Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 2883 You two really need to do it yourself!
Jian Junxi didn't say anything, just knelt down and picked them up one by one.

Wen Hao bent down, Yan Rongliang immediately grabbed his arm, and said in a deep voice, "Go and entertain the two eminent monks."

"Oh, yes, two masters, this way please." Wen Hao didn't think too much, and stretched out his right hand with a smile.

"Amitabha, thank you benefactor..." Hongye clasped his hands together and politely sat down on the opposite sofa.

"You are too polite." As soon as Wen Hao finished speaking, the old man began to close his eyes and rest, but Ling Kong sat beside him, watching them quietly, neither talking nor disturbing.

"Master, it's done." Yan Rongliang put the documents he picked up on the table upside down, with the blank pages facing up, expressing that he didn't read a single word.

"Thank you!" Jian Junxi glanced at him lightly, and he must understand the deep meaning in it!

Yan Rongliang suddenly lowered his head and said tremblingly, "No...no."

Jian Junxi has a habit that very few people know about.

I used to use a dark black pen to sign the extremely important documents. If she hadn't taken it out on her own initiative, no one would be able to read it, and whoever saw it would die!

He also killed a person for this, Yan Rongliang saw it with his own eyes, so when he saw the dark handwriting, his heart rose to his throat, and he really didn't dare to read a single word...

"Master, you..." Are you really planning to become a monk again?

Wen Hao really wanted to ask this question, but he held back after receiving Yan Rongliang's warning eyes.

Jian Junxi took out the shredder and asked while shredding the documents on the desk: "What's the matter?"

"No...just asking if you have anything to do with us?" Wen Hao changed the subject.

"Well, there are a few things that you two really need to do yourself!" Jian Junxi picked up a few pieces of paper and stuffed them into the shredder.

"Okay, you say it!" "You say it!" The two replied in unison.

After a while of "呵呵", Jian Junxi cleared his throat and said: "First of all, Hui Modu carved tombstones for Jian Junxi's family of three. It is best to choose a remote location. It is my fault for ruining their reputation. I will wait for the re-burial." When it’s time, apologize for me at their graves, and hope to get their understanding.”

"Okay." The two nodded in agreement.

Jian Junxi took a deep breath and continued: "Take time to go back to my hometown, rebuild the tomb of my adoptive father Yang Tianao, and...

Go to see my second uncle for me, tell him that I am doing well, but I don’t have time to go back, please don’t miss me any more, if their husband and wife seem to be divorced, you can buy a house in the city and keep another sum Money for his retirement..."

"Okay!" Yan Rongliang had just been to that place, and remembering the strangeness in front of the grave, a layer of goose bumps suddenly appeared on his body.

Jian Junxi paused for a moment, took out a pen from the pen holder, wrote down an address, handed it in mid-air, and continued: "Send my parents' ashes to this place for burial."

"Ah..." Yan Rongliang was stunned, after all, he just came down from the mountain.

Wen Hao took the note, looked at the address on it, and frowned more and more.

"During their lifetime, I did not show any filial piety. After a hundred years of sleep, I will never allow anyone to disturb them again, let alone turn back on the road of cultivation. I hope you two will not disappoint my trust. .”

Jian Junxi's face was surprisingly calm, as if all her hatred had been burned into ashes, and the ashes were scattered by the wind, and there was no trace of hatred left.

"Yes, I understand. I swear to you with my life that I will definitely complete the task you entrusted to me." Yan Rongliang promised with tears in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)