35 Chapter 35 (Three in One

◎Wizards of the Warring States Period◎

The crying filled the entire ward, like a broken heart that pierced everyone's heart.

Wu Li stood there blankly, subconsciously reaching out her hand to hold on to something.

However, the little girl looked very happy as she left.

She seemed to be very much looking forward to the road ahead and her future.

Wu Li's hand, which was stretched out in the air, froze. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but the voice was stuck in her throat.

Her eyes gradually became moist, tears flowed down her cheeks, and she slowly slid down to the ground, covering her face with her hands and bursting into tears.

"Ruyi... Ruyi... My Ruyi..."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

[Wow, I burst into tears. Is Ruyi gone?]

I can’t stand it anymore.

[This is so heartbreaking.]

【Rest in peace, Ruyi! 】

【May you be healthy and safe in your next life! 】

【Goodbye Ruyi! EE is very glad to have known you. 】

My little baby, have a safe journey!

Xixi's father hugged his crying wife tightly and couldn't help crying himself.

Old Zhao and the old principal stared blankly at the direction where Ruyi left.

The next moment, Qianyang opened his eyes.

Ruyi has disappeared.

"Where's the baby..." Xixi's mother murmured as she looked at the white hospital bed.

Wu Li put down the bed and found that the rag doll on the bed had disappeared with Ruyi's departure.

Xixi's father and Old Zhao were both stunned.

[Doll? Isn't it on the bed?]

What's going on? Can't Sister Wu and Xixi's mom see?

【The doll didn't disappear.】

【Wow, did the anchor do something? 】

Qianyang lowered his eyes and did not answer.

Xixi's father looked at the rag doll on the bed and said, "Ruyi is gone, and the doll is gone too."

"Yeah..." Old Zhao murmured.

Ahhh, I understand!!!

Sister Wu has always treated the doll as her wish. Even though Ruyi is gone, the doll is still here. She will definitely continue to treat the doll as her wish!

They could no longer see the doll. Ruyi disappeared from their sight with her human appearance. From now on, when they think of Ruyi, they will only think of her in her human form.

【Wow, the host is so gentle.】

[Sister Wu, please come out soon.]

【bless! 】

【Everyone should be well from now on! 】

After everyone calmed down, Xixi's father and Lao Zhao took the rag doll away from the hospital bed.

Let them think that the rag doll that symbolizes Ruyi has disappeared with her.

On the third day, Xixi was transferred to the general ward for monitoring.

During this period, family members can only visit at fixed times.

In order to allow the viewers in the live broadcast room who care about Xixi to see her condition as soon as possible, Xixi's mother chose the visiting time to connect with Qianyang.

Xixi had woken up, but was still a little weak. She smiled at them while lying on the hospital bed.

Xixi's mother and Wu Li stood beside the bed, looking at Xixi's haggard face, their eyes red with heartache.

Xixi whispered, "I'm fine, Mom."

Wu Li looked at her, curled her lips, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Aunt Wu, thank you." Xixi smiled.

"I had a dream." Xixi said.

"I dreamed of a very small child. She told me that she was going to die and was worried that her mother would be sad. She wanted me to tell you that you are a very good mother and she loves you very much. But, mother, you must live on."

Wu Li's body stiffened for a moment.

Xixi moistened her dry lips and gently grasped Wu Li's fingers. Her eyes reddened a little and her voice became choked: "Mom, you must live."

"I wish you a speedy recovery."

Visiting hours are over, Qianyang said.

"Thank you, Sister Qianyang."

The two left the ward and came to the corridor.

Qian Yang looked at the distraught Wu Li on the screen and reminded her, "If you die, the last bond between you, Ruyi, and Xixi will be completely gone."

Wu Li's whole body shook, and with a "ding-dong" sound, a silver scalpel fell from her body.

"Sister Wu?" Xixi's mother looked at her in shock and quickly picked up the scalpel.

The handle of the knife was steaming, as if she had been holding it in her hand for a long time.

The palm of his hand was cut by the sharp blade, and blood slowly dripped down.

Wu Li gritted her teeth and tears silently slid down her cheeks.

She originally planned to visit Xixi and then follow Ruyi!

"Sister Wu... why are you doing this?" Xixi's mother hugged her, her voice extremely hoarse.

I'm worried that after Ruyi leaves, Sister Wu will be upset.

[Oh my god... Sister Wu really wants to commit suicide? ]

[No! Ruyi has started a new life, and you should move on too!]

[Wuwuwu, no, if anything happens to you, what will Brother Zhao do alone?]

【Don’t do anything stupid! 】

【I feel so bad.】

Old Zhao rushed over after receiving the news, and his eyes suddenly turned red when he saw the wound on his wife's palm.

He half-knelt in front of Wu Li, holding her hand, his throat rolled twice, and he choked and said: "Wu Li, everything is over. You, you can't just think about the child, think about me a little bit..."

"After all these years...Is there no place for me in your heart?"

Wu Li's arms gradually began to tremble, her chest heaving violently. She pursed her lips and looked at her husband's weather-beaten face. She slowly raised her right hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with her fingertips. The heat made her tremble uncontrollably.

"Zhao Kun, I'm sorry."

The three words she said most during this period of time were "I'm sorry."

[Sister Wu, please live on.]

[You and Brother Zhao still have a long future ahead of you.]

【Go see the mountains, go see the sea. 】

【The world is big, don't stay stuck in the same place. 】

【You will definitely live better and better. 】

With Xixi transferred to the general ward, the matter came to an end.

Xixi's mother said that Zhao Kun has agreed to stay in New York and stay with Xixi temporarily until Wu Li's condition is completely stable.

Xixi is a very smart child. She probably guessed the relationship between Wu Li and herself, and treated her biological parents peacefully.

The old principal calmed himself down and stayed with Xixi for a week. Then he returned to China with Xixi's father and Brother Zhao. At Qianyang's suggestion, he found a cemetery with good feng shui for Ruyi.

After that, in order to reduce the impact on Xixi's future, Xixi's mother did the same thing as Xiaojia's mother, hoping that the matter would end completely in front of the public.

"Master, the remittance information has arrived." Yang Mao was on vacation at home and was cleaning the house when Qian Yang's newly replaced cell phone on the coffee table rang.

"Oh." Qianyang sat next to Qin Shuyi, concentrating on opening the express delivery, and responded casually.

"Five million? Is that so much?" Yang Mao exclaimed.

Qian Yang said, "I was only going to charge two million, but Xixi's mother said that if I didn't charge five million, I would be looking down on her."

Yang Mao: “…”

What a classic rhetoric.

"How is Xixi's recovery, Master?"

"He seems to be doing well. Xixi's mother said he will be able to be discharged from the hospital in a few weeks."

"That's good."

After Yang Mao finished cleaning up the living room, he walked to the bedroom door and saw Qian Yang unpacking a bunch of express deliveries, with paper boxes piled up like mountains.

He bent down and picked up a jewelry box. When he opened it, he was filled with dazzling items.

"Master, what is this?" Yang Mao asked curiously.

“Blind jewelry boxes are quite expensive.”

"Blind box? Is there anything you like in here?"

Qianyang unpacked a package with a "hiss" and said without even looking up, "I don't like it."

"Then why did you buy this?" Yang Mao asked puzzled.

Qian Yang said, "I've taken a look and found that most of the owners of these things have passed away. Shu Yi's cultivation has been unstable recently, so it's just right for her to practice."

Qin Shuyi has been able to touch some things from the world of the living, but they are not very stable and often fail.

These things of the dead were easier for her to get hold of.

Yang Mao nodded thoughtfully, picked up one of the vintage necklaces, closed his eyes, and muttered something. After a moment, he opened his eyes happily, "Master, its owner is not Chinese!"

"Really? Then try other jewelry."

During these days, Yang Mao has made some progress in his studies.

Qianyang opened a large number of express packages, many of which were blind boxes.

Blind box clothes, blind box jewelry, blind box mobile phone cases, blind box bowls and plates, blind box peripherals... everything is available.

Qianyang is not interested in these things. He just enjoys the process of drawing blind boxes and getting some spiritual victory.

Later, Yang Wei returned home.

As the college entrance examination is approaching, the school only has half a day off on weekends.

"So happy today?"

Looking at his sister humming a little tune all the way back home, Yang Mao couldn't help but ask in surprise.

Yang Wei said: "The first mock exam results are out."

"Huh? Looks like you did well on the test?"

Yang Wei snorted softly, raised her chin, turned around and walked in front of Qian Yang, and asked with a smile: "Sister, guess how many points I got in the first mock exam?"

Qianyang was still studying her puzzle and said without looking up, "712."

Yang Wei was stunned for a moment, then her eyes widened. "Sister, how did you know? Didn't you say you can't tell my fortune so easily?"

Qian Yang looked up at her and said, "Not counting."

"Then how did you know? Is your guess so accurate?"

"Your principal sent me your grades half an hour ago."

Yang Wei: “…”

"Okay!" Yang smiled and changed the subject, "Then do you know how many points Zheng Runan got in the exam?"

"713."

"...Did the principal tell you that?"

"Well, he said you've made rapid progress. You're one point lower than Zheng Runan, ranking second in the class."

"Good job on the exam! I'll make a seafood dinner to reward you tonight!" Yang Mao said loudly.

"OK."

Yang Wei put her schoolbag back in the bedroom, changed into home clothes, and returned to the living room.

"If I keep up this performance, I can get into Peking University."

"Very good." Qianyang nodded.

"Hehe. By the way, sister, Zheng Runan's parents are divorced. She's been doing much better lately. If you're free tomorrow morning, her mother wants to treat us to a meal."

"Can."

"So I replied to her like this?"

"good."

The next day, Qian Yang and his two companions had lunch with Zheng Runan's mother.

After dinner, the three returned home.

As soon as I walked out of the elevator, I saw a figure standing stealthily in front of the door, trying to unlock it with a key.

He looked around nervously, poked the key into the lock, and with a click, the security door actually popped open.

"Hello, police officer. I want to call the police. Someone broke into our house."

"Well, we have caught the thief on the spot."

Hearing the voice behind him, the man froze and slowly turned around.

Yang Mao took Yang Wei's phone expressionlessly, only to find that she had not made any calls.

"Hehe." The man laughed dryly.

"Give it to me." Yang Mao stretched out his hand and hooked his finger.

The man obediently put the key into his hand.

"You are breaking the law by trespassing into a private residence," said Yang Mao.

"Ouch! I told you to come over today!" said the man with drooping shoulders.

"Then you're really lucky." Qian Yang walked up to him and pushed open the door. "If you take another step forward, you'll have to go out sideways."

The person who came was the landlord of this house, Xiang Li.

Since the rental price of the house was several times lower than the general market price, when signing the contract, the landlord asked to leave a key and store some things in the laundry room so that they could pick them up at any time, but their consent had to be obtained in advance.

Otherwise, he would have to hand over the keys.

Xiang Li asked curiously, "Master Qianyang, why?"

Qian Yang said, "Because I have cast a curse, anyone or any undead who enters this room without my consent will be cursed."

Xiang Li: “…”

"Then, can I come in?"

"It's OK now."

Qianyang walked into the house first and changed into slippers.

Xiang Li, who followed in, felt inexplicably tripped by something when he walked across the threshold, and his legs bent and he knelt down.

"hiss……"

His knee hit the floor, and Xiang Li gasped in pain. He quickly said, "I won't do it again! Never again!"

"You deserve it." Yang Mao cursed and grabbed him.

Finally, Xiang Li limped into the room.

"It hurts so much!" He sat on the sofa and wailed to Xiang Li.

"Shut up." Yang Mao rolled his eyes at him.

"Is this how you treat an old classmate you haven't seen for months?"

"Old classmate? Where is he? I only saw a criminal breaking into a house."

Xiang Li glared at him angrily, then turned to look at Yang Wei, "Sister Yang Wei, long time no see."

Yang glanced at him sideways, "Long time no see."

Xiang Li was Yang Mao's roommate in college. Yang Mao and his sister had been working part-time in his family's dessert shop.

However, during his four years in college, he often treated Yang Mao like a lackey.

The relationship between the two people is good, but it is also bad.

However, since Yang Mao recommended Qian Yang to rent his house, the two of them probably have a good relationship.

Yang Wei didn't say anything. She turned around and went to get the medicine box from under the TV cabinet. She said, "Lift up your pants so I can see if you have any skin broken."

Xiang Li waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt that much."

"Oh." Yang Wei didn't insist anymore, turned around and put the medicine box back.

Yang Wei had a good impression of Xiang Li at first.

Until one time, he was pursuing a girl without asking clearly whether she had a boyfriend, which resulted in Yang Mao, who sent him gifts all day long, being beaten up. Since then, she has never been nice to him.

However, after going through all this, they get along more like friends who don't get along with each other, rather than benefactors and beneficiaries.

"What are you doing here?" Yang Mao asked.

Xiang Li smiled awkwardly and said, "I had a fight with my mom and I want you to take me in for two days."

Yang Mao raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't you have other houses?"

Xiang Li coughed, glanced at Qian Yang and Yang Wei, and whispered, "It's been a while since I last saw you. Do you want to catch up with us?"

Yang Mao bluntly said, "You still don't dare to live alone?"

Xiang Li looked at him in disbelief. "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I...how could I not dare to live alone!"

Yang Mao said, "There's no place for you to stay at home. I'll stay with you for a few days."

The anger on Xiang Li's face instantly dissipated a little, and he smiled with pursed lips, "Okay."

Yang Mao asked, "Then what are you doing here?"

Xiang Li muttered, "I just wanted to give you a surprise."

Yang Mao looked at him with disgust.

Xiang Li waved his hand and said, "Okay, I admit that I want to meet Master Qianyang."

"See me?" Qianyang asked in surprise.

Xiang Li gave a wry smile and said, "I recently saw something on Weibo saying you're amazing, so I wanted to ask you for a favor."

"I want to be paid."

"No problem, no problem."

Recently, Qianyang has become more and more popular on the Internet and is no longer limited to the entire metaphysics circle.

When Xiang Li first rented the house to them, he didn't have much interest in her. Later, he found out that the Master Qianyang who was talked about so much on the Internet was Yang Mao's master, so he came to her with the mentality of giving it a try.

Xiang Li first went to the laundry room and found the things he had stored there, an old wooden box.

"Master Qianyang, you are so skilled, can you identify antiques or something?"

"Antique?" Qian Yang looked at the box in his hand suspiciously. "Are you talking about this?"

"Wait a moment." Xiang Li made a mysterious expression and opened the lock.

"Master, I suspect these things are tools of wizards from the Warring States Period!" Xiang Li said seriously.

Qianyang saw that the box was filled with strange iron tools, "Wizard's tools?"

"Yes! They say this thing is extremely evil, so I found a house specifically for storing it. Yang Mao told me that you are a disciple of the Xuan Sect, so I dared to rent the house to you."

Xiang Li looked at her, his eyes gleaming with excitement, "How much can this thing sell for?"

Qian Yang pondered for a moment, then asked instead of answering, "Where did you get it?"

"I asked someone who knows the business to buy it!"

“…How much did it cost?”

Xiang Li did not answer immediately. He glanced at the curious Yang Mao siblings, stretched out his right hand, and showed three fingers.

"Three hundred?" Qianyang said.

Xiang Li shook his head, "Guess again."

"Three thousand?" Yang Wei asked.

"Guess again."

"Thirty thousand?" Yang Mao asked.

Xiang Li curled his lips speechlessly, "Do you know what it is? This is an antique from the Warring States Period!"

"Are you... sure?" Yang Mao raised an eyebrow.

"Anyway, that's what the expert master told me." Xiang Li said complacently, "No one else will have this opportunity!"

"But..." Yang Mao hesitated for a moment, "Tell me first how much you spent on it, and then I'll consider whether your mother will scold you to death."

"You don't know what's good!" Xiang Li held the box of scrap metal in his arms like a treasure and rolled his eyes at him. "Seven million, that master still sold it to me at a low price."

Yang Wei raised three fingers in confusion and asked, "What does this have to do with it?"

"Unexpected, you know?" Xiang Li held his precious child, looking unconvinced. "I wanted to ask my mom to lend me some money to start a business. You know those... self-service phone booths? You know? You can just scan your phone and make a call. Super convenient, right? I've already found a partner, and all I need is 10 million in startup capital. But my mom scolded me and kicked me out."

"She always thought I had no business acumen. I had to prove to her that my choice was right!"

Seeing his sincere expression, Yang Mao clapped his hands in shock, and even laughed angrily, "Xiang Li, you really have a good brain!"

"If I can make a call with just a scan of my mobile phone, then... what is the function of a mobile phone?" Yang Wei pondered.

Xiang Li said: "Just scan it, just like scanning a QR code to pay."

"Um...Brother Xiang Li, do you know why landlines were eliminated?"

"Because it's inconvenient to make and receive calls without a mobile phone."

Yang Mao couldn't help but give him a thumbs up, "Xiang Li, you are this."

Qian Yang said, "Then your mother knows you well. Your brain is indeed not suitable for business."

Xiang Li was stunned for a moment, realizing something was amiss. After a long thought, he finally realized, "That's still not as convenient as a cell phone! No wonder my mom was so angry."

“Is there anything more convenient than a mobile phone?”

Yang Wei took out the tangled headphones from her pocket and asked, "Are you talking about this?"

"Hiss... This seems quite troublesome. Is there any more...?"

Xiang Li paused for a moment, and said in unison with Yang Mao and his sister, "Bluetooth headset!"

Seeing the two of them with constipated expressions, Xiang Li Yan gave up and said, "Well, it seems that I really don't have any business acumen."

"I even doubt that you haven't..." Yang Wei pointed to her head and didn't continue.

Xiang Li wrinkled his nose, "Don't say that!"

Yang Mao sighed, "It seems that the almighty netizens are right. The best way for rich second-generations to repay their parents is to not start a business casually."

Xiang Li: “…”

"Humph!" Xiang Li still refused to give up. "I guess I didn't think straight at the self-service phone booth. These antiques must be worth a lot of money!"

Yang Mao was silent for a few seconds. "Let me tell you this, the person who made these things is still alive."

Xiang Li: “?”

He looked incredulous and exclaimed, "You're saying that someone has lived from the Warring States Period to the present?! Is the elixir of immortality real?!"

Three people: "..."

Yang Wei silently took out a piece of iron from the box. There was half a pattern on it. "...Are you saying that wizards in the Warring States Period had seen the Statue of Liberty?"

Xiang Li: “…”

"Maybe, maybe they traveled through time? Didn't they say a time machine might be developed in the next few decades? Someone even invited me to invest!"

The three of them looked at him in silence.

Half a minute later, Xiang Li stood up stiffly and walked into the bathroom with his hands and feet together.

A minute later, crying was heard from the bathroom.

"Mom! I've been cheated!"

Qianyang walked over to the wooden box, looked through the items inside, and said, "However, there is indeed some residual spiritual energy on it."

"Their owners should also be Xuanmen disciples."

Hearing this, Yang Mao frowned, "Master, are you saying... that some Xuanmen disciples are cheating people?"

"Probably." Qianyang nodded.

"Seven million is not a small amount. Who is so bold?" Yang Wei frowned.

Qian Yang said, "Ask him where he bought it."

"good."

When Xiang Li came out of the bathroom, his eyes were already red.

"What did Auntie say?" Yang Mao asked.

Xiang Li said, "My mom said every failure is a learning experience, so she told me to stop thinking about starting a business."

"Auntie is right."

For a wealthy family, seven million is just a small thing to gain experience.

"Where did you buy these things? Who sold them to you?"

Xiang Li sighed, "In the antique market, a young man."

"Do you have his contact information?"

"No, he said he has a batch of them too. If we get in touch, these things might become powerful and really scary!"

Qian Yang said: "Take me to find him."

"Can I get the money back?" Xiang Li said eagerly.

"I don't know. You can call the police first."

"Oh... okay."

Xiang Li called the police and went to the police station to make a statement.

That night, he stayed in Yang Mao's room.

The next morning, Yang Wei returned to school for class, and Qian Yang and the other two went to the largest antique market in Taihang City.

【Antique market?】

[Is the anchor going to buy anything? ]

[Be careful to identify, there are many scammers in these places! ]

[But you may also find good stuff, it just depends on whether you know the value of it.]

Qianyang continued to live broadcast as usual to kill time.

Xiang Li held a wooden box and said, "Master Qianyang, I'm not sure if he will come here."

"It's okay." Qianyang said.

The things in the box still had some spiritual energy left, and she would be able to detect it as long as that person appeared nearby.

"Master, do you know something about this? Authentic blood jade!"

"Blood jade? What is that?" Xiang Li asked curiously.

The stall owner's eyes immediately lit up as he explained, "This is a thousand-year-old blood jade! In ancient times, when wealthy families died, they would hold this jade in their mouths. After their last breath, the jade would enter their throats. After thousands of years of soaking, the blood seeped into the jade, forming this authentic blood jade!"

"So powerful? How much does it cost?" Xiang Li asked excitedly.

"Since you're so young, I'll give you a discount. How about one million?"

“So cheap?”

Qianyang glanced at it and said, "There is no scientific basis for this."

Yang Mao pushed the naive young master away.

There are a lot of people in the antique market, and it's a mixed bag.

Some come to try their luck, while others come with a clear purpose.

In just half an hour, Xiang Li had already stopped in front of seven or eight stalls.

[I'm dying of laughter. This guy's face exudes a clarity and stupidity that comes from someone who hasn't been beaten by society.]

[He believed such outrageous words. I can only say it's awesome.]

[Rich second generation, huh? The word "gullible" is written all over your face.]

[Big Brother was so speechless that he wanted to curse.]

Yang Mao rolled his eyes and said, "He has been deceived many times and has no memory."

Xiang Li said dissatisfiedly: "What if it is true?"

"You deserve to be cheated."

Passing by the next antique stall, Qianyang suddenly stopped.

The stall owner gave her a lazy glance and asked, "Interested in the ring? I'd recommend the second one you have over there. It's over 300 years old."

Xiang Li folded his arms across his chest, looking as if he would not be fooled.

"This looks like it has a history of three hundred years?" Xiang Li questioned.

The stall owner rolled his eyes and said, "You don't know the goods."

Qianyang also turned around and looked at him, "This is true."

Xiang Li: “…”

Qianyang looked at some antiques along the two roads. Most of the things that could be displayed openly were fake, but there were some real objects mixed in.

Qianyang was not interested in antiques, she just wanted to see if she could find the same spiritual power as that on the iron piece.

"Forget it, I'd better continue to rely on my parents."

【Believe me, the second generation of rich people have to rely on their parents.】

[As long as you don't start a business or gamble, you can enjoy wealth and prosperity for the rest of your life.]

…

[The anchor has been browsing for a long time but hasn't bought anything. What should he do? ]

【Curious QAQ.】

[Is this guy a friend of the senior brother? ]

He's wearing all branded clothes, and he doesn't seem to be from the same world as me.

"Really? I think Big Brother and him get along well. One is clueless, the other is unhappy."

[Hahahaha, our eldest brother is usually quite happy.]

Qianyang strolled around the antique market and came to the place where Xiang Li had met the young man.

Xiang Li sighed and said, "Master, he might have already run away. Why would he be here waiting for me to find him?"

Qian Yang had considered this before, he just wanted to see if he could find similar spiritual power.

It seems that we will return empty-handed today.

"Forget it, let's go back and wait for news from the police." Qian Yang said.

She really wanted to know who was using the identity of a Xuanmen disciple to defraud others.

The three of them walked back a few steps and suddenly saw two people walking towards them.

Qian Yang's calm eyes lit up, "Mr. Song? Why are you here?"

【???】

[Fang Lie is his cousin? ? ]

[No, how good is this real person? ]

[The host's face showed no emotion, only appreciation for beauty.]

[The "Yan Dog" said he completely understands the host, saying this is simply a form of appreciation.]

Song Yunli paused for a moment and glanced at the phone in Yang Mao's hand that was live streaming. "Master Qianyang."

Seeing that he seemed to be a little bothered by the camera, Yang Mao explained, "Don't worry, Mr. Song, you are not in the picture."

Song Yunli nodded and said, "Thank you."

Qian Yang asked doubtfully, "Mr. Song, what are you doing here?"

Song Yunli pursed his lips and looked behind him.

Fang Lie walked out from behind him with an embarrassed look on his face, "Let's take care of something."

"Boss!" Yang Mao treated Fang Lie with great enthusiasm. "Long time no see."

"Long time no see, long time no see." Fang Lie laughed dryly.

Xiang Li, who was standing aside, had a thoughtful expression on his face.

"What about Master Qianyang? Are you interested in antiques?" Song Yunli asked politely.

"We're here to take care of some things too."

Qianyang looked to his left and right. It seemed that after leaving the old house, the two undead spirits no longer followed him.

【Wow, why can't we meet?】

[After all, I'm not an ordinary person, so I won't appear in front of the camera easily.]

【The sound is so nice hehe. 】

【I want to see QAQ.】

"Disciple, please turn off the live broadcast." Qian Yang said.

"Oh, okay." Yang Mao nodded.

【???】

【!!! ！ ！】

[Qianyang!!!]

[No! ! No! ! !]

【Is it okay if I don’t watch it? 】

Yang Mao resolutely turned off the live broadcast.

"Master Qianyang, if it's convenient for you later, let's have a meal together." Song Yunli said.

Qianyang nodded, "That's convenient."

"good."

"ah--"

Xiang Li stared at Fang Lie for a long time, and finally reacted at this time.

He pointed at Fang Lie and shouted angrily: "It's you?!"

Fang Lie was startled and looked at him in confusion.

"Master Qianyang! He's the one who cheated me out of seven million!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present was stunned.

Fang Lie was stunned. Gradually, he recalled what was happening and shouted, "Cousin! He was the one who was deceived with me!"

Qianyang: “?”

Yang Mao: “???”

Xiang Li: “???”

Song Yunli seemed much calmer and said, "Master Qianyang, can I have a moment with you?"

"Okay." Qianyang nodded.

The group followed Song Yunli to a nearby teahouse in confusion.

He seemed to have been to this place quite often and was very familiar with it.

Everyone was arranged to sit at an open-air tea table, surrounded by bamboo forests and a quiet environment.

"What's going on?" Qianyang asked.

Song Yunli nodded, signaling Fang Lie to speak himself.

As Xiang Li glared at him fiercely, Fang Lie said with a wooden face, "About half a year ago, I met a master here. He told me that he had a set of tools used by wizards from the Warring States Period. He felt they had a connection with me and decided to sell them to me at a low price."

"Then, I ran into him when I came out, chatted with him for a few minutes, and we seemed to hit it off, so I sold him half of it."

"Seven million?" Yang Mao raised his eyebrows.

"Ah..." Fang Lie nodded. "I got it a bit cheaper. I spent 16 million myself."

Yang Mao gave a thumbs up and said, "Boss, you are so selfless."

"You didn't lie to me on purpose? Then, where is the contact information?" Xiang Li Nannan said.

Fang Lie said, "The master told me that this thing is extremely evil and that those who possess it cannot come into contact with each other, otherwise it will unleash its power, which is extremely terrifying! So, I don't have his contact information."

Hearing the same words, Qian Yang asked curiously, "Is it so easy to cheat the rich second generation out of their money?"

Song Yunli lowered his eyes and asked, "Mr. Xiang, have you been feeling unwell recently?"

For some reason, Xiang Li felt that this person was cold and unpleasant. He shook his head hurriedly, "No."

Qian Yang keenly caught something and asked, "Is there something wrong with the boss's health?"

Song Yunli nodded, "Yeah."

Qianyang frowned, "There's no curse on this thing."

Song Yunli said: "Then the problem should lie with that person."

Fang Lie shrugged and said, "Actually, I didn't feel any discomfort before, it's just that recently..."

"Master Qianyang, could you please find out what's going on?" Song Yunli asked.

"Can."

Qian Yang waved towards Fang Lie, motioning him to come closer, "Stretch out your hand."

Fang Lie did as he was told and stretched out his right hand.

Qianyang placed two fingers on his wrist and checked his horoscope.

Gradually, she frowned.

"Mr. Song, please stretch out your hand."

Song Yunli didn't seem surprised and stretched out his left hand.

When Qian Yang's warm fingertips touched his cold skin, Song Yunli felt as if burned, and his fingers curled up slightly, as if he was a little uncomfortable.

After a while, Qianyang let go of his hand, and Song Yunli withdrew his left hand and hid his wrist in his sleeve.

Qian Yang said with a serious expression, "Mr. Song, someone is targeting you and has cast a curse on him."

"Anyone with strong Yin energy who approaches him will be regarded as an evil being by the Yin-avoiding spell on him. Over time, your internal organs will fail, and he will kill you without even realizing it."

Upon hearing this, Song Yunli's expression remained unchanged.

Fang Lie asked nervously: "Master Qianyang, aren't you helping my brother..."

Qian Yang nodded and said, "That's right, this curse is no longer effective on your brother."

Fang Lie heaved a sigh of relief. "That's good, that's good."

"Now, you will be the one to die."

Fang Lie: “?”

【Author’s words】

The self-service telephone booth is ovo that I found online before.

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