Hearing this question, Meng Xi panicked. She was not a master at all, and that was not a lucky charm bracelet at all. It was a bracelet specially made by the Fox Immortal, which he asked her to give as a tribute!
How did she know what to do if the bracelet was discovered?!
Meng Xi looked at the fox spirit with a panicked expression. The woman on the other end of the phone was still threatening her: "If you don't take responsibility, I'll call the police and say you're suspected of fraud, promoting Feng family superstition, and being a cult!"
The fox spirit was already in a bad mood, and now being threatened like this by an ordinary person made him instantly furious. He snatched Meng Xi's phone and said coldly, "You're unlucky that your bracelet was discovered! You'd better prepare to suffer the backlash!"
Before the person on the other end could react, Fox Fairy hung up the phone.
"Fox Immortal, what should I do now?" This was the first time Meng Xi had ever seen the Fox Immortal get angry, so she didn't dare to breathe and asked cautiously.
"Close the shop for now, and don't take any more orders from mediums. Keep a low profile for now." The fox spirit took a deep breath and said irritably, "Find a way to give me another offering as soon as possible."
If she could absorb the fortune and vitality of just one more offering, she would be able to escape that damned place completely.
Meng Xi nodded quickly: "Okay, okay."
Meanwhile, on the other side, inside Hengdian World Studios in Qincheng.
A beautiful woman in a cheongsam, her face slightly contorted, slammed her phone to the ground: "Damn it!"
The phone screen shattered instantly upon hitting the ground. Jiang Chuyun happened to walk in from outside and paused slightly upon seeing the phone on the ground: "Teacher Shen?"
Shen Jiaxue was surprised that someone would come over at this time. Her body stiffened slightly, and her expression quickly changed. She turned around with a slightly embarrassed look and asked, "Teacher Jiang, what brings you here?"
Jiang Chuyun: "It's time to change into the next costume, Teacher Shen?"
"I didn't hold my phone properly and it fell to the ground." Shen Jiaxue coughed lightly, bent down to pick up her phone, and quickly walked out. "I'll go out first and give the dressing room to Teacher Jiang."
She had just stepped out of the dressing room when her phone vibrated violently again. She looked down and could barely make out the words "Qiao the Bitch" flashing on the shattered screen.
Shen Jiaxue pursed her lips with a gloomy expression, pressed hard on her phone, and turned it off.
On the other side.
After Nan Yuanman finished helping Qiao Jin break free from her spiritual barrier, he asked her where the medium often appeared before leaving her house.
Qiao Jin told her that the medium did not have a fixed place to appear; she always appeared in a tent at a night market in the city center.
The medium was very mysterious, dressed in a very elaborate gown, wearing a top hat, and her face was covered with a veil. She looked more like a Western witch than a medium.
It happened to be evening, and the night market was open, so Nan Yuanman and Feng Langqing went to try their luck.
To avoid being recognized, Feng Langqing was almost fully armed, wearing long sleeves and trousers, a sun hat, sunglasses, and a black mask.
Dressed up like this, she stood out even more in the crowd.
Nan Yuanman looked at him curiously: "What are you playing, Third Brother?"
Feng Langqing looked troubled: "Yuanman, Third Brother is too popular. If he goes to the night market, he will easily be recognized by fans, which could cause a stampede. So Third Brother needs to dress up a bit."
“That’s easy to solve!” Nan Yuanman rummaged through his bag, found an invisibility talisman, and handed it to him: “Third brother, just put on the invisibility talisman.”
"An invisibility talisman?" Feng Langqing's eyes lit up as he carefully took the talisman. "Is it the kind used in cultivation that makes a person completely invisible?"
"Of course not. This invisibility charm only reduces your presence in a crowd, thus creating the effect of 'invisibility'."
Nan Yuanman tilted his head: "The kind of invisibility talisman that Third Brother mentioned, you probably have to become an immortal to create it."
Feng Langqing understood, happily changed his clothes, removed his mask and sunglasses, kept the invisibility talisman close to his body, and drove Nan Yuanman to the night market.
Ancheng Night Market was brightly lit and bustling with people.
Snack stalls and dessert stalls lined the streets, and from afar, Nan Yuanman could smell the rich and fragrant aroma of roasted meat in the air.
She patted her flat little belly, then looked up expectantly at Feng Langqing, whose body was tense: "Third brother, Yuanman is hungry!"
When Yuanman put on a cute act, Feng Langqing couldn't resist. He completely forgot about the rule that children can't eat junk food, and waved his hand: "Buy it! Whatever you want to eat, your third brother will buy it for you!"
Nan Yuanman cheered and, holding Feng Langqing's hand, headed straight for the roast chicken stall. They spent a fortune on a roast chicken leg, along with sweet soup, stinky tofu, roast sausages, and candied hawthorns...
After circling around, Feng Langqing still couldn't find the medium, and his hands were almost overflowing with snacks.
Nan Yuanman was grilling a chicken leg in one hand and a sausage in the other, his cheeks bulging and his little mouth glistening with oil, looking extremely satisfied.
Feng Langqing stared at her increasingly swollen belly with trepidation, and said gently, "Alright, Yuanman, let's stop eating. If we eat too much, we'll get indigestion and our stomachs will hurt."
“If we defeat them this time, then we won’t be defeated!” Nan Yuanman replied, his words slightly mumbled, his eyes still searching for traces of the medium’s tent that Qiao Jin had mentioned.
Suddenly, Nan Yuanman spotted a purple tent erected ahead. His eyes lit up, and he swallowed the chicken in his mouth, pointing ahead and saying, "Third brother, we found it! The tent!"
Feng Langqing: "Let's go, let's go take a look."
As the brother and sister approached the tent, a young woman selling small jewelry at a stall next to it looked at Nan Yuanman and said with a smile, "Little friend, are you also here to see Master Hu?"
"Then you've made a wasted trip today. Master Hu just sent a message in the group saying that she has something to do these few days and won't be coming tonight."
Nan Yuanman asked curiously, "A group?"
“Yes, the group code is over there.” The young woman kindly pointed to the sign standing next to Zhi Yuanman: “Scan the code and pay a 100 yuan group fee to join the group. Master Hu occasionally helps with fortune telling and handling matters in the group. She is quite accurate in her predictions.”
She proudly waved the pink bracelet on her wrist at Nan Yuanman: "My relationship with my boyfriend wasn't going well before, so I asked Master Hu for help on a whim, to see how I could improve our relationship."
"Master Hu gave me a bracelet and told me to wear it. Sure enough, a few days later, my boyfriend, who had been giving me the cold shoulder, came back from outside. We made up and our relationship got better and better."
Nan Yuanman's gaze fell on the bracelet on her wrist. When she saw the bracelet clearly, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, and a look of confusion appeared on her chubby face.
That's strange.
This bracelet is exactly the same as Sister Qiao's, but why didn't she sense any evil energy from it? Instead, she felt a faint, warm, and loving power of goodwill.
Could the god worshipped by this medium be a righteous god, or not an evil god?
But if she is a true deity, then what about Sister Qiao's bracelet?
Nan Yuanman's little head was a bit confused, but she didn't make things difficult for herself; if she couldn't figure it out, she simply stopped thinking about it.
Regardless of whether she is a righteous god or an evil god, she will eventually be exposed.
Nan Yuanman used the camera function of her watch to take a picture of the group code, and then secretly took out a small paper figure from her small handbag and threw it on the ground. After hiding the paper figure, she and Feng Langqing headed back home.
That evening, Nan Yuanman, feeling stuffed, lay sprawled on the bed like a pancake. Feng Langqing went to take a shower, and his phone, which was on the bedside table, suddenly rang.
Nan Yuanman slowly got out of bed, her tuft of hair swaying with her movements. She struggled to pick up her phone, intending to call Feng Langqing, but accidentally answered the call instead.
Nan Yuanman paused for a moment, then subconsciously looked at her phone screen and met Feng Congqian's gaze on the screen.
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