wanted to live. He leaned against her, "Maybe I overdosed..."

She almost asked what the overdose was. But in a flash, she understood.

Yin Xiaodao held his arm tightly.