Chapter 43 It’s a Curse

Jia Luo pointed to a villa: "Uncle Qin, where is that?"

Qin Heng looked in the direction Jia Luo pointed and said in a deep voice, "That's where the sick uncle lives!"

"Lolo, what's wrong?"

Jia Luo frowned slightly, with a serious expression on his face.

"The aura of that villa is a bit strange. I feel like there is a subtle sense of obstruction."

Wen Yan and Qin Heng looked at each other and their expressions became serious.

Qin Heng asked quickly: "Lolo, can you tell what the problem is?"

Jia Luo was silent for a moment and shook his head: "It's not clear yet, we have to go closer and take a look."

The three of them walked towards the villa.

After approaching, Jia Luo walked slowly around the villa, carefully observing the surrounding environment. Wen Yan and Qin Heng followed quietly behind her, not daring to disturb her thoughts.

After a while, Jia Luo stopped and said, "Uncle Qin, the arrangement of things around this villa seems a bit deliberate."

Qin Heng looked at the decorations around him in confusion: "Intentional? Luo Luo, do you mean there is something wrong with the placement of these things?"

"Uncle Qin, someone has recently tampered with the Feng Shui of this villa, disrupting the Feng Shui aura of the entire manor."

Wen Yan said thoughtfully: "Could it be that someone did this on purpose?"

Jia Luo was silent again, and then said: "Uncle Qin, when did the sick uncle start to get sick?"

Qin Heng recalled and said, "It was about two months ago. At first I just felt a little tired, but then my condition got worse and worse, and now I am bedridden."

"Before he fell ill, had the villa been renovated or had a Feng Shui master rearranged it?"

After hearing what Jia Luo said, Qin Heng suddenly stopped and his face turned dark.

"He got married four months ago, and this villa was renovated before the wedding!"

Just then, a man who looked like a butler came over.

"Mr. Qin, the old man invites you in."

The three followed the butler into the villa.

The interior of the villa is luxuriously decorated, but filled with a depressing atmosphere.

Mr. Huo was an old man with a stern face. When he saw Qin Heng and others coming in, he quickly stood up to greet them.

"Mr. Qin, this is the young master you mentioned, right? You told me that the young master was a little young, but I didn't believe it. The young are really formidable!"

Mr. Huo looked at Wen Yan, his eyes full of anticipation.

Wen Yan was slightly stunned, then he said with a smile: "Mr. Huo, you misunderstood, this little girl is the little master." As he said that, he pointed at Jia Luo.

Mr. Huo's gaze fell on Jia Luo, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Are you kidding me? Mr. Qin, it doesn't matter if we can't find a master, but you are wrong to use a baby to fool me!" Old Master Huo frowned, looking unhappy.

"Little kid, you are still young. You should not do anything deceiving or cheating, do you understand? I don't know how your parents taught you to let you cheat people at such a young age!"

"Hmph, Luo Luo's parents are great, but you, grandpa, are the bad ones. If you don't believe Luo Luo, then go find someone else to save your son! Big brother, let's go!" Jia Luo angrily pulled Wen Yan up and walked out the door.

Qin Heng hurried forward to stop him: "Lolo, Lolo, I'm sorry, that Master Huo didn't know your ability, so he said that. I apologize to you on his behalf!"

"Boss Qin, my sister came here for you and Qingqing's sake. You know, our Wen family is not short of money, and there is no need to rush around to be ridiculed!" Wen Yan's face was cold and his tone was serious: "Besides, my mother is dead. If someone insults me like this again, it will really be my fault as a son."

When Mr. Huo saw this, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

He realized that his words just now were too impulsive, and quickly stepped forward to stop Jia Luo and Wen Yan.

"Are you Wen Yan, the current president of Wen Corporation?"

"Young Master, Mr. Wen, I'm really sorry. I'm old and confused. I shouldn't have questioned you like this. Please stay. I apologize for my rudeness just now." Mr. Huo lowered his head slightly, his tone sincere.

Jia Luo stopped, raised his head and looked at Mr. Huo, with a hint of anger still on his little face.

"Grandpa, you shouldn't easily suspect others. Luo Luo didn't lie."

Wen Yan patted Jia Luo's shoulder gently, signaling her to stay calm.

He looked at Mr. Huo and said in a cold voice, "Mr. Huo, my sister is a Taoist priest. They focus on exorcising demons and upholding the Way, punishing evil and promoting good, and also focusing on cause and effect, but I am not one of them. So, if I hear Mr. Huo insulting my parents again, don't blame me, the Wen family, for being rude."

Mr. Huo nodded repeatedly: "Of course, of course, I made a mistake."

Mr. Huo nodded slightly and asked anxiously, "Little Master, can you see what's wrong with my son's illness?"

Jia Luo said truthfully: "Master Huo, the Feng Shui of this villa has been tampered with. Uncle's illness may be related to this, but I still want to see Uncle!"

Mr. Huo immediately nodded and agreed: "Okay, little master, you guys follow me."

Everyone came to a spacious bedroom, where a haggard man was lying on the bed. Jia Luo walked to the bed and carefully observed his face.

"Strange, it's not a face that indicates early death, but the lifeline seems to have suddenly become weaker, and there are signs of breaking!" Jia Luo muttered to himself.

She stretched out her little hand, gently placed it on the patient's forehead, closed her eyes, and seemed to be feeling something.

After a moment, Jia Luo opened his eyes and his expression became more solemn.

"It's actually a curse!"

Master Huo asked anxiously, "Curse? Little Master, is there any way to break this curse?"

Jia Luo looked at Grandpa Huo with a serious expression: "Grandpa Huo, the curse needs a medium, but it can't be too far away from the cursed person. I want to look for it in the villa, is that okay?"

"Of course!"

Everyone followed Jia Luo and looked around the villa.

Jia Luo walked while paying attention to the changes around him.

When they came to the utility room of the villa, Jia Luo suddenly stopped.

Jia Luo pointed to a corner of the storage room and said, "What's in there?"

The servant in the villa carefully cleared away the debris in the corner, revealing a strange statue.

The statue was completely black and exuded a strange aura.

Jia Luo frowned and looked at the statue: "That's it."

Mr. Huo looked at the statue in amazement: "When was this statue placed here? How come I didn't know about it?"

The housekeeper stepped forward and said, "Master, these are all the young lady's things, we don't know!"

Jia Luo walked around the statue several times and said, "Master Huo, this statue must be dealt with immediately. It is an evil object. Also, the Feng Shui of the villa needs to be readjusted to resolve the crisis facing Uncle."

Mr. Huo immediately nodded and said, "Okay, everything will be arranged by the young master."

"Master Huo, have someone move this sculpture to my uncle's room," Jia Luo ordered.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Huo immediately arranged for people to move the sculpture.

Just when the servants were about to start moving, Jia Luo stopped them.

She took out a few talismans from her small bag and handed them to the movers: "Uncle, take these talismans, they can block the evil spirits and negative energy."

After thanking him quickly, they carefully moved the sculpture to Mr. Huo Er's room.

Jia Luo walked around the sculpture, then took out a few copper coins, formed a seal with one hand and circled in front of the copper coins. A golden spiritual power suddenly shot towards the sculpture, and the sculpture suddenly let out a scream.

Mr. Huo Er on the hospital bed was also struggling in pain.