Chapter 54 Keep Duan Anluo by your side
Duan Duohai got angry when he heard that Duan Anluo had run away again. "He left again without saying a word?"
Lin Wanqiu: "Yes, he did. He sent me a message saying that something happened at work and his boss asked him to go back."
Duan Duohai asked: "What unit?"
Now, if you want to know about the child's situation, you have to ask his wife. Those who don't know would think that the father and son have severed their father-son relationship. Duan Duohai couldn't understand why the child was so resentful of him.
"It seems to be some kind of union, and it has a work permit issued by the state, similar to a civil servant." Lin Wanqiu said happily: "Luo Luo said that he received a salary of 50,000 yuan last month and transferred 20,000 yuan to me. I put it on a separate card and saved it."
She didn't mind the small amount, but it was her son's first month's salary, so it held a special meaning. She took out the ID photo Duan Anluo had taken for her and said, "Look, there's even a stamp on it."
Duan Antang looked at the logo above, thoughtfully saying, "I remember that we have a partnership with this guild."
Duan Duohai nodded. "Yes, the company donates money to this guild every year. I remember it's an environmental protection guild. Last year, their people went to clean up marine debris, and they borrowed our merchant ship. It was the government who recommended it. What is Luo Luo doing there? Painting?"
Lin Wanqiu thought about it seriously, "Should I draw a poster promoting environmental protection?"
Duan Duohai quipped, "He's a traditional Chinese painter, and he's painting a poster about protecting the environment? Is he using a brush to paint a dolphin or a whale?"
The people from the Duan family were silent. There was indeed a mismatch in their professions.
Lin Wanqiu pondered for a moment and said dissatisfiedly, "Who said that environmental protection propaganda posters can't use traditional Chinese paintings? What's wrong with painting a whale with a brush? My son can even use a brush to paint Kunpeng. Who are you looking down on? Maybe the guild is in need of a traditional Chinese painter, and my son is so good, so they can recruit him."
Duan Duohai was thinking: Your son is amazing, so amazing that he doesn't even recognize me. But unfortunately, he didn't dare to say it.
Duan Antang said, "Don't worry about it. I'll send someone to check it out."
After a moment of silence, Duan Anlang asked Lin Wanqiu, "I heard that the last time he went home, his friend drove him back. Was it this car?"
The surveillance video only showed the outline of the car, not the license plate. Si Cang's car was modified. Not only was it fast, it could also send and receive messages in areas without a signal. It was also explosion-proof and resistant to spiritual attacks. Unlike other cars, once you've seen it, you'll remember it.
Si Cang has many cars, but he doesn't like those commercial vehicles. He only likes this one, and this car has been to the Duan family.
Lin Wanqiu recognized it immediately, "Isn't this Si Cang's car? What's wrong?"
"It's okay, I was just asking." Duan Anjian still wanted to cover up for his brother. His face turned cold. Sure enough, he ran away with the wild boy, huh!
Is the person with the surname Si related to the Si family?
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Duan Anluo curled up on the sofa, hugging a pillow in his arms, watching Si Cang eat while complaining: "My eldest brother is so scary! When I walked in, I saw him sitting on the sofa waiting for me, without even turning on the lights. That look in his eyes was like Black Cat Sheriff seeing a criminal!"
Si Cang searched for Black Cat Sheriff with an expressionless face, then glanced at Duan Anluo. He didn't expect that Duan Anluo liked to watch things in this style. In addition to listening to operas, he also liked to watch cartoons?
"He even wants to lock me up in the study and scold me. Don't I know him? He can scold me for a long time and I won't even be able to eat breakfast."
Duan Anluo suspected that his elder brother's soul, like his own, had traveled through time and space to follow him into this world. Otherwise, why were they so similar? Even the way his fingers moved when he was impatient was very similar. It was terrifying, so terrifying!
"How about eating something to calm your nerves?"
"No, I'm going to bed." Duan Anluo was tired after not sleeping all night. He still had a business deal to do, and he needed to get enough sleep to have the energy to make money.
Just after lying down for a while, he felt a sinking sensation beside him. A sharp aura, filled with anxiety, lay beside him. The remote control was taken away from him, and the air conditioner was turned down two degrees.
Duan Anluo closed his eyes, reached out, and grabbed Si Cang's arm. This creditor really used him as a sleeping pill.
The water-like spiritual energy passed over, relieving Si Cang's anxiety.
Duan Anluo knew that Si Cang had a poor sleep. He didn't know if it was related to his martial arts or his previous experiences. He was always alert when he slept and would wake up at the slightest movement. He never fell into a deep sleep.
It was fine for a short time, but if it continued like this for years, even the strongest person would have mental problems. But when Si Cang was by his side, he seemed to be able to sleep soundly every time.
Feeling the spiritual power around him being soothed, Duan Anluo did not open his eyes and continued to sleep.
When Duan Anluo woke up, it was already dark.
The first thing he did when he got up was: "Is there anything good to eat around here? What are we having for dinner?"
"You choose."
"Let's eat hot pot. I haven't had hot pot in several days."
"Okay." Si Cang was reading the information. Duan Anluo found that what he used was different from those sold on the market. There was no need for a keyboard or a mouse. He just put the tablet on the table and could point with his fingers in the air and input text.
Duan Anluo leaned over curiously and asked, "Where did you buy it? They don't sell it online."
Si Cang swiped up the operating screen, revealing the form below. "You want me to have someone deliver it to you. Also, your opera puppet has been modified."
"How much?"
"No money, just don't spread it. It's not on the market yet."
Duan Anluo looked at the table filled with numbers on the page. The old antique said he couldn't understand it. He asked suspiciously, "Do you have any other side jobs?"
Si Cang raised the corner of his mouth, "The Si family has many branches, involved in various industries, and also cooperates with your Duan family."
Duan Anluo lost interest when he heard about doing business. "Then you guys can just cooperate. It has nothing to do with me. You don't have to give it to me. I don't need it."
He likes to listen to operas, play chess, watch TV series, and read gossip, and a mobile phone is enough for him.
Si Cang issued an order: give priority to cooperating with the Duan family, with the focus on cooperating with Duan Anlang, so as to tie the interests of the two families together.
In Duan Antang's office, the secretary said in embarrassment, "Mr. Duan, we can't find any information about that person."
"Can't find it?"
"Yes, apart from the fact that you told us his name was Si Cang, we couldn't find anything else, not even the license plate number. He doesn't seem to be an ordinary person. When we went to investigate, we were counter-surveilled, and several people from the Security Bureau directly arrested our people. After knowing the reason, they told our people not to investigate anymore, saying that he was not a bad person."
The more Duan Anlang listened, the more worried he became. What kind of organization had Duan Anluo contacted? Even the Security Bureau was dispatched. "What does his workplace say?"
"On the surface, it's a guild dedicated to protecting the environment. They protect marine environments, mountain environments, desert environments, glacial environments, and so on. They have all the necessary credentials, and their official website is filled with information about their garbage cleanup efforts across the country. They're always there to help wherever there's a disaster, and they have the support of government departments."
It was too formal, so formal that there was nothing wrong with it. Duan Anlang frowned. Could it be that Duan Anluo was really drawing propaganda posters there?
"This guild has branches in various places. They often go on missions and the salaries are very high. You need to take an assessment to join. I found a few particularly outstanding people to interview, but they were rejected at the first round."
Duan Antang pondered for a moment, "Please arrange it. If the meeting can be postponed, please do so. I'll be in the capital this week."
"OK."
"You go contact the people from that guild yourself. This year's donations will be tripled, but I need to meet with their president. If we go well, we can increase it."
"OK."
Duan Anlang looked at the guild's external information and felt that there must be something wrong.
Duan Anluo got to eat the hot pot as he wished. Beef, mutton, tripe and shrimp were thrown in all at once, and he had a cup of cold milk tea. Things that were considered unhealthy by experts were so delicious!
He saw Si Cang drinking water and handed him the milk tea. "Would you like some milk tea?"
"There's water."
"A drink?"
"It's a mistake."
Every mission was a big deal, and Si Cang didn't want to gamble on that one in ten thousand chance. Although he didn't want to care about other people's lives, he couldn't bear to watch so many people die.
"Then let's drink milk tea."
“Bad drinks.”
Duan Anluo glared at Si Cang with disdain. You think you are so noble and great, but you can't criticize my milk tea even if you don't drink it.
At this time, a scream came from the next table. Duan Anluo turned his head and saw the guest next door picking up a bullfrog with chopsticks and putting it into the hot pot.
The nerves on the fresh bullfrog's legs are still alive. When the snow-white frog meat comes into contact with the boiling hot pot, the hot frog legs bounce back.
Duan Anlu was startled, his eyes widened like a frightened cat, and he couldn't even drink his milk tea.
Si Cang followed his gaze and asked, "Do you want to eat?"
Duan Anluo quickly shook his head. He didn't want to eat at all! He didn't want to watch!
Si Cang silently took note that Duan Anluo was not only afraid of Duan Anlang, but also afraid of bullfrogs.
Duan Anluo turned his head back, not daring to look to the side. He used a mute note to block out the surrounding sounds and quickly found a topic to drive the image of the bullfrog kicking its legs out of his mind. "Um, I don't have to pay commission to the guild for taking private work, right?"
"No, I won't care if you don't lie."
Duan Anluo sent a message in the group yesterday: Who can contact the owner of that old street? I have a business deal with him.
The report was just sent yesterday, the money hasn't been distributed yet, and the group hasn't disbanded yet. A logistics guy said, "I'll give you a call and ask."
Duan Anluo immediately sent the young man a red envelope of 200 yuan: "Thank you for your hard work."
The young man clicked "Reject" and returned it to Duan Anluo: "It's just a phone call, no need to be so polite."
Their branch is nearby, and if Duan Anluo goes to the old street to do business again, they still have a chance to cooperate.
The logistics staff are all people with low spiritual power, and some are even ordinary people who are interested in this aspect and are particularly brave.
They use equipment as an aid, and this line of work is quick to make money, but also has certain risks. However, as long as you follow the right master, generally nothing will go wrong.
They have seen Duan Anluo's abilities, and he has no problem protecting them.
Duan Anluo looked up and discussed with Si Cang: "I want 500,000 from that boss. Is it too much?"
"Less."
"Isn't that enough? This is the most I've ever asked for."
"Ask boldly, they can give it to you."
"Then I want 1 million." Duan Anluo said this with a lack of confidence. When he was doing feng shui for those wealthy businessmen before, he didn't dare to ask for so much.
The group quickly pushed the boss's contact information over. Duan Anluo clicked save and decided to find a quiet place after dinner to call the boss.
Unexpectedly, the other party called first. No one knew how the logistics staff recommended Duan Anluo, but the boss seemed to have found a savior and asked excitedly, "You must be Master Duan, right? I heard you can fix the feng shui of my old street?"
"Sure, if you're free, I'll tune it for you tonight."
The boss asked excitedly: "Do I need to pay a deposit first?"
"No need. I work first and collect payment later. You come in person and watch me do it with your own eyes."
This was the first time the other party encountered such a master. "Master Duan, aren't you afraid that I will default on my debt?"
"Don't worry," Duan Anluo picked up the cilantro that accidentally fell into the bowl, "If you refuse to pay me, I will make sure you never earn a penny in your life."
The other party laughed dryly. This master's temper was quite direct.
"Master Duan, if I get to Old Street, it will be past ten o'clock. How about we go tomorrow?"
"Let's do it tonight," Duan Anluo checked the time. "It'll be past ten o'clock if I rush over. Let's do it tonight. I need to sleep during the day."
"...Okay, I'll be there now."
Immediately afterwards, Duan Anluo saw a friend request. The avatar was a big brown cartoon bear with a pink bear with a butterfly hairpin riding on its neck. Next to it stood a big pink bear, who introduced himself as Xiong Shengxi.
Duan Anluo clicked yes and opened the other party's avatar to take a look. The little bear should be his daughter, and the pink one should be his wife. This family is quite cute.
The other party handed over another business card and asked politely, "How much do I have to pay for this?"
Duan Anluo: "One million, to make the old street a famous food street nearby, and then adjust the feng shui of your home."
Duan Anluo felt guilty about asking for so much at once, so he sent another message: "After the adjustment, your daughter's illness will be cured."
Xiong Shengxi said excitedly, "Master Duan, I'll be waiting for you in the old street at ten o'clock tonight. If you need anything, just ask. Incense, offerings, or even manpower. As long as you ask, I will do it all."
If nothing else, just because Duan Anluo said that if he could make his daughter get better, Xiong Shengxi would give him one million.
Duan Anluo: "No need to do anything, just wait."
After finishing his meal, Duan Anluo touched his stomach and said, "I'll go back and pack my things. I want to go back to Xuanmen after I finish watching this."
Si Cang suddenly changed the subject, "Someone was investigating me today, and it was your brother's people."
Duan Anluo asked cautiously, "Why is he checking on you?"
"I suspect you were kidnapped by me."
"Puff!" The eldest brother also suspected that he had been abducted by someone, which was why he didn't go home.
"He wants to talk to the president in person. Do you want to coordinate your statement with the president in advance?"
"want!"
"I also have a place to stay near my headquarters. Go back and pack up. After you've dealt with the things in Old Street, you can stay there with me for a few days."
Duan Anluo: "Okay."
Si Cang's lips curled up in a happy arc. Duan Anlang's worry was not wrong. He did have the idea of kidnapping Duan Anluo.
The debt he owes is too much, so it is reasonable to compensate him.
He had never met such an interesting person before. Across 500 years of time and space, every move of his could be in tune with his soul. This was what he had earned with his fate and all his merits. Duan Anluo belonged to him.
He wasn't sure if this possessiveness was what others called "liking" because he had never felt that way about anyone else. But that didn't stop him from making plans first to keep Duan Anluo by his side.
Si Cang paid the bill, and Duan Anluo followed in a very good mood, "I'll treat you next time."
It was just past ten o'clock, and the old street was deserted. Three rows of large red lanterns hung high, stretching from one end of the street to the other, painting the entire three streets red.
With the gloomy atmosphere and wandering ghosts in the streets, they are like three ghost streets.
Xiong Shengxi had been waiting for a while. He was a typical northern man, with a burly build, a square face, dark skin, and a beer belly.
Seeing the two people getting off the car, Xiong Shengxi hurried over. After seeing their appearance, Xiong Shengxi was stunned.
From Master Duan's voice, I can tell that she should be very young. I didn't expect her to be so young and so beautiful.
If he hadn't been recommended by a reliable connection, he would even suspect that some variety show had invited a star to film a variety show on his unique little street.
Xiong Shengxi hesitated for a moment and said politely, "Master Duan is really young and promising."
Duan Anluo smiled and said, "Don't be so polite. I'm here to make money. You pay and I solve the problem. We have a cooperative relationship."
Xiong Shengxi actually felt relieved. He preferred talking to someone straightforward and direct rather than someone who spoke in a roundabout way. Just say what you want, don't make him guess. He won't be able to guess, and it'll offend him, which is too tiring.
He has invited many people to look after the business. Business was good for two days, but then it went bad again. He didn't know what was going on. He spent a lot of money but couldn't make any money, and his daughter's health was getting worse and worse.
Could it be that the feng shui of this old street is related to his daughter?
In order to reassure him, Duan Anluo showed him his Taoist certificate, which he had drawn himself and had a red seal on it.
Xiong Shengxi stood in awe, "Thank you for your hard work, Master Duan."
Duan Anluo put the ID back into his pocket and asked, "Boss Xiong, do you know why no one comes here to spend money?"
"I know, they all say this place looks like a ghost street." Not only others said that, even Xiong Shengxi felt that everyone was right when he saw this scene.
When the design drawings were first drawn, it looked quite charming, but for some reason, the style changed after the renovation was completed. Everything was done according to the drawings, so why did the atmosphere become so weird?
Normally, even if the style changes, people will still come to buy things. What about those who are curious and like adventure? Is it okay to just take pictures and leave? You can even spend 5 yuan to buy a popsicle!
The reality is that all the popsicle sellers have gone bankrupt and can’t rent out their stores at all!
"More than that," Duan Anluo directly opened Xiong Shengxi's third eye, "see for yourself."
"Fuck! This...this..." Xiong Shengxi looked at the ghosts wandering on the street with a pale face, and the cold sweat on his back instantly soaked his clothes.
He is quite courageous, but it is a peaceful time now, where would he go to see so many dead bodies?
There was a dark mass overhead, I didn’t know what it was, but it was pressing down on the sky above three streets like a pot lid.
There seemed to be a lot of black things sticking out from the ground, tied to the lid of a pot like a rope, pulling the lid and preventing me from moving.
Duan Anluo said: "These ghosts are all attracted by the magnetic field here."
At this time, another car stopped nearby and four people got out. They opened the trunk and carried tools down from the car.
Duan Anluo introduced: "These guys are here to help. Do you pay them or do I pay them?"
Xiong Shengxi said, "Of course I'll pay. 100,000 yuan for each brother. Is that okay with you?"
The logistics guys beamed, their faces lit up. Following Master Duan meant they could eat meat. Xiong Shengxi could find someone to do this kind of work himself. Duan Anluo had asked them to do it so they could earn some money. Thank you, Master Duan, for finding them such a lucrative job!
Duan Anluo didn't expect Xiong Shengxi to be so generous. "You two have already discussed it. I have no objection."
He counted on his fingers and walked to a corner according to the directions of the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams. "Move this bronze man away and dig up the bottom."
A few logistics guys tried to move the bronze man, but couldn't budge. Then they looked underneath and saw that it was nailed to the cement road very tightly.
One guy said, "It's okay, I have a drill in my car."
Xiong Shengxi's assistant explained: "It costs several thousand to buy a bronze statue. During the construction, several were lost. The foreman asked me if we could nail them all down. I said yes, and they nailed them down."
The logistics guy came over with an electric drill, "Get out of the way, I'll do it!"
Duan Anluo took a few steps back and stood next to Si Cang, "The logistics staff are all talented."
Si Cang nodded, "There are people from all kinds of professions."
Duan Anluo asked quietly, "Is there anyone who can drive an excavator?"
"Yes, there are also some who can fly planes."
Duan Anluo admired them even more. They were all in logistics, but his son Yuan'er only knew how to eat, so the money should be earned by these brothers.
After a few drills with the electric drill, a fishy odor was smelled.
Just beneath the bronze figure lay a cloth bag, covered in dirt and brown bloodstains. The logistics officer, donning gloves, pulled it out and discovered a shrunken dead toad. It had been dead for who knows how long, yet it hadn't decayed at all, and black nails were stuck in its body.
When Duan Anlu saw the toad and thought of the bullfrog with its legs bouncing, he felt sick all over.
"All of you get out of the way!"
Everyone thought this thing was dangerous and hurriedly retreated, only to see a bolt of lightning as thick as an arm strike down, splitting the entire toad into pieces.
Duan Anluo shook his hands in disgust. From now on, no frogs could appear in front of him, not even toads.
Si Cang pulled Duan Anluo's hand over and squeezed it a few times, "There's no more, only this one."
Duan Anluo looked at Si Cang's expression in confusion, then looked at his numb hands, feeling that Si Cang was a little strange.
Xiong Shengxi saw that after the toad was destroyed, one of the ropes holding the pot lid snapped, and the black aura around him became much thinner. Did it work? He excitedly leaned over and asked, "Master Duan, are there any more?"
"Yes, there are seven in total." Duan Anluo suppressed his strange thoughts and focused on making money first. He walked to another corner and said, "Move this stone trough and dig it up."
The guy with the electric drill dug skillfully and this time dug out a wooden box. When he opened it, he saw a dead centipede inside. Like the toad, the body was also nailed with black nails and it emitted a fishy smell.
After digging five more places, Duan Anluo asked with emotion, "Boss Xiong, who hates you so much? You even used all the winning tactics."
The Seven Evils correspond to seven kinds of evil spirits: Heavenly Evil, Earthly Evil, Yearly Evil, Monthly Evil, Daily Evil, Hourly Evil and Human Evil.
Toads represent disease, centipedes represent disasters, and iron nails represent financial loss... The last one contains hair and nails, which are very soft and should belong to Xiong Shengxi's daughter.
Judging from his face, Xiong Shengxi has never done anything immoral. The other party, in order to make money, even spared his daughter. It was too insidious.
Xiong Shengxi clenched his fists in anger and cursed angrily: "If I find out who this bastard is, I'll kill him!"
Duan Anluo cast his gaze towards the street across the street. There, dazzling night lights hung high, the streets were bustling with people, and dynamic music could be heard. A group of young people were singing in the square. It formed a sharp contrast with the desolation of this street.
A line of cause and effect, like a rope, binds the streets on both sides.
"Boss Xiong, who owns the street across the street?"
"He's my childhood friend. It's strange, we're in the same area, but his business is booming, but I can't make it big no matter what I do. No one is renting these shops."
Seeing Duan Anluo's pointed look, Xiong Shengxi was struck by lightning. After a pause, he said angrily, "Impossible! We are childhood friends, brothers who grew up together wearing the same pants! He can't hurt me!"
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