Secretary Wang was delighted to see that she agreed. "Then I'll leave it to you, Master. By the way, Mr. Xu is bedridden and we are very worried about his health. In order to resolve this matter as quickly as possible, we not only asked you, but also others. Please forgive us."
Regardless of whether this matter is resolved or not, you will be given one million yuan as a reward for your hard work."
An Rugu nodded slightly: "No problem."
Although there is a rule in the metaphysical world that one should not ask two people for help, she can understand the anxiety of a seriously ill person.
What's more, the last time she went to Zhang Ling's house to drive Shang Yue away, the total remuneration was one million. Now she can get one million for just one trip...it's a very good treatment.
"Then you are invited to a banquet at 5 pm today at the headquarters of Mr. Xu's Xingchen Hotel."
An Rugu raised her eyebrows slightly. She didn't expect Xu Han to be so grand that he would hold a banquet just for seeing a doctor. So she hummed, "Okay."
After Secretary Wang left, she rummaged through her closet.
Her wardrobe is very monotonous. Summer clothes are mainly short-sleeved shirts and trousers, and the colors are mainly black, white and gray.
An Rugu randomly picked out a white shirt with green patterns, which was the brightest color in her wardrobe.
The white shirt is embroidered with green bamboo patterns, which extend all the way to the neck. After putting it on, the whole person exudes a sense of free and unrestrainedness.
At 6pm, she took a car to the Xingchen Hotel headquarters in the center of Nancheng. Xu Han's main business is chain hotels, with hotels all over the world.
The hotel is towering into the clouds, with a luxurious appearance, bright lights, exquisite decoration, and many waiters standing outside the door.
An Rugu handed over the sign that Secretary Wang had given her. The waiter nodded and raised his hand to signal, "Come in."
She was about to step in when she heard a commotion behind her. She turned around and saw a young man arguing with the waiter for some reason.
The man was about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with an ordinary appearance and slightly bumpy skin. He looked as if he was irritated by something and his face was as red as a tomato.
He suddenly raised his hand, pointed at the waiter's face, and said viciously: "I am invited by your boss, why don't you let me in?"
The waiter was embarrassed, but he kept a polite smile on his face: "I'm sorry, there is only one banquet here today, you must bring a pass to enter, you don't have a pass, I can't let you in."
"I can solve your boss's problem. I, I just forgot to bring my pass."
"I'm sorry, but you really can't go in without a pass."
"What about her? How can she get in?" The man suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at An Rugu.
When he saw An Rugu's face, he paused and a strong sense of malice emerged in his heart. She was so beautiful and came to the hotel, she must be a hostess.
The waiter had no choice but to say, "This is the distinguished guest invited by our boss."
"Haha, I think you're here to drink with your boss!"
Seeing him insulting the guest, the waiter's face darkened, and he extended his hand to send the guest away, with an attitude that would not tolerate refusal: "Please leave immediately, or we will call the police."
Seeing that the other party was not willing to listen, the man stamped his feet and cursed loudly: "You are so arrogant, don't look down on the young and poor! Don't regret it!"
Then he walked away without looking back, his back looking menacing.
An Rugu's eyes swept across the other person's face. This man's innate secrets were obscured, and she couldn't see his fate line clearly, which meant that he must be a cultivator and should be capable.
However, there was a faint evil aura surrounding him, and there were strange fluctuations in the surrounding aura, and the air around him was even distorted.
How strange and bizarre.
The man's back had already gone far away. An Rugu collected his thoughts and followed the waiter's instructions to the hall.
She arrived relatively late, and more than a dozen people had already arrived in the hall. These people were old and young, Taoist priests, monks... and so on.
As soon as she walked in, everyone looked at her with a hint of confusion and suspicion.
The metaphysical circle is small, and the upper-class metaphysical circle is even smaller. Mr. Xu invited famous people, who had already met each other and could even be said to be familiar with each other. However, An Rugu was a completely new face.
Everyone looked at each other. Which family and power did this person come from? Why had they never seen him before?
An Rugu, bathed in the curious gazes of the crowd, looked calm and composed as he found an empty seat and sat down.
The waiter asked, "Miss, what would you like to drink?"
"Do you have Junshan Silver Needle?"
"Okay, I'll bring it to you right away."
The young man next to him looked at An Rugu for a long time, his eyes widened: "You are... Miss An from Chuyun Temple, right?"
Although it was a question, the tone was very affirmative.
The man was probably in his twenties, with smooth eyeliner and slightly droopy eyes, looking like a restless little animal in the forest, with a childish look. In front of him were a compass and other equipment, and it was obvious that he was here to consult Feng Shui.
An Rugu was a little surprised. She thought no one knew her, but she didn't expect someone to reveal her identity. So she nodded and said, "Yes, I am."
When the others heard this, they were even more confused. They knew that there were many famous Taoist temples all over the country, but they had never heard of the name of Chuyun Temple. There was only one possibility, that Chuyun Temple was a small Taoist temple in the deep mountains and forests.
This is like a consultation of hundreds of people, from all the famous hospitals, ready to fight. But the patient suddenly invites a barefoot doctor to compete with them.
Thinking of this, they became a little impatient, feeling that Mr. Xu had little vision and that the people he invited were not worthy of their status, which was a bit of an embarrassment to them.
At least he had to be like the young Lin Chuji, born into a Feng Shui family.
However, at this time, Lin Chuji was pleasantly surprised: "I heard that you arrested Fang Ruoshui, how did you do it?"
Others: “!!!”
There was a flash of horror in everyone's eyes. They stopped what they were doing and looked at An Rugu in shock, who had a calm expression.
"Fang Ruoshui???"
"Did you catch Fang Ruoshui?"
"You also found the talisman?"
An Rugu hummed softly, not wanting to say more. Her attitude was very cold, and her neck was long and slender, like a cool white crane.
There was deep shock in the eyes of the others, and they couldn't believe it at all.
Although the Luban Sect has declined, it still has power, and the name of the traitor Fang Ruoshui is very famous in the metaphysics circle.
A few days ago on the Ghost Festival, all the property in Nancheng was stolen by Fang Ruoshui, and all the Xuanmen in Nancheng were mobilized.
But they were not sure in their hearts and did not think they could take the talisman back before it was destroyed. After all, Fang Ruoshui should not be underestimated.
She is a vicious person, and she has the Luban Book in her hand. Even the most experienced person on the scene has to consider whether he can resist the mysterious and unpredictable magic of Yan Sheng. What's more, she has Youdu behind her, and she must have many assistants.
However, before they could bite the bullet and check South City, good news came from the Special Management Bureau when it was dark.
The talisman stolen by Fang Ruoshui was found!
The people of the Xuanmen in Nancheng were all shocked and curious about the person who subdued Fang Ruoshui.
Which powerful being was able to use the art of witchcraft and the help of Youdu to subdue Fang Ruoshui and take back the talisman?
They asked someone to inquire, and were very curious about which old senior from the metaphysical family in South City could not bear to see the feng shui of South City destroyed and took action.
However, all the old masters who were powerful enough to subdue Fang Ruoshui said that they had not seen Fang Ruoshui, not even a hair of her, before they received the news that the talisman had been found.
Now, everyone in the metaphysical circle of South City is extremely curious about the mysterious man.
It turns out that the mysterious person is actually the young and beautiful woman in front of him?
Seeing how curious they were, Lin Chuji's eyes curved, and her tone was filled with admiration and worship: "Yes! When my sister told me about it last time, I was also very surprised. Not only did she find the talisman, but she also persuaded Fang Ruoshui to surrender herself."
Everyone: “???”
Everyone only knew that the talisman had been found, but they didn't know that Fang Ruoshui had already surrendered.
The way they looked at An Rugu suddenly changed. They actually made a murderer who killed his loved ones surrender voluntarily!
This is not something that an ordinary channel operator can do.
Amid the surprised and admiring gazes of the crowd, An Rugu's eyes were cold and indifferent. As if she had thought of something, she turned her head and looked at Lin Chuji beside her: "Your sister?"
Lin Chuji smiled and said, "My sister's name is Lin Weiyu, she works in the Special Management Bureau. She often tells me about you and laments how the gap between people is so big. I heard that you are still doing live broadcasts. I have always been curious about you. What a coincidence today."
An Rugu suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Lin Chuji looked a bit like Lin Weiyu when he smiled.
"What school is your family from?"
"The Sanhe Sect, our ancestor was Yang Gong's disciple."
The Feng Shui technique based on the theory of heavenly stems, earthly branches, yin and yang, and the five elements is called "Sanhe School" for short. The Sanhe School has an ancient origin. After the An-Shi Rebellion broke the capital, Yang Yunsong, the national teacher of the Tang Dynasty, brought the Feng Shui secret book to Ganzhou and taught it to his disciples, and it gradually became popular among the people.
Seeing that she was in South City but didn't know her family, Lin Chuji scratched his face and consider introducedly: "There are probably more than a dozen Feng Shui families now, and each inherits a different Feng Shui school. For example, our family inherits the Sanhe School, and there are also Jinsuo Yuguan, Xuankong Feixing... Our family is ranked first in South City, and it can be considered among the top three in the country."
When he said this, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he was obviously proud of his family's achievements.
"I understand." An Rugu restrained her expression and said quietly.
Lin Chuji picked up his compass, feeling a little nervous: "Mr. Xu asked our family to come and look at the Feng Shui, but I don't know if there is a problem with the Feng Shui or something else."
After he had completed his studies, his family gave him this job to practice. This was his first time taking a job, and he was a little hesitant, feeling that he would mess it up.
An Rugu glanced at him and noticed that he was a little nervous. Thinking that he was Lin Weiyu's brother, she spoke to comfort him: "If the enemy comes, we will fight back. If the water comes, we will block it with earth."
Her eyebrows and eyes were as delicate as if they were carefully outlined with the finest brushstrokes, and her temperament was as cold as the first melted snow.
When my eyes met hers, it was like a cold wind blowing across my cheeks, and I couldn't help but calm down.
Lin Chuji looked at her, was stunned for a moment, and his ears turned red: "I know!"
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At this moment, there was a sudden noise from upstairs. A man in his fifties came over, followed by two or three secretaries.
Xu Han was wearing a suit and glasses. He had an elegant temperament and his hair was almost half white. He was obviously only in his fifties, but when he walked, he looked like an elderly man who was about to die.
He coughed lightly, walked weakly to the table, sat down at the main seat, greeted everyone, and then said his true intention: "I invited all the masters here this time because I want you to help me figure out why I suddenly aged."
A middle-aged Xuanmen person asked curiously: "What's going on?"
Xu Han sighed, "I don't know why. About ten days ago, I woke up and found that half of my black hair had turned white. I felt very weak when I walked. The doctor examined me and said that my cell activity is no different from that of a 70 or 80-year-old. I'm only 50 years old. How could I suddenly have such a strange premature aging disease?"
Lin Chuji thought of the TV series she watched and asked curiously, "Your hair turned white overnight? Did something sad happen to you?"
In TV dramas, some people’s hair turns white overnight when they encounter extremely painful things.
Xu Han sighed: "The strange thing is, I don't have any worries."
Everyone was thinking, Xu Han is in good health, not premature graying. Waking up with half of his hair white and his body function declining rapidly is indeed a strange thing.
Immediately, a man in a Taoist robe said, "There is a trace of evil spirit wrapped around you. I suspect that you have been possessed by an evil spirit. Let me perform a ritual to exorcise the evil spirit for you!"
When Xu Han saw someone proposed a solution, he immediately nodded and agreed, his tone full of joy and eagerness: "Okay, can we perform the ritual now?"
This strange disease tortured him for ten days, and he didn't know how he managed to get through those ten days. Although he didn't show it on the outside, he was actually on the verge of collapse.
"I brought something, I'll do it now."
In order to get 50 million, others proposed their own strategies to Xu Han.
Xu Han wanted to resolve the issue quickly, so he agreed to all of them.
The ghost lady used black dog blood to exorcise evil spirits, some people chanted exorcism spells, and others recited scriptures... The scene was like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers, and the sounds of rituals and chanting were endless.
An Rugu suddenly understood why this hotel was only hosting this table for the banquet today.
The scene and the noise were just too huge.
Xu Han was like an emperor, with many concubines treating him like a prostitute. His body was sprinkled with black dog blood and his head was smeared with incense ash. His originally clean face and clothes were now dirty, like a beggar on the street.
But he didn't mind at all. As long as he could cure strange diseases, he would do anything.
In the lively atmosphere, the ritual was completed, the black dog blood was sprinkled, the exorcism spell was recited, and the scriptures were read.
Everyone looked at Xu Han, who was sitting in the main seat, with hope in their eyes, and said expectantly: "Black dog blood is very effective in exorcising evil spirits. Any evil spirit that comes into contact with it will be scared. How do you feel?"
"After listening to the exorcism spell, do you feel better?"
Under the expectant gazes of everyone, Xu Han suddenly felt that he was shouldering a heavy responsibility. A strong motivation spread to his limbs, so he stood up and wanted to see if he was walking normally.
As a result, he just took a step and fell to the ground with a thud. His legs were shaking and even weaker than before.
Everyone: “???”
Secretary Wang beside him hurried over, helped him up, and said worriedly: "Sir, are you okay?"
Xu Han wiped the sweat from his head and shook his head weakly: "It's okay."
Then he took a mirror and looked at his gray hair, his face blank: "After you guys have done these things... I still feel very tired and exhausted."
Everyone thought it was not good. These methods should be more or less effective against evil spirits entering the body. How come they were completely useless?
At this time, Xu Han cried out uncomfortably: "No, I feel a little uncomfortable."
Everyone looked up in surprise when they heard this: "It's normal to feel uncomfortable. It means the spell is working."
"Of course I will not be able to adapt to the evil spirit leaving my body."
However, Xu Han shook his head and tugged at his clothes that were covered in black dog blood: "It's uncomfortable to wear wet clothes. I feel a little cold."
Everyone: “…”
It was such a waste of time.
They looked at each other, feeling puzzled. Could it be that this was caused by evil spirits?
After a long time, someone shook his head and said, "Mr. Xu, this is not easy to handle. I have to go back and ask my master to find out what is going on."
Others expressed their helplessness and hoped that he would seek help from others.
Xu Han was extremely disappointed when he heard this and fell heavily back on the chair. An invisible vitality was leaving his body, making him very crazy, but there was nothing he could do.
He raised his hands to support his head, with a deep sense of powerlessness in his eyes.
These masters are the most powerful people in the South City. If they can't help him, who else can he turn to?
At this moment, he suddenly remembered that there were still two people who had not proposed their solutions.
He then raised his head and looked at An Rugu and Lin Chuji opposite him.
Lin Chuji was a Feng Shui expert. He walked around the hotel with a compass, gesturing with his hand to check the hotel's Feng Shui.
Xu Han was extremely expectant: "Mr. Lin, have you figured out anything? Is there something wrong with the feng shui of our hotel?"
The others fell into deep thought: "Since it's not an evil spirit entering the body, it should be that there is something wrong with the Feng Shui that caused the conflict."
"I don't know much about Feng Shui, but he is from the Sanhe School and has a family background in Feng Shui. He will definitely be able to help you."
"It's a rare opportunity to see the heir of the Sanhe Sect doing things today. It would be a happy occasion if I could learn something from him."
However, after Lin Chuji came back from a walk, he shook his head and said, "Your hotel has good feng shui, it is a Sanhe style. Have you asked someone from our family to take a look?"
Xu Han nodded: "When we were choosing the location for the hotel, it was your father who came to see it."
Lin Chuji suddenly understood. No wonder many details in the book were the secrets of the Sanhe Sect. It turned out that his father had been there.
Thinking of this, he became a little worried: "I was planning to visit your house, but was your house also looked after by my father?"
"Yes!" Xu Han nodded immediately.
The Lin family was so famous in South City that it spread throughout the upper class circles. If they could invite someone from the Lin family to look at Feng Shui, they would not choose anyone else.
Lin Chuji was extremely disappointed when he heard this. He shook his head and said, "It seems that it is not a Feng Shui problem."
His father is much more capable than him, and he doesn't think that his attainments in Feng Shui can compare to his father's.
Upon hearing this, Xu Han was extremely disappointed, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed. Was he going to age and die prematurely for no apparent reason?
Xu Han was immersed in his own world, unable to extricate himself, and completely forgot that An Rugu had not spoken.
The others present all turned their eyes to An Rugu. How could the person who could capture Fang Ruoshui be an ordinary person?
As expected, An Rugu was silent for a while, then took the initiative to say, "Actually, I have some clues about what happened to you."
She had calculated Xu Han's fate before. Xu Han was a good person and had never committed any crime. This was a sudden disaster and she could help him.
The reason why she calculated first was because she didn't want to do things for bad people. This would not only damage her moral character, but most importantly, she couldn't get over it.
These days, she has been in contact with people from the Xuanmen and unexpectedly discovered that she is different from them.
Gifted people are sensitive to the changes and existence of magnetic fields, but she is different, she can directly see the energy fluctuations brought about by the magnetic field.
For example, last time in Changjiu Building, the evil spirit caused the entire building to fall into a desperate situation. The compass completely failed in the face of the complex energy field, and the fox fairy instinctively felt the danger and was unwilling to come. Others could only use the magic tools that had not failed and actively look for talismans that could make the magic tools produce energy resonance.
However, in her eyes, the world was different. The thick evil aura was as black as substance, spreading from the soles of her feet upwards.
Now facing Xu Han who is seriously ill, she can also see some strange things that others cannot see.
The aura on his body was very chaotic, and a faint air floated out of his body, and no one knew where it was floating to.
An Rugu retracted his gaze and said, "Buy me some cinnabar and yellow paper, and I will draw a tracking charm to see where your luck and life span have gone."
Among the Taoists present, some had cinnabar and yellow paper, which they immediately handed over.
Because summoning gods is a secretive matter, An Rugu found a quiet room, drew the talisman by herself, and took it out.
She activated the spell, and the spell was burned by the invisible flame, which started burning from the bottom and gradually spread upwards. The color of the burned area became darker and darker. Finally, the invisible flame engulfed the spell.
She closed her eyes and a picture suddenly appeared in front of her.
It was a small apartment with a lot of clutter on the floor and the room was very messy.
In the very center, there was a mourning hall!
The mourning hall was decorated very simply, with wreaths placed randomly around it and big words written in the middle - "甸". Funeral couplets were hung on the left and right sides, and an offering table was placed in the front with three apples on it as offerings, and candles were burning on both sides.
And in the center is a photo.
When she saw the photo clearly, she was stunned.
The man was wearing glasses and had an elegant temperament. He looked exactly like Xu Han beside her.
——The person for whom the mourning hall was set up was actually Xu Han!
She opened her eyes wide, then lowered them, as if thinking about something. It turned out to be a funeral for a living person...
Others asked, "Why haven't I heard of the tracking spell? Did you create it yourself?"
"The power of the talisman I created is very small. It is unlikely to track down the evil spirit."
Xu Han had just seen the talisman spontaneously ignite without wind, and he regarded An Rugu as his last straw, looking forward to it: "Master, what did you see?"
An Rugu sighed slightly and said something earth-shattering: "You've been buried!"
Xu Han seemed to be nailed to the spot and couldn't move. A chill spread throughout his body: "I'm alive and well, why would someone hold a funeral for me?!"
The others suddenly realized that it was a funeral for a living person!
Seeing that Xu Han didn't understand, they said, "A living person's funeral, as the name suggests, is to hold a funeral for someone who is not dead yet. This is not only unlucky, but it can also confuse the ghosts, making them think that you are dying, thus stealing your lifespan and luck, etc., so you will age overnight."
"I haven't seen such a vicious thing in many years. Who is the unscrupulous person who did this?"
"Yes, you can deceive the ghost now, but the truth will come out sooner or later. Once the truth is discovered, it will be very detrimental to your virtue and you will be reborn as an animal in the future!"
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The practice of holding funerals for living people has a long history. In the previous dynasty, a prince often held funerals for himself in order to prevent the emperor from being suspicious of him. The prince may think that holding funerals for living people is useless, but the metaphysical community knows that it is useful.
Especially with the birth data, personal belongings, hair and nails... the more complete the things are, the more genuine the funeral will be, and the greater the impact on the living person.
Xu Han in front of us is a perfect example. His hair turned white overnight and he is on the verge of death. It seems he will not live for more than a few days.
Xu Han gritted his teeth when he heard this, and his back teeth were grinding. He slammed the table hard, making a heavy sound: "Who is plotting against me? This is too much!"
An Rugu shook her head slowly: "There is too little information. I only know that you have been put in a mourning hall, and I don't know anything else."
Xu Han almost bit his lip and was shaking with anger, but he knew there was no other way, so he quickly asked An Rugu, "Master, now that you've figured out what's going on, can you handle it? If you can, the 50 million will be yours!"
When the others heard this, they did not feel jealous, because they always thought it was an evil spirit entering the body or a bad feng shui, and they did not realize that the faint evil spirit on Xu Han was caused by the death of a living person.
In the metaphysical world, the capable are respected. She can solve problems that they cannot solve, so she deserves their respect.
An Rugu hummed: "I have a way."
She had seen a method of breaking the funeral of a living person in Maoshan magic. There was no need to destroy the mourning hall, but to directly find a paper doll to punish it. It was similar to the method she had used to break Liang Jing's borrowed luck.
She asked for a piece of red paper, made a paper man out of it, wrote Xu Han's birth date on the paper man, and tied his hair on the paper man.
Then put the paper man on the table, place wine glasses and willow branches around it, pour wine into the wine glasses, put the willow branches in the wine glasses, and light the paper man.
In the flames, he chanted a spell: "The sky is clear, the earth is clear, right and wrong are clear, there is injustice and no injustice, I am innocent, I am taking the blame for others, those who harm me, retreat quickly. Take this punishment for me, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady, hurry up and command!"
The paper figure was burned by the fire, and soon, most of it was burned, until the last piece of clothing was burned clean, and the paper figure turned into a pool of ashes.
Xu Han suddenly felt his whole body lighten, and the strong power turned into a warm current, spreading from his heart to his limbs.
He felt like he was soaking in a hot spring. His whole body was warm and his originally weak legs gradually became stronger.
Xu Han stood up with great effort and took two steps. This time his steps were very steady and powerful, and he was completely different from the dying man before.
At this moment, he suddenly felt something strange on his head. He couldn't help but pick up the mirror on the table and turned it towards himself.
His original hair was black with some silver strands in it, but now the white hair has turned black, returning to his previous appearance.
Xu Han's jaw almost dropped. He was overwhelmed by deep joy. His whole body was full of energy and he felt as if he had returned to his youth.
Great, his senility disease has been cured!
Xu Han was filled with gratitude when he thought of the person who helped him. He quickly walked to An Rugu and said sincerely, "Master, you saved my life. I can never repay you enough!"
"Fifty million is the reward. We are done with the money and the goods." An Rugu said in a businesslike manner.
However, Xu Han felt that 50 million was not enough for him. After all, as long as he was alive, he could earn another 50 million.
He thanked An Rugu and said, "I'll transfer the money to you right away. By the way, Master, please leave me your contact information. I don't know who did this. What if he comes to harm me next time?"
An Rugu nodded, "Okay. But if I break his spell, he will suffer the backlash. He will lose as much life as he stole from you, and he will suffer retribution. His life will definitely be difficult in the future."
Xu Han was very happy when he heard this, and the resentment in his heart instantly disappeared a lot: "That's good, this kind of person who hurts others should be cut into pieces!"
Then, the two of them exchanged contact information, and Xu Han said that he would transfer 50 million to her card later.
Xu Han was very happy that he had recovered his health, so he asked the waiter to serve an extremely sumptuous banquet and invited all the Xuanmen people present to join in the meal.
An Rugu hadn't eaten dinner yet, so she went with the flow and agreed.
Big hotels are different, all kinds of taboos are taken into consideration in advance, the cooking skills are very good, and all kinds of dishes are colorful and delicious.
After the banquet, both the guests and the hosts had a great time.
Before leaving, Lin Chuji specifically asked An Rugu for her contact information. Seeing this, the others also left their contact information, after all, they were all very curious about An Rugu.
An Rugu and Lin Chuji left the hotel together. Xu Han had already prepared a car to take them back.
She came to the car door and suddenly felt that she was being watched, so she looked up to the right.
At some point, a person was standing in the grass in the distance. He had an ordinary appearance and many pimples on his skin. He looked exactly like the person I saw at the hotel entrance before.
He stared at An Rugu with hatred in his eyes, but when he saw An Rugu looking at him, he immediately looked away and left in disgrace.
Lin Chuji next to her followed her gaze and asked curiously, "What are you looking at?"
An Rugu seemed to be thinking: "Nothing."
Afterwards, he parted ways with Lin Chuji and got in the car back to Izumo Temple.
In the car, she fell into deep thought. This person had been trying to enter the hotel from the beginning, as if he was very worried about Xu Han's condition. He was refused entry by the waiter and turned around and left. Now it seems that he has been waiting outside the door.
What are you waiting for?
An Rugu turned on her cell phone and called Xu Han. After a while, Xu Han's steady voice came from the receiver: "Master, what can I do for you?"
An Rugu said quietly: "Did you invite a man who is about 23 or 24 years old? He has a lot of acne on his face, his skin is bumpy and his skin condition is not very good."
"Wait a moment, I'll ask the secretary."
Xu Han asked his secretary around, picked up his phone, and said in a puzzled tone: "It seems that there is no one so young. It may be an assistant brought by another invited person."
An Rugu's tone became subtle: "I don't think he looks like an assistant. When I just came here, I saw him arguing with the waiter at the door. He said he forgot to bring his card and said he could solve your condition. When I came out just now, I saw that he hadn't left yet. I felt like he came here for your illness."
Xu Han is not a stupid person. Having worked in the business world for a long time, he is very perceptive and immediately realized that something was wrong: "...You mean, he is related to my illness? Could it be that he is using a living funeral on me?"
“It’s possible.”
The room she saw when she used the tracking spell was very narrow and messy, and somewhat resembled where the man would live.
In a flash, Xu Han's mind flashed with countless competitors who had grievances with him. He said angrily: "No, I have to find out who instructed him, otherwise I won't be able to sleep at night."
An Rugu said, "I think he acts very impulsively, and if he was ordered to do something, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to do it. I guess... he is the mastermind behind this."
Xu Han: “!!!”
Xu Han's eyes widened. With his business sense, he immediately realized what was going on: "You mean... he deliberately set up this trap for me, and then forced me to set up a reward, and then came to me and offered to solve the problem for me, and then earn the reward?"
Wow, he solved his own problem and made 50 million directly without any middleman to make a profit from the difference.
An Rugu hummed: "It's very likely."
This kind of thing is actually not uncommon. From ancient times to the present, there have been people who deliberately use magic to harm others, and then jump out to solve the problem to make money, which is called cheating.
This method of making money is extremely detrimental to morality, and few people would do such a thing. However, money is attractive to people, and there will always be people who are willing to do it without fear of retribution.
Xu Han was very angry: "Then I will call the police immediately."
An Rugu seemed to have thought of something and said, "The Special Management Bureau is in charge of these things, but they value evidence. They know that you are in good health now, so I am afraid they will destroy those things immediately."
Xu Han understood what she meant: "I know. I will keep an eye on him and catch him red-handed if he does this again."
"Um."
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An urban village in Nancheng
A young man packed the furnishings in the funeral hall he had built into a large cardboard box and hurriedly took it out to throw away.
During the process, Li Wen looked at the iron ring on his hand and panicked: "You asked me to make money by killing Xu Han, but they found a living funeral. That Xu Han was rescued before I went there. What should I do now?"
A month ago, he was still an ordinary person, but when he went to the antique market before, he casually bought an iron ring. Unexpectedly, there was a person, or a soul, inside the iron ring.
The soul opened its mouth and said that it could teach him metaphysics and magic, and let him enjoy wealth and glory.
That day, the door to metaphysics opened for him.
He instantly thought of the portable old grandfather in countless urban fantasy novels, and suddenly had a sense of fate, feeling both happy and refreshed.
He was born in a poor family, had poor academic performance, and lived an ordinary life for twenty years. But he was not ordinary, he turned out to be the protagonist of this world...
He will be like those male protagonists in online novels, killing gods and Buddhas when he meets them, and become the master of the world. Beautiful CEOs, rich girls, and cute school girls are all his harem.
Sure enough, this accompanying old man taught him magic. After he learned a few tricks, the first person he targeted was the richest man in South City, hoping to get rich overnight.
However, things went against one's wishes and the plan was ruined by a woman!
Thinking of this, he was furious and angry, and wanted to kill someone. Cutting off someone's financial resources was like killing their parents. He and that woman had an irreconcilable hatred.
A hoarse voice came from the iron ring: "It's broken, so what? You clean up the thing first, and we'll find the next one. There are plenty of rich people."
"I see." He touched his neck and felt that his body was not as strong as before, so he said, "Why do I feel particularly tired today? Especially when I came back, I didn't even have the strength to walk."
The man paused and said casually, "Just take more rest."
Li Wen hummed and didn't take the matter seriously. After all, his personal grandfather knew everything and would definitely not lie to him. It was probably because he didn't get enough rest.
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Time flies, and the eighth live broadcast is about to begin.
An Rugu had prepared the live broadcast equipment early and clicked the live broadcast button in the background. As soon as the signal was connected, thousands of people rushed into the live broadcast room instantly.
The previous destined people and ordinary viewers gave gifts in the live broadcast room, and the gorgeous special effects of the gifts appeared on the mobile phones of each viewer. Three minutes later, the popularity reached 5 million, ranking firmly first in the region.
The live broadcast room was thus pushed to the homepage, and its popularity is still growing rapidly.
[Today, I have been waiting for the anchor to start the show all day, and finally it happened. Yay!]
[I advise you to tell thirty fortunes today, don't force me to kneel down and beg you. ]
An Rugu: "...Then I don't need to sleep? As usual, I will only calculate three hexagrams today. I will start the lottery now."
[Pray that I don't get picked! ]
[There has never been a moment when I hope I won't win the prize more than now. 】
[Click to follow and win a prize, then you can see if you are unlucky or not, it's so cool. 】
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