C55 (1/2)

Hearing this, Xiao Fugui also laughed involuntarily. Only a naughty girl like Jin Weiwei could think of such a nickname, but it was really fitting. This fat monk really did look like a round ball.

”What are you laughing about?” Jin Weiwei didn't care if it was funny or not. What she was more concerned about was her money. ”Tell me quickly, how did my money get cheated?”

The fat monk rubbed his head, pointed at Jin Dabao who was unconscious on the ground and said, ”Isn't it just you, father, who smuggled all the silver you dug out last year away? ”I don't think he left you a single silver tael.”

The silver from last year?

The more Jin Weiwei heard, the more confused she became. From what the fat monk said, the money in the tree pit wasn't the first money that was dug out. There used to be similar money, and it should all belong to her.

”Where did you get all this silver?” Who gave it to me? ” Jin Weiwei had doubts in her heart and could not help but ask.

The fat monk smiled and did not answer Jin Weiwei's question. Instead, he praised the Amitabha Buddha before turning around and flying away.

”You still haven't answered my question, come back quickly.”

Jin Weiwei saw the fat monk flash a few times before her eyes and disappear. She stomped her feet in anxiety, and then looked at the little rich man standing beside her with an indifferent expression, as if this matter had nothing to do with her.

”Why are you still standing there like a piece of wood? Hurry up and go chase that fat monk back to me.” Jin Weiwei twisted his arm.

Xiao Fugui frowned from the pain, ”His qinggong is so powerful, I can't catch up.”

”Hmph, I usually see you as someone very powerful, but I never thought that you would be terrified at such a crucial moment.” Jin Weiwei pursed her lips.

In fact, she could see that this fat monk was definitely not an ordinary person. Ordinary people definitely wouldn't be able to catch up to him, but she could only watch helplessly as he left in such a sorry state.

”What do we do now?” Jin Weiwei asked with a thick stack of banknotes in her hand, her face full of shock.

”The silver notes are taken away, the silver is transferred and hidden elsewhere.”

The little rich kid decisively took out all the silver from the tree hole and then ran to another cypress tree not far away to dig a hole and bury the money inside it.

”Should I mark them? No matter how I look at them, these trees look exactly the same.” Jin Weiwei looked left and right, feeling that the surrounding trees were about the same. She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to find this tree the next time she came here.

Hearing her words, the child shook his head helplessly. ”I remember that it was fine.”

”What's the use of you remembering? What if I pick it up myself?” It wasn't that she didn't trust little rich boy, but that she didn't know of such a large sum of money being buried here. It was one thing, but now that she knew, she would inevitably worry about it.

The little rich kid could not stand her at all. He saw a small tree that was as thick as a bowl's mouth right next to the cypress tree. He walked over and with just three palm strikes, broke the tree.

Jin Weiwei looked at the broken branches of the tree and memorized what had happened.

”Why isn't he awake yet?” Jin Weiwei kicked the unconscious Jin Dabao on the ground.

Xiao Fugui stepped forward and checked, ”I think we'll have to wait for a while.”

Jin Weiwei couldn't help but roll her eyes. She didn't have the patience to wait here, but she didn't want to leave Jin Dabao here alone to avoid any problems. After all, she still had four hundred taels of silver buried here.