Chapter 117 Using people to set up Feng Shui, damn it

The Wolf of Wall Street became obedient after being scolded by Fu Yang.

"Then I'll send you the address now."

He sent a private message through the backstage and sent the location of his home.

Netizens in the live broadcast room couldn't help but speculate.

[It seems like things aren't that simple. Our sister Yang has to personally take action again.]

Am I the only one curious about what's going on inside the coffin? Is that really the mother of this wealthy second-generation man? Is she dead or not?

We're curious too! From what Sister Yang just said, it seems this rich second-generation kid's father is a bad person and ruined his mother.

[Why does Sister Yang want the address? Is it still in time to fly there?]

[I have a feeling Sister Yang is going to say she's going to quit the show.]

[A tonic! I want to keep reading. I'm so curious.]

Fu Yang received the address sent by the Wolf of Wall Street and looked at the screen and said:

"Today's live broadcast ends here. This happens to be the last hexagram, so I have to go deal with it."

Amid the wailing of netizens, Fu Yang ended the live broadcast.

Ye Zhiqiu and the other two who were watching the live broadcast downstairs were also a little curious at this time.

What's going on inside the coffin?

Yan Sihuai looked at the closed live broadcast room with a look of regret.

"How come today's three gossips are over? My sister ended the broadcast so quickly. Is she going to look for that Wolf of Wall Street?"

He was just unhappy with the Wall Street Wolf and the way he spoke to his sister.

When something really happens, he becomes as timid as a dog.

It's also a wolf.

Yan Sihuai looked upstairs.

"I'm going to ask my sister why the coffin was placed in the basement and if there's any special purpose for it."

Yan Sihuai stood up and went up to the third floor.

He glanced at the door of Fu Yang's study.

"Sister, are you free?"

After the words were spoken, there was no movement from inside the door.

Yan Sihuai was a little worried and shouted again:

"elder sister?"

It is still quiet.

It was strange that he didn't see his sister leave the study.

Yan Sihuai looked around on the third floor again, but couldn't find Fu Yang.

A bad guess suddenly flashed through his mind, and he anxiously took the spare key and opened the study door.

Then a cry of surprise was heard from inside the house.

"Mom, brother, my sister is missing!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhiqiu and Yan Yuchao immediately went upstairs.

Yan Yuchao immediately checked the surveillance cameras inside and outside the house, but did not find Fu Yang entering or leaving.

Ye Zhiqiu recalled the scene when her daughter was kidnapped and lost as a child. Her face turned pale and she spoke anxiously:

"Call the police, call the police now."

Yan Yuchao suddenly thought of something, stopped her, and said hesitantly:

"Mom, I don't think anything happened to my little sister. She seemed to have left on her own."

Ye Zhiqiu looked puzzled when he heard this.

"Leaving on his own? But we didn't see Xiaoyang going up or down the stairs."

Yan Yuchao:

"My little sister is so amazing, she might have some skills we don't know about. Besides, she just said in the live broadcast that she's going to deal with the Wolf of Wall Street's family affairs."

Ye Zhiqiu understood what he meant and couldn't help but frown.

"Yeah?"

Is Xiao Yang already that powerful? He can perform the art of disappearing right in front of three living people.

Yan Sihuai felt that what his brother said made sense. He was so flustered just now because he was too worried about his sister. Now that he had calmed down, he was not so anxious anymore.

"My sister seems to have brought her cell phone. I'll give her a call."

Ye Zhiqiu nodded.

"Yes, I should make a phone call first."

The call was connected quickly. When they heard Fu Yang's voice coming from the phone, Ye Zhiqiu and the other two felt relieved.

"What's wrong, Xiao Huai?"

Yan Sihuai:

"Sister, where are you now? After your live broadcast ended, I went upstairs to look for you, only to find that you were not at home. When did you go out?"

Fu Yang looked at the coffin beside him and the Wall Street Wolf with clear, stupid and shocked eyes, and felt a little guilty for a moment.

She was so focused on rushing over to solve the problem that she forgot to tell her family that she was going out.

Fu Yang coughed dryly.

"I came out when you weren't paying attention. I have something to do outside and will be back soon. Don't worry."

If she directly told Xiao Huai that she could reach Huacheng with just a thought, Xiao Huai would probably be scared.

Besides, it’s better to keep a low profile on such unscientific things.

After hanging up the phone, the Wolf of Wall Street was still in shock.

Fu Yang frowned and patted him on the shoulder.

"Come on, are you so surprised to see me?"

The Wolf of Wall Street swallowed.

He was more than surprised!

Anyone who sees someone who was thousands of kilometers away from them one second and appears in front of them the next second would be shocked!

He was really convinced!

Fu Yang was definitely an incredibly powerful celestial master. Her ability to teleport, what exactly was the difference between her and the legendary gods?! How dare I speak to her so rudely before?

When the Wolf of Wall Street thought of this, he suddenly slid to his knees.

"Master Tianshi, I spoke in a bad tone online just now. Please don't take it personally."

Fu Yang looked at him with an expression that was hard to describe.

"I'm not that stingy."

"Besides, if I really cared so much, I wouldn't have rushed over to help you solve your mother's problem so quickly."

Without waiting for the Wolf of Wall Street to speak, Fu Yang continued:

"Okay, your mother really can't wait any longer, so stop talking nonsense."

After saying that, she walked to the coffin and took a closer look.

The coffin was tied with a red rope soaked in dog blood, and seven seven-inch-long iron nails were hammered into the coffin lid. This was to nail the person in the coffin to death, preventing them from leaving and reincarnating for the rest of their lives.

Fu Yang looked at the layout of the entire basement again. Unlike their orthodox style of storing wind and gathering energy, the layout of this basement was to gather yin and destroy yang. The coffin in the middle served as the eye of the feng shui formation, consuming the luck of the person in the coffin.

"Your father is such a cruel man. He is so cruel to the person next to him."

"The Feng Shui master who set up this sinister Feng Shui arrangement isn't a good person either. He's not afraid of divine retribution for using such a ruthless method of using humans as a formation."

As Fu Yang spoke, he slapped the lid of the coffin. The Wolf of Wall Street was about to ask if he needed help, but the next second his eyes widened again.

The coffin lid, which he had tried his best to push open, was suddenly shaken open.

All seven nails in the coffin fell to the ground.

In the coffin lay a very weak and disheveled woman. She had lost consciousness, her face was pale, her hair was gray, and her fingernails were bleeding. The side of the coffin was covered with scratches.

It can be seen how much she wanted to crawl out when she was awake.

The Wolf of Wall Street looked at the woman's face in disbelief, without blinking, then rushed over, tears streaming down his face.

"mom!"

The person in the coffin was actually his mother!