Metaphysics Reborn: My rules are rules

Facing Jiang Changsheng's pleasant face, Song Qingqing's inner fear only increased.

"Come here." Jiang Xiangsheng urged again.

Song Qingqing didn't dare to dawdle any longer, and her fingers unconsciously grabbed the corners of her clothes and approached Jiang Xiangsheng.

Jiang Chaosheng grabbed Song Qingqing's wrist and imprisoned her on his lap.

"what."

Song Qingqing gave a short scream, and after reacting, she looked at the old man tremblingly.

Fortunately, he didn't care.

"Qingqing." Jiang Xiangsheng smiled and touched Song Qingqing's hair, "Did you give the things I asked you to give to Ye Feng?"

Song Qingqing's face turned pale and she tried her best to hold back her trembling: "Old, old man, Ye Feng is very wary of me, I..."

"That means no." Jiang Xiangsheng pinched Song Qingqing's chin and forced her to look at him.

Jiang Changsheng didn't like an environment that was too bright. There was only one small lamp on all year round in the study, which could only illuminate the desktop.

The old man's face was hidden in the dim environment, making it difficult for people to see his expression clearly.

But Song Qingqing was really close, and she saw the madness in his eyes.

"Give me another chance, I, I, I will definitely do it!" The flesh on Song Qingqing's cheeks was pinched until it turned red and painful.

Not sure if he was really willing to give Song Qingqing a chance, Jiang Changsheng let go of her cheeks, and the shackles loosened a little.

Song Qingqing took a breath, leaned stiffly against Jiang Xiangsheng, put her arms around his neck, and said flatteringly: "Old man, don't worry, I won't let you down this time."

Jiang Chaosheng's hoarse voice sounded in Song Qingqing's ears: "Really?"

"Of course! The old man believes in me! I am sincere to the old man and the Jiang family! As long as it is beneficial to the old man, I will go through fire and water!" Song Qingqing was eager to show her loyalty and did not notice the coldness in Jiang Xiangsheng's eyes.

Jiang Xiangsheng asked again.

Song Qingqing's intuition scared her, but she still said bravely: "Of course."

Jiang Chaosheng laughed inexplicably: "With your words, things will be much easier to handle in the future."

Jiang Chaosheng pushed Song Qingqing away and pressed the bell on the desk.

"Ding--"

The crisp sound was a bit harsh in the empty environment, and Song Qingqing couldn't help but flinch.

There was a slight turning sound from the bookcase, and Song Qingqing focused her attention there.

I saw the bookcase moving slowly, revealing its original appearance - a secret passage.

It is not accurate to say that it is a secret passage, because it is a large room.

The furnishings of the room are very simple, with a bed, a table and a chair.

In addition, there are various books and all kinds of strange props.

Just one glance made Song Qingqing tremble a little.

There was another person sitting on the small bed - if that could be considered a person.

The "man" was thin and long, with skin tightly wrapped around the bones. He wore a black cloak and a long hat on his head.

His eyes were closed tightly, but his eyeballs kept moving.

There is weirdness everywhere.

"Master Yuanning." After Jiang Xiangsheng glanced at Song Qingqing, he stood up and called the person on the bed respectfully.

Master Yuan Ning opened his eyes and looked straight at Jiang Xiangsheng.

"What's the matter?" Master Yuan Ning didn't open his mouth, but his voice came out clearly.

Song Qingqing's legs and feet went weak and she almost fell to the ground.

She had naturally heard the name of Master Yuan Ning after being in the Jiang family for so long, but this was her first time meeting this person.

She had asked Jiang Zhengang out of curiosity before, but as soon as Jiang Zhengang heard her mention Master Yuan Ning, he slapped her and warned her not to ask random questions.

Unexpectedly, Master Yuan Ning has been hiding in Jiang Xiangsheng's study and is still such a terrifying person!

Jiang Chaosheng said: "What you said before, that my fortune has declined and was calculated by others, has come true now. I remember you said the way to solve it, so I rashly disturbed your practice."

Master Yuan Ning's slightly convex eyeballs turned, and his gaze fell on the pale-faced Song Qingqing.

Song Qingqing felt cold all over, as if she was wrapped in something, sticky and cold.

"Is this the container you are looking for?" Master Yuan Ning looked at Song Qingqing, then snorted coldly and commented, "Inferior."

"Wha, what? What container? What inferior?" Song Qingqing looked at Jiang Changsheng and asked anxiously.

Jiang Xiangsheng did not reply to her, but continued to say to Master Yuan Ning: "Time is running out, and she is the only one suitable at the moment. And just now, she has promised me and made a contract with me."

As he spoke, Jiang Xiangsheng raised his hand, and saw a circular pattern appearing on the back of his wrinkled hand.

"Ah -" Song Qingqing's left wrist bone felt a sharp pain. She quickly looked down and saw a star pattern on her wrist bone.

"That's alright." Master Yuan Ning still kept his mouth tightly closed, "Then let's start preparing. Don't let her eat these days, otherwise, Xiao Wu will not like it."

Song Qingqing didn't know what they were going to do, or who this "Xiao Wu" was, but her intuition made her very uneasy, and she frantically wanted her to leave here, right away!

However, before she could move her steps, Jiang Chaosheng looked at her: "Qingqing, come here."

No, can't pass.

Song Qingqing bit her lip, but her feet didn't obey her orders at all, and she walked towards Jiang Changsheng step by step.

"Be good." Jiang Xiangsheng smiled and pressed another button.

Master Yuan Ning has returned the bookcase to its place and continues his "cultivation".

There is another room next to Master Yuan Ning's dark room.

This room is much smaller, with only a small bed and nothing else.

Even the quilt on the bed had a strange smell and was even stained with some unknown liquid.

"Stay here obediently." Jiang Xiangsheng said, "Soon you will fulfill your promise."

Song Qingqing shook her head desperately: "No!"

But his feet involuntarily obeyed Jiang Chaosheng's order and walked towards the room.

"No?" Jiang Xiangsheng lowered his face and looked at Song Qingqing with unclear meaning, "Are you trying to violate our agreement?"

Before she could answer, a heartbreaking pain came from her wrist. The pain spread to her arm and finally reached her heart.

Song Qingqing covered her heart and gasped: "...No, no, I didn't violate it."

After a while, the pain slowly subsided, and Song Qingqing's clothes were soaked with sweat and stuck to her body sticky.

"Then just stay here." After Jiang Xiangsheng said that, he closed the secret door, blocking Song Qingqing's desperate eyes.