Chapter 41 Chapter 41 updated 11/15.

Sang Wanwan returned to the living room and walked straight to Chi Junyu. Tuantuan was still sleeping soundly in Chi Junyu's arms, with red cheeks.

She touched her son's head and told Chi Junyu that she would go and deal with things with Song Mian and others later.

Chi Junyu nodded and said, "Okay, Tuantuan and I will wait for you at home."

Sang Wanwan looked at him and saw that he looked normal, but she was still a little worried and said, "I might be home late."

Chi Junyu's mouth curled down slightly, "Okay."

Sang Wanwan was quick to sense that something was wrong with his mood and said, "When you and your son get home, you should do your own things. You can't just wait for me at the door like you did the first time."

Chi Junyu responded in a gentle tone: "Okay."

Sang Wanwan: "I need to practice two sets of real test papers. I will check them when I get home.

Chi Junyu still agreed in a good mood.

After thinking for a while, Sang Wanwan still felt uneasy, and continued, "Memorize at least 20 pages of the Criminal Law. I will randomly check."

"Okay." Chi Junyu held her hand, "Wanwan, go to work without worry. Although I am a cripple, I will definitely not drag you down."

Sang Wanwan narrowed her eyes slightly. Why did his words sound so weird?

She looked at Chi Junyu's face, not understanding what he meant, and finally said, "Don't think too much. We are husband and wife, there is no such thing as a burden or not."

It seems that she needs to speed up the process so that Chi Junyu's legs can return to normal as soon as possible.

Sang Wanwan slightly bent down and pressed her forehead against his. "Wait for me at home."

Chi Junyu's face flushed under the mask. He hummed and said gently, "Wanwan, you are just a paid contract worker. Just stand by and watch while they work. If something goes wrong, run away. Working hard is what regular employees should do."

Sang Wanwan smiled and said, "Don't worry, husband. I understand all these things."

Meng Jiaojiao and the others beside him: "..."

This couple is really good enough. Who was it that said they were a fake couple?

Song Mian and others who just walked over: "..."

Why do you say this openly? Can't you consider the feelings of these regular employees?

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After Sang Wanwan coaxed her husband, Song Mian promised that she would have the police personally send Chi Junyu and his son back, and then she left with the others.

At the gate of Bozhouwan Villa District, there was a group of reporters, internet celebrities who had heard the news, and netizens who were just waiting to see what was happening.

When their car was driving out, it was almost forced to stop, but fortunately the police came to disperse the crowd.

As the car drove further away, Zhang Yi frowned and said, "These people are really full and hungry. What's the point of blocking the way here for such a trivial matter?"

He thought about the group of netizens on the Internet who could paralyze the software network for such a thing. It was really inexplicable.

Sang Wanwan glanced at him and said lazily, "You work hard to solve the supernatural phenomena in this world, isn't it just so that they can have enough food to eat? Why do you have to do this meaningless thing?"

Zhang Yi was stunned, and Song Mian, Lu Yufei and the others were also stunned.

After a while.

Zhang Yi laughed and sneered, "You think too much. I work to improve my abilities. It has nothing to do with those idle netizens."

Song Mian also said seriously: "Yes, I agree with Zhang Yi. We work only for ourselves and have nothing to do with others."

Han Xiuyan also nodded and sighed, "My father has placed high hopes on me since the day I joined the Supernatural Events Management Bureau. There's nothing I can do. The circle is really too competitive now, especially our three centuries-old Xuanmen families. Every time we have a private gathering, the elders are bragging... ahem, the elders are just having friendly exchanges and comparisons, and we young people are under a lot of pressure."

He said this, shaking his head.

Sang Wanwan glanced at them, took out a notebook and a pen, opened the notebook and started writing quickly.

I don’t know why, but when Lu Yufei saw her movements, her eyelids twitched several times, and her heart started beating as if it was going to jump out.

Song Mian took a moment to glance at it while texting: "What are you writing?"

After Sang Wanwan finished writing, she sealed the notebook and smiled softly, "After the brief exchange just now, I feel that your ideas are not good. I decided to suggest to Deputy Director Lin that he open another ideological and moral education class."

Several people widened their eyes and gasped.

Song Mian was almost choked to death by his own saliva.

Several people immediately remembered that last time Sang Wanwan said that their attitude towards ordinary people when handling cases was not good, and suggested that Deputy Director Lin organize a training class to focus on cultivating their service awareness.

Deputy Director Lin happened to listen to this suggestion, and the training class was already set up, and half of the teachers were recruited. Soon, they had to finish their work every day, and then they had to attend the training class, and take weekly, monthly, midterm, and final exams.

Just thinking about this kind of thing makes them feel dizzy and their heads ache. Now Sang Wanwan is making another suggestion. Why do we need to open a moral education class?!

In this regard, Song Mian really wants to say that your suggestion is very good, but don’t make any suggestions in the future.

Unfortunately, she didn't dare to say this.

She coughed a few times because of the saliva, and her cheeks and neck turned red. She grabbed Sang Wanwan's hand and said, "Wan, cough, listen to me, cough, cough, you are right, we work so hard just to let those netizens eat melons without worries."

Han Xiuyan also reacted quickly, nodded quickly and changed the subject: "That's right, we are working hard to move forward, just to let ordinary people quarrel on the Internet over trivial matters such as whether zongzi tastes better when it is salty or sweet."

Sang Wanwan raised her hand.

Every time she moved, Lu Yufei's heartbeat quickened. She swallowed and racked her brains, saying, "Yes, everything we do is to create a safe environment for ordinary people, so that they can live and work in peace and happiness."

After saying this, Lu Yufei's face froze. What does it have to do with her whether these people are happy or not, safe or not?

Sang Wanwan said "Oh" and said in surprise: "Isn't it for the 100% management rights of the two cities?"

Lu Yufei lied with her eyes wide open: "...What management rights? There is no such thing. Anyway, I have never heard of it."

Zhang Yi was the last to react.

He had been away on a mission for some time, and shortly after he came back, he was told that they would have to attend training courses on service awareness.

When he finished reading the course schedule, his head was almost in a knot.

Colleagues said that Deputy Director Lin had issued a strict order this time, saying that anyone who did not attend class would be fired directly if they failed the exams in the future.

Zhang Yi's face was full of tension, and he nodded frantically: "Ah, yes, yes, yes, they said exactly what I wanted to say."

Sang Wanwan stuffed the notebook and pen into her bag: "Okay, I know what you think."

After seeing her actions, several people's faces turned green and they all looked at her eagerly.

Deputy Director Lin didn't know what was going on, but it was as if he was poisoned by Sang Wanwan. He praised her highly in several meetings and repeatedly shook his head and sighed that it was a pity that Sang Wanwan was not a formal employee of the Administration.

If Sang Wanwan made this suggestion, they were 100% sure that Deputy Director Lin would adopt it.

Just thinking about it makes them feel like their heads are going to explode.

Song Mian asked cautiously, "Do you still want to raise this suggestion with Deputy Director Lin?"

Sang Wanwan smiled and said, "It depends on the situation."

Not being able to get a clear answer from her, several people felt very heavy-hearted, and looked at Sang Wanwan several times, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

Until we got to the hospital.

The hospital where Rong Qing works is a private hospital under the name of Qin Group. Some of the guests who were poisoned by Sang Jiaheng's fart were also transferred here.

Sang Jin has been living here since he was discharged from Mr. Qian’s hospital a week ago.

Sang Wanwan and a few others were walking towards the hospital's inpatient department. On the way, they saw several nurses carrying Sang Xueruo and Sang Jiaheng down.

Looking at Sang Xueruo who was wrapped like a mummy, and the white flesh exposed at Sang Jiaheng's buttocks, Song Mian and the others immediately thought of the two farts in the surveillance video.

Several people shuddered inexplicably and quickly looked away.

Sang Wanwan followed them to the inpatient department and went directly to the VIP ward on the top floor.

As soon as Song Mian pushed the door of the ward, painful groans were heard from inside.

Rong Qing was lying on the bed, most of his legs were gone, the eyeball of his left eye had been removed, and his face was extremely pale.

His naked upper body was covered in scratches, many of which had turned into pus and some had already rotted away.

The atmosphere in the entire ward was very heavy, with only the sound of Rong Qing wailing in pain to the point of unconsciousness.

His father and grandfather both looked dejected, as if they had been robbed of 100 million.

Well, Sang Wanwan came here today just to rob them of one hundred million.

Lu Yufei nodded at them: "Grandpa Rong, Uncle Rong."

Both of them looked tired.

Sang Wanwan glanced at Rong Qing and said casually, "This is too tragic."

She suddenly spoke, shocking everyone else. Both Rong's father and Grandpa Rong looked at her suddenly.

Song Mian tugged at Sang Wanwan's hand and signaled her with her eyes to shut up and stop talking nonsense.

As they were all from the same circle, Rong's father and the other man certainly knew Sang Wanwan. They stared at her with sullen faces and cold eyes.

Sang Wanwan didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "Rongqing's car accident was definitely not an accident. I know who did it."

Rong's father stood up instantly, "Who?! Who is it?!"

Sang Wanwan said calmly, "Is it true that I can get 50 million for providing clues?"

Rong's father said anxiously: "Yes, yes, fifty million, I'll give you fifty million!"

Thinking about how his excellent son was murdered, Rong's father wished he could kill the murderer!

Sang Wanwan sighed and said, "Last time we entered the realm of the dead, there were some conflicts between Rong Qing and Sang Xueruo. I'm sure you guys know about it, right?"

Everyone was stunned.

Song Mian and others suddenly thought of the unusual energy fluctuations detected in the Sang family and the backlash against several people in the Sang family.

She was completely dumbfounded. "You mean, Rong Qing's car accident was related to Junior Sister Xue Rou?"

Sang Wanwan: "Yes, they did it."

Song Mian and others opened their mouths, unable to speak for a moment.

No matter how much Rong's father hated the murderer, he still maintained basic rationality and asked, "What evidence do you have?"

Before Sang Wanwan could say anything, Master Rong suddenly spoke up: "The ancestors of the Sang family were very good at the art of cursing. Although the Xuanmen family has listed these as forbidden techniques, the Sang family must have kept the relevant information."

Father Rong was so angry that he was shaking all over and roared, "Sang family, Sang family, I'm going to kill them now!"

Lu Yufei thought about it and decided to tell the story of the backlash against several people in the Sang family.

After hearing this, Rong's father laughed wildly, rushed to the bed and told Rong Qing the news over and over again.

Unfortunately, Rong Qing was tortured to the point of being unconscious and couldn't hear clearly what he was saying.

Sang Wanwan took out her bank card and handed it over.

Master Rong glanced at her and turned away with fifty million.

Song Mian watched from the side with a blank look in his eyes, swallowing uncontrollably.

This woman made 50 million just by saying a few simple words.

This money is so easy to make.

Sang Wanwan took the bank card back, thinking that she had got the 50 million again.

Grandpa Rong asked, "Do you have any way to treat my grandson's health?"

Sang Wanwan stuffed the bank card back into her handbag, looked at him and said, "It can be cured."

Father Rong looked over.

"But this is only a temporary solution, and the effect of each treatment can only last for ten days," Sang Wanwan glanced at the two of them, "You know better than anyone what these scratches on him are."

This was of course a lie to them.

Rong Qing was involved in the murder of Chi Junyu, and in the novel he instigated Sang Xueruo to dig up her grave twice. Of course she would not save such a person, so it would be better to keep him alive and let him and Sang Xueruo's family love each other and torture each other.

Rong's father's face changed: "Impossible, how can those beasts have such great abilities?"

Sang Wanwan glanced at him indifferently.

Master Rong remained calm throughout the whole process. Even when he knew that the Sang family had used a curse to harm his grandson, his emotions did not fluctuate much.

Looking at the wounds on his grandson's body, he quickly made a choice and said, "Three years ago, someone offered various top-quality talismans and rare magic tools in exchange for the blood of stray animals and various animal specimens. He required that the specimens must be made while the animals were alive. The more vivid and painful the expressions, the more he would pay."

Song Mian and the others' expressions changed slightly.

Sang Wanwan thought of the peculiar-smelling incense that Sang Xueruo lit when she entered Zhou Xingqiao's realm of the dead last time, and she knew that most of these so-called Xuanmen families were probably involved in this matter.

Master Rong continued, "The man was wearing a white cloak and a hat that covered his face. There was a moon totem on the back of his hand, and he was emitting a very strange light."

The Lord God Space was shocked: [“It’s him again, the unknown creature that gave Zhou Xingqiao the black bead!”]

Its tone was puzzled and slightly disgusted as it said, "Whose aesthetic sense is so bad that he keeps imitating the style of the former Lord God?!"

Sang Wanwan quickly thought about everything in her mind.

This unknown creature ostensibly helped Zhou Xingqiao by giving him the black bead, but in reality it wanted to control Zhou Xingqiao through the bead.

If Zhou Xingqiao uses the bead for a long time, his body will be seriously damaged and he will definitely be swallowed by the bead and replace him as the lord of the undead. At that time, everyone in the undead realm will die.

According to Grandpa Rong Qing, this thing appeared three years ago. Its scope is so wide all over the world that no one knows how many black beads he has given away, and how many lords of the undead realm have been swallowed up and replaced.

No wonder.

The undead realm lords she has encountered so far, whether it is Zhao Qing or Zhou Xingqiao, were not treacherous and evil people when they were alive.

According to her understanding, the conditions for becoming a lord are very harsh, and the first condition is to have a pure heart.

In the eyes of Song Mian and his friends, the Lord of the Undead Realm is moody, capable of all kinds of evil, and is a powerful and dangerous being.

Sang Wanwan looked at Song Mian and the others, thinking that their luck was very bad. The people they met were probably lords who had been swallowed and replaced by the black beads.

Song Mian became nervous when she looked at him.

Why was she looking at them like that? Was she hinting to her that something strange was going to happen in this increasingly dangerous and broken world?

"Oh, there's one more thing." Grandpa Rong took out his phone and opened the photo album. "When that man appeared three years ago, he gave us a portrait and said that if we could catch the person in the portrait one day, he would grant us one wish, any wish, regardless of life or death."

He found the photo he had taken and clicked it.

Sang Wanwan took a look.

The portrait was of a beautiful woman with perfect facial features, but her eyes didn't look very smart.

Master Rong said, "We have been looking for her privately over the years, but unfortunately we haven't met anyone who even looks like her in a few years."

Sang Wanwan called out to the little god and asked it to prepare a few packets of medicinal powder that could heal the wounds left by the evil spirits.

The Lord God Space picked and chose in the mall and finally found the right medicine powder. Under Sang Wanwan's coercion and inducement, he split the medicine powder into several small packages.

Sang Wanwan pretended to take out five small packets of medicine powder from her handbag, each packet containing only 10 grams.

She said gently, "Soak a small packet each time, wet the towel and wipe the wound. The effect will only last for ten days."

Father Rong was very excited.

Sang Wanwan gave him a small packet first and asked him to try the effect.

Rong's father immediately asked the bodyguards outside to fetch a small basin of warm water, opened the package and poured the powder into the water. The powder was golden and dissolved in water.

Rong's father took the towel and put it in the basin. After wrung the towel dry, he gently wiped the rotten flesh on Rong Qing's chest.

Then, everyone present saw an incredible scene: the rotten meat gradually returned to normal.

Rong's father's hands began to tremble with excitement.

Beside him, Master Rong's calm expression finally changed, and he looked at Sang Wanwan with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

Sang Wanwan reminded: "Remember to transfer the money to me."

Master Rong gave her a meaningful look and turned away.

Song Mian and the others were all thinking: In less than half an hour, Sang Wanwan had earned 100 million.

Master Rong suppressed his emotions and asked, "How can I cure my grandson completely?"

Sang Wanwan said: "The animals you hurt have turned into vengeful spirits and are coming back for revenge. Unless you catch them and gain their forgiveness, no one can cure your grandson."

The ghosts of animals were not something that could be created in this world. Now they appeared and could hurt people. It was definitely the former god who was causing trouble.

Song Mian and others suddenly felt overwhelmed.

Sure enough, a new dangerous thing appeared. Judging from the expressions of Rong's father and Grandpa Rong, this thing called animal ghost was clearly created by them.

Several people felt like vomiting blood, and their faces turned black.

Looking at Rong Qing's situation, we know that this animal ghost is very difficult to deal with.

These people do nothing all day and are busy with other things. If there is any problem, these grassroots people have to run around to solve it.

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Sang Wanwan came out of the hospital and went straight to the flower shop next to the hospital.

Song Mian and a few others followed her closely, thinking about the animal ghosts, feeling very heavy-hearted.

The main reason is that they have no idea what this thing is and have no idea how to catch it.

Sang Wanwan stopped at the door of the flower shop.

Chi Junyu likes roses, and she has already planted a patch of roses for him at home. Let's change to other flowers this time.

Which flowers should I send? Sang Wanwan looked thoughtful.

Sunflower? Tulip? Gypsophila? Blue Angelica?

Song Mian and others saw Sang Wanwan suddenly stop at the door of a flower shop. Her face was more solemn than they had ever seen her before, as if she had encountered an extremely difficult situation.

My God, they had never seen Sang Wanwan with such an expression before.

Song Mian and the other three suddenly felt as if they were facing a powerful enemy. They were tense and looked around nervously.

Could it be that the ghost of that animal has appeared? ! Or is there something more terrifying? !

Song Mian lowered his voice and asked, "Is there something wrong here? Should we call the police and seal off this place?"

Sang Wanwan looked at them and asked in surprise: "Why are you still here? What are you sealing? I'm thinking about what flowers to buy for my husband."

Four people: “…”

Why do you have to make such a scary expression just to buy a flower?!