Since the defeat of the Xie family before.

He studied "The Art of War" every day.

He had been planning for many years for this day.

Wu Qian was delighted:

"Uncle, who did you arrange?"

Xie Cong got up from the bed and smiled sadly:

"Don't worry, when the time is right, she will naturally remind you."

When the words fell, Wu Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

There is one more person of his own in the Xue family.

Her path will be easier.

"Uncle, I'll endure it for the past few days, waiting for Qin Qi to do it first."

"At that point, I'll take her down again."

"Well, remember, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan."

Xie Cong admonished.

But he forgot.

Wu Qian's character is her biggest failure.

Meanwhile, the living room on the first floor.

After the two went upstairs, Father Xue turned around and dismissed the servants and let them go back to their respective rooms.

He lowered his voice and asked Daochang Wu with a solemn face:

"Dao Chief, I've already let the dog's little senior sister move in, what else do I need to pay attention to about the previous incident?"

Daoist Wu looked at Father Xue in front of him seriously.

The man's forehead was blackened with a blue tinge.

It is a bad omen.

The children's palace is concave and has the color of a bloody blade.

Woe to the children of the lord.

He thought for a few seconds and looked directly at the little Taoist priest on the side:

"Xiao Cong, you can help Mr. Xue take a look."

The little Taoist priest looks immature.

looks like he is only thirteen or fourteen years old.

His eyes were clean and clear, as if they had never been polluted.

Hearing this, he looked terrified:

"Master, apprentice, I don't dare."

He stayed in the Taoist temple all the time.

Rarely exposed to the outside world.

Today was the first time he had seen such a magnificent house, and he was stunned.

The man in front of him is either rich or expensive at first glance.

If he said it wrong, wouldn't it be a shame for the master.

Father Xue chuckled lightly and said soothingly:

"Even if you say that I have known your master for many years, I will not blame you if I am wrong."

Wu Daochang looked at him encouragingly:

"You've been learning with me for almost five years, so you should have learned some skills."

"Just tell me what you see."

Hearing this, Xiao Cong took a deep breath.

He began to carefully observe Father Xue's face.

It's okay not to look at it, this one.

His heart thumped.

The gentleman's physiognomy is also excellent.

Although not as good as the young lady just now.

But it's also a good face that is one in a million.

But......

He is now blackened and shrouded in bad luck.

It is a sign of great evil.

And the children's palace lingered with a thick black gas.

The children of the lord are plagued by blood.

The little Taoist priest is young.

His expression management is far less good than that of Daoist Wu.

Father Xue keenly caught the panic in his eyes, and frowned at the moment:

"Little master, what do you see? Just say it on your side. ”

The little Taoist priest took a deep breath and plucked up his courage to say:

"Sir, you may have had a calamity recently, which is a great omen."

"If I'm not mistaken, there is also a problem with your children's palace, and your children are probably also worried about their lives."

After a pause, he looked at Daochang Wu and said weakly:

"Master, I'm not wrong, am I?"

Daochang Wu nodded.

He became more and more satisfied with this beloved disciple:

"Xiao Cong, you are more talented than your brothers and sisters."

People in general.

It can probably only be seen that Mr. Xue is in trouble.

The location of the children's palace has a bloody disaster.

It's not that easy to tell.

Father Xue's face was solemn, and he slowly sat up straight:

"Dao Chief, how serious has my recent situation been? I, Xue Lin and Xue Qi are all worried about their lives? ”

all these years.

Nine out of ten things that the chief said to him were fulfilled.

Therefore, he has always believed in him.

Wu Daochang stroked his beard and said earnestly:

"It's too detailed, I'm not convenient to talk to you."

"My involvement in your cause and effect is not necessarily a good thing for you."

"However, sir, please rest assured, your calamity is a sign of good fortune in the fierce, which means that no matter how dangerous this calamity is, someone will block it for you."

"After this catastrophe, everything will be smooth for the future."

When Daoist Wu spoke, Daoist Xiao secretly wrote it down on the side.

Originally.

If you see a problem, you have to solve it.

His level can only be seen as a sign of great evil, and he can't see that this is a sign of good luck in the fierce.

He and the level of the master.

It's not a little bit worse.

Father Xue's thick eyebrows frowned into a Sichuan character and asked:

"Dao Chief, is this tribulation you are talking about now the same as the calamity you told me a long time ago?"

"Is this catastrophe related to the previous incident?"

"It may or may not be."

Wu Daochang sighed, and he said very tactfully:

"There's a lot of change in between, and it's not just your generation."

"I still said what I just said, sir, you don't have to worry, everything will just be a false alarm."

"However, you should go through it once."

Father Xue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He trusted Daochang Wu very much.

The Taoist is different from others.

His cultivation is very high, not only can he help the owner who comes to seek the fortune to solve his worries, but also can plan for his future.

And he's not going to help anyone.

He will choose the fate of the owner.

Father Xue narrowed his eyes and sighed secretly:

"Dao Chief, you just said that someone blocked the catastrophe for me."

"Could it be that Wu Qian helped me block it?"

Wu Daochang stroked his beard.

He pondered for a few seconds and said meaningfully:

"It's Young Master Qi's little sister, she will help you."

When the words fell, Father Xue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiaoqi's little sister.

Isn't it Wu Qian?

Seemingly.

These days, he has to deliberately get along with Wu Qian.

If it is really like what Wu Daochang said, it is the best thing to be able to turn evil into good fortune.

"Thank you, Daoist, for bothering you to come here."

"In the future, there is something I can help in the Taoist temple, just say."

Daochang Wu nodded.

He turned and walked away with the trail leader.

When he walked to the door, Wu Daochang stopped.

He turned around and couldn't help but remind:

"Mr. Xue, remember, keep the goodwill in your heart."

That's what saved him.

Father Xue was surprised for a few seconds and nodded slightly.

"Thank you, Chief."

Meanwhile.

in another villa.

Fu Zhong had been staring at the mailbox all day.

Every ten minutes, he ran to the computer to refresh it.

However.

A day has passed, and the mailbox is still empty.

After a while, he walked over to the bed and sat down, sighing.

At the door, his wife Zhan Xian had just finished washing.

She wears pajamas with a conservative fit.

A round face is extremely well maintained, and it is very blessed at first sight.

Between gestures, he is extremely educated.

She walked up to Fu Zhong and wondered:

"Haven't heard yet?"

Fu Zhong shook his head, and the light in his eyes faded little by little:

"Nope."

Zhan Xian frowned, she patted him on the shoulder and persuaded:

"Maybe the file you sent in the past was treated as spam, you can send another copy."

"I'll try."

Fu Zhong nodded.

Not really.

He managed to get Mo Chen to help contact the person who invented the ointment.

After all.

With Mo Chen's connections, it shouldn't be difficult to check someone in Kyoto.

At the same time, the second floor of the Xue family's villa.

Qin Qi shrank in the quilt, leisurely.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated and an unfamiliar email popped up.

She tapped the screen with her fingertips and clicked on it.

"Hello, I'm Fu Zhong from Zhongxian Pharmaceutical Factory."