"It's okay, I want this thing, how much did this cost in the first place?"

At the moment when he saw this Canglong playing in the water inkstone, Li Jiu's mind was in a trance, and a thick sense of history came to his face, solemn and heavy, calm with sharpness, and peace with edge.

As a Mr. Yin and Yang, Li Jiu is very sensitive to changes in qi, and that feeling is as if he is facing an ancient literati, frank and open, but he cares about the world.

Although Li Jiu didn't know how to play antiques, he just glanced at the inkstone in front of him, and Li Jiu liked it a little, and he knew that this was what he wanted.

As for what Wang Hang said, Li Jiu didn't take it to heart at all, people are sophisticated, and there are too few people who can escape from it throughout the ages.

Li Jiu turned his head and glanced at Wang Hang, and directly said his thoughts.

"This thing is here with me, it's useless at all, since Brother Jiu likes it, just take it directly, what kind of money are you talking about!"

Where did Wang Hang dare to ask for Li Jiu's money, not to mention that Wang Hang knew very well that being able to sell Li Jiu's favor was definitely a deal that only made money and did not lose money.

Wang Hang's little bit of caution couldn't escape Li Jiu's eyes at all.

If it was in normal times, Li Jiu would definitely be unhappy, but this time his purpose was to help his wife Xia Xueyi, so he didn't care about this little bit of caution.

"Brother Jiu, I'll wrap it up for you!"

Wang Hang was still a little apprehensive in his heart, so when he heard Li Jiu's refreshing answer, he was also stunned, but fortunately, he reacted quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he came back to his senses.

While speaking, Wang Hang had already put away the Canglong water inkstone on that side.

"Yes, it's a breath of air!"

After seeing which inkstone he saw, Li Jiu was also clever in his heart, and understood what the Lan Pavilion order he imitated was.

Calligraphy and painting come from human hands, and each painting and calligraphy contains the author's own qi in it.

This kind of qi cannot be seen or touched, but it is something that really exists.

It's like the words that a person writes when he is angry and the words he writes when he is happy, which gives people a completely different feeling.

The Eternal Book Sage Wang Xizhi, his momentum Li Jiu can't compare to it in any way.

Therefore, no matter how high Li Jiu's kung fu is, as long as an expert takes a look, he will know that it is a fake.

Thinking of this, Li Jiu directly tore up the Lan Pavilion preface that had just been written.

"Brother Jiu, how could you tear up the good words!"

In Wang Hang's eyes, Li Jiu's Lan Tingxuan had already imitated it very well, so when he saw Li Jiu tear the paper off, a confused expression suddenly appeared on his face.

However, Li Jiu did not answer him, but spread out the paper, picked up the pen, and quickly wrote a birthday poem.

After doing all this, a smile appeared on Li Jiu's face, and then he turned his head to look at Wang Hang, and said, "This time I admit your great affection, although you are careful, I don't care." ”

Although Li Jiu didn't continue, Wang Hang already understood the meaning, he was shocked, nodded hurriedly, and said, "Brother Jiu, this situation will definitely not occur in the future." ”

Li Jiu is still satisfied with Wang Hang, but he is different from others and thinks about more things.

The causal cycle is too important to him, and other people's calculations may not be big, but if it falls on him, he has to return it, not to mention that Li Jiu doesn't like to be manipulated.

If it weren't for Xia Xueyi, Li Jiu would never have gone to someone for help.

As he spoke, the ink had already dried, and Li Jiu put away the written words and seals, and walked directly outside.

Wang Hang wanted to help, but thinking of what Li Jiu said just now, it was difficult to speak, so he could only follow behind Li Jiu with an embarrassed face.

Yes!

Just as Li Jiu was about to walk out of the door, suddenly a voice full of pain came from upstairs, and Li Jiu's original foot was also retracted with this sound.

"It's my daughter, and she's sick again!"

Sensing Li Jiu's movements, Wang Hang hurriedly spoke, but when he said this, Wang Hang's brows tightened, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

"Take me to see it!"

As Mr. Yin and Yang, Li Jiu only noticed the difference in the voice at once, and vaguely he had some guesses.

It's just that he hasn't seen the real person yet, and he doesn't dare to make up his mind early.

"Yes, he can look at the face, and today's acquaintance with one hand makes Zhao Wenliang have nothing to say, maybe he can help me Xiaowei!"

For a long time, there is one thing that has tormented Wang Hang, and that is his daughter's illness.

Ten years ago, Wang Hang took his daughter back to his hometown. Not long after his return, his daughter went crazy and screamed in the middle of the night.

Wang Hang only has such a daughter, in order to cure his daughter's illness, in the past ten years, he has visited the whole country to find famous doctors, but neither Chinese medicine nor Western medicine can cure his daughter's disease.

In the past ten years, every time he heard his daughter's painful roar, Wang Hang's heart felt as if he had been cut by a knife.

Ten years of torture have made her daughter on the verge of collapse, and she has been getting sick more recently, which makes Wang Hang even more worried.

Wang Hang originally didn't believe in Buddhism, but in order for his daughter to recover, he would do anything meritorious as long as there was merit.

In the past ten years, Wang Hang has entered the temple when he sees it, and worshiped when he sees the Buddha, in addition, he will not hesitate to help anyone who is in difficulty.

But no matter how hard he tried, his daughter's illness still showed no signs of improvement.

After ten years of torture, although Wang Hang did not give up, his hope was almost extinguished.

Li Jiu's words were like a light, which shocked Wang Hang's heart, and the light of hope ignited again, he nodded hurriedly and said, "Brother Jiu, you must save Xiaowei, as long as you can save her, I can make you a cow and a horse in my life." ”

When he said this, Wang Hang no longer had the temperament he had before, and he only had a portrayal of his father's heart (PS: This story is true. ）

"Let's take a look first!"

Li Jiu wasn't sure what it was, so he couldn't give a positive answer.

But Wang Hang's performance made Li Jiu feel a lot of emotion in his heart, and he deeply felt the pain in Wang Hang's heart and the responsibility of a father.

At this moment, Li Jiu's heart was in a trance, thinking of the old man who had left and his parents who had abandoned him.

"Okay, Brother Jiu, you come with me!"

In the depths of his love, Wang Hang didn't care about anything else, he directly pulled Li Jiu's arm and walked upstairs.

The two soon arrived at Wang Hang's daughter Wang Weiwei's room.

The room was in a mess, Wang squatted slightly in the corner, the whole person shrunk into a ball, and his body kept trembling.

Wang Hang's wife Meng Qing looked at Wang Weiwei with a painful expression, she wanted to get closer, but every time she wanted to get closer, Wang Weiwei would let out a roar.

"What kind of sin is this?"

Seeing Wang Hang, Meng Qing couldn't help it and cried.

The moment he entered the house, Li Jiu felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

This cold is not a physical cold, but a wonderful feeling.

It's an inexplicable feeling, but it's real.

Some people are born with a strong sense of feng shui, even if they don't understand feng shui, they will subconsciously judge the quality of each place.

Li Jiu is such a person, so when he learns Feng Shui, he is much faster than ordinary people.

This kind of ability is called talent.

The feeling of entering the room made Li Jiu's brows furrow, he raised his eyes and looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Wang Weiwei.

As if sensing Li Jiu's gaze, Wang turned his head slightly to look at Li Jiu.

The moment the four eyes met, a chill rushed towards Li Jiu along the line of sight.

"Giggles!"

In the next second, a piercing laugh came out of Wang Weiwei's mouth.

The sound seemed to come from the Nine Hells, sharp and piercing, and the cold air in the room also increased at this moment.

Meng Qing is a woman, and she originally had a heavy yin qi on her body, but now that she was so excited, fear suddenly grew in her heart, if it weren't for Wang Hang beside her, I am afraid she would have withdrawn in fright.

But even so, Meng Qing's body had already begun to tremble.

"Sure enough!"

If this chill wants to affect Li Jiu, it is absolutely impossible.

At the moment when he looked at Wang Weiwei, Li Jiu understood that his guess was not wrong, Wang Weiwei was indeed possessed by demons.

While speaking, Li Jiu quickly pinched a Dao trick with his left hand, and then drew a circle on his chest.

The chill in the room gradually disappeared with the movements of Li Jiu's hands.

When Li Jiu stopped, the chill in the room had all disappeared, and at this time, Wang looked at Li Jiu with a trace of fear in his eyes.

"Brother Jiu, please save Xiaowei!"

Although Wang Hang was not Mr. Yin and Yang, he also noticed a drastic change in the aura in the room.

And all these changes are because of Li Jiu's actions, Wang Hang is not a fool, he instantly understood what was going on.

At this time, Wang Hang's eyes looking at Li Jiu were completely different from before.

"Since I have accepted your affection, I should help you, but this matter is a little tricky, and it can't be solved at once!"

When he said this, Li Jiu reached out and touched it from his pocket, took out three copper coins, and handed them to Wang Hang, and then he continued.

"You have to keep these three copper coins properly, one is placed in the middle of the hall, one is hung in the middle of the door of this room, and the other is you find a sunny room and hang this copper coin in the middle of the door."

When Wang Hang heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, hurriedly took the copper coin, and nodded in response.

"These three copper coins are very important, they can't be lost, and I still have to take them back after the matter is dealt with."

These three copper coins are the things that the old man passed on to Li Jiu when Li Jiu began to learn to play hexagrams, all of which have been passed down for many years, and each one is worth a lot of money.

What's more, the value of these three copper coins is far more than that, they have been inherited for so many years, and they themselves are contaminated with Mr. Yin and Yang's Taoism, each of which is equivalent to the existence of a treasure, if it is lost, it will definitely be a huge loss for Li Jiu.

Wang Hang dared to disobey, and hurriedly nodded in agreement.

"Also, this house is too yin, and you let your daughter live in the sunny house where the copper coins are hung upside down."

Strange to say, just as Li Jiu took out the copper coin, Wang Weiwei's eyes gradually returned to clarity, and his body no longer trembled.