Chapter 9: Stump Leg, Yin Knife

Even Cheng Jinyuan, who had always been indifferent to Zhang Qiong, looked up and looked around. There is actually a small table for Zhang Qiong in this house?

It's so interesting!

The door-to-door son-in-law is mixed with this part, which is also considered the best.

Poof!

This little pepper couldn't hold back her joy, and burst out laughing directly. Cheng Jinxiu stretched out her foot under the table and kicked her gently.

Li Ping's face turned red, she felt so guilty that she didn't know how to speak for a while.

"I ...... I threw it away, and I picked up the broken table from the garbage heap downstairs, and it was too broken to be useful, so I threw it away. Let's sit down and eat together, as a family, and what size table will be divided. ”

Li Ping's words seemed to be slapping herself in the face.

Cheng Jinxiu looked at Zhang Qiong with satisfaction, not shocked on the surface, but excited in his heart. Zhang Qiong's recent performance is getting better and better, and even her mother has begun to change her attitude towards her. The so-called family and everything is prosperous, if the family can be harmonious, then why not prosper?

"Mom told you to sit down and eat, what are you doing in a daze?"

Cheng Jinxiu glanced at Zhang Qiong, he quickly understood, and sat down with dishes and chopsticks to eat together.

After breakfast, Zhang Qiong was about to go to E Xianghui's house to look at the real estate tycoon's legs, but was stopped by her father-in-law Cheng Kang when she went out.

"Zhang Qiong, come, bring this on. ”

Cheng Kang held a round cake wrapped in white paper, on which were painted with quaint ink patterns.

Zhang Qiong was surprised, this is the top Pu'er that Cheng Kang has kept for 20 years, the color is dark and the taste is strong, and in the past two years, the creditors have come to collect debts, and he is not willing to give this treasure out.

"Dad, this is a treasure you've kept for many years, so keep it. ”

Zhang Qiong knew that Cheng Kang wanted to drink tea, and in the early years, when the family had conditions, the shelves in the study were full of various master teas, and a small Zhengshan seed was planted in the small courtyard of the mansion. Later, in order to repay the debt, every time he took out a little tea, it hurt as much as cutting the flesh of his heart.

Cheng Kang looked at the Pu'er tea cake in his hand and smiled indifferently.

"Lao E likes this tea and has begged me several times. Give it to him to drink, let your friends help him treat his legs, in the past few years, Lao E has always been more kind than resentful to our Cheng family. ”

Handing the tea cake to Zhang Qiong, Cheng Kang walked to the balcony with his hands behind his back to feed his beloved canary, and he didn't see how uncomfortable it was.

Zhang Qiong held the tea cake in her hand, which was as light as a feather, but felt extremely heavy.

In addition to revenge, Zhang Qiong also carries the prosperity of the Cheng family on her shoulders.

went out and stopped a car, and just wanted to go up, but was preempted by a pretty figure.

"Idiot Zhang, let me go first. Lulu ......"

It turned out to be the sister-in-law Cheng Jinyuan, who made a grimace at Zhang Qiong in disgust, and the little pink tongue was quite cute.

"Yuanyuan, are you back at school?

Cheng Jinyuan straightened his nose and glanced at Zhang Qiong.

"I don't want to be under the same roof as an idiot, so as not to be infected. ”

After saying that, he fell on the car door, and the taxi driver looked at Zhang Qiong apologetically, so he had to drive away.

Zhang Qiong shook her head and smiled bitterly, this little girl is really eccentric, exactly the same as when Cheng Jinxiu was in college. But I also like this kind of straightforward girl.

Stopped another car, Zhang Qiong came to the "Xiangshan Villa Group", which is the most prestigious mansion group in Donghai City, it is said that a villa often exceeds 100 million, so the people living in it are either rich or expensive.

When the Cheng family was in power, it was only a second-class wealthy family in Donghai City, so they didn't dare to buy an acre and three points of land here.

And E Xianghui's home even had to go straight into the villa complex, all the way up the mountain.

Along the way, the maple forest is lush and full of aura, Zhang Qiong put down the car window, and was refreshed for a while, and it was indeed a treasure of feng shui. It's really not built where the rich live.

When I came to the door of the villa in the middle of the mountain, I saw the inscription above the gate "for not yet arrogant" four big characters, vigorous and powerful, such as strong and fierce.

Ding dong!

Pressing the doorbell, Zhang Qiong stood proudly with her hands behind her back, as if she had the demeanor of a master.

"Who are you looking for?"

Soon, a man who looked like a housekeeper poked his head out, seeing that Zhang Qiong was dressed plainly and was so young, could it be a hard-pressed entrepreneur who came to ask the boss to do something, so the tone was not friendly.

"I'm here to find Boss E, and I've already greeted him on the phone. ”

"Oh, you're here to show our lord's legs?"

"Exactly!"

"Please, please!"

When the housekeeper heard that Zhang Qiong was the doctor who E Xianghui specially ordered to take care of him, he stepped on the empty in his heart, worried that his tone just now would hurt Zhang Qiong.

Zhang Qiong walked through the small courtyard of the flower garden under the leadership of the housekeeper and took a closer look at the layout of E Xianghui's mansion. Zhang Qiong got the true inheritance of the master, and feng shui divination is also a stunt, and she can see the clues of this villa at a glance.

The villa is backed by the green mountain, which is "leaning", facing the Dongjiang River, with a wide field of vision, there is a "light", and the mountains on both sides are slightly closed, which is "hugging".

The front and back leaned back and hugged each other.

Excellent Feng Shui pattern.

It seems that E Xianghui's development over the years has not been accidental, it is really lucky.

But at the moment when the door of the living room was opened, Zhang Qiong suddenly felt a hint of coldness coming.

Although it is not uncommon for rich people to turn on the air conditioner all day and night on this hot day, this kind of cooling is not the same as the cold of the air conditioner.

Zhang Qiong's brows tightened, and her heart suddenly became cold.

"Sir, this doctor is here. ”

E Xianghui closed his eyes, leaned comfortably on the sofa, holding a dragon's head sandalwood cane in his hand, and stood behind him a big beauty in a silk nightgown, convex and backward, and her graceful figure loomed.

The big beauty Chen Yan, the beautiful host of the TV station "Morning News", believes that there is no one in Donghai City who does not know her.

Sure enough, it is a person who lives up to his name, sinking fish and geese.

Chen Yan is massaging E Xianghui's shoulders, the snake's waist is slightly twisted, and his apricot eyes are full of spring, which is really fascinating.

However, Zhang Qiong did not squint and paid tribute to E Xianghui.

"Boss E, I keep my promise and come to help you treat your leg. ”

What a big breath for the legs.

If E Xianghui saw Zhang Qiong for the first time, I am afraid that someone would throw him out.

But that day at Cheng's house, the two personal bodyguards were overturned by Zhang Qiong, and his opinion of Zhang Qiong also changed a lot.

This is also the reason why he is willing to let Zhang Qiong come to the house to treat his leg.

E Xianghui enjoyed the beauty's shoulder rubbing and opened his eyes slightly. seems lazy, but he is paying attention to Zhang Qiong's actions.

This kid's concentration is really extraordinary, and when he saw Chen Yan, he didn't even squint his eyes. No man had ever been tempted to see her.

"Mr. Zhang, please take a seat!"

E Xianghui pointed to the sofa on one side. Zhang Qiong put the Pu'er tea cake on the coffee table, and then sat down straight.

"Boss E, this is the Pu'er tea cake that my father asked me to bring, I know that you like to drink tea, so I specially brought it to you to taste. ”

E Xianghui glanced at it, Cheng Kang was at the end of his rope, and he could still bring Pu'er tea, and his sincerity was enough.

E Xianghui patted Chen Yan's tender little hand twice.

"Yan, go pour tea for Mr. Zhang. ”

"Good!"

Chen Yan's waist moved slightly, and he sat opposite Zhang Qiong in small steps, making tea for the two heroic men.

Zhang Qiong looked around the living room and didn't find anything wrong with the layout of the furniture. It should also be guided by a master.

But where did this terrible chill come from?

"What is Mr. Zhang looking at?"

E Xianghui rarely saw a young man so relaxed in front of him, without any restraint.

"Boss E, the feng shui pattern of this mansion is extremely exquisite, I don't know which master it is?"

When this was said to E Xianghui's urine, a smug smile appeared on his face.

"Don't hide it from Mr. Zhang, I made a career in the early years because I met a great Taoist. In order to repay my kindness for a meal, he leveled my competitors at that time. Later, under his guidance, I bought this piece of land to build a house, and since then my career has been climbing all the way. As he spoke, E Xianghui turned sideways slightly and looked at Zhang Qiong meaningfully.

"I know that you are the same kind of person as him, and you are not a layman anyway. I saw it when you defeated Lei Bin that day. ”

Zhang Qiong did not avoid E Xianghui's sharp gaze, nor did she deny it, she just kept silent, and she should admit it.

The "kind of person" that E Xianghui refers to is a great master who is proficient in the five elements of the hexagram, the method of medicine, and even the mastery of spiritual power, which is indeed rare in the world.

"Husband, Mr. Zhang, taste this old gentleman's eyebrows brewed with fragrant mountain spring water. ”

Zhang Qiong took a sip of Chen Yanduan's tea, he didn't understand tea, and he couldn't comment on this old gentleman's eyebrows. Then he turned his attention to E Xianghui's sick leg.

"Boss E, let me see your legs!"

"Now?"

E Xianghui didn't expect to look at his legs so soon, he saw that Zhang Qiong didn't even bring a medical box, thinking that he was just here to meet today.

With the help of Chen Yan, E Xianghui struggled to lift his left leg up and stand on the sofa.

Zhang Qiong stepped forward, lifted her trouser legs and took a look, and immediately understood the source of the cold in this villa.

E Xianghui was stabbed in the Achilles tendon position, and a cloud of black gas solidified on the surface, gathering but not dispersing. The knife wound from more than 30 years ago is still fresh today, but the flesh is faintly showing signs of decay.

"How is it, Mr. Zhang, can my leg injury be cured?"

E Xianghui held on to the only remaining glimmer of hope. In these years, I haven't met the Taoist chief of the year again, maybe I've already driven the crane west.

Zhang Qiong is the second master he has seen, if even Zhang Qiong can't be cured, he will no longer have the idea of curing his legs in his life.

Zhang Qiong pondered carefully, this black qi ordinary people can't see it at all, only his eyes can.

"Boss E, you have been hit by the 'Yin Knife'. ”

"Yin Knife, what is Yin Knife?"

Chen Yan covered her mouth, guessing that it was definitely not a good thing.

Zhang Qiong's thick eyebrows were tightly locked, and it was rare to see him so uncalm.

"This is a rather shady method, the maker first wraps a sharp knife in a woman's hair, stuffs it into the belly of a mad dog, and then finds a grave with heavy yin qi to bury it. After three or five years to dig it out, it will be a 'yin knife' that absorbs enough yin qi. If the yin qi is not removed, any treatment will be in vain, and it will be a living torture. ”

Listening to Zhang Qiong's detailed words, Boss E's face kept twitching, as if the pain of these years had been repeated again.

"Mr. Zhang, can I still save my leg?"

E Xianghui looked at Zhang Qiong expectantly, but unfortunately, it didn't go according to people's wishes.

"There's nothing I can do. ”

Syllable!

E Xianghui's hand shook, and the dragon's head crutch fell to the floor.

"Unless ......"