[Metaphysics + Ghost Hunting + Fortune Telling + Mind Reading + Lighthearted]
Graduating with a law degree, Xia Wange, an heir to a metaphysical lineage, saw a wheelchair emitting purple qi a...
Chapter 314: Fighting to Conquer the Enemy
"Don't you really think this is a good idea? Just tell me where you are before you commit suicide, and stay far away from me, but not too far, so that I can come and get you..."
"This way, we are in a soul-to-soul relationship, a true Platonic relationship."
"Tsk, don't turn off the light, are you going to sleep? Are you going to sleep already?"
"Xia Wange." Inside the door, Lu Qiu gritted his teeth and said these three words, "Trouble, Yuanrun, get out of here."
Lu Qiu heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the reluctant footsteps leaving outside the door. He pinched his brows and felt that he had a miserable life.
He asked himself once again why he fell in love with such a troublesome person who made him love and hate, angry and annoyed.
Even when he was lying on the bed, Lu Qiu still felt that his heart rate was not right. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.
In the cellar on the other side, a group of young men in black stared at the old man who continued to crawl on the ground, with expressions of pity on their faces. It had been three minutes, and the old man's legs seemed to have been twisted and broken, but he was still persevering in crawling on the ground with his broken legs, seemingly feeling no pain at all.
After crawling for another thirty seconds, they heard the old man's painful wail. They hurried forward, fixed the wound on the old man's leg and bandaged it, checked it, and asked someone to put on a plaster cast.
Bai Laodeng drank several bowls of ginseng soup before he slowly recovered. He breathed freely, "I finally made it through this stage. The next day and a half will be just a few seconds of minor fights. When I sleep, you guys wrap me up with silk cloth, the more the better. Once I take the time to unwrap the silk cloth, I'll be almost awake."
One of the disciples said distressedly, "Master has been harmed like this. We just want to avenge him! I don't know how powerful he is. How long will it take me to catch up with him and avenge him!"
"Yes, yes, Master is injured, but I feel the pain in my heart! Every time I want to crawl for Master, how can you still suffer like this at your age! Damn it!"
"We can't wait to rush over and kill her!"
"You can't beat her." Bai Laodeng waved his hands. "Although I don't want to admit it, it's true. Even I was injured like this when I met her, let alone you. Alas, the main reason is that I only have a handful of old bones left. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a big deal if she just made me crawl."
"Master..."
"She is quite strong, and is an excellent soul player." Bai Laodeng continued weakly, "But her methods are just so-so. Compared to the black magic I cast on her, this is nothing to me. After all, the stronger she is, the better it is for me."
"Master, what do you mean?"
"Humph." Bai Laodeng smiled. "The stronger she is, the more people she will kill. This black magic is difficult to release, but once it is formed, it will hurt anyone who is not close to it. A long time ago, I successfully released it once. That person was also an extremely powerful person. He was determined and only lost consciousness for a minute from beginning to end. But for a master, one minute is enough to do a lot!"
"That man killed his wife, children and parents within a minute, and when he came to his senses, he committed suicide."
"Master is Master, this is a good way to defeat the enemy without fighting!"
Old Bai nodded with satisfaction, endured the pain, and watched others connect his leg.
He wanted to see how the little girl would solve the problem!
Lu Qiu was woken up by a phone call in the morning. It was Uncle Zhao from the old house. Usually, Uncle Zhao would not contact him unless there was something important.
"Uncle Zhao."
"It's like this, Mr. Xiao Lu." Uncle Zhao's voice was a little embarrassed, "A man came to the old house to deliver goods."
"Delivery?" Lu Qiu rubbed his face, "Isn't it okay to just receive the goods after delivery..."
"Well... a bit much."
"How many can there be?"
"A semi-trailer truck."
Lu Qiu sat up: "??? How much?"
"It's a semi-trailer truck with a container on the back. It's full of the goods delivered this time." Uncle Zhao said, "They are all well-made paper products, such as courtyard houses, small villas, cars, motorcycles, etc. The delivery person here said that Miss Xia needs to sign for them in person."
Lu Qiu: “…”
He remembered that Xia Wange asked him two days ago if he could send some goods to the old house.
He said no problem.
So this is the goods.
It turns out that a container of goods is a little bit...
Pushing the door open, Lu Qiu found Xia Wange fiddling with a red paper umbrella. Next to her was a black bag that she often used to go out to work. Lu Qiu was stunned, "You want to go out?"
"Yes, there is something important." Xia Wange nodded, "And after getting over the longest time yesterday, even if I lose consciousness next time, it will not exceed ten seconds at most. I can handle it, but the Cold Clothes Festival does not wait for anyone, and I also have an important commission to do."
Lu Qiu was silent.
The black magic was performed at eight o'clock in the evening of the first day, and the Cold Food Festival happened to be on the last day. According to the custom of the Ghost Festival, she would usually start to get busy after twelve o'clock, but at eight o'clock in the evening of the Cold Food Festival, the three-day process was actually completely over.
"I'll go with you." Although Lu Qiu's tone was inquiring, his words were actually declarative.
"OK."
"By the way, the things you wanted to burn have arrived." Lu Qiu said, "A semi-trailer container? You need to receive it in person."
"Oh, then I know who sent it." Xia Wange folded the red paper umbrella and took it away, "Let's go and pick up the goods."
"Well, Zhang Song has already driven and is waiting downstairs."
After the two got in the car, Lu Qiu couldn't help but ask, "Do you need to burn so much this time?"
"So it's still your Jingye who has the greatest demand." Xia Wange said helplessly, "When I visited a few masters, I asked them to ask who needs it for me. It turned out that the demand is huge. When Cao Niannian gave me the list, I was shocked. The high-quality paper-made models that were scaled down in the same proportion were almost never bought before. I didn't expect that everyone would buy them this time. The model owner of the paper-made shop I'm familiar with is almost done making these sparks, and there are still many orders that can't be scheduled, so they'll be left for Qingming Festival."
Lu Qiu blinked, "So many that we need to put them in containers?"
"This thing can't be compressed, and it's impossible for me to glue it myself after sending it to me. This is the only way. It's just big in size, but not very heavy." Xia Wange said, "You have to help me find a bigger place to burn them, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be caught for arson."
Xia Wange doesn't want to have anything to do with Uncle Hat now.
"There is another problem now." Lu Qiu looked at Xia Wange and said, "With so much, how are you going to transport it to where it is burning? There are many places where semi-trailers cannot reach."
Xia Wange looked at Lu Qiu, "......"
"yes."
"How do I transport it?"