Wen Qi and his family walked out of the Wen family manor, and Lili was still making noises and crying on the way.
Wen Wei was so annoyed by the noise that he slapped his son:
"Noisy, noisy! All the good things have gone wrong, it's all because of you!"
Lili didn't feel afraid at all. Instead, she burst into screams and cried even harder.
Wen Qi and Huang Yue also protected him and blamed Wen Wei in turn:
"Why hit him? The child is so soft-skinned! What if he gets hurt?"
Wen Wei rolled his eyes.
In fact, his son is at most his second generation version. When it comes to tyranny and domineering, he is not afraid of anyone.
He was too lazy to care about this noisy kid:
"Dad, are we just leaving like this? Are we not going to do anything?"
When asked, Wen Qi's expression gradually darkened:
"Don't worry, I'll go back and ask Master Yuan."
As he said this, he winked at his son.
Wen Wei turned his head and saw his wife Huang Yue clearly listening with her ears perked up, and he started to curse:
"What do you, a spendthrift woman, have to listen to about men's affairs?"
Huang Yue curled her lips, wanting to complain, but suppressed it, and softened her voice:
"Aren't I trying to help you?"
Wen Wei really benefited from it.
Huang Yue's family background is not good, and being with Wen Wei is definitely considered marrying above her station.
All of this is thanks to her ability to grasp the temperament of the powerful. She knows when to be humble and will never cling to her pride. She is also able to grasp the situation.
Seeing that neither her father-in-law nor her husband wanted to explain the matter in detail, she did not ask any further questions.
When he got home, he dragged his crying son out of the car and coaxed his baby son with his new game console, not caring where Wen Qi and Wen Wei went.
As for the father and son, they didn't even get out of the car, but turned around and rushed to a small courtyard in Yanjing.
It is called "small", but considering the extremely expensive land prices in Yanjing, this courtyard house can definitely be considered a luxury house.
But its owner is very low-key, the door is tightly closed, and there is no luxury on the exterior. It is quietly hidden in the bustling city, enjoying the quiet.
In the eyes of Wen Qi and Wen Wei, father and son, he was a real master who kept his true abilities hidden!
The father and son were extremely respectful. They knocked on the door with their suitcases in hand. After taking a few steps, they saw the Taoist throwing fish food standing next to the rockery in the courtyard.
This person was dressed in white, with his gray hair tied into a Taoist bun. He had a thin and tall figure, and his eyebrows and eyes were gentle but sharp. He had an immortal air, very much like the immortals in TV dramas.
This person's surname is Yuan, and his given name is Feng.
Although he is not well-known in the Yanjing circle, the father and son know that this is because Master Yuan likes to travel and basically does not live in Yanjing. He usually keeps a low profile.
Even they would find it difficult to knock on Master Yuan's door and get his help if they were not introduced by friends.
Wen Qi and Wen Wei, father and son, often act arrogantly and domineeringly in other places.
But when he came in front of Master Yuan, he was very humble.
Wen Wei placed the small suitcase directly in front of Yuan Feng. With a click, the red banknotes dazzled people's eyes.
Yuan Feng just glanced at it casually and continued to feed his fish.
Wen Qi thought to himself that it was bad, and pleaded in a pitiful voice:
"Master Yuan, please help me!"
Yuan Feng ignored them for a long time.
The father and son stood there for more than ten minutes before Yuan Feng sighed.
He put down the fish food in his hand and looked at the two of them with compassion:
"I've already said it, I'll only do something so evil once, and it's only because you saved me, Mr. Wen."
"I know! I know!"
Wen Qi nodded repeatedly, his face full of bitterness.
"But Master Yuan, our statue is in a terrible state, and our family hasn't been doing well lately. Did the previous spell... fail?"
Yuan Feng narrowed his eyes:
"Are you questioning me?"
Wen Qi didn't dare to do that. He shook his head vigorously and smiled humbly:
"No, I'm just worried that something went wrong behind the scenes... It's okay if my plan doesn't work out. I didn't have any hope from the beginning, but I'm worried that Master Yuan will be implicated. After all, Master Yuan personally handled this matter!"
After hearing what Wen Qi said, he expressed gratitude, hints and requests in every way possible. He really knows how to speak.
His silly son Wen Wei just nodded in agreement.
Yuan Feng looked at the father and son for a long time, and finally took his hands out from behind his back:
"Let me see the thing."
Wen Qi took out a statue from his briefcase without saying a word.
It was a wooden sculpture of a ferocious ghost with three heads, six arms and twelve eyes. The texture was an abnormal red, as if dyed with blood. Just holding it in the hand made people feel creepy and subconsciously wanted to stay away from it.
Only Wen Qi held it in his arms as if it were a treasure, and then handed it to Yuan Feng carefully.
Yuan Feng observed carefully for a while, then flicked his hand and two lines of blood and tears slid down the evil ghost's face.
Wen Qi and Wen Wei were stunned and trembling with fear:
“This! This is!”
Yuan Feng sighed:
"As expected, great fortune is not so easy to seize. I guess the wooden beads have been destroyed."
Wen Qi's eyes widened instantly:
"How did Master Yuan know? I just found out about this from my sister's servant! If I hadn't been more careful, I wouldn't have known that the boy hadn't worn the bracelet for a long time! What should I do now, Master Yuan?"
Yuan Feng was calm and composed, only frowning slightly:
"This is a bit tricky."
Wen Qi's pleading expression froze, and his eyes rolled around:
"Actually, I was wondering if the original plan could be implemented again."
Yuan Feng raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"
Wen Qi had a simple and honest smile on his face, but what came out of his mouth were completely different vicious words:
"Didn't Master Yuan say that my luck and my sister's luck wax and wane, that she's stronger and I'm weaker, and vice versa? Several of my sister's children are blessed with great luck, and I finally targeted the youngest and gave him a bracelet to suppress his luck. For a while after that, my family's luck was indeed quite good, but it's a pity it's been ruined now... However, recently, a little girl returned to my sister's family. We're also related by blood, but she's only three and a half this year. No matter what, she's not going to amount to anything! If we target her, Master Yuan, you see..."
Yuan Feng glanced at him calmly, without commenting, and said:
"Put the things down first. I'll think about it and give you an answer later."
Wen Qi didn't force him and nodded with a smile.
Not only did he leave behind the evil ghost statue, he also didn't take the suitcase full of money.
When they disappeared, the door closed.
Master Yuan Feng, who looked like a sage, slammed back the rocking chair beside him with a thud, muttering:
"Oh my goodness, this father and son are so cruel that they can even harm a three-year-old child. They are even more cruel than me..."
In the room behind him, a sneer came from behind the door:
"You are right." (End of this chapter)
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