Chapter 143 Guardian Spirit 11

Mrs. Zhao had been in a serious car accident, and her soul had been away from her body for too long. Not long after she woke up, she fell asleep again.

It was not until her condition improved slightly that Zhao Zhenghao told her the truth.

Mrs. Zhao almost fainted again, and cried and grabbed her husband's hand: "How could this happen? I really thought Xixi had returned to us."

Zhao Zhenghao held his wife's hand and said softly: "I wanted to keep it a secret from you and tell you when you are well again, but I don't know how long Xixi's condition can last... If I tell you too late, maybe you will be more sad in the future..."

Mrs. Zhao closed her eyes and slowly calmed down: "You are right."

After sitting with his wife for a long time, until his wife fell asleep again, Zhao Zhenghao got up to find Xie Yinian and told him about Ban Xi.

Xie Yinian was busy writing his thoughts on the necromancy ritual. Hearing this, he shook his head and said, "Forget it."

There were two ghosts, one big and one small, beside him.

If the people from the Tianshi League came and recognized Xixi, they would at most urge Xixi to reincarnate.

Ms. Yao had made it clear that she would not reincarnate in the short term.

What if the people from the Tianshi League recognized her identity and started a fight with her?

"Okay, then I will help Xie Tianshi to reject it."

Zhao Zhenghao smiled and took the opportunity to make an invitation.

"My wife will be discharged from the hospital in a few days. She wants to take Xixi back to the ancestral home to live for a while. I wonder if the two Tianshi are willing to live there for a while?"

After receiving a positive answer, Zhao Zhenghao called the housekeeper at the ancestral home and left in a hurry.

The Zhao family's ancestral home is naturally not comparable to the villa that Yao Rong rented. It is located in the best area of ​​H City, but it is so quiet that it seems like you have come to the suburbs.

Xie Yinian walked around and looked around, and felt that his eyes had been opened.

Because of Xixi's existence, most of the servants in the ancestral home were cleared out, leaving only a few of the most trusted housekeepers.

Mrs. Zhao took Xixi back to the room to rest first, and Yao Rong and Xie Yinian followed into the villa.

The housekeeper was very enthusiastic and thoughtful: "Two guests, your rooms are arranged in the guest rooms on the third floor of the villa. I will take you up to have a look."

"If there is anything you are not satisfied with, just tell me."

Xie Yinian said in a reserved tone, chatting with the housekeeper in a low voice.

Yao Rong did not say anything, but just casually looked at the decoration and furnishings in the villa.

Suddenly, her heart moved slightly.

"The feng shui of this house has been changed."

Xie Yinian almost tripped on the stairs.

Yao Rong supported him, pointed to the antique vase in the corner of the house, and asked the housekeeper: "Who told you to place the vase like this?"

Without waiting for the housekeeper to answer, Yao Rong walked directly to the vase closest to him.

Xie Yinian and the housekeeper hurriedly followed.

"Go check the inside of the flowerpot and the base to see if there is anything." Yao Rong instructed Xie Yinian.

Xie Yinian was afraid that he would accidentally break the flowerpot, so he carefully touched it for a long time, his face changed slightly, and he took out a talisman from under the flowerpot: "There is really something."

Yao Rong put it to his nose and sniffed: "The cinnabar is mixed with human blood."

Xie Yinian was shocked.

Yao Rong slowly opened the talisman.

When the talisman that was stacked into a triangle was dispersed, a few strands of hair floated out from it.

Without Yao Rong's instructions, the housekeeper had already led people to turn over the other three flower pots, and sure enough, they also turned out the same talisman. The talismans were also wrapped with hair.

"Does this have a big impact on Feng Shui?" Xie Yinian asked, he had not yet learned Feng Shui.

Yao Rong said in detail: "For businessmen, the best feng shui is to have access in all directions, which is easy to attract wealth and make a lot of money."

"The person who designed the Zhao family's ancestral home must have done some research on feng shui. The whole villa looks fine from the outside. But after walking inside, these four identical vases just happen to occupy the four corners, blocking the road and forming a dilemma."

"If it was just a simple dilemma, although it would be a bit unlucky for a while, it would not be a big deal. But there is a talisman under each vase, which will cause trouble for the owner of the hair and attract villains."

"If I'm not mistaken, the hair wrapped in the talisman belongs to Mr. Zhao."

"During this period of time, the Zhao Group has had many small mistakes. It is very likely that they are not accidents, but feng shui has been tampered with."

Xie Yinian was shocked: "Just placing four vases and pressing four talismans can cause such a big impact?"

The Zhao Group is not a small company.

The so-called small mistakes can easily cost millions or tens of millions.

"These arrangements may not be limited to one place."

The other party can make arrangements in the ancestral house, so naturally they can also make arrangements in the company.

Soon, not only Mrs. Zhao and Xixi were shocked, but Zhao Zhenghao, who was in a meeting at the company, was also shocked. Zhao Zhenghao and Yao Rong obviously thought of the same thing, and invited Yao Rong and Xie Yinian to visit the Zhao Group.

Yao Rong agreed on the spot: "There is nothing else to do in the afternoon, let's go directly."

Arriving at Zhao Group, Zhao Zhenghao took Yao Rong and Xie Yinian to the elevator and went straight to the chairman's office.

As soon as Yao Rong entered the office, he found something unusual.

The room was full of dirty air, and anyone who stayed in this office for a long time would become depressed.

She was not in a hurry to point out the problem, and took her time to examine Xie Yinian: "Go and find out if you can find out where the problem is."

Xie Yinian humbly asked: "Any tips?"

"You have spiritual energy in your body, and those evil and dirty things will make you feel uncomfortable and depressed."

Xie Yinian felt that he understood: "... Isn't this just relying on feelings?"

"The five senses of people who practice Taoism are far superior to ordinary people. It's not a bad thing to exercise and rely on your intuition."

Xie Yinian nodded, thought for a while, and walked slowly around the spacious office, reaching out from time to time to touch and sense.

At first, he didn't sense anything.

But slowly, he felt a breath flowing from his fingertips.

This breath was gentle, peaceful, and free-floating, but it became stagnant when it touched certain objects, and made him a little restless.

After noting down these places that made him feel strange, Xie Yinian circled the office twice before returning to Yao Rong.

"Have you finished checking?"

"I found three places." Xie Yinian told Yao Rong about the breath and asked curiously, "Have I found them all?"

Yao Rong was impressed by Xie Yinian's understanding. She just asked him to feel it, but he thought of using the power of spiritual energy.

This method took a long time, but the effect was obvious.

"You only missed one place, which is better than I thought."

Xie Yinian immediately showed a happy smile.

Yao Rong said, "Go and check for yourself to see if there are any hair, nails, etc. in those places. These are media that change the feng shui and attract evil spirits."

Xie Yinian first walked to the computer desk, moved the computer host away, and indeed found some broken nails inside.

He went to check two other places: "There are hair strands pressed in there."

Yao Rong pointed to the potted pine at the door of the office: "This potted plant must have been lost."

"Is this the fourth place I missed?" Xie Yinian walked over and touched it from top to bottom, but still found nothing wrong.

"Some evil things are made in a special way. Even a very good Tianshi can make mistakes if he is not careful. It is normal that you can't see it now." Yao Rong picked up the soil of the Welcoming Pine and rubbed it on his fingertips. "This soil has been soaked in muddy water."

Zhao Zhenghao was sweating coldly: "I will ask someone to re-clean the office immediately!"

A few strands of hair, a bit of nail, and a Welcoming Pine that is exactly the same as an ordinary potted plant... If it wasn't pointed out by Yao Tianshi, who would have thought that there was something wrong with it.

This method is too hard to guard against.

Zhao Zhenghao was still in a state of panic, and asked someone to clean his office three times inside and out, and not even a hair could be found.

And the potted plants in his office were all carefully handled and not to be lost outside.

Xie Yinian expressed his understanding of Zhao Zhenghao's caution.

The three of them stayed in the company until the evening before going home.

However, when returning to the ancestral home, Zhao Zhenghao met an unexpected person.

He looked coldly at Zhao Wenfu who was standing by the car: "Why are you here?"

Zhao Wenfu glanced at Yao Rong and Xie Yinian, and said with a smile: "This is the ancestral home of the Zhao family. As your younger brother, can't I come back to take a look? Big brother doesn't welcome me?"

The two brothers had completely torn their faces apart, and Zhao Zhenghao didn't give him any face and directly told him to get out.

Zhao Wenfu didn't stay for long, but when passing by Yao Rong, he avoided Zhao Zhenghao's sight and quietly stuffed a note into Yao Rong's hand.

Yao Rong raised his eyebrows and cooperated with Zhao Wenfu's actions.

When their palms touched, a penetrating chill spread from Yao Rong's skin to Zhao Wenfu's skin, spreading all the way to his limbs, making him shiver.

Subconsciously, Zhao Wenfu raised his head and looked at Yao Rong.

Even without makeup, Yao Rong's appearance was extremely beautiful, but...

Zhao Wenfu wondered if her skin was too white. So

white that even the blood vessels could not be seen.

Yao Rong's lips curled up slightly, and while putting away the note, she injected a stream of Yin energy into Zhao Wenfu's body.

Xie Yinian walked forward for several steps, and when he saw that Yao Rong did not keep up, he turned around and suddenly widened his eyes.

After Zhao Wenfu left, he walked back to Yao Rong in two steps and whispered, "Why did he give you something?"

"Of course he wanted to cooperate with me to deal with Mr. Zhao." Yao Rong flicked the note, and the note turned into ashes and fell from her fingers. "I took the opportunity to give him something."

"What is it?"

"Good things."

After entering the house, Yao Rong asked Zhao Zhenghao how the case was going.

Zhao Zhenghao said, "The data on the phone of the evil master has been restored. We found the chat records between him and Zhao Wenfu, as well as the transfer records from Zhao Wenfu to him. In addition, there is solid evidence that Zhao Wenfu embezzled company funds and sold company secrets. The court has already filed a case."

Yao Rong understood.

No wonder he was so desperate that he actually ran to the Zhao family's ancestral home to capture her.

In fact, it's not that Zhao Wenfu didn't care. It's because he used many connections to check the identities of Yao Rong and Xie Yinian, but he couldn't find them. There were no such people in the young generation of the Tianshi world, so he was so panicked.

At night, Zhao Wenfu was lying in bed and dreamed that he was walking in the dark.

He walked in the dark for a while, and suddenly heard a child humming a nursery rhyme.

"I have a golden doll."

"The doll's mouth is covered."

"The doll's head is broken."

"The doll was burned to ashes."

The weird songs and weird environment made Zhao Wenfu's scalp numb. He ran as fast as he could. When he couldn't run anymore, he gasped for breath with his hands on his knees.

Suddenly, someone pulled the hem of his clothes.

A permeating chill spread from the hem of his clothes.

The child's tender voice came from behind, innocent: "Uncle, have you seen my golden doll?"

Zhao Wenfu froze and slowly turned around, and saw the child bleeding from his seven wounds, and holding a doll in his hand.

The child exerted a little force, and Zhao Wenfu was pushed to the ground, and then the golden doll covered his face tightly. He struggled desperately with his hands and feet, but he couldn't get rid of the golden doll. His breathing became more and more difficult, and his hands and feet gradually lost strength...

Zhao Wenfu woke up from his dream, sat up, turned on the bedroom light, and gasped for breath. When his emotions calmed down, Zhao Wenfu lay back on the bed, tossed and turned for a long time, and fell asleep again.

But this time, he had another nightmare.

In the dream, he was tied to the passenger seat with a seat belt, watching an out-of-control truck crashing towards him, but he couldn't move.

When he flew out, he could even feel the truck crushing his flesh and blood inch by inch...

What's more terrifying is that such a dream is not only as real as if he had experienced it himself, but also endless.

As long as he fell asleep, he would repeat similar pains, either being suffocated to death or being hit to death.

In the past few days, Zhao Wenfu's mental state has been extremely poor. He is like a frightened bird. The slightest movement makes him terrified, and he even dares not to go out by car.

When the police came to inquire, he looked so haggard that he seemed to have aged five years.

After finally dealing with these policemen, Zhao Wenfu sat on the sofa and thought about where the problem was.

He started to have nightmares after he went to the Zhao family's ancestral home. Thinking of the woman's skin that was too cold to be a normal person's when he was in contact with her, Zhao Wenfu hesitated for a long time before he came to the ancestral home again and forced his way in.

"Zhao Wenfu, you dare to come here again!" When Mrs. Zhao saw him, she could no longer maintain her usual demeanor and shouted.

Thinking of the dream about the car accident, Zhao Wenfu's momentum stagnated, and he quickly rushed to Yao Rong, his eyes full of hatred: "You did it, right! Those dreams were all yours, right!"

"Don't do bad things, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door. The dream you had is just tasting the consequences of your own evil, inflicting the pain you inflicted on others on yourself."

Yao Rong looked coldly into Zhao Wenfu's eyes, raised her fingertips slightly, and made the yin energy in Zhao Wenfu's body heavier.

Zhao Wenfu lost the ability to speak because of her eyes that seemed to be looking at a dead person, until he was slapped in the face by Mrs. Zhao, and then he woke up.

The housekeeper, nanny and others rushed up and dragged Zhao Wenfu directly out of the villa.

Mrs. Zhao covered her face and cried bitterly.

"Madam Zhao, your body has not recovered yet, so don't be too happy or sad." Xie Yinian comforted her clumsily.

"I'm sorry, I lost my composure."

Yao Rong handed Madam Zhao a tissue.

Madam Zhao turned her back and wiped her eyes hastily. In order to hide her embarrassment, she asked casually: "Master Yao, does Zhao Wenfu know you? Why does he seem to hate and fear you?"

Yao Rong told Madam Zhao the content of the dream: "For many years to come, he will experience this pain repeatedly."

"Thank you, thank you very much." Madam Zhao cried again and again.

Can a person who has done such a bad thing pay off his sins just by relying on legal sanctions?

No.

He should be tortured by such pain day after day, again and again. He

will never be at peace or relieved for the rest of his life.

After Zhao Zhenghao came back, he asked his lawyer to come over and sue Zhao Wenfu for breaking into a private house.

Xie Yinian was also very relieved, but he couldn't help but ask Yao Rong privately: "Although doing this makes me feel relieved, will it have any impact on you?"