Chapter 228: Gambling on stones and seeing evil spirits, blood falling into the green will cause disaster
"Fuling!" A nervous face appeared in front of her, making Meng Fuling, who had just opened her eyes, feel dazed.
"Yinglong!" She looked at him with wide eyes, and only then did she see clearly that the person in front of her was Qin Muchen.
Meng Fuling looked at the familiar ceiling. This was in her own room.
Seeing that she was okay, Qin Muchen breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm glad you're okay. You scared me."
Meng Fuling fainted after leaving Guanyin Temple because she used too much spiritual power.
Wang Zheng was so frightened that he lost his mind and immediately called Qin Muchen.
This time the recovery was slower, and it was three days later when she woke up again.
She just had a very long dream, which was all about the relationship between Nüba and Yinglong.
How could the God of Ecstasy be reborn after thousands of years? And the power in her body seemed to be sealed.
Before, when Qin Muchen was trapped in the barrier in the hospital, a strange power burst out from his body.
If it was said that he had no relationship with Yinglong, Meng Fuling herself would have doubts. Could it be that he was really that black dragon in his previous life?
Qin Muchen saw her staring at him and waved his hand in front of her: "What's wrong? Fuling?"
"It's okay." Meng Fuling came back to her senses and felt her body recover after she regained her composure.
I opened my phone and took a look, only to find it was bombarded with messages: 78 text messages and 43 missed calls.
All the calls were from her assistant Wang Zheng and the group office. She just opened one and dialed it.
As soon as it rang, the other party immediately picked up the phone. He heard his cry: "President, you finally answered the phone."
"What happened?" Meng Fuling asked.
"You haven't heard anything in the past three days. The group's 400 million yuan debt is due, and the bank is coming to seize the property."
At this time, a large group of people in uniforms had come to the lobby of the Lu Group and wanted to seal off the company.
It turned out that Lu Jihong used the company building as collateral to borrow 400 million yuan from the bank.
It was agreed that the principal and interest would be repaid within three months, but now that they are in jail, they naturally cannot repay it.
The money should have been repaid three days ago, otherwise the mortgaged property would be seized, which is the Lu Group's twin towers.
If this group company disappears, where will such a large company move to?
"Boss, what should we do?" Wang Zheng was so anxious that he was furious.
He went to the hotel to find her directly after being unconscious for three days, but was stopped outside by Qin Muchen's men.
"Don't panic!" Meng Fuling glanced at the time and said, "Tell them I'll pay them back before 6pm."
After hearing this, Wang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and hung up the phone.
Knowing that the Lu Group was short of money, Qin Muchen was very calm: "It's only 400 million, I can pay it back."
"No need!" Meng Fuling stopped him with a smile: "I can earn this money myself."
This is four hundred million. It is already eight o'clock in the morning and there are still ten hours before six o'clock in the afternoon.
Of course, she can make 800 million in a day. Since she said she can do it, she must be confident.
Meng Fuling opened the live broadcast room, and she gained a lot of fans in the past three days since she hadn't been online.
Now the number of members has grown to 30 million. Even if she just draws a talisman or sells a magic weapon in the group, she will not have to worry about making money.
[Oh, Master, you're finally online. You suddenly fainted earlier and scared us to death.]
[Yeah, I'm relieved to see you're okay. I thought something had happened when I hadn't heard from you.]
[Thinking about the money the master still owes me? Oh! You could have relied on men for a living, but you chose to rely on your talent!]
[The master simply refused to accept the Third Master's help. Women still have to rely on themselves; men are unreliable.]
[So, Master, are you going to tell fortunes again today? One hundred million per divination again?]
"I won't tell fortunes today!" Meng Fuling packed her things mysteriously. "I'm going somewhere today."
Qin Muchen had already prepared the car. She held Xiaoman and carried Nannan on her back, got into the car, and sent the driver a location.
The car slowly headed towards its destination and stopped in front of a manor in the west of the city.
Coming down from the manor, she looked up at the antique gate with red paint and green tiles in front of her.
The retro building really gives people a feeling of a winding path. The plaque on the door is written in red paint: Bishi Garden.
There are couplets hanging on both sides of the gate, which read:
Left-wing couplet: "One knife makes you poor, one knife makes you rich, one knife makes you wear sackcloth."
Right couplet: "One thought brings life, one thought brings death, one thought brings the villa."
Qin Muchen watched as many people walked in carrying suitcases, and some came out holding strange-shaped stones, with smiles on their faces.
There were also people who were in despair, crying loudly, and sitting on the ground with no expression on their faces, not moving at all.
"Where is this?" He looked at this strange place.
Meng Fuling looked inside and said, "This is the largest gambling stone garden in the imperial capital."
This Bishi Garden, also known as the Gambling Stone Garden, has been here for decades.
Don't ask her how she knew this, after all, quite a few ghosts have died in the past few decades.
"Gambling on stones?" Qin Muchen finally understood: "So this is how you want to make money?"
Meng Fuling walked into the gambling stone garden with a smile. The gambling stone garden was very lively today.
Because a large batch of stones had just arrived this morning, there was a constant stream of people coming to see the stones.
When they arrived, the first auction of the day was about to begin. There were three rough stones placed on the table covered with a red tablecloth.
The seats below were almost full, and everyone was watching and considering which one to take later.
Meng Fuling heard the ghost from the underworld talk about the rules here, took a number plate, found a seat and sat down.
"Fuling, which stone do you think is the best?" Qin Muchen asked in a low voice.
She looked carefully at the three stones above. Number one and number two were green-skinned stones, which should have come from the old pit.
The first piece weighs more than 300 kilograms, and the second piece weighs only about 200 kilograms, which are all gambling materials.
The third piece is a yellow stone, similar to the stones from Myanmar. It is also the largest one, weighing at least 500 kilograms. There is a small window on the outer skin, revealing a small piece of emerald green inside.
"This one has a small window. Even though it's only a tiny window, you can see the emerald green inside. It should be the most expensive."
"But...!" Meng Fuling paused, looking at the stone and frowning slightly: "There's something wrong with this stone."
"What's wrong?" Qin Muchen looked at her, hesitant to speak.
There is a black aura surrounding this stone, which is the deathly aura left by the dead.
Suddenly, a bloody hand stretched out from below and grabbed the stone tightly.
A pair of scarlet eyes stared at everyone in the audience through the slits with a ferocious expression.
Meng Fuling murmured, "If the wronged souls don't retreat, the blood will fall into the green and cause disaster. This number three stone cannot be bought."
"No way?" After hearing Meng Fuling's words, the person sitting next to him preparing for the auction was immediately confused.
At this moment, someone around her recognized her: "Hey, isn't this the legendary Master Meng?"
"Yes, I know her. I heard she's the most popular master of metaphysics right now. How could she come here to gamble on stones?"
"I heard she's very accurate in her predictions. She said there are wronged spirits in the stone. No, I don't dare buy it."
"Hahaha!" At this moment, a man's sarcastic laughter came from the side: "Stop exaggerating here."
Everyone looked and saw a man in a black robe appear on the scene.
He was turning two ornamental walnuts in his hands, with a cold and murderous look on his stern face.
The man was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and he was hugging a woman who was wearing luxurious clothes and rich jewelry.
His tall and muscular figure made the woman beside him look even more charming and smaller.
"Meng Fuling!" The woman curled her lips: "You still like to cheat."
"You're saying this so you can take a picture of this rough stone number three later, right?"
Meng Fuling looked at her for a long moment: "Are you Lu Yiyi?"
She almost didn't recognize her. She suddenly appeared at the gambling stone scene.
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