Chapter 175 Backlash
Although buying a novel website does not mean taking over the author's film and television copyright, it does mean having the right of first refusal.
The system seemed reluctant to let Xu Youyou get it for free, and replied with only one cold line of words: [Find it yourself. ]
Xu Youyou was not angry when she saw it was so arrogant, but asked curiously: "Tongbao, what is this metaphysical protective shield?"
Xu Youyou lightly clicked to receive the reward. The next second, a white light flashed, and a layer of transparent golden protective shield appeared on her body.
Before she could sigh, she heard a sound like an eggshell breaking. The golden protective shield suddenly shattered to the ground and gradually disappeared.
[The metaphysical protection shield has been used. The host is now unprotected. Please complete the task as soon as possible to obtain the next metaphysical protection shield. ]
Xu Youyou:?
Xu Youyou didn't feel anything. The reward she had just received was gone just like that, and her head was confused.
"Does it have to be so plastic?" Xu Youyou couldn't help but say. She felt as if she had received a trial card. It didn't look like a protective cover, but more like fireworks flashing before her eyes.
The system's response was particularly cold: [Just because you can't see the attack doesn't mean it doesn't exist. ]
At this time, in a Chinese-style villa more than ten kilometers away from Xu Youyou.
In a room that looked like a Buddhist temple, a thin middle-aged man in a black robe sat cross-legged on a cushion on the ground. There was no modern lighting in the room, but seven circles of candles were lit around him, making the room very bright.
His face was facing a painting with three skulls tightly connected together. Looking at it for a few more seconds would make people feel dizzy.
There was clearly no one around him, but there were bursts of low chanting sounds in the air.
In the yard outside the house not far away, forty-nine people were kneeling in seven rows, filling the entire yard.
Liu Dazhi was kneeling in the first row. He suddenly felt cold all over and his expression became dazed. He felt like a small boat being hit by the waves in the sea, or like a rapeseed that had been drained of water.
It was as if all of a sudden, all my energy and spirit was gone, and I became confused and dazed.
He looked around and saw that the younger brothers around him had the same dazed look on their faces as he did.
“Brother!”
Suddenly there was a scream in the room.
Although Liu Dazhi was curious, he didn't dare to look into the house at all. He even raised his hand to block the younger brother behind him who stretched his neck to look inside.
"Behave yourself and don't look around." Liu Dazhi scolded in a low voice.
The younger brother shrank his neck and asked in a low voice: "Brother Liu, what do you think we kneel here for every month? If I didn't get 2,000 yuan a day, I wouldn't kneel."
Liu Dazhi has a higher status than his younger brothers in the Red Dragon King's team. The price for kneeling here for a day is also higher, and he can get an extra 10,000 yuan.
Although it is said that you have to kneel for one day, in fact you only have to kneel once a month, and each time it is no more than an hour. As long as you kneel, you can get at least 2,000 yuan, so most of the guys are happy to kneel here.
But today the kneeling time seemed to be exceptionally long. It seemed to have been more than an hour now. Even though there were cushions underneath, everyone felt more or less uncomfortable in their knees.
Just when everyone was at a loss, a man suddenly walked out of the room. He was the Red Dragon King's deputy. His surname was Zhang, and everyone generally called him Master.
"Go and ask Doctor Wang to come over!" said Master Zhang with a serious face.
When Liu Dazhi heard this, he stood up immediately. However, perhaps because he had been kneeling on the ground for too long, his legs and feet were numb and he staggered and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, his younger brother next to him was quick to catch him.
The master glanced at Liu Dazhi and said meaningfully, "You've worked hard today, go and have a rest first!"
Liu Dazhi responded respectfully.
The master looked at the younger brother next to Liu Dazhi and said, "Go and invite someone."
The younger brother was young, and even though he had been kneeling for just as long, he was still able to get up very quickly. Almost as soon as he agreed, he rolled into the next yard without any pause.
The master narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the figure of his younger brother running frantically, and said softly: "It's good to be young."
When Liu Dazhi heard this, he was suddenly stunned.
He vaguely recalled that the reason why he was able to become a middle-level manager in the team like he is now was because his predecessor was physically exhausted like he was today, so the boss turned to order the younger him to do things.
At that time he was also a younger brother, working behind a big brother named Zhao.
Where is Brother Zhao now? Liu Dazhi tried hard to recall and finally found some memories about Brother Zhao from the corners. The other party had messed up something once and was sent away to expand business in other places.
For more than a year, Brother Zhao, who loves sharing fishing videos, has never sent him any fishing results, and his circle of friends is still limited to sharing photos of morning fishing from a year ago.
Doctor Wang came quickly. He was the Red Dragon King's personal doctor. He was wearing a brown Hanfu robe and carrying an old-fashioned medicine box.
The Red Dragon King is different from others. He looks like an extremely old-fashioned person. Whenever he is sick or uncomfortable, he goes to see a Chinese doctor. He does not trust any western medicine. Not only does he support Doctor Wang, he also uses the villa next door as Doctor Wang's Chinese medicine clinic.
The Chinese Medicine Clinic preserves a large number of precious Chinese medicinal materials. Everyone who passes by the yard can smell the rich herbal aroma.
After Doctor Wang entered the room, he saw the Red Dragon King lying on a couch on the side. His face was as pale as gold paper, and he did not look like he used to be as powerful as he was before.
As soon as the doctor placed his hand on the Red Dragon King's pulse, he could not help but let out a "hiss".
"Doctor Wang, what happened to my elder brother?" asked Master Zhang.
The latter frowned slightly: "What did Lord Dragon do? Why did he suddenly lose his energy and blood?"
Doctor Wang was considered one of our own. Master Zhang had a gloomy face at this time, and he did not hide it from him. He said, "Brother tried to perform a ritual, and it seemed to be a sure thing, but for some reason it backfired and he vomited blood all over the floor."
There is still a pool of black blood on the ground, which looks very creepy.
Doctor Wang sighed and said, "Such a serious deficit cannot be made up in one or two steps."
Master Zhang looked anxious and asked, "Is it possible that taking the Bu Tian Pills is useless?"
Doctor Wang shook his head and said in a low voice, "Master, if it really doesn't work, you can take him abroad."
Some things are not convenient to do in the country, but they are completely different abroad.
The master nodded helplessly.
At seven o'clock the next morning, the Red Dragon King finally woke up and said, "Water."
The master kept a whole bowl of warm water by the bed and immediately poured it into the Red Dragon King's mouth.
"Brother, who were you performing this ritual on before?" Master Zhang asked.
The Red Dragon King's heart was still in great pain, and at this moment, with a gloomy face, he uttered a name: "Xu Youyou..."
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