Huaiqing came to the Shen family only in the last one or two years. Before that, when did the Shen family spend tens of thousands of dollars to find a master or a Taoist priest?
Now that Wan Qiang had mentioned the number of 998,000, they were truly shocked.
"Master Wan, are you sure?"
"Master Wan, do we need to discuss this price again?"
"Master Wan, would you like to discuss this further?"
Wan Qiang mistakenly thought they thought it was too expensive, and immediately explained, "This matter is quite difficult, and we really can't afford any less."
The Shen family: "..."
We didn't say less.
Huai Qing tugged at Wan Qiang's arm and said, "They said they wanted to discuss it. They probably want to give you more."
Wan Qiang heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this. "No, no, it's 998,000. No more, no less."
After agreeing on the price, Wan Qiang carefully set up a formation at the Shen family's house. After repeatedly telling Shen Du not to go out for the time being, she said goodbye to the Shen family and planned to go back.
But after just a few steps, Huai Qing drove a very flashy car and stopped in front of her, "Master, where are you going? I'll take you there."
"I didn't agree to accept you." Wan Qiang reminded Huai Qing.
"It's only a matter of time." Huai Qing smiled, revealing his white teeth. "Master, get in the car quickly."
It was dark by then.
Wan Qiang looked out the window at the bustling Shengjing City and asked Huai Qing, "This car of yours is quite expensive, isn't it?"
"More than 10 million." Huai Qing replied truthfully, "What's the matter, Master, do you like this car? If you like it, I'll give it to you."
Wan Qiang: “…”
It’s great to have money.
A car worth over 10 million yuan is given away just by asking.
Unlike her, who is in debt of a few hundred million.
"Do you have a lot of money?" Wan Qiang changed the subject a little too quickly.
Huai Qing was stunned for a few seconds before nodding, "Not bad."
"You are a lonely man, where do you get the money?"
Huai Qing: "Earned money."
"How to make money?" Wan Qiang continued to ask.
Speaking of this, Huai Qing felt that he needed to explain the market situation to Wan Qiang. Otherwise, if she asked for such a high price, it would be uncomfortable for her colleagues.
"Master, it's not appropriate for you to speak of 998,000 karma today."
"Isn't it appropriate?" Wan Qiang asked him doubtfully, "Then how much should I ask for?"
Huaiqing raised a finger.
"One million yuan?" Wan Qiang said, "Isn't that about the same?"
"Ten million." Huai Qing said as he parked the car on the side of the road and seriously explained the current market situation to Wan Qiang.
He said a lot and Wan Qiang was stunned.
"Is fortune telling and feng shui reading really worth so much?"
"What else do you think?" Huai Qing raised his chin proudly and said, "The Shen family gives me 50 million a year, and they also provide me with food and accommodation."
"When I usually go out to take a job, the starting price is eight million. If it's less than that, I won't bother to take the job at all."
Wan Qiang: “…”
This is not fortune-telling or feng shui, this is a money-printing machine.
It seems that in the future, besides live streaming, she will have to develop more businesses. This way, she can pay off her debts quickly...
…
After returning to the hotel, taking a shower and changing clothes, Wan Qiang told Xiang Lan, "Xiao Xiang Lan, I'm going to Fengdu."
"Auntie, shall I accompany you?"
Wan Qiang refused, "I can go by myself. You've been running around with me for a long time, you should take a good rest."
Wan Qiang opened the Ghost Gate, entered the underworld, and appeared in the Fengdu Emperor's Palace in one go.
Du Huai was drinking tea, looking quite leisurely.
Wan Qiang slowly walked over to him and sat down. "The Emperor seems to be in a good mood."
As she spoke, she lifted the teacup to her nose and sniffed it, praising it, "Good tea, that tea tree is at least a thousand years old."
"Knowing you were coming, I prepared this especially for you." Du Huai looked at Wan Qiang with deep eyes and asked, "A Mian, are you here for Huai Qing?"
"The Emperor is indeed smart. Nothing can be hidden from you." Wan Qiang held her face with both hands, her eyes fixed on Du Huai's face with expectation.
"You are born with a daoist bone, and so is he. You will not lose out by taking him as your disciple."
"Du Huai, you really know his origins."
"I know, but I can't tell you." Du Huai waved his hand, and an exquisite little box appeared next to Wan Qiang.
"What is this?" Wan Qiang asked.
"For you."
Wan Qiang curiously opened the lid and saw some small gadgets that she used to use.
It may look insignificant, but it is extremely useful in dealing with evil monsters and the like.
"Did you collect all this for me?"
"It's Lu Li!" Du Huai responded.
"A-li, that girl, is really considerate." Wan Qiang said as she drank several more sips of tea before standing up and bowing to Du Huai, "Your Majesty, I bid you farewell."
…
Wan Qiang didn’t actually stay in the underworld for long, but it was already midnight when she returned.
There was no light in the room and it was pitch dark.
In the corner, Xianglan was crying.
Wan Qiang was a little speechless, "Xiao Xianglan, why are you crying there?"
Xianglan's crying gradually stopped, and she turned on the light in the room. "Auntie, you're finally back. I want to tell you, I..."
Halfway through her speech, Xianglan started crying again.
Wan Qiang held her forehead with her hand, and a stream of spiritual power penetrated into Xianglan's eyebrows, helping her calm down.
"Speak now."
Xianglan said "Oh" and started to talk non-stop:
"A pregnant woman moved in next door. She was over nine months pregnant. As soon as she walked in, she started making phone calls. Her husband was cheating on her and didn't care whether she lived or died. She seemed to have some emotional problems. After hanging up the phone, she cried for half an hour and finally committed suicide by cutting her wrists."
Wan Qiang frowned, pinched her fingers, and her expression suddenly changed. "Is she wearing a red dress?"
Xianglan nodded vigorously, "Yes, Auntie, how did you know?"
"This is a big trouble." Wan Qiang said and went to the next room.
There was blood all over the ground near the pregnant woman's body, which complemented her red dress and had a bit of "weird beauty".
What was even more bizarre was that the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her eyes were open, looking somewhere...
Xianglan followed.
"Ah~" Seeing the pregnant woman's appearance at this time, she was frightened and screamed.
Wan Qiang scratched her ears and said, "Xianglan, you're so noisy."
Xianglan pointed at the pregnant woman's body and said incoherently: "Auntie, I was next to her when she died. It's not like that. She was in the bathtub in the bathroom at that time. I clearly remember..."
Wan Qiang probably guessed the truth. She interrupted Xiang Lan and changed the subject, "Why didn't you call someone to rescue her?"
Xianglan was stunned for a few seconds, then she patted her head in sudden realization, "Yeah, why didn't I think of calling someone to rescue her?"
"Aunt, I...I indirectly killed her?"
"It has nothing to do with you. Someone planned it."
After saying that, Wan Qiang walked around the room and finally found something suspicious.
This room was set up with a soul-disturbing array. Fortunately, Xianglan couldn't be considered a G-soul. Otherwise, she wouldn't just be losing control of her emotions and crying uncontrollably, but would have gone completely crazy...
"Xiao Xianglan, go back to your room and get ready, then come over for the live broadcast."
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