22 Chapter 22 (Three in One

◎I have a friend who dug up his family's ancestral grave◎

[Fang Fang Lielie exits the live broadcast room]

[Fang Fang Lielie enters the live broadcast room]

Fang Fang Lielie: [9958 You're dead! ]

Administrator 9958: [ovo]

[Admin 9958 Bonus -1000]

[Admin 9958 will be fired tomorrow for stepping into the company with his left foot.]

The second round of lottery is in full swing.

【bite--】

[Congratulations to the lucky viewer with ID 方方Ｌｅｌｅ for winning this online prize! ]

【？ 】

【There is something fishy going on! 】

【Absolutely shady! 】

【I want to report the platform's behind-the-scenes operations! 】

A series of square ID avatars popped up, splitting the screen in two.

"Hiss..." Fang Lie took a breath, "I'm so sorry."

"Well, I'm so handsome, and I'm so lucky too? How about I give this opportunity to you guys?"

Qianyang: “…”

I don't know why, but I really want to kick him off.

【……】

【You bastard.】

[Fuck you!]

[I'm so mad! Who asked you to give in? ]

【I really deserve a beating.】

The next moment, Fang Lie turned on the camera of his mobile phone.

He had a head of pink hair and was reclining on the sofa. He cockily tossed his bangs twice and sighed, "Since you don't need it, I'll ask a question reluctantly so as not to break the rules."

[Fang Fang Lielie rewards anchor Qianyang's five fruit gardens]

[I admit you have a handsome face, but that doesn't stop me from wanting to get through the screen and kick you.]

[You know, this is the first time I'm not attracted by a handsome face.]

[My brother is awesome. Here's my account number. Just transfer 500 to me.]

[Brother, they all bully you. Unlike me, I only care about whether you can spend all the money you earn.]

Qian Yang curled his lips and said reluctantly, "What do you want to ask?"

Fang Lie coughed lightly and said dissatisfiedly, "After all, I'm your boss. Pay attention to your expression, okay?"

"Boss? Hello, boss?" Yang Mao came up to the screen and greeted him. "Wow! Boss, you look so dazzling and handsome today!"

Fang Lie raised his chin. "You have good taste."

Qianyang glanced at his apprentice with disdain and silently distanced himself from him.

[Big Brother is a master at flattering.]

【Heaven's chosen one! 】

[Master, please expel him from the sect and let me be the senior disciple.]

[Upstairs, your abacus beads fell on my face]

Qianyang nodded, "I'll think about it."

"Hey! Master, don't listen to their nonsense!"

Fang Lie glanced off the screen, coughed twice, and said, "Alright, alright, enough joking. I do have something I'd like to ask Master Qianyang."

Qian Yang nodded and asked, "What's the matter?"

Fang Lie lowered his voice and said, "I have a friend who dug up his family's ancestral grave. Can he be saved?"

【？ 】

Good guy.

[Boss, did you dig up your ancestral grave? ]

[Holy crap! The online joke has come to life!]

Fang Lie frowned and said, "It's not me, it's a friend of mine."

Qian Yang looked surprised and asked, "Have you asked for the opinions of our ancestors?"

"No."

“How many were dug?”

"Nineteen."

Qian Yang frowned slightly and said, "Digging one is already a serious offense, but nineteen... the evil deeds would be too much for ordinary people to bear, and would definitely bring disaster to future generations."

Fang Lie waved his hand. "That's fine. He probably won't have any offspring."

Qian Yang asked, "It sounds like he knows he's going to get his comeuppance. What grudge does he have against his family that would warrant such a course of action?"

There are many undercurrent rules in the world.

Ancestors are the founders of a family bloodline. As inheritors, descendants must enjoy their blessings as well as bear their consequences.

The grave is the resting place of the body. Even after the soul enters reincarnation, it still leaves behind its blessings and curses, and is worshipped and revered by future generations. If there is any disrespect, the descendants will suffer the consequences through the bloodline.

Unfortunately, his friend dug not just one or two graves, but nineteen in total, probably all the graves of this family's bloodline.

What kind of hatred would make him willing to bear all the consequences and let this family bloodline have no peace?

Hearing this, Fang Lie fell silent.

【The atmosphere suddenly became very solemn.】

[Ah... digging up nineteen ancestral graves? Your friend is courting death!]

[Ancestor's graves shouldn't be dug up lightly.]

A family in our village wanted to build a building and relocated their ancestral grave. Two weeks later, the family of four was in a car accident and broke several legs. They all said their ancestors had mercy, otherwise no one would have survived.

Fang Lie was silent for a while, then asked, "Master Qianyang, can you save him?"

Unconsciously, his tone had become respectful.

Qian Yang pondered for a moment and did not give a direct answer. Instead, he said, "Since he knew he would be punished, if he stopped in time, he might have a chance of survival."

Fang Lie lowered his eyes, his tone somewhat lamenting, "He won't stop."

Qian Yang said: "If you do evil, you must follow the laws of nature and bear the consequences."

Fang Lie's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if touched by her words, and he whispered in defense: "But, he is not wrong."

Qian Yang said, "It's not for us to judge whether he's right or wrong. Please advise him on my behalf that it's not too late to turn back."

Fang Lie sighed almost inaudibly, "I can't persuade him."

[No matter what, digging up one's own ancestral grave is excessive.]

【Since he won't stop, no one can save him.】

[I'm curious, what kind of grudge is this? Even though I know there will be retribution, I still insist on going my own way.]

[Even if there's hatred or resentment, it won't cause unrest for the entire family, right?]

【Don’t teach others to be good without experiencing their suffering.】

Fang Lie asked, "Master Qianyang, is he definitely going to die?"

Qian Yang nodded: "Yes, he will definitely die."

"……Thanks."

After receiving her answer, Fang Lie's mood dropped visibly.

After a few quick polite words, Fang Lie ended the connection.

After the two rounds of lottery draws, Qianyang chatted with the audience in the live broadcast room about some Taoist taboos. Near noon, the morning live broadcast ended.

"Master, the man he's talking about couldn't be Qing Ning's real financial sponsor, his cousin, Song Yunli, right?"

After the live broadcast ended, Yang Mao couldn't wait to ask.

Qian Yang looked a little serious and said, "I don't know."

Qian Yang then added, "If his friend is Song Yunli, he should be hiding something, not just digging up his ancestors' graves."

Hearing this, Yang Mao gasped, "So, Song Yunli's condition is even more serious than that friend he mentioned?"

Qian Yang nodded and said, "Yeah."

"What on earth did he do? Even my junior sister doesn't dare to get close to him."

Qianyang shook his head, "I don't know."

"Master, if it were you, could you save him?"

Qian Yang pondered for a few seconds and said, "Extraordinary means, yes. However, I have no reason to save him, even if he is good-looking."

Yang Mao: “…”

When talking about Song Yunli, the word "good-looking" comes up every three sentences. It turns out that the master is really a super face control!

For the next period of time, Qianyang will continue to broadcast live every day, connect with fans through rewards, and answer questions.

Traffic in the live broadcast room increased rapidly, as if it had attracted all the viewers in the metaphysics area of the platform. The number of viewers for each live broadcast was over 200,000, and continued to rise, reaching a peak of 400,000 views in one night!

Her backstage fans have exceeded 400,000, and the Qingning Live APP has topped the download list during the week. The platform's popularity has been greatly improved because of her!

The platform took advantage of the situation to launch small anchors from other regions, and they gained considerable fame on other sites.

Although Qingning cannot compare with other big platforms such as Shark and Little Moon, it has become a live broadcast platform in central China, attracting many small anchors from other sites to join, and it is hotly discussed on social platforms.

After the news of Qianyang officially signing a contract with the Qingning platform spread, other platforms no longer asked her about it.

In order to increase her popularity, Yang Mao registered accounts for her on other non-live streaming social and video platforms.

Yang Mao is specifically responsible for managing her accounts and doing some behind-the-scenes work.

"Master, your fans on a certain website are even higher than those on Qingning Live." Yang Mao couldn't help but sigh while holding his phone.

Qianyang sat cross-legged on the floor, holding in her arms the big goose that was especially good at laying eggs that Aunt Liu from the square had given her.

The big goose has been unable to eat recently and is in a listless state. It often lies alone on the small balcony outside the kitchen.

Qianyang replied nonchalantly, "Really?"

Yang Mao straightened up, glanced at her, and asked, "Master, what are you doing?"

Qian Yang said without even looking up, "Let me see if there's anything wrong with it."

Yang Mao said casually, "Since you don't like goose eggs, why not just kill it and eat it?"

Qianyang refused without thinking, "No."

"Why?" Yang Mao looked puzzled.

"Master is not an ordinary person, he is full of spiritual energy and has strong luck."

Seeing her praising him expressionlessly, Yang Mao touched the tip of his nose and asked, "Master, what next?"

"If a living creature stays around me for too long, it will easily develop intelligence. Killing it at this time may result in bad karma."

Qianyang checked the goose's body over and over, but couldn't find any cause. He couldn't help but sigh and muttered, "Is there something wrong with his mind?"

If it has intelligence and cannot be killed for its meat, then isn't that just like raising a pet?

Yang Mao said thoughtfully, "Master, do you think it's depressed because it stays on the small balcony over by the kitchen all day?"

"Depressed?" Qian Yang looked up, confused. "Then what should we do? Should we listen to the Heart Sutra?"

Yang Mao said, "I heard them say that some pets need to be taken out for some fresh air every day."

"Oh..." Qianyang nodded, not quite understanding. "I used to have pets. They seemed to hunt in the mountains every day."

"Master, let's take it out for a walk."

"OK."

Yang Mao took out a leash from somewhere and put it on the goose.

"Let's go."

The listless goose became energetic as soon as it went out. It ran to the grass by the roadside and started eating insects happily, not even bothering to glance at Qianyang and the others.

Yang Mao held the rope and kicked the goose lightly with his toes. The goose paused, glanced at him, let out a "goose" sound, and walked away.

Yang Mao was amused and said, "It really is depressed."

Passersby looked at them with curiosity, after all, few people kept a goose as a pet.

"Disciple, there are grilled sausages over there, do you want to eat some?" Qian Yang looked at the sizzling and greasy roadside stall not far away and swallowed his saliva.

“I want to eat!”

Qianyang ran over quickly.

After coming down the mountain, Qianyang’s favorite thing was the various kinds of delicious food, which was simply irresistible.

Afterwards, they took the goose for a walk around the neighborhood and came to a high school.

Yang Mao said, "My sister Yang Wei goes to school here."

Come to think of it, Qianyang never asked him about his family.

"Where are your other relatives?"

In all the time they had known each other, Qian Yang had almost only heard him mention his sister.

Yang Mao was slightly startled, then he jokingly said, "Master, can't you figure it out?"

Qian Yang shook his head and said, "I won't easily tell fortunes for people around me."

Yang Mao was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Our parents died early, so we're staying at my uncle's house."

"After I went to college, I ran away with Yang Wei."

Yang Mao did not say much about the details.

Qian Yang naturally wouldn't ask any further questions.

However, the sadness that the brother and sister, whose parents died early, felt when they had to stay in someone else's home can be easily imagined.

Otherwise, Yang Mao would not live here alone with his sister.

They didn't disturb Yang Wei, just walked around the school gate twice and then went back.

On the way, Yang Mao took the initiative to bring up this matter.

"Yang Wei was still in junior high school when she left home. I went to school and worked part-time, so the two of us stayed in Taihang City."

Qian Yang nodded and said, "Then you must be having a hard time, right?"

Yang Mao smiled and said, "It's actually not that bad! At that time, I met a roommate whose family was quite wealthy and had opened several cake shops. Yang Wei and I would go over to help out whenever we had time. With his help, we managed to get by, and life was pretty easy."

Hearing this, Qian Yang nodded, "That's good."

"Yang Wei was quite naughty when she was young, but after coming out with me, her personality became much more restrained. However, we have no relatives here, and some of her classmates at school looked down on her because of this. Over time, our relationship deteriorated."

"Actually, before she met Master, Yang Wei would come to my place every weekend, so I have some of her clothes at home."

Qian Yang understood and said, "I see. How are things going with the house?"

Yang Mao said: "There is no particularly suitable one at the moment."

"All right."

There were probably not many opportunities to talk about these things, so Yang Mao talked a lot.

"I had planned to find a good job after graduating from university and bring her over. However, the overall environment is not good now. I've looked into all the jobs in my major and outside of it, and those good jobs basically get cut before the internship period... I don't dare to go too far, for fear that Yang Wei will be bullied here alone." Yang Mao said it in a very relaxed tone, but no one knew what he was feeling at the time.

I guess it must be very painful.

Qianyang turned his head to look at him and found that although he was smiling and pretending to be relaxed, there was a hint of bitterness in his eyes.

Qianyang paused. Yang Mao was taller than her. She raised her head, reached out and ruffled his hair, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. Now you have a master."

Yang Mao was stunned for a moment, then immediately lowered his head, as if deliberately hiding something, his nose trembling slightly, "Don't touch my head, it's all messed up."

"Oh..." Qian Yang took his hand back, "Go and book a house in the next two days, and then bring Yang Wei over."

"good."

Yang Mao doesn't need to spend too much time to manage his account, and since he has taught himself editing, he is very adept at it.

While Qianyang was live streaming every day, he was looking for houses everywhere. Finally, in the second week, he found a four-bedroom apartment with a good location, good decoration, and convenient transportation. The monthly rent was just over 2,000 yuan, so he paid the deposit and moved in the next week.

As for why the price was so low, Qianyang didn't ask any further questions.

Yang Mao felt that there was no problem, so there should be no problem.

In addition, Yang Mao has other plans.

"Master, I recently received a pretty good job opportunity and I want to give it a try."

That night, Yang Mao spoke to her very seriously.

Qian Yang asked, "Don't you want to go out to work?"

Yang Mao said seriously, "With you here, I don't have to rush to find a job, but operating the account doesn't need to take up all my time. Yang Wei won't be living on campus next week, and I can't let you support both of us. This job opportunity is pretty good, the salary is good, and the working hours are suitable. I want to give it a try."

Yang Mao smiled shyly, "Master, I really need a suitable job."

Qianyang didn't have any opinion on this. It was not impossible for Yang Mao to stop working and continue studying with her.

However, seeing the way his eyes lit up when he mentioned this job, it seemed that he really liked it. Qianyang didn't say anything. He could learn anytime anyway.

The next day, Yang Mao changed into formal clothes, dressed himself up, and went out for the interview happily.

During the live broadcast, the audience also took the initiative to ask him about it.

[Where's the eldest brother? Why haven't I seen him these past two days?]

[I actually miss my elder brother's face.]

Qian Yang explained, "He's been looking for a house these past two days, and we can't live in this house."

【Change house?】

Our senior brother slept on the sofa for a month. He felt so wronged.

【Then we will have a live broadcast of the new house. 】

【Have you decided on a house?】

Qian Yang said, "It's settled. I've rented a four-bedroom apartment and will move in next week."

[Four-bedroom apartment? You two are living in four rooms?]

[Can you sleep well? If not, I can come over and sleep with you guys (starry eyes)]

[Hey! Your abacus beads hit my face!]

Why rent a four-bedroom apartment?

"My apprentice has a younger sister who will move in in a couple of days. As for the remaining room, I'll give it to her."

【???】

Junior Sister? ?

[No, it’s not my turn now since Second Junior Brother has already taken over?]

[Who is Junior Sister? Why don't you come out and say hello?]

[Fuck! What right does the eldest brother have to live in the same room with three little sisters?]

Qian Yang said: "...She is shy."

[Wait...could Second Junior Sister be a ghost sister?]

[Yes! And there's a ghost sister.]

[Why don't you rent a room for the ghost girl?]

【Oh my god, what a loving master. 】

Qian Yang frowned, and said righteously, "Don't talk nonsense. There can't be any little ghosts around me. Absolutely not! Remember?"

[Okay, okay, remember this!]

[Okay, okay, no, no, okay? ]

【(Speech dissatisfaction with body integrity)】

【Forget it, don't expose them. 】

【It's just a favor! I'll give it to you! 】

…

[The house has been decided, why isn't Big Brother here today? ]

Qian Yang said, "He went out for an interview."

[Hmm? It's the weekend, do you have any company interviews?]

"Big Brother, are you still looking for a job? If it were me, I'd cling to Master's leg."

Qianyang did not continue to interact and chat with them, but started today's live broadcast.

When the live broadcast ended in the morning, Yang Mao still hadn't returned.

At noon, Qianyang heated up the leftovers for himself. After a one and a half hour lunch break, Qianyang started the second round of live broadcast.

Good afternoon, host!

[Hahaha, I was checking the posts at noon today, and Qingsi lost nearly 100,000 followers, and the traffic in the live broadcast room is only 20,000 to 30,000.]

[I am dying of laughter. His fans are afraid to shout now.]

【It’s so cool! 】

…

【Have you noticed a strange phenomenon? 】

[Mutual Learning Zone streamers basically don't dare to mention Qian Yang anymore.]

[Qian Yang's words caused Qing Si to lose so many fans. Other anchors wouldn't dare to get involved.]

[The anchor is really good at attracting hatred. There are many eyes watching him privately.]

The streamer became popular so quickly that it boosted the entire platform's development. Those in the industry must be envious.

[Anchor, you should be careful recently. A tall tree attracts the wind.]

Qianyang glanced at the barrage of comments but didn't take it seriously.

By the evening, the live broadcast room was still very popular, and everyone liked the metaphysical tips shared by Qianyang.

[Host, did you encounter any difficulties when learning psychic communication?]

I've read some psychic tutorials and want to give it a try on my own.

Qian Yang replied, "I don't know. Let's ask him when he comes back."

[Is Senior Brother not back yet? It’s already 7pm!]

【Why is the interview taking so long? 】

What is he doing?

I haven't seen him all day, and I'm still a little uncomfortable.

Qianyang glanced at the sky outside the window. The sun had already set and the sky was dark.

In fact, after waking up in the afternoon, Qianyang had a bad feeling.

However, the phone she used for live streaming did not have any other social software, and she usually did not bring her phone with her when she went out. She had never contacted Yang Mao by phone. There was only one number in her address book that Yang Mao had long deactivated, so she could not contact Yang Mao.

She couldn't contact Yang Mao, let alone anyone else.

Before leaving, Yang Mao told her that he might be delayed for some time, but he didn't expect that he would be delayed for so long that he wouldn't be home until evening.

[You haven't been back for so long, is there anything wrong? ]

[Oh my god! There are more than one or two people who are jealous of the streamer's traffic recently. Please don't let it be...]

Qianyang frowned. She was not being polite when she said that she couldn't easily tell fortunes for people around her.

Yang Mao is her apprentice, which means she has become a part of his cause and effect. If he acts rashly, there might be deviations and an unmanageable situation.

It didn't have much impact on Qianyang himself, but it had a huge impact on Yang Mao.

It is indeed a bit abnormal that Yang Mao has not been home for such a long time.

“Dongdong——”

“Dongdongdong——”

The discussion in the live broadcast room was heated when someone suddenly knocked on Qianyang's door.

The man knocked very hard and the sound was so rapid that it could be considered as banging on the door.

【Big Brother is back? 】

【Finally back! 】

Qian Yang sat up from the sofa and shook his head: "It's not him."

[What the hell?!]

[The knock on the door sounds like someone with bad intentions! ]

[Anchor, please don't open the door! ]

How scary!

Qianyang ignored the concerns of the audience in the live broadcast room and slowly walked behind the door with his mobile phone.

Judging from the smell, there should be only one person outside the door.

Unless the other party holds the "truth" in his hand, it is basically impossible to hurt Qianyang.

Qianyang unlocked the door and the knocking stopped abruptly.

"elder brother……"

A girl of about seventeen or eighteen was standing at the door. She was wearing a simple coat and was panting. When she saw the door open, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who are you?"

When the girl found out that the person who opened the door was not Yang Mao, her face suddenly changed and she looked anxious again, "Where's my brother? Where's Yang Mao? Where is he?!"

Qianyang's fingers gripping the door handle tightened slightly, and the ominous premonition in his heart was instantly pushed to the peak.

"Yang Wei?"

The girl was stunned for a moment. "You know me? Where's my brother? He went out for an interview today and I can't contact him at all this afternoon! Is he home?"

Qianyang tightened his lips and said, "He hasn't come back yet."

Yang Wei's eyes suddenly turned red. She didn't care about Qian Yang and rushed into the room, searching everywhere.

"elder brother!"

"elder brother?!"

She searched the entire house and finally stood in the living room in a panic, her eyes red. "Have you contacted my brother? He would never do this..."

"Give me your phone." Qian Yang said in a deep voice.

Yang Wei handed her the phone she was holding so hot that it burned hot, and said in a trembling voice, "Are you Master Qianyang? My brother mentioned you before. You're very capable. Can you contact him?"

Qian Yang threw the live broadcast phone to her and said, "I can find him. Don't panic. Hold it for me."

"good……"

[Oh shit…]

【Could something really happen to Big Brother?】

【Tonic medicine! 】

Qianyang checked the chat history while Yang Wei added, "He was very happy yesterday and said he got a great job opportunity. I was worried he'd been scammed, so I asked him to keep in touch. But after three o'clock in the afternoon, he stopped replying to my messages. When I called him, his phone was turned off. I couldn't get in touch with him at all."

"I hope nothing will happen to him?" Yang Wei was so panicked that she was about to cry, and her fingers kept shaking.

"Is this the address of his interview?" Qianyang turned the phone over, and an address was displayed on it, which was in Taihang City.

Yang Wei nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes! This is the address my brother sent me!"

In the chat records, Yang Mao said that his interview process went very smoothly.

Afterwards, Yang Wei asked for some details, but received no further response.

【Deep Forest Mansion? 】

If I remember correctly, this is the most luxurious private residence in Taihang City.

What kind of interview needs to be conducted here?

[What the hell?! So scary.]

Yang Wei saw the comments in the live broadcast room and grabbed Qian Yang's hand. Her expression was extremely grim as she said, "This looks like a private residence! Why would Brother interview in a place like this?"

Qian Yang's face was terribly gloomy, and he said, "Go and take a look."

"good!"

[Local people in Taihang should all know that those who live in Shenlin Mansion are either rich or noble.]

[How did you get this interview? 】

【Maybe you can find some clues on the recruitment platform. 】

【Please don’t let anything happen! 】

[I haven't replied since three o'clock. Four hours have passed...]

Qianyang slung his cloth bag over his shoulder, returned the phone to Yang Wei, and asked her to take a taxi to Shenlin Mansion immediately.

"Someone suddenly contacted Yang Mao a few days ago. They learned about him through the live broadcast room and thought he was very suitable for the job, so they took the initiative to contact him." Qian Yang said in a deep voice.

[Oh shit…]

[Living in that kind of place, yet proactively contacting Senior Brother for an interview? It's incredibly abnormal no matter how you think about it.]

[It's likely someone deliberately targeted the anchor and tricked the senior brother.]

Can I call the police?

[No, he's an adult, and the police generally won't respond if he's been missing for four hours.]

【And there is no evidence that he encountered personal safety. 】

【Then I can only find it myself? 】

…

Perhaps the audience in the live broadcast room could provide some help, so Qianyang did not directly cut off the live broadcast.

The two hurried downstairs, took a taxi and headed to Shenlin Mansion.

Qian Yang asked Yang Wei to take the mobile phone and took out the Wentian Plate from the cloth bag. However, after hesitating again and again, he did not use it easily.

Perhaps the matter was not that serious, and since he had been with Qianyang for so long, the Wentian Plate might have been disturbed and made more prone to errors.

Along the way, Yang Wei's body kept shaking, as if she was extremely scared.

Qianyang was relatively calm except for his ugly expression.

"I can't say anything else, but at least his life is not in danger."

Yang Wei's eyes were red. "...My brother can't be in trouble. He can't be in trouble."

"Yeah, he'll be fine."

【Wuwuwu, Senior Brother, please don’t be in any trouble! 】

[I suspect the anchor was retaliated against by someone.]

[What happened at Blade Tower earlier? The host immediately revealed the secret.]

[But it didn't bring any negative impact. Those wealthy people knew that the people in Blade Tower would have better luck, so they would definitely be scrambling to live there, so the prices should have been driven up even higher.]

[Could it be that idiotic Qing Si? He's lost a lot of followers these days.]

What right does he have to retaliate? Wasn't he the one who started it first?

…

【It might really be him! 】

[He's usually live streaming at this time, but he's not here today!]

Everything that has happened to Lenovo recently, including the good job that suddenly came to its door, is really strange. There is no doubt that it is related to Qianyang’s live broadcast.

Yang Mao’s disappearance was probably not a coincidence or a misunderstanding, but was done intentionally.

The purpose...is naturally to lure Qianyang into the trap.

That is to say, the mastermind behind this is watching her live broadcast at this moment.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Qian Yang raised his head, his eyes fixed on the camera. A rare stern look appeared on his usually calm face. "I'm on my way to the Shenlin Mansion. If you have anything, we can talk in person."

"However, you'd better make sure Yang Mao is unharmed, otherwise I will never let you go."

[Is that person in the live broadcast room? ]

[The person behind the scenes is targeting Qianyang and will definitely be watching her every move in the live broadcast room.]

[So disgusting. I hate people who do things behind people's backs.]

[Whether this person is Qing Si or not, I feel disgusted.]

…

[I'm impressed. Why is the anchor so high-profile? Don't you know that even if you're innocent, you're still guilty of possessing a treasure? You're even bringing trouble to those around you.]

If anything happens to Big Brother, I don't believe you'll be able to sleep well.

[Emmm, you have some skills, but you don't know how to hide them, so you make enemies everywhere.]

"Are you sick? Isn't this the bad guys' fault? They cheated my brother..." Yang Wei was shaking with fear, but she couldn't bear to see the people blaming Qian Yang in the barrage.

【9494.】

[There are so many fake people in the barrage, is there any victim-blaming theory? ]

【Bad guys with premeditated intentions are unavoidable no matter what.】

If you don't understand, just ask: Has the anchor done anything immoral? If someone provokes her and causes her trouble, should she pretend to be oblivious and suffer in silence?

Some people are pure losers, accustomed to being the easy target, and yet they refuse to let others seek justice for them.

Qianyang doesn't care about the comments of the audience in the live broadcast room.

It was unclear what Yang Mao's current situation was, but she was sure that there was a pair of eyes watching her from behind.

[One question: Shenlin Mansion is, after all, the most luxurious private residence in Taihang City. Security must be extremely strict. It's said that the security personnel there are legally allowed to carry guns, so ordinary people can't get in at all.]

【Ahhh, what should I do? I can't just force my way in. 】

Seeing the comments, Yang Wei couldn't help but worry, "Master Qianyang, we might not be able to get in at all..."

Qianyang's eyes were dark and unclear, "I have my own way."

【Tonic medicine is forcing its way in! 】

[If the security guard there shot you, it would only be considered self-defense! ]

【Mysticism is useless in the face of truth! 】

[Which idiot kidnapped the eldest brother? ]

…

Fang Fang Lielie: [Deep Forest Residence? Such a familiar name.]

[What the hell?!]

【The boss is here? 】

[Oh right! Isn't the boss a wealthy second-generation from Taihang City? Maybe he owns a property in Shenlin Mansion!]

[Boss, boss, boss, can you get into the Deep Forest Residence? ]

【The handsome and imposing boss! 】

Fang Fang Lielie: [Connection?]

Qianyang took the phone and directly invited Fang Lie to join the connection.

"Can you get into the Shenlin Mansion?" Qianyang asked.

Although Qianyang has a way to get in, it requires taking an unconventional approach.

Fang Lie sat in his office chair, nodded his pink head twice, and said, "If I remember correctly, the land of Shenlin Mansion is my cousin's property. He happened to move there some time ago, so he should be home today."

Yang Wei looked at Qian Yang nervously, not daring to interrupt easily.

Qian Yang said: "Please contact him, I need to go in and will be there soon."

Fang Lienu said, "I'll give him a call."

As he spoke, Fang Lie called Song Yunli with another phone.

The phone rang for half a minute before someone finally picked up the call.

"What's up?"

Two cold words came from the phone.

"Brother, are you at the Shenlin Mansion?" Fang Lie went straight to the point.

"Yeah." Song Yunli responded.

"It's like this. Master Qianyang's disciple lost contact after the interview at Shenlin Mansion. I'd like to ask you to find her... She'll be here soon... Ahem... You, you should give me this favor, right?" At the end, Fang Lie was obviously feeling guilty.

"Hello Mr. Song, I am Qianyang. My apprentice has lost contact in the Shenlin Mansion. Please let us in." Qianyang said.

Song Yunli was silent for a few seconds, then asked, "When did he enter the Shenlin Mansion?"

Qian Yang glanced at Yang Wei, who understood and replied, "Around ten o'clock in the morning... He sent me a message before he went in."

"Yeah." Song Yunli said indifferently, "I'll ask the butler to meet you at the door. Follow him in when you get there."

"Thank you." Qian Yang said.

“No need.”

Song Yunli didn't say anything else and hung up the phone.

Not long after, Qianyang and the others arrived at the Shenlin Mansion and saw the butler waiting at the door.

"Master Qianyang?"

"Um."

"plz follow me."

"Trouble."

Qian Yang and the other person followed the butler into the Shenlin Mansion, one in front and one behind. Sure enough, there were several strong and sturdy bodyguards standing on both sides of the gate. They looked like they had received professional training, and they all had holsters on their waists.

When they passed by the bodyguards, their sharp eyes scanned Qianyang and the other two, but did not stop them.

The Deep Forest Residence is like a large garden with perfect greenery.

Dense bushes lined the sides of the road, shadows from street lamps cast on the ground, and the wind rustled the trees.

The butler brought the two men to a Chinese-style mansion and motioned for them to follow.

Arriving at an open room, Qian Yang first noticed an exquisitely crafted bow and arrow hanging on the wall.

Song Yunli was wearing a shirt and sitting at the wooden table, turning the computer screen directly in front of Qianyang and the others.

Song Yunli said, "Around ten o'clock this morning, only three people entered the Shenlin Mansion."

Several surveillance videos were displayed on the computer screen.

Qian Yang had already turned off the live broadcast before coming in, so he went forward to check without hesitation.

"This is my brother!" Yang Wei saw Yang Mao in the surveillance video at a glance.

Song Yunli pursed her lips, moved the mouse with her slender fingers, and clicked on the surveillance video.

The video started playing, and Yang Mao, wearing that formal suit, was led into the gate of Shenlin Mansion.

Two burly men sandwiched him in the middle. Yang Mao seemed to sense something was wrong and kept talking to others, with a forced smile on his face and looking servile.

Passing by a shady tree, Yang Mao suddenly pushed the two men aside and turned to run towards the gate. However, the two men were well-trained and caught up with him in two steps. They grabbed his arms and pressed him to the ground, then twisted him back hard. Yang Mao's face was visibly in pain.

Immediately afterwards, the two men carried Yang Mao on the left and right and walked into a mansion.

"elder brother……"

After watching the surveillance video, Yang Wei's face turned pale.

Qianyang tightened his lips and his expression was terribly gloomy.

Perhaps before walking in here, Yang Maodu was full of joy thinking that he could get a suitable job.

For him, who had no relatives, finding a suitable job was his biggest obsession before he met Qianyang.

He was really happy to get this interview opportunity. He prepared for it for a long time and even wore his most expensive clothes.

They treated him like that.

His joy was in vain.

Such deceptive behavior, such manipulative behavior, such arrogant behavior...

This is the thing that Qianyang hates most in his life.

【Author’s words】

I don’t know how to read, can anyone help me see how much I updated today [poor]

Regarding the firearms part in the article, this is a fictional background, so don’t apply it to the real world.

Hehehe, the nutrient solution is my motivation to update more! Thank you everyone!