"Captain Wang has been transferred elsewhere. Young Master Jiang, please be obedient, or you'll be left without a quilt tonight."
The person in front of him was smiling with a fake smile, and he did not hide his malice towards him.
It seems that the people behind the scenes were afraid that he would do something tricky and specially transferred him here.
Jiang Mengheng did not argue too much, but just looked thoughtful.
But Pan Shuyu next to him ignored him and started making a fuss.
"My mother's family is almost gone, and I only have this little brother left. You want my Pan family to be extinct? I don't care, I must go in today."
As she spoke, she pushed aside the person in front of her and tried to force her way in.
In public, she was a lesbian, so those who tried to stop her seemed to be restrained.
Before the charges were completely confirmed, the Jiang family's power was still there, and they did not dare to really take action against her, and they were in a stalemate for a while.
"Shu Hua, I'm Shu Yu. What a terrible crime the Jiang family has committed, why won't you even let me in?"
She raised her voice and shouted loudly into the house. The guards around her all looked at her with concern, and even the nearby residents were alarmed.
On the other side, in the courtyard hidden by trees and shrouded in darkness.
A few small pieces of paper were blown into the yard by the wind, accidentally got into the gaps in the window, and floated to the floor in the house.
After seeing this, Jiang Ying was still wondering, "The wind is not strong today, how did this get in?"
Soon, she was stunned and speechless.
Because right under her nose, two of the human-shaped paper pieces moved their hands and feet and stood up, one in front and one behind, holding a square piece of paper with strange symbols on it in their hands and slowly walked towards her.
"Am I seeing things? This paper figure is alive!"
Jiang Ying was so shocked that she felt as if someone was strangling her throat and dared not move. Pan Shuhua put his arm around her shoulders and stood in front of her.
Mr. Jiang was very patient. He glanced at the two of them and said, "What a fuss! Someone who can help our family is here."
He lowered his eyes to hide his complicated expression.
That year, he went to the mountains to scout the route and happened to meet a herbalist who had slipped and fallen down the mountain.
He couldn't bear to carry the man back home, and later he found out that his real identity was a Taoist priest, which was really quite magical.
He had witnessed his mysterious methods and asked for a few talismans, which benefited him greatly in the subsequent war and saved his life.
That person was a real hermit. I met him only a few times, and our friendship was as light as water.
Later, he was determined to develop in Southeast Asia, and only left his apprentice in the city and asked him to take care of him. He also said that he could ask for help if he encountered any difficulties, but only once.
At that time, he was already in a high position and had great power. He did not understand why his apprentice went to another country when he was famous, nor did he feel that he needed any help from his apprentice.
It wasn't until the movement was just beginning that he sensed something was amiss.
I can't help but sigh that this old fellow is really far-sighted. He must have calculated his own fate in advance, which is why he ran so smoothly.
Taking him as an example, Mr. Jiang resolutely stepped down from his original position and got off the boat safely before the wind rose, so that the Jiang family would not be involved in the turmoil.
So he naturally took the other sentence that the man said before leaving as a warning and took it seriously, no matter how seriously he took it.
Jiang Yanxu's true occupation is no secret to those in the know, but they all think he is a Taoist priest who is good at feng shui and performing rituals.
Little did he know that his abilities were much greater than he showed.
Even so, the cost of asking him to take action is not small, and those so-called colleagues who cheat and sell fake drugs everywhere will naturally be jealous and report it.
The fact that he has been able to live so freely and unrestrainedly over the years is also due to the protection provided by Mr. Jiang.
Now, the time has finally come to fulfill his promise. Just as he said that day, he can save the Jiang family from the dire straits.
My old friend, you really have a plan for everything.
While he was recalling the past, two small pieces of paper had floated up from the ground and stuck the talismans in his hands on the pile of sorted documents.
A gray mist flashed by, and the document disappeared from the spot as if it had been erased, but if you touched it carefully, you could still feel the texture of the paper.
After completing the task, the paper man nodded to the people in the house, then floated back through the window along the same route.
Jiang Ying didn't care to be surprised and quickly leaned on the window frame to look out.
The moonlight was dim, and she could only vaguely see the backs of two people quietly leaving.
Now everyone's eyes are focused on the front yard, and they can be said to come and go without a trace.
Pan Shuhua in the room rubbed his eyes and felt that today was really an eye-opener. The worldview he had established before showed signs of being broken and reshaped.
"The world is so big, there really are all kinds of strange things."
He couldn't help but exclaim, "Dad, that person didn't even show up, and the matter was resolved just like that?"
"What do you think? What you consider to be magical skills are just conveniences for other people's daily lives."
Mr. Jiang will never forget the time he and that man were trapped in a cave.
He searched everywhere for a flint, but the other party simply took out a talisman that, when torn open, could spit out a flame.
His eyes almost popped out of his head at that moment. The man lied to him with a joking smile, saying that the paper was coated with white phosphorus and would burn like a match when struck. He also told him to read more books and believe in science.
If I hadn't personally experienced the talismans he drew later, I would almost have believed what he said.
Pan Shuhua was amazed. "Dad, he can enchant objects and even make pieces of paper spirits?"
"What are you imagining? Paper can't touch water or fire. What's the use of it becoming a spirit? Have you heard of the Five Ghosts Moving Technique?"
"Hiss, you mean the one who just came in was a ghost."
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