The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 548 - 0: Done too many guilty things

In the girls’ dormitory of Binhai University, Ding Xue lay on her bed, occasionally picking up her phone to check it.

Since yesterday, Long Fei hadn’t contacted her at all.

She wondered if Gao Wushan could have taken Long Fei’s phone?

Without a phone, everyone couldn’t get in touch, and if there was a problem, they wouldn’t be able to communicate immediately, right?

As her thoughts multiplied, she couldn’t fall asleep, so she simply went to the balcony and stood outside, hugging her arms and catching the cool breeze.

Clad in a little black tank top and sports shorts, her figure looked toned and stunning.

Her reputation as the beauty of the art department had already spread throughout Binhai University.

Every day, the gap under the door of her dorm room was packed with love letters and various small gifts.

If not for the mission at hand, she really would have liked to fully enjoy her college life.

Momentarily, her vision blurred, and she seemed to see a small white bird flying towards her.

In the middle of the night, the sudden appearance of such a thing startled her into stepping backward instinctively.

As the thing flew closer, fluttering its wings, it hovered in front of her eyes.

She saw clearly now, this was no illusion - damn, it was actually a white paper crane!

Ding Xue broke into a sweat, looking as if she’s seen a ghost, and with trembling hands reached out.

The paper crane descended, landing in the palm of her hand.

She hurriedly opened it and saw a neat line of small text, "Hey, beautiful, surprise or not, delightful or not? From now on, let’s communicate using this. Just write your command on it, fold it back, and throw it out. Don’t fall for me, I’m just that handsome."

Ding Xue couldn’t help but let out a snort of laughter, her heart filling with excitement, and pouted as she muttered, "Show-off."

She picked up a pen and quickly wrote back, "Take care of yourself and keep following the target. There’s more than one rabbit hole."

She folded the crane back into shape as per the creases and with a flick of her hand, tossed it into the air.

The paper crane truly fluttered its wings and flew off, making her stare in astonishment, her heart nearly melting.

Being an undercover agent was turning out to be so romantic; it was almost lethal!

Biting her lip, she didn’t go back to bed until the paper crane was out of sight, Long Fei’s image filling her mind, taking a long time to calm her thoughts.

The next morning, Gao Wushan called over Little Mustache from the day before and asked, "Was there any signal fluctuation last night?"

Little Mustache shook his head.

Gao Wushan nodded and dismissed him.

Then he went over and knocked on the door. Silly Biao stretched and opened the door, frowning at the sight of him, "Fifth Master, you’re up so early?"

Gao Wushan said, "Get Long Fei up. I’m taking you out to relax a bit."

"Okay!"

Silly Biao grinned excitedly, rushing back to nudge Long Fei and dragging him out of bed.

There weren’t many good places in Spiritual Mountain County, but the Temple of Spiritual Mountain was one.

This Spiritual Mountain was not that Spiritual Mountain, yet relying on the name, the temple’s incense offerings flourished, standing for over a thousand years without faltering.

Nowadays, the temple sat atop the western mountain of Spiritual Mountain County, spanning over a hundred acres.

On holidays, many from Binhai City would specifically come to offer incense and pray for blessings.

Every time Gao Wushan visited, he made sure to offer incense at the temple.

All along the way, Long Fei and Silly Biao chatted, one discussing women, the other chicken.

They had thought Gao Wushan would take them out for some fun, only to end up in the temple posing as worshippers.

The Daxiong Treasure Hall of the temple was the main hall.

Today, not being a special occasion, the crowd was sparse.

After entering, the abbot of the temple personally greeted Gao Wushan, seeming very familiar with him, and with palms together, said, "Benefactor Gao, you’ve come."

Gao Wushan also pressed his palms together in response, kneeling on a cushion in front of the Sakyamuni statue and closing his eyes.

Long Fei and Silly Biao, like two henchmen, stood outside the door wearing sunglasses, boredly looking around.

Peeking inside, Long Fei thought that when people do many guilty things, they tend to turn to ghosts and Buddhas for solace - Gao Wushan was no exception.

He was perfectly fine being a professor, yet he just had to follow others into dealing drugs.

Now look where he’s gotten himself, there’s no turning back from the path he’s chosen; he can only keep going down this dark road.

At that moment, Silly Biao nudged him and pointed to the side, whispering excitedly, "Brother Long, look quick, a beauty!"

Long Fei turned his head and saw a young nun in a monk’s robe, holding a copper basin, running towards them.

On seeing them, her eyes darted away timidly, and she blushed and entered the great hall.

"Damn, there’s actually such a character in this little temple?"

Long Fei’s hand rested on Silly Biao’s shoulder; true to his undercover identity, he behaved like a complete hooligan.

It wasn’t just a compliment; this little nun was honestly quite pretty.

She was only eighteen, with rosy lips and pearly teeth.

She had eyes shaped like silkworms and a face like a melon seed, with skin extremely pale.

Although her head was devoid of hair, it somehow added a unique charm to her look.

Silly Biao chuckled and said, "She’s the only one, goes by the name Fengling. I see her every time I come. The old monk is really lucky, having a young nun serving him exclusively."

Gao Wushan seemed to overhear their conversation and glared back at them.

Silly Biao immediately closed his mouth, not daring to utter another word.

The old monk was completely focused, using a willow branch to sprinkle water from the copper basin onto Gao Wushan’s body.

In the Buddhist Sect, this is called cleansing the body.

It’s said to dispel bad luck, but it’s really just psychological comfort for the laypeople.

After that simple ritual, Gao Wushan had Silly Biao offer up a hundred thousand in donations.

A stack of banknotes was placed into the Merit Box.

Long Fei watched, his eyes wide, thinking to himself with such speed in making money, why bother with drug trafficking in the future? Just build a temple, get some folks to dress as monks, and collect donations.

As the young nun came out, Silly Biao gestured to Long Fei and stuck out his leg. freёwebnoѵel.com

Long Fei frowned, thinking this kid must be out of his mind; yet, he wasn’t silly at all when it came to teasing nuns.

The young nun didn’t notice and stumbled over his foot, almost toppling forward while carrying the basin.

At the critical moment, Long Fei grabbed her wrist and, holding her slender waist, twirled her on the spot, catching her in his arms.

She stood with the basin in her hands, looking up at Long Fei with wide eyes.

The copper basin clattered to the ground, startling the abbot, the monk, and Gao Wushan all at once.

Long Fei hurriedly let go of the young nun, straightened his clothes, and tried to look serious.

The young nun’s face flushed all the way down to her neck as she picked up the basin and quickly scampered away.

The monks inside glared at Long Fei but held back from insulting him since he was associated with Gao Wushan.

Silly Biao, barely holding back a mischievous smile, gave Long Fei a thumbs-up.

He was utterly impressed by Long Fei, not expecting the boss to even dare flirt with a nun; he was indeed a role model for all.

When Gao Wushan came out, he shook his head at Long Fei and, with a stern look, led him and Silly Biao away.

After the three got into the car, Silly Biao burst into laughter.

Long Fei couldn’t help but chuckle and hastily defended himself to Gao Wushan, "Fifth Master, it was all Silly Biao’s fault. I was just trying to save her."

"This is a holy land of the Buddhist Sect. Can’t you behave with a little bit of dignity?"

Gao Wushan was truly at a loss for words with them.

Silly Biao chuckled and fell silent along with Long Fei as they drove down the mountain.

On the road, they brushed past a black Mercedes.

Inside the Mercedes, a young man was tied up, his head banging against the car window.

A rope was wrapped around his mouth, cutting into the corners until they bled.

A middle-aged man in the front kept comforting him, "Xudong, just hold on a little longer. The abbot of this temple is said to be highly knowledgeable in Buddhist law, he will surely be able to save you."

The young man’s eyes were filled with blood, he whined and shook his head, a picture of utter despair.

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