Chapter 219 Recognizing the Master
In the end, the car was not used.
Because that place is not far from the Meng family.
It’s actually on the street next to Meng’s house.
Yun Mojiu and the others walked the entire way.
Looking at the unremarkable walk-up apartment complex in front of her, Ruan Xiang asked hurriedly, "Is it in here?"
"Um."
Yun Mojiu nodded.
Hearing this, Ruan Xiang couldn't wait to rush in.
But he was stopped by the security guard at the door.
However, with the presence of the two great gods, Tong Rou and Shen Yan, the old man let them go immediately after seeing the police ID.
Yun Mojiu and the others entered the community, turned right, and walked to the innermost residential building.
Without hesitation, he went straight up the stairs.
Old Mrs. Meng was also carried upstairs by a bodyguard.
Several people came to the top floor, the sixth floor.
Yun Mojiu felt that there was a barrier in the room on the left side of the stairs.
She raised her eyes and looked over.
It looks like this is it.
She took out a talisman, put her hands together, and muttered a few words silently.
Then, he pasted the talisman on the door.
She quickly made hand gestures and gently tapped the talisman on the door.
The next second, it seemed as if a hole was torn in an invisible and intangible transparent cover.
Then, everything collapsed.
Yun Mojiu put his hand on the door handle again.
The spiritual energy was like a flexible water snake, instantly drilling into the keyhole.
With a click, the lock was unlocked.
Yun Mojiu pushed open the door and strode in.
Others followed closely.
As soon as I entered, I saw that the door of a bedroom facing the main door was wide open.
In the room, on a double bed, Ruan Yizhuo was lying with his eyes closed.
His body was covered with various talismans.
Those talismans seemed to wrap him up completely.
There were red candles lit around the bed.
The flames flickered, looking very strange.
Meng Qinghe was standing at the head of the bed, holding a roll of red wool in his hand, one end of the wool was wrapped around Ruan Yizhuo's left hand.
As soon as they came in, he stopped what he was doing and turned to look at them.
His expression changed from confusion at first to surprise, and then to panic and anger.
Before he could say anything more, he quickly retracted his gaze and focused his attention on the red wool in his hand.
He took out a pair of scissors, quickly cut the other end of the wool, and then quickly tied it around his left wrist.
"Meng Qinghe, what are you doing?!"
Ruan Xiang was startled and shouted.
Although she didn't know what Meng Qinghe was going to do, her intuition told her that this must not be a good thing!
She quickly ran towards the room.
"Oh, you stinky bitch, it's too late to stop me!"
Meng Qinghe quickly tied the wool around his hands while laughing triumphantly.
Almost there!
There is only one last step left!
As long as the red string is tied, even the coming of the Great Immortal cannot change the outcome.
In the future, his son will obey him in everything and completely forget about that dead woman Ruan Xiang, hahahaha.
"Bang!"
A gunshot suddenly rang out.
The bullet hit the wool thread right away, and the taut wool thread instantly broke into two pieces.
Xiao Junhe calmly withdrew the pistol.
Chen Yan looked at him with raised eyebrows.
"Where did you get the pistol?"
"I found it."
Xiao Junhe shrugged and talked nonsense calmly.
Shen Yan glanced at him.
I don't believe you!
But he also knew that Xiao Junhe was not just a businessman as he seemed.
Otherwise, those who offended him would not always disappear inexplicably.
Of course, as long as the other party didn't commit the crime in his hands, he wouldn't bother to pursue it.
But, is such a dangerous person really suitable for me?
Just as he was thinking, Yun Mojiu had already quickly entered the house.
When Meng Qinghe was about to pick up the red string and tie it around his hand, he snatched the string away and kicked Meng Qinghe away.
"Ouch~"
Meng Qinghe bumped directly into the corner of the bedside table, grimacing in pain.
Yun Mojiu didn't have time to pay attention to him. After using a talisman to immobilize him to prevent him from doing anything bad again, he lowered his eyes and began to check Ruan Yizhuo's physical condition.
Still breathing, not dead.
He was just drugged and unconscious.
She took a quick look at the layout of the room.
This should be some kind of sorcery, but she is not quite sure what kind of sorcery it is.
There are thousands of evil spells in the world, and it is impossible for her to know them all.
She placed her hand on Ruan Yizhuo's wrist tied with a red string, and secretly sent spiritual energy into it to dissolve the drug in his body.
Looking at the small, white hand holding another person, Xiao Junhe's eyes became deeper.
It's so dazzling!
"Xiao Zhuo!"
Ruan Xiang came to her senses and rushed to the bedside.
Looking at her son lying unconscious on the bed, her eyes were red.
"Ms. Yun, Xiao Zhuo..."
She looked at Yun Mojiu, completely at a loss, fearing that something might have happened to her son.
Yun Mojiu gave her a soothing look.
"It shouldn't be a big problem."
Just now, Meng Qinghe should have been completing the last step of the evil magic.
Now, the progress of the evil magic was suddenly interrupted, which means that the evil magic has not yet succeeded in influencing Ruan Yizhuo, so Ruan Yizhuo should be fine.
With Yun Mojiu's comfort, Ruan Xiang's worries were instantly alleviated by more than half.
"Then can we tear these off his body?" Ruan Xiang asked.
These symbols look really scary.
I always feel that if I put them on my son, something bad will happen to him.
"Well, tear it up."
These are of no use.
"Evil creature, what the hell are you doing?!"
A stool was immediately brought over, and the bodyguard gently placed Mrs. Meng on it.
The old lady glared at Meng Qinghe, and her majestic aura suddenly appeared.
Seeing that the plan failed and his body suddenly became unable to move, Meng Qinghe was furious.
He directly retorted, "What should I do? It's because you say I'm useless every day. I finally have a genius son. Of course I want him to return to the Meng family and make me proud. Let you and everyone else know that although I, Meng Qinghe, don't have any particularly amazing abilities, I have a son who is a fortune teller!"
It’s all your fault, why did you come!
If you don’t come, or if you come a little later, my son will only kiss me from now on!”
"So, you did all this to confuse his mind and make him recognize you as his master?"
Old Mrs. Meng asked in a trembling voice.
She has lived for so many years, so she is naturally knowledgeable.
Looking at the scene in front of her and listening to Meng Qinghe's description, she roughly guessed what was going on.
"So what? He's a fool anyway, smiling at everyone he sees. I asked him to recognize me as his master just because I wanted him to be closer to me. After all, he's my son, and I won't really hurt him."
Meng Qinghe snorted coldly, his eyes full of unwillingness.
"But you guys have ruined all of this!"
“Bang!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped in the face.
Ruan Xiang glared at him.
"Meng Qinghe, you are not a human!"
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