"It does exist," Xue Mingqi said. "You are in the Bagua Formation, and at its center lies the Yin-Yang Fish. With the changing of seasons, the Bagua Formation is constantly in operation. It's not surprising that there are two different types of personalities."
Wen Rong used her Yin-Yang eyes to examine Xie Zhiyi and found that there was nothing wrong with him.
"Do you think it's possible that he just made it up, and it's not actually a split personality?"
"Anything is possible. No matter what happens, he won't get out alive."
"Miss Wen." Old Jin bowed. "To cut a long story short, how can you cure the young master's illness?"
"We need to perform a special ritual." Wen Rong pulled out a feng shui plate from her bag, with the needle pointing to due south. "I'm confident I can cure Young Master Xie's illness."
"As for the specific plan, I won't believe empty words."
Facing Xie Kunning's question, Wen Rong smiled faintly. "You only have nine days to live, right? If you miss this opportunity, you'll miss this opportunity too."
"Get out." Xie Kunning was too lazy to listen to nonsense.
Everyone knows that he has a short life span. It is useless to just measure his life span. We need to come up with some practical evidence to illustrate this.
"I need to choose an auspicious day so that I can perform a ritual to help Master Xie exorcise the evil spirit and restore his lifespan."
Old Jin didn't know what had happened, but his expression relaxed slightly. "Are you saying the young master is possessed by an evil spirit?"
"Yes, and this isn't just any evil. It's an evil that concerns the fate of the entire clan. If you want to survive, you must do as I ask. Otherwise, you and your entire clan will perish."
Wen Rong knew that if she didn't leave a deep impression on the other party, she would be expelled. In order to avoid being kicked out again, Wen Rong simply exaggerated the situation.
One dares to speak, the other dares to believe. Lao Jin is a bit pedantic and superstitious. If He Wenxiu is compared with Wen Rong, he is more willing to believe the well-educated and well-mannered Wen Rong.
"Please, Miss Wen Rong, save the young master's life. You can tell me what you want. As long as the conditions are not excessive, I can agree to anything you want."
That's great, you can get whatever you want with just one word. "I want to live in a villa."
"No." Xie Kunning refused directly. If anyone could live in the villa, the whole system would collapse.
"If you insist on staying, go and sleep at the gate."
The smile on Wen Rong's face froze. The person sleeping at the gate was a security guard, how could it be her?
The dead gay didn't even give her a chance to show any mercy, so hateful.
"If I don't live in the villa, I won't be able to keep track of the young master's movements. What if something unexpected happens?"
"It's simple. Just watch the surveillance. The gatekeeper can also see the dynamics of the entire villa."
Wen Rong really couldn't respond to this. If she continued, she wouldn't even be able to live at the gate and would have to live in the monitoring room.
Xie Kunning scratched his ears impatiently and continued, "What else do you want?"
"Is food included?"
Before Xie Kunning could lose his temper, Lao Jin agreed. "Miss Wen, if you have any requests, please feel free to ask."
"Arrange a light-proof room for me. I also need paper and pen to write down the plan. Besides, I have some things that need the housekeeper to purchase." Wen Rong took out a piece of paper from her bag and handed it to Lao Jin. Before Lao Jin could even read it, Xie Kunning snatched it away.
The items above weren't exactly the same as what He Wenxiu had provided, but they were identical, even down to the weight. It looked like Wen Rong was quite skilled. "You want to make an elixir?"
"No, I'm making medicine." Wen Rong wasn't a wandering Taoist priest, and she didn't have any alchemy skills. The recipe was given by Xue Mingqi, and she just followed it.
Xue Mingqi certainly wouldn't be so kind as to put everything out in the open; these things were just a deception to gain Xie Kunning's trust. The real recipe was still in his hands.
"That's all. I'm going back to sleep. You can talk to Lao Jin about the rest."
"Thank you, Master." Wen Rong blinked, a hint of warmth in her eyes. "Do you have time? Let's talk alone."
Xie Kunning's face darkened instantly, and goose bumps appeared all over his body. "How dare you seduce me, the Young Master? Open your eyes and take a good look. The Young Master is so precious, you can't just flirt with him."
How come a young nobleman speaks like a street thug? Was he switched?
Wen Rong seriously suspected that Xie Kunning during the day and Xie Zhiyi at night were two different people. They looked pretty much the same, so why were their words so irritating?
"Master, it's like this. If I don't understand you, we won't be able to proceed with what we're doing."
"I'm the Xinhua Dictionary. Do I need you to understand me? If you have so many questions, go to Baidu. Don't keep looking for trouble all day long. Isn't that insulting?"
"Master, your accent is from Northeast China?" Wen Rong suspected that she had come to the wrong place. Wasn't the person she treated a Cantonese? How could he have gone back to Northeast China in an instant?
Lao Jin wiped his sweat and explained with a smile, "Young Master also studies on his phone when he has free time."
What’s the point of learning from the bad instead of the good?
It's not that she is disrespecting people from Northeast China, but it's hard for her to imagine a young master from a prominent family speaking the language of Northeast China. The smell is too strong and she can't stand it.
Both Xie Zhiyi and Xie Kunning hit Wen Rong's sore spot. One had a Northeastern accent, the other blatantly seduced men, acting like no man wanted her and clinging to them like an octopus. For someone like that to be Xue Mingqi's vessel was truly fucked up.
If Xue Mingqi didn't have much time left, Wen Rong would really want to replace him every minute. It was really too shameful.
"Miss Wen Rong, please come this way. Let's discuss the specific details."
Wen Rong nodded. She didn't want to stay in this house for even a single day longer. She would rather talk to the old man than listen to Xie Kunning's nonsense. She really despised him.
Xie Kunning hadn't taken Wen Rong seriously from the beginning to the end. He returned to his room and roared at the mirror. "What kind of person is this? How can you be interested in such a thing?"
"Brother, please be patient. You're still too impatient. Wouldn't it be nice to have another option?"
Xie Zhiyi was also helpless, and he looked down on Wen Rong even more. But there was nothing he could do. Time was running out, and one more person meant one more hope, so he didn't want to give up.
"You can't possibly ask me to forcefully kiss her, right? I feel disgusted just by looking at that woman. How can I possibly bring myself to do that?"
Xie Kunning paced back and forth in the room when suddenly an idea struck him. "How about I go find He Wenxiu? It's not impossible to suck blood during the day."
If he continued to suck, He Wenxiu would be completely emaciated. She wouldn't even need nine days, she would be crippled in three.
"Brother, do you think there are any things about Wen Rong that you find strange? She has clearly never seen either of us, so how can she be so sure of our identities without a doubt at first glance? Do you think she was sent by the old house?"
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