Sure enough, Chen Han was overjoyed to see that the wooden sword Fang Yuan had given her had just been taken from her neck.
"thank you!"
"You're welcome. Get some rest. Tomorrow I'll clean that thing up and then you can rest and recuperate here. All the food here is all-natural and very nourishing!"
Fang Yuan smiled and left the courtyard.
Looking at the 16 million that had arrived in my account, I felt that this was the normal way to operate the resort.
I had just walked back to the front desk when, to my surprise, guests arrived outside the resort again.
"Yuanyuan, please save my uncle's life!"
Fu Xue watched as Fang Yuan quickly stepped forward and grabbed her, saying anxiously.
She had only brought the small wooden sword back when she noticed her uncle's increasingly aged appearance, so she let him touch the sword.
Unexpectedly, the little wooden sword started smoking—no, it started catching fire.
Then her uncle couldn't hold back and fainted.
It almost scared her to death.
"Is this your uncle?" Fang Yuan looked at the unconscious middle-aged man.
His hair is almost completely white; people would believe he's in his seventies or eighties.
Their luck was even worse, like a dark cloud hanging over them, not much worse than that of the previous Mr. He.
"Yes, yes, tonight when I went back, I let my uncle touch your little wooden sword, and he was shocked by it and it started smoking."
She then recounted what had happened before she arrived.
That's terrifying.
"Alright, don't say anything yet, let me see!" Fang Yuan said, stepping forward to examine him.
The man had dark circles under his eyes, and his entire face looked bloodless.
The small wooden sword that Fang Yuan had previously sold to Fu Xue was still around her neck.
However, the small wooden sword was noticeably shorter, looking as if it had been burned.
It's clear that the thing that could kill him is more powerful than the one Luo Binbin had last time.
Fang Yuan looked closely and discovered that it seemed as if the energy in his body had been drained by something.
She released some purifying power to expel the black energy from his body.
"His life force is exhausted. It's as if something has drained his vitality and taken away part of his lifespan." Fang Yuan looked up at Fu Xue and said calmly.
This wasn't just because of her eyesight, but also because of the medical skills she had learned over the years.
"How could this happen? I knew my uncle hadn't been acting right these past few days. He seems to be changing every day. Yuanyuan, please help my uncle!" Fu Xue pleaded with Fang Yuan.
The Fu family was able to gain a foothold in Fengcheng thanks to this uncle.
If something happens to the eldest uncle and his mentally challenged brother takes over, the Fu family will likely be in serious trouble.
"I can't do anything about the lifespan that's been drained, but if your body stays here with me, it can be restored," Fang Yuan replied calmly.
As for how her lifespan was taken away, she had no idea.
Fortunately, she hasn't died yet, so there are still ways to treat her.
But it depends on whether she's willing or not.
"Xiaoxue? Where is this? Aren't we supposed to be looking for the master?"
Fu Zhuoyun, who was in a deep sleep, slowly woke up and looked at the place in front of her with great vigilance.
"Uncle, you're awake? This is the hot spring resort. This is Master Fang. Don't let her young age fool you; she's the one who sold me the little wooden sword."
Fu Xue saw the man who had woken up help him up, and then explained.
"What? This is a master?" Fu Zhuoyun asked incredulously, looking at Fang Yuan's expression.
Is this God's will to kill him?
He thought he had finally found a lifeline, but it turned out to be a young woman. He felt that he had no hope.
"Mr. Fu, are you risking your life to borrow luck from others? Your luck and life are very weak right now, and you are also burdened by karmic obstacles."
Fang Yuan looked at him and said calmly.
The guy who was bothering him was temporarily pushed back by the lightning-struck wood she gave him, which is why he was able to hold on until now.
But there's a black line connecting him to his body, so that thing will definitely come back again.
"You...you really know!" Fu Zhuoyun's eyes widened.
This matter had been weighing on his mind for twenty years, and he had never told anyone about it.
He has been looking for a solution for some time now, but without success.
Knowing that his health had been deteriorating these past few days, feeling like he was deflated and unable to go anywhere, he reluctantly prepared to give up.
I just didn't expect that when I got home today, Xiaoxue insisted on giving me a small wooden sword.
He gripped the wooden sword and stuck it into the spot on his body where he felt a leak, and only then did he have a glimmer of hope.
“I just see that your luck is now completely black, and there is a causal thread connecting you. I guess that thing found you by following this thread.”
This line is black, unlike the luck line that was previously removed from her brother.
She didn't know what was on the other side of the black line, but it was obvious that the line marked him.
"Master Fang, can you solve my problem?" Fu Zhuoyun asked, pressing his aching temples.
After hearing Fang Yuan explain his situation, he no longer underestimated this person.
"I'm sorry, I can see your condition, but I don't know the specific solution."
She really didn't know how to handle the situation.
This is somewhat similar to stealing luck, but it's also different. She really doesn't understand how to resolve this matter.
"Is it really not working? I'm sure something has been bothering me lately!" Fu Zhuoyun said slowly.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have looked so haggard lately.
He's been to many places these past few days, but the people there were either fake.
Either they have some skill, but simply no way to solve the problem.
Now that Fang Yuan has explained his situation so clearly without asking any questions, it's clear that this person is the most capable he has ever encountered.
"The wood in my room is made of a special material; that thing can't get in if you move in. You can stay here for now!"
Fang Yuan directly promoted her small apartment.
Once more wealthy people live in her little apartment, won't other people just follow suit?
"Master, can't you really solve this directly? I'm willing to offer ten million," Fu Zhuoyun said, unwilling to give up.
This amount of money is nothing to him right now; if this master can solve his problem, he can add more.
"Mr. Fu, you flatter me. I'm really not a Taoist priest. I just have an extra pair of eyes that you can't see and some abilities that ordinary people don't have. I'm really not a master," Fang Yuan said with a smile.
As far as she knew, this Excellence Group was a large company worth tens of billions.
But now this Mr. Fu only wants to spend ten million to buy his life?
Although this amount of money wasn't a small sum for her, she felt it was a loss considering the money Chen Han had earned working for her.
Of course, the main reason was that she didn't know if she could remove the thread from the person's body.
If this guy wants to leave, then let's just say he's not destined to get rich.
Clearly, with her lucky charm space, she is indeed destined to become rich.
After thinking for a while, Fu Zhuoyun nodded and agreed to stay:
"Alright! We'll settle in here first, and we'll leave the rest to you, Master!"
He has no other choice now. At least during his time here, he hasn't felt that feeling of being drained of air.
For the past few days, he had felt like his body was leaking air.
Even in temples and Taoist monasteries, they can be found.
That feeling made him age and become haggard quickly, and it was everywhere.
But in the time since he woke up, he hasn't felt that sensation anymore.
It's like a gate valve that's stopped.
For this reason alone, even if the master never finds a solution, he can continue to live here.
Seeing that her uncle had spoken, Fu Xue looked up at Fang Yuan and asked:
"Is that the room you mentioned earlier, number 8888? Then please give us two rooms!"
She never expected that her uncle's condition was like this, even more serious than she had imagined.
Since her uncle was staying, she, as his niece, had no choice but to stay with him for the time being.
It's because her older brother didn't come back!
“Those rooms at 8888 are all suites, each with three guest rooms in a small courtyard. You two can book one.” Fang Yuan said.
For a major client who could potentially be a long-term customer, she certainly felt it necessary to offer a reminder.
I don't want to waste money and then give her a bad review, which would affect her business.
"Oh! Okay!" Fu Xue said, looking at the front desk again, "Please give me room 8888 as soon as possible."
"Okay, let me confirm for you. Your courtyard is called Huichun Pavilion, and the room price is 8888 yuan per night, including three meals and butler service."
After confirming everything again, the receptionist gestured for the housekeeper to take the people to rest.
As the group prepared to leave the living room with the butler, another screech of brakes came from outside the front door.
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