Chapter 164 The Ghost Riding on the Head of the Heavenly Master 31

"Dad, the scar on your hand... is gone?" Qiu Yang pointed at his father's hand and widened his eyes.

He remembered clearly that his father's hand was cut during a medical dispute, which dealt a devastating blow to his career.

There are always scars from stitches on my father's hands.

Now these scars have disappeared.

Father Qiu looked at his hands, and then his fingers moved deftly.

He said, "My hand seems...healed?"

After his hand recovered, he was able to carry out his daily life without any problems, but he was unable to perform the surgeries that he had previously done easily.

"What belongs to you is yours. Why are you so surprised?" Yu Lanxi was calm.

Qiu's mother's cell phone rang, and she picked up the call when she saw it was from the police station.

"You said... Liu Yang was captured? Is that true? Thank you..."

Liu Yang was the partner of Qiu's mother who ran away with the money.

So many years have passed, and Qiu's mother never thought that she could bring the person back.

Moreover, the police revealed on the phone that she was very likely to recover the money.

Even though she no longer had any hope, Qiu's mother was still excited to get back what she had lost.

The four members of the Qiu family all looked at Yu Lanxi as if she were their benefactor.

Yu Lanxi said, "Just transfer the money to my sister."

Lan Zhaozhao quoted a price and took out the payment code for the Qiu family to scan.

The Qiu family thought the price was too affordable and directly gave four times the price.

If they hadn't met Yu Lanxi, their Qiu family would most likely have been doomed to destruction.

Song Company

Song Jiao and several employees were chatting in the tea room.

At work, Song Jiao is a serious person.

Outside of work, he gets along well with his employees and often chats with them in the tea room during his free time.

As they were chatting, Song Jiao suddenly felt the amulet he was wearing getting hot.

When he pulled it out and took a look, he found that the bright color of the amulet gradually faded and eventually turned into ashes.

"Mr. Song, your talisman..."

"It's on fire!" Song Jiao's assistant pointed to the back of the potted plant, picked up the teapot, and ran towards the potted plant.

Strangely, there was nothing flammable near the potted plants.

What was burning was the soil in the potted plant, which gave off a fishy smell. The color of the flame was also wrong, a color that was red to black.

The assistant's hand shook, and the teapot poured water into the potted plant, but the flame did not go out.

The fire did not go out, nor did it spread, it was still burning.

There was a foul smell in the air that was disgusting.

As soon as Song Jiao saw this situation, he knew something was wrong.

He immediately called Yu Lanxi: "Master Yu, the color of the amulet you gave me has faded! Can you come over?"

"I'm already at your company, waiting." Yu Lanxi replied.

Song Jiao's face lit up: "Thank you."

Master Yu was truly a prophet. Not only did he give him the amulet in advance, he also arrived on time.

Seeing that Mr. Song had called the master, no one dared to get close to the potted plants, but the smell in the air was really unbearable.

Someone sprayed air freshener.

But the air is not fresh at all and can make people dizzy.

In just a moment, Yu Lanxi, Xiao Jinhe and Lan Zhaozhao arrived at the tea room.

As soon as they stepped in, the flames burning in the potted plants went out instantly, and the smell in the air disappeared instantly.

"Master Yu, the stench is gone now that you're here!" Song Jiao said, "You're truly worthy of me."

In fact, this was just a coincidence. The things in the potted plants just happened to burn out.

If that is true, it should be because of Xiao Jinhe's physique, and he is blessed by heaven.

Yu Lanxi didn't explain, but was puzzled: "Then why don't you leave the tea room?"

Song Jiao said, "Maybe the stench has dulled his brain."

The assistant and others wanted to go out, but the boss was still inside smelling the stench, so how could they dare to leave?

"Dig out the things in the potted plants." Yu Lanxi said.

Song Jiao said, "Who's going? The year-end bonus will be increased tenfold."

The assistant rushed out in one swift step.

With ten times the year-end bonus, let alone turning over the potted plants that once smelled like shit, he could even do it if he was asked to dig out feces!

When the other employees saw the assistant's speed, they thought to themselves that it was no wonder that Assistant Zhou had a high salary, as he was so efficient.

"It's not a big deal. You do the trick." Yu Lanxi ordered.

After all the mud was removed, Lan Zhaozhao put on disposable gloves.

Her brother asked her to buy the gloves halfway, saying that they would be useful.

Now it is really used.

Lan Zhaozhao dug out a small wooden box from the mud.

The wooden box was pitch black with a reddish hue, and a strong smell of blood could be smelled from it. When it was opened, one could see that it was filled with yin-filled soil.

The soil had a muddy smell.

If you search inside again, you can find an evil talisman paper.

The talisman paper wrapped around a straw doll soaked in blood. On the paper stuck to the back of the straw doll were written Song Jiao's name and date of birth.

Song Jiao stretched his neck and saw his name and date of birth, and he felt terrible.

This is aimed at him!

"Why is the negative energy in this soil so strong?" Lan Zhaozhao asked Yu Lanxi.

Yu Lanxi said: "The soil from the grave, and it was specially found for the grave of someone who died suddenly."

"No wonder." Lan Zhaozhao took off his gloves, took a talisman and stuck it on the wooden box. The burning talisman paper released a faint fragrance of orchid.

Under the effect of the talisman paper, the negative energy on the box gradually dissipated.

"The snacks in Mr. Song's tea room are delicious, Xiao Xi, try some." Xiao Jinhe brewed a new pot of tea and poured it for Yu Lanxi, looking very leisurely.

Song Jiao was very envious of Xiao Jinhe's leisurely appearance.

The company's affairs have not been resolved yet, and he is not in the mood to eat.

Yu Lanxi sat and drank tea: "This tea is good."

"Xiao Zhou." Song Jiao gave his assistant a look, "Pack a few boxes of tea for Master Yu."

"Okay!" The assistant quickly went to pack the tea.

Yu Lanxi pointed at the potted plant and reminded Song Jiao: "You can watch the surveillance."

Song Jiao came over with a computer and checked the surveillance footage in the tea room.

Hong Yuanjie was seen in the surveillance video. Hong Yuanjie was an employee he had just fired.

The box was buried by Hong Yuanjie.

"These cursed objects should have been placed somewhere closest to you. Either in your home or your office," Yu Lanxi said. "He probably couldn't get in, so he placed them in the tea room."

"Indeed, everyone in the company knows about my habit of hanging out in the tea room when I have nothing to do." Song Jiao's expression was cold. "Just because I fired him, this guy treats me like this?"

"No, the straw doll was planted a long time ago. He hates the rich. Of course, with your family background, the doll will have little impact on you unless it is activated." Yu Lanxi said, "You fired him, so he took action and tried to harm you."