Chapter 30: Another Three Million
Back in the car, Lu Zhi began a new round of confusion.
Master Qin was playing with the torn hemp rope in his hand. The boss felt a little nervous for some reason. Even Master Fahui seemed weird and said something like "come often in the future."
"Aren't you hungry?"
Seeing the vehicle heading straight for the highway, Qin Qinsen asked.
As if recalling the taste, Lu Zhi burped, "I just had the vegetarian food from Ning'an Temple. It tasted good."
Teng Su had a dull expression, just shook his head and said nothing.
Qin Qinsen gently pushed the dead face next to him and said dissatisfiedly, "I gave you advice and put in a lot of effort, why can't you just smile at me?"
Teng Su still didn't respond.
Rolling his eyes, Qin Qinsen raised the hemp rope and said with a wicked smile, "Curious about this? Just say it."
No longer keeping people in suspense, Qin Qinsen explained what had just happened.
"Mulang's curse is extremely vicious. He sacrifices himself, cursing all those with Teng's bloodline to an unhappy death. Since he casts his spell with blood and resentment, I will use the blood of the cursed's descendants as a guide, write a yin script, and inform the underworld, asking the spirits and gods to judge him. Even if he has been reincarnated countless times, he will be captured by the spirits and gods and be punished again."
"What's more, his so-called family letter was just a self-congratulatory product written for you Teng family members to see. The City God has checked and found that he has no descendants at all."
Lu Zhi screamed, "City God?!"
"Yeah." Qin Qinsen was not surprised. Although the City God behaved strangely, he could not hide his friendliness. So he went along with it and asked the other party to find more information.
No wonder Master Fahui had that expression. Teng Su's doubts were answered, and he gained a new understanding of Qin Qinsen's abilities. After all, in the vast amount of information he had collected, no one from the Xuanmen sect dared to openly claim that they could summon gods or have any connections with gods or ghosts.
"Today's total... I'm counting. Since we've known each other for so long, I'll take it..."
"Five million."
Teng Su wrote the check and handed it to him directly. "Thank you."
Just as he was about to say "good luck," Qin Qinsen, who was thinking 888,000 would be enough, suddenly choked up. It was all Teng Su's fault. He usually kept a low profile, making people think "domineering" was just an exaggerated adjective.
Holding the check between his two fingers, Qin Qinsen raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a polite smile as if facing a financial sponsor. "Mr. Teng, I believe you are hungry too. How about I treat you to some G City specialty roast duck?"
"No need, Grandpa and the others are waiting."
"Then leave me in Siyun Village. I really need to buy some talisman paper, magic tools, etc., otherwise it will be difficult to start the work."
Thinking that this would be his financial sponsor in the future, Qin Qinsen spoke much more politely.
"Make a list and send it to me."
It means it was arranged by the sponsor. Qin Qinsen thought about it and refused, "No need, Boss Huang's stuff is more suitable for me. And don't forget, you still have to find information about the wild thousand-year-old red-top ginseng."
"News? No need to arrest him?" Teng Su frowned slightly and looked at the person who spoke in confusion.
Qin Qinsen shook his head. “You can’t catch him. Just find his approximate location. Leave the rest to me.”
After thinking for a moment, he added, "As soon as possible."
"You hear me? As soon as possible."
Lu Zhi's driving was still steady, but his expression became more serious. He nodded and agreed to the task.
When Qin Qinsen woke up, they had already returned to the Teng family. Lu Zhi was about to wake him up, "Master Qin is awake, and the boss has already gone in."
Rubbing his empty stomach, Qin Qinsen said helplessly, "Didn't you agree to send me to Siyun Village?"
He complained, but his body walked obediently towards the villa. Now that he was here, he couldn't run away. Besides, he hadn't done anything wrong, so why was he hiding?
As soon as I stepped through the door, I was greeted with an exaggerated hug.
"Let go, let go!" Qin Qinsen kept patting the man's back.
"Komori is so amazing! What would our family do without you~"
"Teng! An!"
Hearing a hint of gnashing teeth, Teng An quickly let go of the man and pushed him inside. "You must be hungry! Grandpa made his famous Maoxuewang. Dad was afraid you couldn't handle spicy food, so he made squirrel mandarin fish. Come and try it."
"There is also roast duck, which is fat but not greasy. The temperature is just right now, and it will be delicious with a bowl of clear soup." Mother Teng smiled and followed Teng An's action, pushing Qin Qinsen to the seat.
A large table of dishes seemed to make up for last night's regrets.
"Roast duck platter, chicken, and fish stew—all G City specialties. Mr. Teng, when did you arrange this?"
Picking up a piece of roast duck, Qin Qinsen looked at Teng Su with amusement.
As expected, the other party didn't even look at him, as if he was very hungry, and at this moment he just buried his head in eating. Qin Qinsen just smiled, thanked Grandpa Teng for the Maoxuewang, and started eating with satisfaction.
During this time, Grandpa Teng mentioned returning to the ancestral home to offer sacrifices and inform the ancestors that the hidden danger in the family has been eliminated. However, Teng Su said, "No rush, wait until Xiao An's problem is resolved, then we will go back."
"I have to trouble Xiao Qin again."
"It's okay, as long as I can help. Besides, didn't President Teng invite me to join Teng Group? How can I miss such a good opportunity to join the Fortune 500?"
Grandpa Teng laughed heartily upon hearing this, and was obviously very pleased with the subtle compliment.
After having a good meal and a good drink, Qin Qinsen again suggested going to Siyun Village.
"Lu Zhi will take you there." Teng Su finally stopped trying to stop him and tossed the car keys over. "Lu Zhi will follow you from now on. Just tell him if you need anything."
"So generous?"
"Shift system: one, three, and five, Fang Qing; two, four, and six, Lu Zhi."
Okay, today is Saturday, Lu Zhi is on duty.
"That's not right. I'm your special assistant. We're always together during working hours..."
Looking up at Teng Su, he saw a smirk in his eyes. Qin Qinsen rolled his eyes and said, "Forget it, I'll go back by myself."
In the end, Lu Zhi was still the one driving, saying that he was going to identify the place to prevent any emergencies in the future.
"What's the point of trying to find your way around a street full of dead people?" Qin Qinsen muttered, pointing to the Siyuntang sign. "Boss Huang is right here. If you can't reach me, contact him, or contact Brother Hong from Red Rhino Security."
Lu Zhi nodded in agreement and imprinted the surrounding environment into his mind.
Qin Qinsen walked into Siyun Hall and saw people still drinking tea. He said unhappily, "Aren't you afraid of not being able to sleep by drinking tea so late at night? Have you inspected the goods? Pay me the balance quickly."
"Why are you in such a hurry? You don't have to punch in on the weekend, and it won't delay your perfect attendance award." Boss Huang poured out the tea. "This is the last one. If you're any later, I'll be closing."
"The brat is good, but a little naughty. He needs a good lesson. Here, pick out the magic weapons that suit your taste and go."
Qin Qinsen walked to the counter and examined the items carefully. There were many kinds of items: peach wood swords, Bagua mirrors, wooden puppets, gourds...
"Another three hundred pieces of talisman paper, five pounds of cinnabar, three strands of red rope, and eight peach pits..."
"You've finally made it big, kid." Putting down the teacup, Boss Huang quickly prepared everything as Qin Qinsen instructed. "You grown man are so hesitant that you can't even choose a magic weapon."
Putting down the red handkerchief in disdain, Qin Qinsen said, "Why don't you give me something that can be used in a big scene? If I take these out, won't people think I'm a charlatan?"
"No way, kid, this is the price. Otherwise, if you add another three million, I will change it for you."
"Get lost!"
Boss Huang wants to take away the five million before it even gets warm to the touch. He’s dreaming.
He picked up the gourd and weighed it. "This is it. It can hold things."
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