Chapter 130 Chapter 130

"Relax," Li Qingshan comforted, "It's okay."

Xie Rigui closed his eyes and fainted again.

The phone suddenly rang.

Li Qingshan asked without interest: "What's the matter?"

"There is news," An Rand said excitedly, "Do you want to participate in the operation?"

"What news?" Li Qingshan was confused.

"News from the Feng Shui master!" An Rand was anxious.

"Okay," Li Qingshan glanced at Xie Rigui on the bed, "The hospital is not safe, can you send some people to protect Xie Rigui?" "

Okay." An Rand replied.

People from the foundation came to the hospital.

Li Qingshan got in the car and rushed to the scene where the foundation arrested the Feng Shui master.

In the huge villa, the Feng Shui master was setting up a curse scene on the first floor.

This curse was the same one when he cursed Xie Rigui before.

Even if he did nothing, Xie Rigui would die soon, but he could not wait any longer. He wanted to speed up the process and let Xie Rigui die immediately after his curse ended.

The Feng Shui master picked up the props and began to chant in the magic circle.

The people from the foundation who were surrounding the villa watched everything.

Li Qingshan asked anxiously: "Can I go in now? It will be too late if I don't go in now!"

"Go in." Ayn Rand commanded.

Li Qingshan jumped into the villa.

The Feng Shui master said: "I want him to die immediately!"

Li Qingshan landed on the floor of the villa with a bang. The Feng Shui master was startled and stepped back. He kicked over the candle and fell to the ground. The candle ignited the fabric sofa next to him and a fire broke out.

The Feng Shui master rolled on the ground to avoid the flames. Li Qingshan rushed over in two steps and kicked him in the waist. He screamed and trembled on the ground, unable to get up.

Li Qingshan immediately controlled him and dragged him out of the door. Other people from the foundation appeared and wanted to deal with the Feng Shui master together, but they found that there was a fire inside. They were all shocked and thought that Li Qingshan was too angry and wanted to burn the Feng Shui master to death.

They looked at Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan explained the situation.

Some colleagues entered the villa to put out the fire, and the other part followed Li Qingshan to control the Feng Shui master and sent him to the car. The car stopped at the door of the foundation, and everyone sent the Feng Shui master into the foundation.

The Feng Shui master was restrained on a chair in the interrogation room of the Foundation. The chair was special, and there was only one in a room. When he sat on it, he could not move immediately and was restrained by the chair.

Li Qingshan was right in front of him. He found that he could not leave the chair by his own strength. After struggling for freedom, he was very angry. He stared at Li Qingshan with eyes full of curses.

The Feng Shui master suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and said to Li Qingshan: "It's too late for anything!"

"What did you say?" Li Qingshan felt something was wrong and asked seriously.

"Before I cast the curse, I had destroyed the things that could remove the curse of your friend. His curse cannot be lifted! He will definitely die! Maybe he will die before me!" The Feng Shui master laughed.

Li Qingshan's eyes suddenly turned red. He stared at the Feng Shui master and asked in disbelief, "What did you say?"

The Feng Shui master smiled and repeated, "The thing that can lift the curse has been destroyed. That man is dead!"

Li Qingshan took a step back and felt like there were drums and gongs roaring in his ears, which gave him a headache. The Feng Shui master died while laughing and spitting blood. The examination results showed that he was attacked by the curse.

Li Qingshan slowed down and grabbed a person next to him. He didn't know who this person was for a moment and just asked stupidly: "Since the Feng Shui master has been cursed, does that mean the curse he cast must have failed? A failed curse has no effect, right? The cursed person won't die, right?"

Guiyuan sighed, grabbed him, and said earnestly and with a little pity: "He had more than one curse. Although he died from the backlash, when you caught him, didn't you just break one of his curses?"

Li Qingshan had a twitching expression on his face, as if he was crying, nodded, turned and left, and Guiyuan found Aland.

An Rand sighed. Before Guiyuan opened his mouth, he knew what he was going to say: "I agree with the holiday."

Guiyuan nodded: "I'll tell him."

An Rand's phone rang.

He picked up the phone. It was Li Qingshan who called. His voice was light and floating, as if flying in the sky: "Does the foundation have any way to deal with the curse?"

"Not for now," An Rand hesitated, "If you need us to, we can look for it, but I can't guarantee that we will find it. Moreover, the search time may not be short. You must be very anxious, right?"

Li Qingshan was silent for a while: "Thank you, goodbye."

He hung up the phone and went into the hospital, just in time to hear the news that Xi Rigui was pushed into the emergency room.

Li Qingshan sat blankly on a chair in the hospital, looking restless. He did not react at all to the people walking around him.

When getting off work, Ayn Rand passed by Taylor's workplace. Taylor also looked blank and absent-minded. Ayn Rand could not help but stop and said to him, "If you are so worried, you can go to the hospital to see Li Qingshan. He should still be there anyway and not go anywhere else."

Taylor looked up at Ayn Rand and asked hesitantly, "Is it okay?"

Ayn Rand smiled and said, "It's time to get off work now. You can leave here and go anywhere you want."

Taylor nodded, stood up and asked, "Can I take a leave too? Maybe I won't stay here in the future. I think Stay next to Li Qingshan."

An Rand thought for a moment and said, "Okay, you go. He really needs someone to accompany him in case anything happens to him. The way he left looks very worrying. It's better for you to go. There will be someone by his side. If there is something that he can't ask him, he can ask you. It won't disturb him, and we don't have to be too nervous about him."

Taylor raised his eyebrows and was a little surprised: "I didn't expect you to care about him so much?"

An Rand smiled and said, "After all, we have been colleagues for so long, we can't be too indifferent, right?"

Taylor nodded: "Okay, I'll go now."

He packed his things, turned around and left the foundation, went to the hospital, and met Li Qingshan. Li Qingshan was still sitting on the slippery chair in the hospital, with his eyes closed and motionless, as if he had already stiffened. Taylor walked in front

of him, but he didn't react. Taylor walked back and forth in front of him, but he didn't seem to see anything. Taylor sat next to him and waved to him: "Did you see me?"

Li Qingshan slowly turned his head and stared at him for a long time, as if his soul had just returned to his body. He slowly grinned, without any emotion, his eyes were straight, and his voice was very weak: "You're here."

Taylor sighed, hugged him and said, "I'm here."

Li Qingshan hugged him and suddenly realized what was happening now. Then, she buried her head in his shoulder, tears welling up in her eyes, as if she was very sad: "Is he dead?"

Taylor knew that Li Qingshan was asking Xie Rigui, and he couldn't help but sigh and couldn't help laughing: "I came to find you as soon as I arrived, and I didn't have time to ask others. If you want to know, come with me to ask, the nurse is always there."

Li Qingshan nodded, let go of him and stood up, but he didn't know where to go, so he looked at him, like a character on standby in a game, feeling confused.

Taylor stood up and grabbed him, took him to the nurse station, and asked the nurse about Xie Rigui's condition. The nurse flipped through the information and said, "The rescue is over, and he has been transferred to the intensive care unit, but the problem is still very serious. He may be a vegetable forever. The family should be prepared."

Li Qingshan felt like he was struck by lightning and grabbed Taylor. Taylor patted him to comfort him. Li Qingshan moved closer to Taylor.

Taylor asked about the location of Xie Rigui's current ward and took Li Qingshan there. Li Qingshan stood at the door, not daring to go in, and held Taylor tightly, like a child who was afraid of going to school, shaking his head all the time, his face was pale, and he looked extremely pitiful.

Taylor stood beside him, pulled him to the wall, which was also the door. He took a look through the door at the situation inside and whispered to him, "It's okay. Isn't it much better now? At least you are still alive now, and being alive is a good thing! No consciousness means no suffering. Don't be too sad. Life must go on."

Li Qingshan nodded slowly, but his face was still panicked, and he obviously didn't hear anything.

Taylor found a place for him to sit down and said a lot of words to him, all comforting. He didn't hear a word, but gradually tears flowed. It was getting dark, and he shivered violently, as if he was very cold, with his eyes drooping, and he seemed very sleepy.

Taylor pulled him and asked, "Why don't we go out to eat?"

Li Qingshan only heard the word "outside" and shook his head vigorously, as if Taylor wanted to pull him into the gate.

Taylor quickly held him down and said to him, "Then let's not go out. You stay here. How about I order some takeout?"

Li Qingshan shook his head again when he heard the takeout: "No, it's not nutritious for the patient to eat this. It's not good. People will say it's disgusting."

Taylor thought about it and stood up: "That's easy. You sit here and wait for me. I'll go out and buy it for you."

Although this is similar to takeout, the room suddenly became nutritious without those two words. Li Qingshan nodded and said obediently, "Okay, I'll wait for you here."

Taylor went out with the food, and when he came back, Li Qingshan had fainted. He was found by the nurse and transferred to an empty bed in the ward, covered with a quilt, and put on an infusion bottle.

The bottle was bigger than a fist and filled with liquid. It flowed through a long infusion tube and a needle that penetrated the flesh and into the back of Li Qingshan's hand. It was extremely cold. Li

Qingshan was still shivering.

Taylor sat next to him and held his hand that was not injected. He seemed to be getting warmer and leaned to the side. His tightly wrinkled brows loosened a little.

Taylor looked at Li Qingshan, touched his forehead, felt a chill, and sighed. He put the food he brought back on the bedside table beside him, looked at him, held his hand, and murmured to himself: "You are really going to get into trouble if you don't pay attention for a moment."

The next morning, Li Qingshan woke up, came over and lay on the bed with his eyes closed, staring at the ceiling, as if he was in a daze for a while. Taylor woke up and was shocked to see this situation, and then he was shocked again. Li Qingshan was very happy, and took his hand and asked, "Are you okay?"

Li Qingshan's eyebrows trembled, and he looked at him and said, "Okay, thank you."

Compared with what Taylor had done before, his answer was cold, but Taylor didn't mind. He said happily, "It's good to wake up, it's okay to wake up, things will pass soon, and it doesn't matter!"

He was nagging there, and Li Qingshan said nothing, his eyes were slightly red, as if he had stayed up all night.

After a while, Li Qingshan returned to the foundation.

Guiyuan was out on a mission, and a phone call came back, calling An Rand: "You don't know what I saw!"

"What did you see?" An Rand asked casually.

"Li Qingshan's life-size hands are in the cave of the ancient demon king!" Guiyuan said in the tone of discovering a big explosion.

An Rand was stunned for a moment: "Ah?"

"Ah!" Guiyuan answered loudly.

An Rand sighed: "Then let's check it after it's packed. Maybe it really has something to do with Li Qingshan. The foundation can't just sit there and watch."

"I understand, let's pack it now." Guiyuan nodded.

After hanging up the phone, he took people to pack the collected things and put them in the car, and immediately drove back to the foundation, but on the way, he encountered robbers.

"Stop! Don't move! We are going to check you now!" The robbers blocked the road with weapons, shouting loudly, approaching the car, and after getting in the car, they rummaged around, thinking that it was something extraordinary to be able to do it, and happily carried it away.

The people in the foundation looked at Guiyuan in astonishment: "Should we chase them?"

Guiyuan thought for a moment and said: "Let's follow them first, in case anything goes wrong? If they are still fine when they get there, we will catch them all in one fell swoop."

Everyone nodded and followed.

The robbers arrived at their own territory, put down the things in their hands, opened them and found that they were people. They felt bored: "How boring! I thought it was some strange gold and silver jewelry! This is so disgusting! It's not as good as firewood for burning."

The robbers lit a fire and burned the life-size figurines. Many poisonous insects came out of it and rushed towards them. They screamed and fled in all directions. The flames in the house became bigger and bigger. Finally, Guiyuan put out the fire and only found two teeth in the ashes.

He picked up the tooth, wrapped it in something, put it in his pocket, examined it, returned to the foundation, and reported to Ayn ​​Rand.

Ain Rand seemed to be thinking about something, and asked Li Qingshan: "The ancient demon king found your life-size hand full of poisonous insects in the cave, and it was burned by unsuspecting robbers until only two teeth were left. Did you feel it?"

Li Qingshan was stunned: "No."

Ain Rand nodded: "Then it's okay."

After work, Li Qingshan returned home, and Taiming waved to him with a fresh flower pot: "Come and see! Is this thing beautiful?"

Li Qingshan took a look: "It's very beautiful."

Taiming smiled all of a sudden: "I read a fairy tale. The story said that if you bury the head of the person you like in the flower pot, the flowers will grow well. I want to try it. Can I use your head?"

Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows: "Of course, do you want to take it now?"

Taiming sat on the sofa and laughed and said: "If you agree, I will bury it later, Of course, I won't take it from your neck. I don't want to kill you."

Li Qingshan nodded: "Okay."

Taiming tore a piece of paper, wrote and drew on it, then jumped over and said: "Look! This is a new talisman I made! I've tried it, and it's very helpful for plants. Maybe it can be used as fertilizer."

As he spoke, the paper burned and turned into white powder, which fell into his palm. He showed his palm to Li Qingshan, smiled and said: "I'm going to sprinkle this powder on the surface of the soil, which will help plant growth! You don't mind, do you?"

Li Qingshan tilted his head back: "No mind, just don't let me swallow it. It's too close to me, and I feel like I'll accidentally inhale it. Go and deal with your flowers, don't worry about me so much."

Taiming laughed, put away the powder, picked up his flowerpot, and went to deal with his plants.

The next day, he took the pot to the foundation and placed it next to his workstation. His desk was right next to the window, so it was just right to put the pot on the windowsill.

Ayn Rand had no objection to this. After all, it was not expensive to beautify the work environment, and someone would take care of it. What was wrong with that? He

would talk about it after something happened.

Thinking this way, he walked away.

A resident brought a child to the foundation to talk about his own affairs. He sat next to him crying and didn't notice the child for a while. The child walked to the windowsill. Taiming was not there at the time. The child looked around and no one noticed him.

He carefully reached out and touched a finger of powder on the flower pot. He licked his finger and felt it was sweet. He immediately reached out to push the flower pot. With a bang, the flower pot was pushed to the ground and broke. He

clapped his hands, looked at the flower pot, and laughed while jumping.

Everyone was shocked, even the resident who brought him here was stunned and cried for a moment.

At this time, the flowerpot suddenly cracked with a sound, and a huge crack appeared. The soil inside fell out, and then the soil scattered all over the ground, revealing the white and bony head inside.

Everyone was shocked again, and the child could not laugh anymore. He turned around and threw himself into the resident's arms, crying loudly, obviously scared. Seeing this, the resident could not calm down. He stood up, grabbed the child and said to the people around him: "I'm sorry, he has caused trouble for you, I'm taking him away now!"

Before he finished speaking, the resident ran away with the child.

Ain Rand asked Li Qingshan about the situation: "You live together, you should know something, right?"

Li Qingshan was confused and panicked: "I don't know."

Ain Rand laughed: "Taiming's flower pot was knocked over by a child, and your head was in it, and you didn't know anything?"

Li Qingshan blushed: "I heard that it's good to grow up like this."

"Okay," Ain Rand nodded, "Xie Rigui has returned to the company to work normally. He happened to open a new company nearby, so he should be in the company now. You go visit him on behalf of the foundation and me. After all, he has just recovered from a serious illness and has been out of the hospital not long ago."

Li Qingshan agreed and couldn't wait to go to Xie Rigui's company.

Ayn Rand said to Guiyuan, "I just forgot to ask Li Qingshan to take the documents with him. It's not far anyway, so you take the documents and give them to Xie Rigui."

Guiyuan took the documents and nodded. Then they arrived at Xie Rigui's company. Xie Rigui was not in the office. Guiyuan put the documents on the desk and found a bottle of perfume on the desk. She picked it up and looked at it, her eyes widened: "An opened aphrodisiac? And Li Qingshan's name is on it? Are you making such a big deal?"

Xie Rigui and Li Qingshan just opened the door and came in from outside. They looked at each other in bewilderment. Guiyuan quickly put the medicine in the appearance of perfume back on the table: "This is an accident! I came to deliver documents! I didn't mean to see the medicine!"

Xie Rigui pulled the corner of his mouth: "Okay. You have delivered the things, please go back."

Guiyuan nodded, rushed out, returned to the foundation and told An Rand about it. An Rand was a little curious and looked at Li Qingshan who had returned: "You?"

Li Qingshan's face was flushed: "I didn't buy it!"

He rushed out after saying that.

An Rand laughed.

Li Qingshan was on patrol at night, so he was walking on the road with Furong. Suddenly, they met a female ghost in red, holding a small round milky white bottle that was not as big as a palm. She stopped them with a smile and said, "I heard that you two are a couple? In my hometown, according to custom, I must give you a gift. Please accept this! This is my gift!"

Li Qingshan smelled a milky smell and felt like vomiting. Furong looked at him, touched him and comforted him.

There happened to be a pet store next to them. The glass of the pet store was very clean. The parrot in the cage not only saw but also heard it. It chirped loudly to the female ghost: "Who would send that kind of gift? It's not pretty at all!"

The female ghost was furious and quarreled with the parrot: "What do you know? You bird!"

Before she finished speaking, the female ghost waved her hand and smashed the bottle against the glass. With a bang, the bottle broke and the things inside fell to the ground.

The parrot flapped its wings and flew up. It was very surprised and shouted loudly: "Someone come, the bird was killed!"

I don't know if it was angry out of shame or too embarrassed to see people. The lights around lit up one by one, and footsteps suddenly approached here, and the female ghost disappeared.

Afterwards, Ayn Rand asked Li Qingshan what happened: "What happened to the explosion nearby when you were with the Ghost King?"

Li Qingshan explained truthfully: "The female ghost wanted to give perfume and had an argument with the parrot. The argument ended, so she threw the bottle and it exploded."

Ayn Rand smiled: "Your life is really colorful."

Li Qingshan grinned, revealing his eight teeth.

After work, he returned home and sat on the sofa. He immediately seemed to be swallowed by the sofa and sank into it softly.

"Congratulations! The task has been completed! The reward is issued! The diamond is in your pocket, please check it." The system's voice suddenly sounded.