After pondering for a moment, Fang Yuan nodded: "You almost lost your life this time, so I'll sell it to you. This wooden sword has been blessed, so you'd better not get it wet!"
Upon hearing Fang Yuan's agreement, Luo Binbin quickly picked up his phone, asked for Fang Yuan's bank card number, and transferred the money directly.
"Thank you, thank you so much!"
Luo Binbin genuinely felt that 500,000 yuan was well worth it to buy her life.
"I received it!" Fang Yuan was in a good mood as he looked at the 1.5 million yuan that had arrived in his account.
"I'm not sure if I can handle that thing yet, so you don't need to send me the rest of the money first."
"No, no, no, I believe in you, you can definitely do it."
Luo Binbin quickly replied.
If she doesn't send money, what can you do if this person doesn't try their best?
She really didn't want to see that thing again at night; it was too scary.
"I'll do my best!" Fang Yuan nodded.
But in his heart, he was thinking that perhaps the film and television city in the town could be invested in.
If more celebrities act in movies in the future, won't her clients just come directly to her?
"Cough cough~"
Fang Yuan's reverie was interrupted by Fang Cheng's cough. He asked, "Miss Fang Yuan, are we ready to go?"
He never expected that this little wooden sword would eventually sell for 500,000.
This idiot raised the price so high; if he wants to buy it, that's probably the only price he can afford.
"Let's go!" Fang Yuan nodded.
I followed him to the film studio again.
"You said last night that you were a guest star in the film crew next door?" Fang Cheng asked curiously.
He suddenly remembered what Fang Yuan had said last night, so he became a little curious.
Fang Yuan: "I had some business in this area yesterday, and I happened to be here to see my classmates. They needed someone, so I went to see them."
Can she say that she just wanted to see her own guesses and couldn't resist being forced into it?
"Your period costume looks great. If I have other productions in the future, could you make a cameo appearance?" Fang Cheng asked with a smile.
Fang Yuan's abilities, while not particularly outstanding, are still quite unique.
He wanted to get closer to Fang Yuan.
If someone else is in this situation in the future, at least he can do them a favor.
We'll see!
Fang Yuan smiled and pointed behind him: "I recently bought a villa here, and it's currently being renovated."
"Oh? So you're a small business owner. I was being presumptuous."
Fang Cheng nodded. No wonder he didn't care about Fang Cheng's identity as a director.
They have their own things to do.
"My resort focuses on leisure and wellness. If Director Fang has time when it reopens, he can come and support us."
"Definitely, definitely!"
As they talked, they arrived at the location where they had filmed the day before.
There are still quite a few props left here; the blood that spilled all over the place last night has been cleaned up.
"Is there anything here?"
Fang Cheng looked around at Fang Yuan, feeling somewhat wary.
After all, the strangulation marks on Luo Binbin's neck are undeniable.
Those bluish-black marks couldn't possibly have been caused by a human.
This forced him to believe that such things really existed in the world.
Fang Yuan shook his head: "I didn't find anything here. Can I go and take a look at your props?"
There's definitely none on the ground; I wonder if it might be in some room.
Since that thing had gotten attached to her, she suspected it might be inside some kind of prop.
She had examined Luo Binbin; there was only a wisp of black energy on her. Although she had been marked, that thing was definitely not in the hospital.
"Okay, come this way, this is our prop room." Fang Cheng led Fang Yuan to a large room.
The clothes and weapons inside are all piled up here.
Fang Yuan looked around and stopped at a table displaying ornaments.
"Is there something wrong with this?" Fang Cheng looked at the row of ornaments with some curiosity.
They were all counterfeit goods that he had the clothing company buy.
"Have you measured the temperature in this room?" Fang Yuan asked without moving.
"Temperature?" The equation remains unsolved.
Why are you suddenly bringing this up?
"Generally speaking, when something with negative energy is present, the surrounding temperature is lower than the area around it. I suggest you measure it!"
It's not that she doesn't intend to clean it up herself.
The main issue is that she doesn't have any particularly powerful moves, so she plans to use her purification ability to dispel them directly.
It's completely undetectable from the outside.
She was afraid that the man would think she was trying to fool him.
"good!"
Since the beautiful master had made the request, the man had someone bring in a thermometer.
Fifteen minutes later, the thermometer showed that the temperature here was only fifteen degrees Celsius.
Why is the temperature in this room so low?
It's already July, and there's no air conditioning here. The temperature is so low, it's really not right.
"Of course there's something here. I'll clean it up, and you'll see later."
Fang Yuanwan immediately picked up a slightly old crystal hair clip, and his purifying power emanated from him:
Ah~
The piercing scream was faintly heard even by Fang Cheng, who was standing nearby in a tense state.
"What was that sound just now?" The sound gave him goosebumps.
"What do you think?" Fang Yuan asked, putting down the crystal hair clip in her hand.
The hair clip, which originally exuded a dark aura, has now turned its normal color.
Fang Yuan then put it back and said, "It should be fine now!"
"What?"
I didn't understand the equation at all.
This person only came in to pick up a hair clip for a short while, and then said it was done?
Thinking back to the sound he had just heard, he realized that although he hadn't seen anything, he had sensed it.
"Didn't you feel the temperature in this room rise?" Fang Yuan asked in return.
"Huh~"
You wouldn't know unless you were told, but once you talk about the equations, you realize something's wrong with this room.
When I came in earlier, there was a chill in the air, but now it seems much warmer.
Then Fangcheng watched as the thermometer in the room rose ten degrees in five minutes.
"That's really true..." After all, it's already night.
The temperature is only going to drop.
There must be a reason why the temperature inside the room can rise.
"I'd like to ask, what did you just do?" Fang Cheng was genuinely curious.
This person solved the problem without doing anything.
This just doesn't make sense, does it?
“I’ve already said I’m not a Taoist priest and I don’t know any of those fancy tricks, but these things have always been afraid of me since I was little. They scatter as soon as I touch them.”
As he spoke, Fang Yuan added mysteriously, "Although it's very simple for me, it's impossible for ordinary people. I earned this million through my own abilities."
It's only a million dollars, why does she have to act all mysterious?
Fang Cheng laughed upon hearing this, and nodded at him, saying, "Yes, yes, yes, your skill is something most people don't have."
No wonder this beautiful woman kept insisting that she was not a Taoist priest.
She wasn't a Taoist priest, but her skills were even more impressive than those of Taoist priests.
"Alright, let's go back!" Fang Yuan said as she left the room.
She was somewhat frightened when she first saw that mass of black energy.
But the system told her not to worry, just take the carrier and purify it, so she gritted her teeth and gave it a try.
So when Fang Cheng saw Fang Yuan's indifferent expression, she was actually panicking inside.
Fortunately, she managed to get away with it.
"Alright, Master Fang, please!"
Fang Cheng was now truly impressed by Fang Yuan, this young master.
They rely on their innate abilities, not on those fake Taoist priests.
After the two left the film studio, Fang Yuan planned to leave and go back.
Fang Cheng couldn't help but call out to her, "Master Fang, may I ask if you can buy a wooden sword from before?"
Fang Yuan: "You want one too?"
"Yes, as someone who films movies, I have to go to all sorts of remote mountains and forests. I didn't realize it before, but now..."
Fang Cheng scratched his head, thinking that he used to be incredibly skilled and daring.
He dared to go anywhere, relying on his strong sense of righteousness.
Looking back now, I realize that I've never encountered that thing, all thanks to the blessings of the Fang family's ancestors.
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