Chapter 8

When Bai Siyu met Song Qing in the evening, it was in a high-end private teahouse with great privacy.

But he was not interested in the tea that cost ten thousand yuan per ounce and only asked for a glass of boiled water.

After all, he doesn't want to get sick after drinking it!

Damn the Qin family. Not only did they make his fate so bad that he can’t even drink good tea, they also slandered him online.

That’s right, Bai Siyu now knows that he is “wanted” by the entire network, and there are probably at least 80 million people scolding him now, if not 100 million.

Qin Zhi is such a shameless bastard!

I don't know how Qin Zhi had the nerve to pretend to be innocent, fragile and loveless and post such things online, as if he was never cared for by the Qin family. Please... Although he is an adopted son, he is obviously the most pampered one in the Qin family, okay? !

It was obviously him, the fake child, who was abused and tortured!

I'm so angry, so angry, so angry...

It is true that bad bamboo cannot produce good bamboo shoots.

Bai Siyu's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was already filled with the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

He casually flipped through the paternity assessment report in the folder and found a purple-red gold-stamped invitation on the top of the folder.

"What is this?"

"Master Bai, this is an invitation from the Mu family. They want you to go to the Mu family to check out their Feng Shui."

Song Qing had been sitting respectfully opposite Bai Siyu, with sweat oozing from his palms. It was difficult for him to remain calm after being entrusted with such an important task.

Although the Zhiyuan Real Estate managed by their chairman is also nationally renowned, it is still far behind the Mu family. He absolutely cannot ruin it!

"Mu family?" Bai Siyu thought about it and figured out a general idea from his memory.

The Mu family seemed to be of considerable pedigree, even higher than the Qin family. They were one of the most powerful families in China, with a strong foundation.

But the laws of nature do not allow perfection. The shortcoming of the Mu family may be that the most talented and outstanding third son of the Mu family, Mu Changzhu, is actually a sickly person and is destined to not live past the age of 30.

Bai Siyu opened the invitation, and a pair of majestic and powerful calligraphy instantly came into his sight, making him exclaim softly.

“Good handwriting!”

Comparable to his master!

"This is an invitation written by Mr. Mu himself, respectfully inviting you to visit the Mu family."

Song Qing said quickly.

"Written by Master Mu himself?" Bai Siyu's eyes swept over the signature, and the three big characters "Mu Shiming" came into view.

Sure enough, it’s not the name of the third young master of the Mu family.

Poor parents all over the world...

Bai Siyu looked at the invitation time on the invitation and thought before speaking.

"I can agree to this, but..."

"But what?" Song Qing clenched his hands, "If you need me to pick you up, I can do it. This is what our chairman ordered."

Bai Siyu shook his head and paused for a moment.

Finally, he frowned and said, "Forget it, it's nothing."

At worst he's fully armed.

No matter how rich the Mu family is, they won't let him die without a chance to return, right? !

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Today is a big day, and it is also a beautiful day with clear skies and bright sunshine.

It has been a long time since the Mu family has been as lively as it is today.

From the eighty-year-old shepherd grandfather to the youngest grandson, little Tuanzi, who was only two and a half years old... everyone except the shepherd chief Zhu gathered in the main house.

In the shade of green bushes, vehicles carrying several heavenly masters arrived one after another.

Leading the group was Han Dongliang, the head of the National Special Events Department. He was dressed in a casual Mao suit, holding a Zhenshan ruler, with thick eyebrows and a thick nose, and his hair was shaved short. He had a stern and upright demeanor, was over fifty years old, and was followed by a subordinate and apprentice.

Following closely behind were Master Liu Tianshi and Master Sun Tianshi, who had long since retired.

Master Liu is a thin old man with white hair and a long beard. He holds a compass in one hand and wears cloth shoes. He is always smiling, kind and amiable. He looks most like the Taoist masters in TV dramas. He also brought an apprentice with him.

Tianshi Sun did not bring any apprentices with her. She wore a printed long dress, her silver hair was curled up in a high bun, and she carried a knitted bag with a mysterious pattern on her hand. She looked like an old lady who was very good at square dancing. No one would have guessed that she was Tianshi.

Several of them were old acquaintances, but they had never appeared at the same home at the same time to see someone's fortune. Generally, high-ranking officials and dignitaries would be lucky to invite just one of them, and they would have to be very respectful, let alone invite so many people.

Apart from the top guy in the whole country, only Master Mu has the energy, fame and confidence.

But what they didn't expect was that when they finished greeting and were about to enter the main house, another car slowly stopped behind their car.

A person whose aura was obviously no less than that of a Heavenly Master came down.

The three of them remained expressionless, but they couldn't help but look at each other.

After all, China hasn't had a new Heavenly Master for many years, where did this new great master come from? !

Several people turned their heads and looked behind them——

They saw a tall figure with clothes even stranger than theirs standing next to the last car. Not only was he wrapped up tightly, he also had a helmet on his head and even held a cane in his hand!

When the man saw the three of them, he slowly raised his hand and solemnly pushed the mask in front of his helmet up a little bit.

Just showing two neat and beautiful rows of white teeth, smiling so brightly and innocently~

Master Han, Master Liu, and Master Sun: "......"

Who is this person?

They looked at each other again, but only saw these six words "I don't know him either" in each other's eyes.

Bai Siyu didn't get a response, but he didn't get angry either. He just walked over slowly with a smile on his face, leaning on his crutches.

"Hello."

It's okay if he doesn't make any sound, but once he makes a sound, several heavenly masters are shocked. This childish boy's voice... It's obvious that he is a minor!

How is it possible? They clearly felt an aura that was no less powerful than that of the Heavenly Master. How could he be a minor? ! !

But now they had no time to speculate any more, because the Mu family, led by Old Man Mu, had already come out to greet them.

After a round of compliments and greetings, everyone was invited into the main hall of the house.

The decoration style of the Mu family's main residence is low-key and elegant, but it cannot be said to be not luxurious.

As soon as he entered the hall, Bai Siyu felt a strong and sharp aura of wealth surrounding him, and his feet slipped immediately!

Fortunately, he used his crutch to stick it out and did not fall.

But before he could rejoice, Bai Siyu felt a huge force suddenly attack his head——

There was a loud "bang!" and a beautiful porcelain bottle that was more than half an arm's length exploded on Bai Siyu's head.

Countless thick porcelain pieces burst out like flowers scattered from heaven, falling to the ground with a crackling sound.

The entire hall was shocked by this sudden change. Everyone was almost petrified for a moment, and then burst into screams.

"Master Bai has been hit, someone come quickly, someone come quickly! Call the doctor!"

"Is this a porcelain vase from the official kiln on the third floor? How did it fall down?!"

"Oh my god, Master Bai, are you okay?!!"

"......"

A group of people gathered around, and the few fortune tellers at the end of the crowd looked thoughtful, not daring to underestimate the young man in front of them. Fortune tellers are never allowed to predict their own fortunes, but this young man had obviously expected this!

Bai Siyu didn't notice the changes in their expressions. He just felt dizzy. He raised his head and glanced at the top of his head, thinking that God was really too much and a bit outrageous.

He had only been in the Mu family for a few seconds. Why was he being stabbed so soon? ! !

Fortunately, the Qin family is not as wealthy as the Mu family, and most of the Qin family's wealth was earned by him, so he is not completely unable to bear it, otherwise he will die in the Qin family and cannot leave? !

"It's okay, I'm fine, this helmet is strong enough."

Bai Siyu waved his hands, pushed the guardrail in front of his helmet, smiled, showing his beautiful white teeth, to indicate that he was fine.

But how could the Mu family be at ease? They immediately ordered the housekeeper to take Bai Siyu to the guest room to rest, and asked someone to call the family doctor to come and give Bai Siyu a thorough examination.

Bai Siyu couldn't refuse and had to agree.

But before the servant had taken a few steps, he suddenly ran back and shouted to the host in awe: "The Third Young Master is back! The Third Young Master is back from the hospital!"

"What? Why is the long candle back?!"

Old Master Mu, who was feeling guilty that the vase might have hurt the master, raised his brows and stood up immediately.

Today's plan was to have a few masters check the Feng Shui of the main house first, and then go to the hospital to see Changzhu. After all, Changzhu's current health condition is not suitable for any hard work, so how come he suddenly came back on his own?

The other members of the Mu family also changed their expressions, revealing expressions of awe, worry or admiration. Even Mu Shengyan, who was always mature, steady and serious, lost his composure and spoke with admiration and respect in his eyes.

"I'll go to the door to pick up my uncle!"

"Thank you for your words, but I won't need it."

A cold and steady voice suddenly came from the entrance of the hall.

With the sound of a very light vehicle creaking, a dark mahogany wheelchair was pushed slowly into view by a person.

The man sitting on the wheelchair had cool features and was extremely handsome. His dark grey pupils were deep and cold, and exuded an elusive mysterious aura. He wore a moon-white Chinese shirt with a front opening, which made his shoulders look broad and his body thin, making him look like a dragon sinking into the abyss. In his hand, he was slowly pinching a string of dark green jade beads.

If it weren't for the sickly pale color of her lips, it would be hard to imagine that the person in front of her was a sickbed. She only seemed so stunning and awe-inspiring that her legs would go weak.

"That's Third Master Mu?!"

Several of the Heavenly Master's young disciples couldn't help but secretly exclaim in surprise.

They had always thought that Young Master Mu was a weak and frail person, and never expected him to be like this.

The three Heavenly Masters were all stunned, and then their faces showed embarrassment and helplessness.

Just by meeting each other once, they knew that this fate was not something they could change.

They can't save Young Master Mu at all.

"Changzhu, why did you come back so suddenly?" Old Master Mu looked worried. "Your body is not suitable for such hard work."

"Dad, I haven't been home for a long time. I miss you all too."

Mu Changzhu raised the corners of his lips slightly, and looked at the unfamiliar faces in the hall.

"These are the celestial masters that my father invited. I am honored to meet you all. Thank you for your concern for me."

However, Han Tianshi and his companions did not dare to accept this thank you.

They were embarrassed and hesitant, looked at each other, and finally couldn't help but say: "I'm sorry, we are not well-educated."

Mu Changzhu didn't react, but Mu Laoyezi and the others all changed their expressions in an instant: "Three Heavenly Masters, this...what do you mean by this?!"

Master Liu Tian, ​​holding a compass, sighed with shame: "Brother Mu, there is nothing wrong with the Feng Shui in your house. From the moment we entered your main house, we could feel that the Feng Shui here is extremely prosperous and your fortune is excellent."

"That's right." Master Sun Tian also responded: "As soon as we came in, we knew that the problem with the Third Young Master was not the Feng Shui of the house, but his own fate. It's just that we didn't expect that the Third Young Master's fate would be like this. We... well, we can't do anything."

"What happened to my son's fate? How come even you guys..."

Old Master Mu's eyes were slightly red. This was his last and greatest hope, and he had never expected this to be the result.

Mr. Mu was unwilling to believe it.

He looked at the last Master Han, but he just shook his head.

Old Master Mu staggered, and if Mu Changguo and Mu Changqing had not been quick to act, he would have fallen.

"dad."

The two also had red eyes. They were much older than Shepherd Cang and had always loved their younger brother.

"Dad, please don't make things difficult for you masters. I have this destiny... there is nothing missing." Mu Changzhu said with a smile, but he couldn't help coughing violently. Old Master Mu quickly asked Mu Shengyan to push Mu Changzhu into the bedroom to rest, and at the same time signaled the housekeeper to bring the red envelopes he had prepared.

However, the three Heavenly Masters did not dare to accept it. They said one after another, "No merit, no reward," and were about to stand up and say goodbye.

Master Mu insisted on keeping several Heavenly Masters as guests at the Mu family, but they felt guilty and did not want to stay any longer. Master Mu suppressed his grief and sent the Heavenly Masters to the door.

No one would have thought that such a grand and solemn invitation to the Heavenly Master would end so abruptly.

Even the people in despair forgot that there was a "little master" in the guest room who had not given a verdict.

On the other side——

Bai Siyu felt bored as he waited for his family doctor but nothing happened. He touched his head and felt nothing was wrong, so he simply put on his helmet again, packed up and prepared to go out.

As a result, just as he stepped out of the room and before he could close the door handle, his foot slipped again, and Bai Siyu fell backwards to the ground.

Oh my god you are going too far!!!

Bai Siyu cursed in her heart and closed her eyes in fear. The next moment, she fell into a broad and cold embrace, and her butt was rubbed with a large mass of something.

A light, low groan suddenly sounded behind my ear.

Oh no, could he have hit someone?

Bai Siyu hurriedly pushed open the helmet guard and turned his head to meet a pair of deep dark grey pupils. The owner of the pupils pushed his helmet with one hand and lightly circled his waist with the other hand. The icy sharp eyes slightly obscured by thick eyelashes slowly swept down.

"Who are you?"

Bai Siyu: “!!!”

She couldn't even imagine what kind of posture she was sitting in someone's arms. Bai Siyu's ears turned red and fluttered instantly.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

Mu Shengyan, who hurried over from the other side of the corridor carrying Mu Changzhu's special blanket, was slightly stunned when he saw Bai Siyu. He almost forgot that there was still a master who had not left.

Thinking of what those Heavenly Masters had just said, Mu Shengyan became dissatisfied and his brows were gloomy. He felt that these people were just incompetent people who cursed his uncle!

But he was still polite on the surface: "Master Bai, I'm sorry, the family doctor will be here soon, please go back and wait for a while."

Then he walked over quickly, gently placed the blanket on the legs of the pastor, and said to him, "Uncle, this is also an invited master, his last name is Bai, he was just hit by a vase, and grandpa arranged for him to rest in the guest room and wait for the family doctor to check him."

Uncle?!

Bai Siyu was stunned.

The man in the wheelchair...

Isn't it the mission target he came here for this time, Chief Pastor Cang Mu San Shao? !

Bai Siyu then took a closer look at the handsome man sitting in the wheelchair in front of her. It turned out that this one look was not a big deal, as she suddenly became excited.

Ahhh, natural treasures——

He no longer had to look for the last ingredient he was looking for, he actually came across a true treasure!!!