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Jin Weiwei finds the fat monk’s question more and more strange. He even asks her about Jin Dabao directly. There must be some relation between them.

"What do you ask him for?" Jin Weiwei doesn't get angry and says, "There’s no difference for him to be alive or dead."

The fat monk is stunned by Jin Weiwei's words, and then laughs: "You are right, there’s no difference."

After that, he walks around Jin Weiwei, looks at her up and down again carefully, touches his fleshy head and says:

"It’s only a year since, and you have no changes on your appearance, but how could you become so different?"

"You know me?" When Jin Weiwei hears the fat monk’s words, she is very puzzled. The fat monk looks so distinctive, and if she had seen him before, she would not have forgotten him.

The fat monk doesn't answer Jin Weiwei's words, but suddenly gives a pop on Jin Weiwei's forehead.

"Ouch! Are you OK? You fat ass! "

The fat monk pops heavily on her. Jin Weiwei can't help but cry with pain.

"Tut tut Tut, it's really different. You can even swear at me now! It seems that your silly illness has been cured. " The fat monk smiles more happily. His eyes, which are originally small, can hardly be seen when he smiles.

"I can not only scold people, but also beat them, especially the fat ass like you!"

Jin Weiwei is so angry and prepares to beat him up.

However, the fat monk is not afraid, but moves even closer to Jin Weiwei, grabs her arm, and says loudly: "Since your ill has been heal and are not stupid now, there are something I want to give you!"

"Hey, hey, what are you doing with me? Let me go, Little Rich. Help me." Jin Weiwei is grabbed by the fat monk and couldn't get away.

In fact, Little Rich, who observes aside, thinks the fat monk is very strange. His words seem to have no connections, and he looks insane. But one thing is sure that the fat monk has no malice to Jin Weiwei, and he seems to know some secrets related to Jin Weiwei. Therefore, Little Rich does not intervene but watch quietly.

"Come with me." The fat monk tugs Jin Weiwei and takes her away.

"Where are you going? Slow down, slow down. " Jin Weiwei has no choice but to follow him running towards the back mountain.

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Seeing this, Little Rich quickly follows them closely, and leaves the temple with them together.

Soon, the three arrive at the back mountain of the temple. There is a lush grove. The fat monk leads Jin Weiwei turning left and right in the grove, and soon walks into the depths of the woods.

"Well? That man seems to be Jin Dabao. " Jin Weiwei suddenly finds a man standing in front of a pine tree. Seen from the back, he seems to be her father, Jin Dabao.

Why does he come here?

Before Jin Weiwei has time to react, the fat monk beside her jumps from the ground. His fat and clumsy body is light like a feather. He rises and falls behind Jin Dabao without a sound. Then he raises his hand like a knife and flicks it gently, just hitting Jin Dabao's back neck.

Jin Dabao, without any attention, suddenly softens like a pile of mud, and collapses to the ground.

"Wow, this fat monk is really powerful." Jin Weiwei expresses her admiration. She doesn’t expect that this ‘round ball’ is actually a martial arts expert.

When Little Rich sees the fat monk’s lightness skill, he is quite surprised. At the very beginning, he just thinks the fat monk is an unruly monk. Now that he knows this fat monk is a hidden expert. Just judging by his lightness skill, Little Rich knows that he is definitely not the fat monk’s opponent.

Why does such a martial arts expert take Jin Weiwei to this wild forest?

Thinking of this, Little Rich unconsciously increases his vigilance, quietly moves closer to Jin Weiwei, shortening the distance between them.

When they walk to the pine tree, the fat monk has already dragged Jin Dabao aside, fearing his hindrance.

"Here, these are yours." The fat monk points to a place under the pine tree that has been dug up when Jin Weiwei comes over.

What's that?

Jin Weiwei follows the fat monk's hand and looks. She is suddenly stunned.

In this small tree pit, beside a pile of neat silver, there is a rusty iron case. The case, with a thick stack of silver tickets in, may be opened by Jin Dabao.

This tree pit is actually a cornucopia!

Looking at this large amount of money, Jin Weiwei is very excited and asks: "What did you say just now? These are all mine? "

"That's right. There should be all together one thousand liang silver. All the money belongs to you now." Says the fat monk, bending over and taking out all the silver tickets in the box, patting off the grass leaves on the box and handing them to Jin Weiwei.

"You give me all this money?!" Jin Weiwei shows an unbelievable appearance. How could she become so lucky?

Though she feels greatly surprised, Jin cannot refuse such a large amount of money. She does not hesitate and takes the silver tickets from the fat monk.

"You keep these silver tickets and this pile of silver well. Let your husband help you move them back." The fat monk looks at Little Rich with a smile in his eyes.

"Well, don't worry. I'll take these silver well." Jin Weiwei is really happy. She counts the silver tickets in her hand, which is as much as six hundred Liang. Then she looks at the amount of silver left in the tree pit. It seems that the fat monk doesn’t lie to her about the account.

"Well, well. If you could cure your illness two years earlier, you would not let this bastard get so much money." The fat monk looks at Jin Weiwei, who is counting the silver tickets with her eyes shining. He sighs: "What a pity, what a pity."

What do you mean by that? Who gets my money?

Hearing this, Jin Weiwei immediately becomes highly sensitive and asks, "Hey, round ball, what do you mean?"

Round ball?

When the fat monk hears Jin Weiwei call him like this, he first widens his eyes, and then immediately laughs: "Round ball? Ha ha, it's interesting. It's a very interesting name."