"Yes, there is a glimmer of hope in this formation."
Ning Zhishui walked closer to the rubble and, in the surprised gaze of everyone, he pulled out a small, intact bag from it.
When I opened it, there was a bunch of hair inside, stained with blood.
"Is this lock of hair and the blood on it yours?" she asked, turning around.
The second master stared at the bag in a daze, as if he remembered something. His face turned even paler, and there was a glimmer of regret in his eyes.
"If you had come to this courtyard more often over the years, the power of this formation would have been greatly reduced. But unfortunately, it's obvious that you haven't been here." Ning Zhishui chuckled, "Because if you had been here, the blood inside would have remained moist and bright, thus suppressing the formation. But now it's completely dry."
Mrs. Lin is really soft-hearted. Even after the person has decided to die, she still can't bear it.
Perhaps she held onto a one-in-ten-thousand chance of success, thinking that perhaps the man simply loved her too much to misunderstand her. Perhaps after she died, he would regret it and be reluctant to let her go, coming to the yard every day to remember her and their child.
If that were the case, then this formation would be too much for the Tang family and him, so she left behind that glimmer of hope.
But the unfaithful man never came back. He even thought that the yard was unlucky, so he sealed it up and moved to another courtyard to live in.
From this perspective, Mrs. Lin’s arrangement seems like a joke.
"This formation has been broken. As agreed, give me the deed to Yipin Pavilion." Ning Zhishui stretched out his hand to Tang Chen.
Tang Chen looked at the Tang family. Everyone was still deeply involved in Mrs. Lin's affairs. Their expressions were not very good, and no one paid attention to Ning Zhishui at this time.
So he nodded and said, "Okay, here is the deed. I will order my people to evacuate immediately, and you can move in today. Regarding my family's affairs... I have to thank you very much."
Ning Zhishui didn't bother to pay attention to them. He took the land deed and was about to leave.
"Master Ning!"
The Second Master suddenly called out to her, his voice hoarse and trembling, "The formation has been broken, and the Tang family has been freed of the evil spirit. From now on, the Tang family will no longer be troubled by it, right?"
"Well, the spiritual energy here will soon return to normal, and your misfortune will not continue. As for your extinction... because the loss has taken too long, it won't improve for at least ten years. However, if you do more good deeds and accumulate merit, perhaps there will be a turn for the better."
After saying that, he ignored the group of people standing there and left with Leng Lu and the others.
When he finally walked out of the yard, Ning Zhishui looked back at the second master.
He clung to the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands, his hands were pale and bony, and he was immersed in great loneliness, with his head lowered, looking very vulnerable.
A woman dressed as a woman seemed unable to bear to see this, so she walked up to him and patted him on the back. It was obvious that the two of them were very close by their behavior.
Ning Zhishui sneered and turned away.
Does it matter whether this person regrets it or not?
Many stupid people choose to hurt themselves first in order to hurt others, but in fact they are the only ones who get hurt.
Other people will still live a good life and have other people around them.
Like this second master, his wife and children died, and his family suffered retribution as a result. It must be said that the loss was heavy.
But so what? Didn't he still have the soft jade and warm fragrance by his side? How many times had he thought of that mother and son over the years?
If you really can't bear to leave, even if you don't dare to step into the yard, you will definitely send servants to clean and tidy it up, and you will never let it become so desolate and overgrown with weeds.
I have to say that Mrs. Lin is still too naive.
If Ning Zhishui were her, she wouldn't choose suicide. She would just live well and then take revenge with her own hands. She would make that man kneel before her and kowtow and beg for mercy, and then kick him over.
"You guys go to Yipin Pavilion now, clear out the things and people inside, redecorate it, and prepare a plaque. Call it Wuji Pavilion." Ning Zhishui instructed Leng Lu's people after leaving the Tang family. "Leng Lu should be more familiar with the supply of goods than I am. If you need help, go to President Meng of the Alchemist Guild, or Zhao Chang of the Zhao family. They will be willing to help."
"Leng Lu, I'm going to see President Meng now, so you can just come with me."
"yes."
Leng Lu's men went directly to Yipin Pavilion, while Ning Zhishui took Leng Lu to the Alchemy Association.
President Meng sent a message to Ning Zhishui this morning, saying that he had bought the Hundred Ci Ice from the Zhang family and asked her to go and get it. He also happened to have something to tell her.
"The Hundred-Ci Ice was delivered to me by the Zhang residence this morning. They didn't take the crystals, but instead asked me for a few bottles of medicinal pills." Guild Master Meng took out the Hundred-Ci Ice and said, "Check it to see if there's anything wrong with it."
"The stuff is pretty good, no problem. How many crystals should I give you?" Ning Zhishui asked with a smile.
The Hundred Thorns Ice was also obtained, and now only the Velvet Snowflakes were left.
Ning Zhishui mentioned the matter of velvet snowflakes to Zhao Chang and asked him to keep an eye out for them and buy them for him if he saw any.
"You don't have to give me the crystal, but I want to ask you for help with something." President Meng sighed.
This is where we have something serious to say.
"Leng Lu, wait for me outside." Ning Zhishui said.
"yes."
After Leng Lu left, Ning Zhishui said, "President Meng, I just bought a shop in the city and plan to do some material business. The location is where Yipin Pavilion used to be. When I'm not in the city, Leng Lu will be in charge. If he has any questions, please help him."
"Of course, congratulations." President Meng was a little surprised. He didn't expect that she would actually take over the Yipin Pavilion. "But, are you leaving Luoyu City?"
"It will be soon, probably in the next few days. I'll let President Meng know before I leave." Ning Zhishui nodded, then asked President Meng, "Do you have anything to say?"
President Meng pondered for a moment before speaking.
But it scared Ning Zhishui a lot.
"I'd like to invite you to be the Vice President of the Alchemy Association. My appointment order will be issued in about two months. Then I will be transferred to the General Alchemy Association in Jiang Baizhou, and you will become the new President here." President Meng said, "Don't worry. I know you have a lot of things to do and it's impossible for you to stay in the Alchemy Association or even Luoyu City every day. So this President is just a title. Someone below will be responsible for taking care of the specific affairs, so you won't be bothered."
Ning Zhishui was shocked because some positions depend on seniority.
If I were a heavenly-level alchemist, at the highest level, it would be understandable for these people to ignore my qualifications and only focus on my strength.
But she is only a Xuan-level alchemist now. There are many people who are stronger than her, and at her age... it is difficult to convince others.
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