Master comes down the mountain, I don’t know martial arts, but I am an immortal

The puppet cannot become alive or move. The problem lies in the layer of black air that wraps the puppet.

Where does the black energy come from?

Everyone can see clearly that it was forced out of Qian Ruowang.

In other words, these things were in Qian Ruowang's body or, to be more precise, in his mind.

Qian Ruowang felt that his body suddenly felt empty, as if something was missing, and he suddenly felt much more relaxed.

"There are such miraculous arts in the world. Mr. Li is truly a god!"

Qian Ruowang was about to get out of bed and express his gratitude to Li Muchen.

Li Muchen gave him a hand and said, "As your soul has just recovered, you should still pay attention to rest and speak less and move less."

Qian Ruowang nodded and said to Qian Kun: "Brother, entertain Mr. Li well for me."

Seeing that Qian Ruowang was fine, Qian Kun was overjoyed and said, "Don't worry, I'm the one who called Brother Li, so I will take care of him."

Li Muchen waved his hand and said, "You're welcome. I think you should think carefully about who poisoned Mr. Qian."

As soon as these words came out, Qian Kun also frowned.

"Brother Li, since you recognize this is soul poison, can you tell its origin?"

Li Muchen glanced at the puppet on the wall and said: "Soul magic comes from witchcraft and has many variations, but the most famous ones are the three sects: God, Gu, Jiang, and Puppet. I think the poison on Mr. Qian's body is very... Like the puppet technique used by the Japanese Ninja Sect."

"Ninja?" Qian Kun said suddenly, "Humph, those Japanese beasts are so shameless. It's not enough to use ninjutsu to sneak attack, and now they're poisoning!"

"Puppetry is also a type of ninjutsu." Li Muchen thought of Lin Shaoping and reminded, "You have to be careful. The Tian Nin Sect is likely to send masters to China in the near future. Mr. Qian was poisoned at this time, which means that they should The sutra has come.”

Qian Kun's face hardened and he said in a deep voice: "We are not afraid of them in Japan, let alone coming to China. Soldiers will stop us, water will cover us, do we really think that we in China have no one?"

Li Muchen nodded and said, "Brother, that's right. If you encounter Japanese ninjas in the future and need me, just ask."

The strength shown by Lin Shaoping made him slightly worried. If the Tian Nin Sect sent out a master of the sudden nin level and used ninjutsu to sneak attack, the Qian family would probably suffer a big loss.

Qian Kun smiled and said: "I know that Brother Li is very skilled. I will ask him to take action when necessary. But in Qiantang, the Qian family will not be intimidated by a few rogues. Come on, brother, I will treat you to a drink today. We won’t return until we get drunk.”

Li Muchen was thinking about Lin Manqing and Ding Xiang. Although after this welcome party, no one would dare to mess with them in school in the future, and Xu Tong was here today, so there was no need to worry about their safety.

But who knows if Yuan Shijie will do anything else?

He wouldn't be very relieved if he didn't go back and take a look.

Yuan Shijie......

It’s time for the Yuan family to have some memory.

Li Muchen originally didn't want to touch the Yuan family so early.

The Yuan family is one of the three major aristocratic families in Qiantang, but it is not as good as the Zhao family and the Cha family in Hecheng. It is pleasant to come and beat them up, but it may not get the result Li Muchen wants.

He wants to use the Yuan family as a springboard to build a wealthy family of his own, a wealthy family named Li.

The Yuan family is a whale, and the current Jingli Group is just a small fish.

Li Muchen wanted to use this small fish to eat the big whale of the Yuan family.

"Brother, I have something important to do there. I'll make a note of your drink. Let's drink enough next time."

After Li Muchen finished speaking, he said goodbye to the Qian family.

Qian Kun did not force him to stay, but only told him that no matter what he did in the future, as long as he opened his mouth, the Qian family would definitely help him.

Li Muchen was about to leave when he suddenly heard Qian Xintong shout: "Wait!"

Li Muchen looked at her: "What's the matter with Miss Qian?"

"wait for me a while."

Qian Xintong suddenly ran out.

Monk Hua had a gloomy face and looked at Li Muchen with a very unkind look.

After a while, Qian Xintong came back, holding a document bag in his hand.

In front of Li Muchen, she opened the bag and took out a stack of documents.

"I am willing to admit defeat. Here are all my personal assets, two properties in my name, [-] million in cash, and stocks worth about [-] million. And..."

Qian Xintong frowned, bit her lip, her chest heaved, and the peach blossom became unusually alive.

"And I am yours from now on!"

Li Muchen was stunned for a moment and said, "I already have a fiancée."

He shook his head slightly and left without looking back.

Qian Xintong looked at Li Muchen's back and suddenly felt aggrieved and wanted to cry inexplicably.

But her stubborn personality did not allow her to shed tears.

She stamped her feet bitterly and shouted, "Li Muchen! You bastard! You will regret it!"

However, only her voice, accompanied by the natural wind in Wushan, echoed in the early autumn mountains and forests.

Li Muchen, on the other hand, had already walked out of the Qian's house and disappeared into the night.

There is a moon in the sky, shining on Qiantang, and the mountains and rivers are covered with moonlight.

……

Li Muchen left Wuyue Villa and called Lin Manqing on the way. He was relieved to learn that they had returned to school and everything was safe.

Now that they have returned to school, there is no need to visit them. It is impossible to live in the school and stay with them every day.

Li Muchen told Lin Manqing and Ding Xiang not to neglect their practice and to continue meditating every day.

After hanging up the phone, he planned to go to the Vanilla Bar to find Ma Shan.

It was so late, and Ma Shan didn't call to ask. It seemed that he had a pleasant chat with his old friend.

Li Muchen couldn't help but laugh. He thought that going early would disturb Mashan, so he just walked slowly.

He turned into an old residential area nearby.

Here are all old buildings from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Although the old-fashioned houses on both sides have been converted into shops, they still retain their quaint atmosphere. The alley was very quiet at night, and you could hear your own breathing clearly.

The moonlight shines on the bluestone pavement, like cathartic mercury, and coupled with the faint halo of the dim street lights, it is like an ancient painting.

The sound of footsteps came from behind. It was very light but did not escape Li Muchen's ears.

He stopped and turned around, and saw that shiny bald head, reflecting the cold light under the moon, showing an undisguised murderous aura.

"Why are you following me?" Li Muchen asked.

"Why did you refuse?" Monk Hua asked.

"What?" Li Muchen was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant.

"You shouldn't refuse. No man in the world can refuse such a beautiful person." Monk Hua seemed to be saying to himself, "She is very angry! I have sworn an oath to never let go of anyone who makes her angry."

Only then did Li Muchen realize that Monk Hua was here for Qian Xintong.

"Do you want me to accept her and make her my woman?"

"As long as she is willing." A look of pain flashed across Monk Hua's face.

"Ha, ha!" Li Muchen slapped his forehead and was speechless, "I didn't expect you to have such a strange complex. But I don't like it!"

"Then I will kill you."

"Really?" Li Muchen glanced at Hua Monk's hand hidden in his sleeve, "Your knife is indeed very fast, but I have seen knives faster than yours, but they are working as a low-key cook."

Monk Hua frowned: "Do you know my senior brother Kuai Daorong?"