"It's not going in the right direction."

Duan Tianqing groaned.

In life, there are always unforeseen circumstances. Even if he is rich and rich, once he is obedient, he may lose Qingqing's life at any time. But in just one week, the son and stepfather died, and the place and cause of death were so close that if someone didn't deliberately arrange it, it would have encountered rare misfortune.

"What enemies does the Song family have?"

Liu Fei shook his head, "Song Qiwu is loyal. Qianchangyuan is a time-honored brand, originally engaged in the silk cloth business, and only recently turned to real estate. He is quite generous in business, and many people think of him well, but he has not heard of any enemies. ”

"Doing business so that others can read well, but I am afraid that it may also block the financial path of others, this kind of hidden malice is not easy to estimate."

Duan Tianqing knew that this could not be asserted.

But whether it is providence or an enemy, in short, the Song family is riddled with bad luck. Mrs. Song's family has a big business, of course she wants to find someone to solve it, and Liu Fei has to do her best for her own signboard.

It's a pity that he can't do anything about this ferocity.

Fortunately, Duan Tianqing arrived in the capital at the right time, so Liu Fei came to the junior uncle for help in a hurry.

"This matter is a bit tricky, I know that 20,000 yuan can't buy you uncle, but even if it's a favor for my nephew. If you want to do anything in Beijing in the future, just instruct ......" Liu Fei begged.

"Take people's money and eliminate disasters with people."

Duan Tianqing was very indifferent, "Anyway, it's all troublesome once, 20,000 is enough, you don't have to tell me something false." ”

He got into the car with the little shark in his arms and sat safely in the back seat.

Liu Fei smiled, others don't know what Uncle Xiao's ability is, but he knows best. This benevolent brother is a genius who can crack the Zhuge Liunian situation at the age of twelve, and the bloody disaster that cannot be resolved in the eyes of others is just a little wave in his hands.

It can be regarded as the luck of your Song family! Just as he ran into his lack of pocket money!

With his shot, every evil turned into good fortune, and the death was auspicious.

Xiao Shark was a little worried, "Dad, doesn't the book say that this kind of father-son serial ferocity is fateful, and it is not allowed to move lightly, and it is easy to hurt oneself?" You have to be careful. ”

The evil spirit of the dead is already very fierce, and the death of two people in a row is even more fierce, and the continuous death of blood relatives can be said to be one of the most terrible omen.

The photo book said that the father and son were killed in succession, and the evil has become a catastrophe, and no one else should try to avoid it to prevent it from being affected by the evil spirit.

Liu Fei looked at Xiao Shark in the reflector, and said in surprise: "Uncle Shi, this is the daughter you got back this time?" Do you remember what the photo book says at such an age? We have a successor to the Duan family. ”

You are a registered disciple, what do you say "our Duan clan" is so affectionate?

Duan Tianqing didn't pay attention to him, and comforted Xiao Shark: "It doesn't matter, I have already understood the method of calamity, but I just have to see the person to confirm it for the last time." ”

Liu Fei admired the five-body throw, "Uncle Shi, I've been busy for several days, and I don't know what kind of evil this is." You just listened to my words and knew the solution? ”

Duan Tianqing glanced at him and said lightly, "Who told you not to listen well to the class back then?" ”

said that he was a registered disciple, but in fact, Liu Fei was still taught by Duan Tianqing's grandfather Duan Qiyuan, and the Duan family's nine songs were not hidden. As for the divination and prayer methods of other side doors, they are even more taught.

However, Liu Fei is not talented enough, and secondly, he is not good, he only learned to hold back the cat with two hands and three legs, and he slipped away every day, and would rather go to Xinjiekou to set up a stall to tell fortunes, and practice is true knowledge in the name of beauty. He did not work hard to study the basic skills, and more than 20 years have passed.

Liu Fei knew that he couldn't do it, and he didn't get angry, so he said with a smile: "With Uncle Shi here, I can't catch up with the physiognomy side, so it's better to give full play to my strengths." ”

His forte is bragging.

Now in the one-third of an acre of land in Jingshi, Master Liu's name is also well-known, and half of it is blown out by himself and his comrades.

Duan Tianqing frowned slightly, and said, "Xiangshi."

Liu Fei said: "Uncle Shi's lesson is that I don't dare to make a decision. ”

There are many dragons and snakes in this place in Jingshi, but everyone who has a skill wants to cling to the powerful, take the opportunity to raise their reputation, and then further swindle and deceive. But they don't know that doing so is to damage their own luck, gain for a while, worry in the future, and even bring disaster to their descendants.

Many famous so-called "qigong masters" and "hidden masters" often end up in prison in their later years, are extremely poor, or suffer from illness and suffering, most of which are the sins accumulated before.

Although Liu Fei didn't learn any real kung fu, he was a famous family in the end, so he didn't dare or disdain to do such things.

Duan Tianqing only nodded, everyone has their own fate, whether it is good or bad, it depends entirely on themselves. Even if you are an elder, it is useless to say more.

Mrs. Song lived in a villa in the eastern suburbs, and Liu Fei took Duan Tianqing to go around the outside to avoid the rush hour traffic jam, and it took about forty minutes to reach the destination.

This piece of land is expensive, single-family villas are sold for more than 70,000 square meters, and a house cannot be sold without more than 10 million yuan.

However, the sales of this real estate developed by Qianchangyuan are average, and only half of them have gone out so far, and the other half is idle. Fortunately, Qianchangyuan's debt is relatively low, and the capital chain is quite abundant.

Of course, now Qianchangyuan has also encountered a crisis, and with the death of Song Qiwu, the stock price has fallen. And the only son, who is the heir to his estate, was in a car accident again, which even caused panic among investors.

It is said that Mrs. Song was calm and composed, and intended to sell the entire villa complex and subsequent development plans as a way to relieve stress.

Liu Fei walked all the way inside, introducing Duan Tianqing to the background all the way.

Duan Tianqing's eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he didn't say anything, God knows if he listened.

However, the little shark was curious and asked many questions.

"Who is behind the acquisition of this property? Whoever benefits the most is the murderer! ”

"Is Mrs. Song her own mother?"

"Where does Qianchangyuan's funds come from?"

She didn't look like a four- or five-year-old daughter at all, but like an out-and-out teenage detective.

Liu Fei couldn't answer some questions, so he could only be dumbfounded.

"It's here!"

Cayenne turned a corner, and before Liu Fei could remind him, Duan Tianqing opened his eyes and stared at a three-story bungalow with a garden in front of him.

That's where Mrs. Song lives now.

In front of the villa, there are many cardboard boxes stacked in a mess, a truck is parked in front of the door, and workers are busy moving things up.

On the balcony, there is a slender white back.