"Thanks." Liu Qingmei nodded slightly, then rolled up the car window.
"You're just leaving like that?" Ye Xingchen asked.
“Yes, the name of the Liu family of Jiyang is just that effective.” Liu Qingmei nodded.
"Don't they even bother to verify your identity?" Ye Xingchen asked curiously.
“No need to verify. In Jiyang, no one dares to impersonate a member of the Liu family.” Liu Qingmei confidently raised her head, but the next second, she was proven wrong.
A young man walked over with another man, shouting as he went, "Village chief, I've used my connections to invite the great spirit of the Liu family. This is Liu Zhiyong, the third-generation descendant of the Liu family. He has the magical powers of the Third Master Liu. He said there are evil spirits in our village and he came here specifically to cleanse us of them."
"Liu Zhiyong?" Liu Qingmei frowned deeply. There was no such person as Liu Zhiyong in their Liu family.
She turned her head and saw a man with a sleazy appearance walking over, led by several villagers.
This guy was dressed in a Zhongshan suit, looking quite respectable, but his eyes revealed shrewdness and mercenary nature; you could tell at a glance he was the kind of person who frequently traveled the streets.
The village chief was stunned, as were the people who were about to open the roadblocks and let the people pass, and even Liu Qingmei was stunned.
There's already one member of the Liu family here, so where did the other one come from? Besides, this guy looks like a charlatan.
Soon, Liu Qingmei realized that the guy in front of her was a complete imposter.
She had just said that no one from the Liu family could impersonate her, but then she was proven wrong. How could she bear this? She turned around, opened the car door, and got out.
Ye Xingchen was both amused and exasperated, but she opened the door and went downstairs.
“Your Xinghua Village is surrounded by mountains on three sides, forming a yin place. Moreover, the area around Guyang Pass used to be an execution ground where many people died. That’s why your place has been plagued by accidents time and time again.”
"But you don't need to worry. I am a third-generation descendant of the Liu family. My grandfather was a friend of Master Liu. Our Liu family possesses Master Liu's magic. I can dispel evil spirits for you."
"Master, I would like to ask you how to dispel evil spirits for the villagers? Is it necessary to offer incense money?" Ye Xingchen asked.
The young man from the Liu family spoke rapidly, not even glancing at Ye Xingchen, and said without turning his head, "Of course, some money for incense oil is needed, after all, I also need to make offerings to Third Master."
"It's not a lot of money. Everyone can chip in 50,000 yuan. 50,000 yuan isn't a lot. We can easily scrape it together. But think about it, once we've scraped together this 50,000 yuan, this place will become a peaceful place. So it's definitely worth it."
As Liu Zhiyong spoke, he took out his prop, a shiny black stone: "Everyone, look closely, this stone is the Black Water Stone that Third Master gave me. It possesses Third Master's magic, and I can use this magic to summon wind and rain..."
"Then why don't you pray for rain so we can see?" Ye Xingchen said, somewhat amused.
"Pray for rain? Do you think this is some roadside vendor selling counterfeit goods? Using magic will severely damage my own vital energy. You think you can just ask for rain like that?" Liu Zhiyong was displeased. He glanced at Ye Xingchen and suddenly realized that the person in front of him was not from the village.
Because the Maybach behind Ye Xingchen is probably worth more than ten million yuan, which is probably more than the annual GDP of the entire village within dozens of miles.
“Who are you people? People from other villages shouldn’t be making a fuss here. Go on your way or keep going. This is none of your business,” Liu Zhiyong said.
"You said you're from the Liu family?" Liu Qingmei stepped forward and sized up Liu Zhiyong.
“That’s right, I am a third-generation member of the Liu family in Jiyang. The old master of the Liu family is my grandfather.” Liu Zhiyong nodded and said shamelessly.
"What evidence do you have to prove it?" Liu Qingmei laughed. There are all kinds of people in this world nowadays. There are even people who randomly claim ancestors?
“There are plenty of things that can prove my identity. Look, this is the old master’s pipe. The old master practiced the magic of the third master, and the pipe he played with all day long was also imbued with immortal energy. When this pipe is brought out, all evil spirits retreat.”
"And this..."
Liu Zhiyong took out the items in his hands as if they were his own treasures, introducing them to everyone one by one. But at this moment, he suddenly glared at everyone and said, "No, why should I prove anything to you? I am the heir of the Liu family. If you have nothing to do, get out of the way and don't get in my way."
"How am I supposed to know if you're an imposter if you don't prove it?" Liu Qingmei glared at Liu Zhiyong.
"What a joke, me an imposter? Little girl, don't go looking for trouble. Do you know how expensive my appearance fee is?" Liu Zhiyong laughed in anger: "If it weren't for the critical situation here, you wouldn't be able to hire any of your people at all."
As he spoke, he began to instigate the villagers again: "The situation here is very serious. My asking price of 50,000 is the fairest. If you don't believe me, I can leave anytime, but you'd better think carefully about the consequences. Don't come back to me later if you regret it. I'm not coming back."
As he packed his things, he prepared to leave, but his eyes kept glancing at the villagers out of the corner of his eye; he was waiting for them to try and persuade him to stay.
"Mr. Liu, wait a moment." At this moment, the village chief spoke up. He composed himself and stepped forward.
"What? You've come to your senses?" Liu Zhiyong turned his head: "Let me tell you, Master Liu knows what I did. Even if you come to your senses now, it won't work. You'll have to pay more."
"Hehe, Mr. Liu, please don't misunderstand, this isn't about money." The village chief was a shrewd and calculating man. He said with a forced smile, "We have no doubt about Mr. Liu's abilities."
"Moreover, some things have indeed happened in the village recently, and we would very much welcome capable and skilled individuals."
"Hehe, at least you have some self-awareness." Liu Zhiyong was quite pleased with these words.
“But…” Just then, the village chief changed his tone and said, “There are just too many charlatans these days. Mr. Liu, you have to show me your real skills, don’t you?”
"What, you still doubt me?" Liu Zhiyong's expression changed, and he was about to reprimand the village chief.
But the village chief quickly said, "I'm not doubting Mr. Liu, but this lady also claims to be from the Liu family of Jiyang. I don't know if you two... know each other?"
"What? She's also from the Liu family?" Liu Zhiyong's expression changed slightly as he looked at Liu Qingmei.
He thought to himself that he was doomed this time, that the imposter had met the real deal, but after staring at Liu Qingmei from left to right for a long time, he felt that the woman in front of him seemed to have nothing to offer except for her beauty.
Is she really a member of the Liu family? This made Liu Zhiyong somewhat doubtful.
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