Zheng Feiyu nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Mom and Dad, it's her."
Zheng Feiyu said gratefully, "This time, I really owe it all to Yuanman. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to come back."
After such a big incident happened to the Zheng family, Zheng Feiyu contacted his parents as soon as he was freed and told them the truth.
At first, they were skeptical, but after they actually found some fingernails and bones with strange runes on the Liu family members, they had no choice but to believe it.
Not to mention, their family is in business, so they believe in this kind of thing.
So they came over when Zheng Feiyu delivered the gifts to Nan Yuanman. Besides expressing their gratitude and giving gifts, they also wanted to build a good relationship with the Jiang family.
However, Nan Yuanman's age was much younger than they expected.
However, Jiang Danqiu and Zheng Zhenhao are both shrewd people. They may have suspicions, but they won't say anything that would make people uncomfortable.
Jiang Danqiu gratefully handed Nan Yuanman a bulging red envelope: "Thank you so much, young master, for doing the Zheng family such a great favor. If it weren't for you, our Zheng family might have..."
"This red envelope is a small token of our appreciation; please accept it."
Nan Yuanman touched the bulging red seal, his eight big teeth practically popping out to breathe: "No problem, no problem."
"Let's go." Nan Yuanman jumped off the sofa and led Zheng Feiyu and the others upstairs: "Take your things and go to my room."
Zheng Feiyu quickly picked up the red cloth bag and followed. Jiang Danqiu and Zheng Zhenhao smiled apologetically at the bewildered Butler Li and followed as well.
Butler Li: "???"
When did Miss Nan meet the Zheng family? And...
Why do the Zheng family members call Miss Nan "Little Master"?
Did he miss some crucial information?
While Butler Li was still in a daze, Zheng Feiyu and his family had already arrived at Nan Yuanman's room.
Zheng Feiyu and his family stood in the whimsical room, carrying red cloth bags, looking somewhat lost.
Nan Yuanman brought over a small round table and beckoned to Zheng Feiyu: "Come on, put your things down."
"Okay, okay." Zheng Feiyu carefully placed the red cloth on the small round table.
Jiang Danqiu looked at Nan Yuanman, who was unwrapping the red cloth, and asked hesitantly, "...Is this how you break the formation? Don't you need to burn incense, take a bath, or light incense or something like that...?"
“Others might need it, but I don’t,” Nan Yuanman replied after carefully examining the contents of the red cloth.
Zhou Ying's fingernails were forcibly pulled off, their shape intact, and they were engraved with strange runes that sent chills down one's spine at first glance.
The skeleton was taken from Zhou Ying's skull, the rib closest to her heart, and the bone from her hands and feet that was closest to the ground, all of which were engraved with strange runes.
The hair looked specially treated; it wasn't dry or yellow at all, but rather thick and black, like ink.
Zheng Feiyu had already glanced at it briefly before, but now, looking at it again, he couldn't help but feel a chill. Jiang Danqiu didn't dare to look at it at all, while Zheng Zhenhao seemed relatively calm.
Nan Yuanman pulled out a tiny copper coin sword, no longer than her forearm, from her small cloth bag. With her right foot forward and left foot back, she began to perform the Yu Step, muttering, "Under the Heavenly Gate, the Great Immortal Who Subdues Demons, Destroys Demons and Slays Evil... Obeying the Law and Orders... Unrestrained in Battle, Supreme Holy Power, Vast and Boundless, Urgently Obeying the Laws of the Northern Emperor, Break!"
With a final shout, he thrust the copper coin sword downwards with great force.
A golden light flashed from the tip of the sword, suddenly stringing together the three previously scattered items: hair, nails, and bones.
A faint "bang" sound seemed to be heard in the air.
The yin energy and resentment covering the room were instantly dispelled, and a sudden gust of wind swept through the house, making it impossible for Zheng Feiyu and his family to open their eyes.
Zheng Feiyu: "!!!"
Nan Yuanman closed his eyes slightly. Whatever suffering Sister Zhou Ying had endured, those people... should suffer the same suffering.
Give them a taste of their own medicine!
at the same time.
Inside a high-end club in City S.
A middle-aged man with a scar on his left eye and a fierce look pushed a black leather suitcase toward the old man sitting next to him, his face showing a hint of respect and flattery: "Master Ruan, you are truly amazing! Thanks to your divination, I successfully avoided the ambush of those cops and made a lot of money."
"This is the commission I've prepared for you. Could you also help me calculate how many undercover agents those cops have planted under my command?"
Master Ruan stood up straight, adopting the air of a superior, and glanced down at the black leather suitcase: "Rogue Chen, if you want me to help you, this amount of money is not enough."
Lai Pi Chen chuckled, "This is just a deposit. I know the price you're willing to pay; it will definitely satisfy you."
"By the way, someone told me that you helped the Liu family set up a fortune-gathering array. Could you make one for me too? Don't worry, money is no problem!"
Master Ruan gave a soft snort, and was about to speak when a slight stinging pain suddenly came from his chest.
His expression changed drastically, he let out a muffled groan, and raised his hand to cover his throbbing chest.
The next second, the pain spread rapidly through his body like a spider web. Master Ruan coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed onto the sofa, unable to move.
His face was filled with shock and anger. What was going on? How could the Yin magic he had set on the Liu family have been broken?! Who broke it? Did someone from the Sanqing Temple intervene?
Lai Pi Chen was also startled: "Master Ruan, are you alright? Why are you spitting blood?"
"I'm fine... *spit out blood*!" Master Ruan coughed twice, and just as he was about to speak, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
His eyes were bloodshot with rage. How could the backlash be so severe this time? Even if the Yin Art was broken, he shouldn't have suffered such a heavy backlash!
Who is it? Who exactly is it from the Sanqing Temple?
Master Ruan had a vague sense of foreboding. He struggled to raise his trembling, spasming hand and took a small wooden figure out of his pocket.
Just as he was about to use the substitution technique, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his limbs, as if someone was nailing nails into them.
Not only his limbs, but he could also feel worms slowly wriggling in his throat, and his skin and flesh were slowly separating, as if... someone was peeling his skin off.
Master Ruan: "!!"
He struggled violently in the chair, wanting to get back to his house as quickly as possible. There were the spells he had set up and the little demons he had captured. They could help him block the backlash!
The moment he stepped off the chair, his skin and flesh were strangely peeled off.
Witnessing this bizarre and bloody scene, Lai Pi Chen exclaimed: "!!!"
"Aaaaaaah, there's a ghost! Aaaaaahh ...
At the same time, Liu family members who had absorbed Zhou Ying's luck to nourish themselves inside the police station suddenly collapsed to the ground, wailing in pain.
Liu Hanfei, who was being treated at the hospital, had his skin and flesh peeling off in a bizarre way, and his limbs were covered with dense marks from being nailed in.
Finally, he breathed his last amidst endless suffering...
...
Jiang Family Villa.
Zheng Feiyu and his family slowly opened their eyes. Jiang Danqiu felt the room gradually warming up, looked at Nan Yuanman, and hesitated with lingering fear before asking, "Um... Little Master, is it all resolved?"
"It's all settled." Nan Yuanman put away the copper coin sword, carefully wrapped the items in red cloth, and handed them to Zheng Feiyu: "Take Zhou Ying's remains back for burial, burn plenty of offerings for her, and your karma with her will be considered settled."
"Okay, okay, thank you very much." Zheng Feiyu carefully accepted it. After Nan Yuanman's skill just now, he was completely convinced.
Jiang Danqiu's eyes lit up, and she smiled as she handed her business card to Nan Yuanman: "Yuanman, can I call you Yuanman too? This is my business card with my contact information. If you want to go out and have fun, you can look me up, and I'll show you around S City."
Zheng Feiyu's lips twitched: "...Mom, that's enough."
He was calling me "Little Master" just now, and now he's calling me "Perfect Master." Don't be too obvious about his desire to curry favor with someone powerful.
Nan Yuanman blinked and accepted Jiang Danqiu's business card. Zheng Zhenhao coughed lightly and handed her his own business card as well: "And mine..."
Zheng Feiyu: "..."
It's unbearable to look at.
Nan Yuanman eventually added Zheng Feiyu's family's contact information. After Zheng Feiyu learned that she had her own money-receiving account, he immediately transferred 500,000 yuan to her for life-saving treatment.
After all, if it weren't for her, their losses would have been far more than 500,000.
"Perfect, I'll take Zhou Ying home first. You can call me if you need anything. No matter where Fei Yu is, I'll come back to help you." Zheng Fei Yu solemnly promised before leaving the Jiang family with his parents.
Having resolved Zhou Ying's matter, Nan Yuanman returned to the living room with peace of mind to wait for Zhang Shimian and the others to arrive.
She hadn't forgotten that her grandfather's matter hadn't been resolved yet.
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