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Mr. Bo didn't care about this kind of public opinion, he smashed the chess pieces in his hand on the chessboard, and said angrily: "A mere reputation is more important than the future of the Bo family? Old Yuan once said that Qin Guigu is a man of great fortune." , can make people's purple energy flow eastward, endlessly. What is Bai Chuchu? Is it worthy of entering the Bo family?"

The old man was flushed with anger, Yuan Fengjun was afraid that his old friend would be angry, so he hurriedly persuaded him: "Brother Daoyuan, don't be angry, it's just that the fate has not yet come. The dust of Jing Tong's marriage has not yet settled, and everything is still turning for the better."

Bo Daoyuan listened to Yuan Fengjun's persuasion, nodded, and then asked Zhang Yuan to continue: "Let's talk about this later, what did you say about Jiu Xiao?"

Zhang Yuan didn't expect Bo Daoyuan to attach so much importance to Qin Guigu's and his son's marriage, and when he mentioned Bo Jiuxiao's situation, he looked a little embarrassed: "Jiuxiao...he's bewitched."

"Oh?" Yuan Fengjun became interested: "What's going on? Xiaoyuan, please tell me."

Zhang Yuan hurriedly explained Bo Jiuxiao's symptoms, and Yuan Fengjun frowned.

Seeing this, Bo Daoyuan asked cautiously, "Brother Yuan, did you hear anything?"

"I don't know, I have to go and see for myself." Yuan Fengjun replied.

The two followed Zhang Yuan to check on Bo Jiuxiao's situation.

Zhang Yuan had only left for ten minutes, and when she came back, she almost didn't recognize Bo Jiuxiao.

The young man on the bed collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Like a salted fish that has been dried in the sun, its whole body exudes the smell of dying wood.

Bo Jingtong and Liu Su were beside them, looking anxiously.

Anyone with a brain can tell that something is wrong with Bo Jiuxiao.

Seeing Yuan Fengjun's arrival, Liu Su acted as if seeing Yuan Fengjun was enough, and came forward crying without saying a word.

Yuan Fengjun's complexion changed, he took out the pills he always had on his body, rushed to Bo Jiuxiao's side and fed him.

After taking the pill, Bo Jiuxiao's pale complexion improved in an instant.

His cheeks popped up, the rosiness that a living person should have, slowly recovering.

Liu Su asked with tears in his eyes, "Mr. Yuan, what happened to my son?"

"As you can see, he is indeed bewitched by an evil spirit. But I used my special elixir to suppress this evil spirit, and he is not in danger of life for the time being." Yuan Fengjun's words made the people present a little relieved.

But Bo Jiuxiao seemed to deliberately hit him in the face, sat up suddenly, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The bright red blood mist enveloped Bo Jiuxiao.

His condition deteriorated again, and this time it wasn't just that he lost his color.

Under Bo Jiuxiao's skin, there are still unknown things flowing.

Strips of bulging skin, twisted like flesh worms, spread all over his body in the blink of an eye.

This scene was extremely horrifying, Zhang Yuan felt nauseated when she saw it, and turned her head to the side to avoid vomiting.

Liu Su screamed and rushed to Bo Jiuxiao's bedside crying, "Son! What's wrong with you, son? Don't scare mom, son!"

Yuan Fengjun's face suddenly became extremely solemn, and Bo Jiuxiao was full of evil spirits, and his essence and Yuanyang were disappearing continuously.

Isn't this being possessed by an evil spirit?
But in this metropolis, what kind of evil is there, so overbearing?

He fed Bo Jiuxiao the medicine just now, he used a little incense ash, mixed with ginseng, velvet antler and pure yang elixir grinded by Ziheche.

With just this one down, all the evil energy in Bo Jiuxiao's body should be washed away.

But in the current situation, it is obvious that the medicine is not working!
Bo Daoyuan understood Yuan Fengjun's abilities, and seeing his distressed face, he hurriedly asked: "Brother Fengjun, did this kid kick the iron plate?"

Yuan Fengjun nodded: "I have to quickly transfer him to the small building where I live. There is a gourd and seven-star formation in the building, which is very good at absorbing evil spirits. Now transfer him there, and then invite the treasure of the Bo family town to turn to the spirit tablet. I can save this child's life!"

"So serious?" Bo Daoyuan's eyelids twitched.

Although Bo Jiuxiao was his grandson, he was not taken seriously.

The stele of turning the spirit is related to the fortune of the Bo family, let alone touching it, even the descendants of Bo Daoyuan are not easy to let people see.

When Liu Su heard this, he almost gasped.

She knew that her son didn't hold much weight in the old man Bo's heart, and she was afraid that he would be reluctant to turn the monument and save Bo Jiuxiao.

A woman in her 40s knelt down to Bo Daoyuan on the spot, and begged tearfully, "Master, Jiu Xiao is Bo Shao's only blood. If you don't hurt Jiu Xiao, it's for the sake of your late son, Bao Jiu." Take your life! Old man, I beg you!"

Liu Su knocked his head down, and with a bang, it hit everyone's hearts heavily.

Zhang Yuan's heart is softer, she can't see this.

She wanted to speak to persuade the old man, but just as she opened her mouth, she was secretly pulled by Bao Jingtong next to her.

The latter knew his mother well, and he also knew Bo Daoyuan.

In Grandpa's eyes, no one is more important than the fortune and continuation of the Bo family.

Bo Jiuxiao is just a child born to one of his sons. Bo Daoyuan can catch a lot of such grandchildren.

In addition, Bo Jiuxiao and grandpa are not together all year round, and sometimes they don't see each other once in several years, so they are not close emotionally.

Bo Jingtong didn't think that Bo Daoyuan would be willing to take out the turning tablet to save Bo Jiuxiao.

The location of the Turning Monument is very special. Once it is moved, the fortune of the Bo family will be affected [-]%.

Sure enough, Bo Jingtong was worthy of being Bo Daoyuan's grandson.

They have the same cold blood flowing in their bones.

Bo Daoyuan's eyes flickered slightly, and Liu Su's heart sank to the bottom of his heart when he asked gently, "Feng Jun, is there no other way to save this child besides turning the Lingbei?"

He didn't want to move the monument.

Liu Su was so angry that before he could say his angry words, his eyes darkened and he fainted on the ground.

When plunged into darkness, Liu Su heard the butler rushing in to report: "Master, Miss Qin is here."

"Which Miss Qin?" The people in the room didn't respond.

"Is Chu Chu here?" Bao Jingtong looked happy, and rushed to the door without waiting for the housekeeper to explain.

He hasn't seen Bai Chuchu for a long time.

In that car accident, because he was the driver, Mrs. Qin blamed him for almost killing Bai Chuchu.

During this time, they were not allowed to meet each other.

Bao Jingtong didn't think that Qin Guigu would come to her door, she wouldn't be so thick-skinned.

So much so that when he saw Qin Guigu at the door, Bao Jingtong's face turned dark, and he asked impolitely, "What are you doing here?"

Seeing Bao Jingtong again, Qin Guigu glanced at him flirtatiously, stuffing the broken hair behind his ears coquettishly: "Of course I came to see my fiancé."

"Our engagement has been broken." Bao Jingtong's eyes were full of disgust.

Unexpectedly, Qin Guigu sneered, and said casually: "Mr. Bo is too self-indulgent? I didn't come to you. Your cousin proposed to me on TV with such fanfare. If I don't show up and respond, I will appear contemptuous." This affection."