When he turned around, he saw Wen Xi's magnificent face close to him. He had long lost his previous arrogance. His black eyes were dim and lifeless, and there was a bitter smile on the corner of his lips. "Wen Xi, thanks to you just now. I didn't expect that you are really capable. I misunderstood you before and called you a little charlatan. I'm really sorry."
It was truly a blessing that the Song family's little bully could apologize in person.
It was enough to see how big of a blow the supernatural incident just now had been to him, and it completely refreshed his worldview!
"I accept your apology."
Wen Xi didn't suffer any loss either, and rarely showed a faint smile, "Don't forget what you said just now, this is a business deal, I have to charge a fee, you are my first customer, don't worry, I will give you a discount!"
Song Shiming felt that the fee was reasonable, so he nodded and asked generously, "How much is the total? I'll transfer it to you."
Wen Xi's eyes sparkled, and he raised his hand and stretched out two fingers!
2,000 yuan for exorcism is not too much, right?
When Song Shiming saw it, he immediately asked about her account, took out his mobile phone and transferred 200,000 yuan to her!
After counting the number of zeros in the account balance, Wen Xi pursed her red lips and said nothing.
Song Shiming scratched his head and asked cautiously, "Did I transfer too little? At least you saved Wang Qinghe's life, so you are indeed worth a higher price."
Seeing that he still wanted to transfer money, Wen Xi stopped him with a sense of morality, "That's enough, it's about this amount."
Did she stay in the mountains for too long and not realize that catching ghosts and fortune-telling outside the mountains were so valuable?
"Brother Ming, Wang Qinghe is still bleeding, what should we do?"
Chen Quan was looking after Wang Qinghe. His body was also stained with Wang Qinghe's blood and smelled of blood. He looked at them for help with a sad face.
Song Shiming subconsciously looked at Wen Xi.
Wen Xi blinked and asked, "What are you looking at me for? I can catch ghosts and tell fortunes, but I'm not a doctor. Why don't you call an ambulance quickly? If you keep going like this, you might lose too much blood."
"Oh, yes, I'll call right away!"
Song Shiming suddenly realized what was going on and took out his cell phone to make a call.
After a while, an ambulance arrived and took Wang Qinghe away. Chen Quan, Chu Yanran and others followed to take care of him.
The creepy devil's hand fell in the corner of the living room, and no one dared to touch it again.
"Didn't you often broadcast supernatural events live in the past? Why are you suddenly so panicked today?"
Wen Xi thought they were of some level, but unexpectedly they were just so-so.
An awkward expression crossed Song Shiming's handsome face, and he frowned as he said, "It was all scripted before. How many of the supernatural live broadcasts you saw on the live streaming platforms were real? They were just gimmicks to gain traffic."
Wen Xi sighed, "So it was a fake. Then how did you get a real one this time? Where did you get this devil's hand? It's filled with murderous energy. If I hadn't happened to be here, Wang Qinghe would have been dead for sure."
Song Shiming looked a little nervous, and he stammered, "This Devil's Hand was stolen from my eldest brother. It's strange to say, I don't know where he found such a thing."
Seeing that he was hiding something, Wen Xi didn't intend to ask more, "How are you going to deal with the Devil's Hand?"
"I…I don't know either."
How could he dare to touch this damn thing?
"Why not leave it to me?"
Wen Xi walked forward, bent down and picked up the Devil's Hand.
"Eh? Be careful! Don't touch it, what if a ghost possesses you?"
Song Shiming was so frightened that cold sweat broke out.
"It doesn't matter. This thing is useless to me."
Wen Xi placed the Devil's Hand on the table and looked at Song Shiming to remind him, "Didn't I tell you before that your forehead is dark, and you must have had a bloody disaster recently. The health talisman in my hand..."
"Buy, buy, buy. Sister Wen, give me all the talismans you have. I'll take them back and give some to my parents and eldest brother. They seem to be having a hard time lately."
Song Shiming readily paid the money and directly bought all the health talismans in Wen Xi's hands and transferred 100,000 yuan to her.
Now she even called her by a respectful title, Sister Wen, and was completely convinced of her.
Wen Xi glanced at the account balance, and his eyes softened when he looked at Song Shiming.
"Sister Wen, let's go. I'll take you home."
Someone will clean up the mess here. Song Shiming was planning to drive Wen Xi back when he heard the sound of a car outside. Several men in suits got out of the car and walked into the villa.
Song Shiming looked at the cold and distant man in the lead, his handsome face pale with shock, "Brother, why are you here?"
Song Shilin pursed his lips, his handsome face showing neither joy nor anger. A teardrop mole under the corner of his eye added to his allure. He said coldly, "If I don't come again, you'll cause trouble again. Song Shiming, how many times have I told you not to touch the things I put in the warehouse? Can't you hear me?"
Song Shiming looked very scared of his big brother. His ears drooped instantly. He said weakly, "It must be Chen Quan who told you secretly. I didn't mean to tell you. It's because you were so mysterious when you talked about the devil's hand before. I was just curious. Besides, the matter is not a big deal..."
"Haha, you've ruined half of Wang Qinghe's life. You should think about how to explain this to the Wang family."
Song Shilin raised his chin slightly, a sarcastic arc on the corner of his lips, "This matter has alarmed the Special Management Bureau. They will be here soon. Before that, I want to take you and the Devil's Hand back."
"Special Management Bureau?"
Song Shiming was stunned, and then he thought of something. He said embarrassedly, "Brother, can you give me the Devil's Hand? I have already promised Wen Xi to give it to her. This thing is extremely evil and can really summon ghosts. It's better not to take it home."
"Wen Xi?"
Song Shilin then turned his gaze to the cold and elegant Wen Xi. A glint flashed in his eyes, and he frowned slightly and said, "The real daughter that the Wen family just found?"
"Song Shiming, it's fine if you're used to playing around, but why did you bring the Wen family here? I'll settle the score with you when I get back!"
Song Shilin's icy eyes pierced him twice, and he looked at Wen Xi with a distant gaze and said, "Miss Wen, it's not advisable to stay here for long. I will send someone to take you back to the Wen family. As for the devil's hand... don't listen to Song Shiming's nonsense. This thing is my property, and he has no right to give it away on my behalf."
With just one look, someone came forward, wrapped the devil's hand in red cloth and took it away.
Wen Xi didn't stop him. She observed Song Shilin's chiseled face, a faint dark aura stirring between his brows. She said calmly, "Since the Devil's Hand is yours, you can take it. But Mr. Song, I want to remind you that there is a ghostly aura about you. Have you come into contact with anything dirty recently?"
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