I rely on fortune-telling to conquer wealthy families

Huang Xian was silent for a long time and asked: "If I don't let this kid go, what will you do? Kill me?"

Yong Hai trembled with fright, raised his head, and looked at Shang Qing pitifully.

Shang Qing's expression was cold, "Why should I kill you? The cycle of karma and retribution is not good. If you ask him to pay for it with your life, even God will not be able to say no."

Huang Xian's sharp mouth curved, revealing his sharp teeth, "You are really different from other mystic sorcerers...Okay, I promise you, as long as you can resurrect him, I will spare this kid's life."

Seeing that Fourth Grandpa and Yong Hai were about to thank him, he said: "Don't thank him too much. I just want to save his life, and other punishments will not be less. From today on, half of the money this kid earns will be donated, and every Yue wants to plant ten trees on the mountain, and when he dies, he will add one more. If he can do it, by the time he dies, our grudges will be settled. If he can't do it, when will he break his promise, when will I come to get it? His life."

Fourth Grandpa was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Shang Qing. Shang Qing spread his hands indifferently, meaning: I think it's fair.

Fourth Grandpa sighed, raised his hand and slapped Yonghai with the cane again, "Why don't you kowtow and admit your mistake quickly! I promise you can do it!"

Yonghai's brain was confused, and he knocked his head down with a thud. He felt that as long as he could save his life, he didn't care about anything else.

Huang Xian accepted the gift and said, "Cao Wangde, come here."

Fourth Grandpa was stunned for a moment and quickly took a step forward. He has lived so long that no one has been able to call him by his name for a long time.

Huang Xian looked at his wrinkled face and said slowly: "Three hundred years ago, I made an appointment with your Cao family's ancestors to be your Cao family's protector. Now that your family is prosperous, you don't need my blessing." It can bring good weather and good weather. Therefore, I am breaking my oath to divorce my family here today. From now on, we will have nothing to do with each other."

"I hope you will restrain the younger members of the clan in the future, obey the laws of nature, and respect ghosts and gods and stay away from them."

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Ignoring Fourth Grandpa's pleas, Huang Xian left with Shang Qing. The next step was to see if Shang Qing could help the camphor tree come back to life.

Several people came to the big hole left by the camphor tree again. Huang Xianren stood up, hugged his front paws together, and bowed solemnly, "Resurrection from the dead is against the will of heaven. Thank you fellow Taoist for being willing to take the risk for us."

Shang Qing waved his hand, "It's not really a resurrection from the dead. This big camphor tree has been standing here for a hundred years, so it's not completely dead in the first place."

As he spoke, he made a complicated finger trick and said in his mouth: "There is spirit in the heaven and earth, and the pure energy is condensed!"

For a moment, an extremely pure spiritual power gurgled out, centered on Shang Qing, and quickly spread to the entire pit and seeped into the soil.

Huang Xian suddenly felt something in his heart and looked at the ground nervously.

A small clod of soil moved slightly, and a young sprout sprouted from underneath. The little buds fluttered in the wind, stretched their bodies, and soon grew to the size of a palm.

Huang Xian was excited, "This, this is..."

Shang Qing withdrew his fingers and said, "Take him away and plant him in an old forest in a deep mountain with fertile soil far away from the hustle and bustle. He will be nourished with spiritual energy every day and he will grow up in less than ten years. As for whether his spiritual consciousness can be retained It’s hard to say how much.”

Huang Xian nodded excitedly, with two tears falling on his plush face, "I know...it doesn't matter even if I don't have a trace of spiritual consciousness, I can wait, or at worst I'll have to wait another three hundred years!"

It took out a jade vase from somewhere, filled it with some soil, moved the small sprout into the vase, and held it in front of its chest with its two furry paws.

No matter how slim the hope is, it is still hope, and it is better than despair.

Huang Xian thanked Shang Qing again, and Shang Qing said: "I have something to ask you. Since you have been the Baojiaxian of Caojia Village for so long, do you remember that more than 20 years ago, a man named Ah came from the village? Laughing woman?”

Huang Xian thought for a moment and nodded, "I remember she was less than twenty years old when she came, with gauze wrapped around her head. I was very impressed."

It didn't wait for Shang Qing to ask, and said it in one breath: "The first time I saw this girl, I realized that she was originally destined to be a proud daughter of heaven, but her destiny was changed. After the modification, her destiny was unclear. Qing, I couldn’t figure it out, so I didn’t care about it anymore.”

Shang Qing frowned deeply. Changing one's fate is a taboo in the mystical world. Who did this immoral thing?

He asked again: "Then do you know how she died?"

Huang Xiandao: "She died of illness. When she first became ill, I was afraid that it was some kind of epidemic, so I ran to her house and took a look. She died not long after." At this point, it reacted, "Fellow Taoist, you Looks a lot like her, you guys?”

Shang Qing nodded, "She is my mother."

Huang Xian understood and thought for a moment, "There is a piece of news that may be useful to you. Before she died of illness, I once saw her burying something on the mountain in the middle of the night. I still remember where it is. Come on, I will take you there."

Naturally, Shang Qing didn't say anything. Under the leadership of Huang Xian, several people went up the mountain again and dug out the things Shang Qing's mother had buried.

It's an iron box with no lock.

Shang Qing opened it, and inside was an extremely gorgeous purple brooch. It was the kind of gorgeousness that anyone would know would be valuable if they took a quick look at it.

You Ziming suddenly sighed, "This brooch seems familiar to me!"

Shang Qing handed it to him, "Look carefully, are there any clues?"

You Ziming's brain was not as big as a broad bean, so it was really difficult for him to think of clues... He scratched his hair and simply took out his phone to search for pictures.

You Ziming: "Hey! Our mother is amazing! This brooch is called 'Born to Glory'. It is carved from a whole purple gemstone. The last time it appeared was at a foreign auction forty-five years ago. It was sold for five hundred Bought it for $10,000, and no one has seen it since!”

His elbows were still crooked, "Our mother is not a runaway rich girl, is she?"

Meng Huai opened his mouth in surprise. After calculating for a long time, he couldn't figure out how much five million US dollars was. Then he asked doubtfully: "Maybe it was given by Shang Qing's father?"

You Ziming shook his head, "Impossible. My dad said that the Zhou family's aesthetic is purely nouveau riche, and they like to buy antique calligraphy and paintings that they don't understand, so they don't buy gems!"

He thought again, "Hey, Shang Qing, your mother is so beautiful. Maybe there are photos on the Internet. Let me search for her!"

As he said this, he actually searched for Shang Qing's mother's photos.

Unexpectedly, he was actually found. It was just a missing person notice with a photo.

This missing person notice was written very normally. The only eye-catching thing was that the reward amount written in the collection of clues was: one million.

How much was one million worth twenty years ago? And it's just a clue.

Meng Huai clicked his tongue in surprise, feeling that after today, money would no longer be money to him.

You Ziming was excited, "Don't run away, Shang Qing, your mother must be a young lady from a wealthy family! I just don't know how she ended up here. Was she abducted?"

Shang Qing's frown has not opened since the beginning. He has no less doubts than others.

The group of people said goodbye to Huang Xian and went back with a lot of questions.

This was the last day of the Qingming Festival, and several people packed their bags and returned to Qingyun City.

Shang Qing took the brooch away, and he had a hunch that this thing would definitely be useful in the future.

As soon as he returned to Qingyun City, Fu Lianzhi disappeared into seclusion again. He originally sensed that Shang Qing had left the city and followed him. Although it was purely an accident that the two signed a partnership contract, Fu Gui Wang was obviously better at adapting to it than Shang Qing. When it came to sensing the other person's position and sensing the other person's mood, he used Ming Qing very well.

Not long after Fu Lianzhi left, Shang Qing received a call from You Mingchi. During the three days of Tomb Sweeping Day, You Mingchi and his colleagues searched Zhai Li thoroughly, even uncovering the eighteenth generation of her ancestors.

Shang Qing heard You Mingchi say over there: "Zhai Li's family is in a rural area. When she was a teenager, she dropped out of school to work and met a man named Rong Shang. Not long after the two were together, Zhai Li became pregnant and gave birth to a child out of wedlock."

"After she gave birth to the child, Rongshang took her to join the Tianren Association. She was brainwashed and began to give the child the so-called miracle medicine that Tianren would give her. Later, she discovered that the child's intellectual development was abnormal, and she wanted to take care of her child. The child went to the hospital, but Rongshang refused and told her many folk remedies. Rongshang told her those magic circles and the method of extracting the living soul."

"According to what she said, Rongshang's status in the Tianren Association is not low, and she has not been in contact with her for a long time. I think this is not the first time that Rongshang has done this kind of thing. We made a puzzle according to her description, I sent it to your mobile phone."

You Mingchi smiled and said: "Master, do you want to tell us where this person is?"

Shang Qing clicked on the picture and saw that it was an ordinary face that might be forgotten at the first glance. It was definitely a good candidate for doing bad things.

He turned off the photo and said to the phone: "If you can tell me who can figure out the position of a photo, I will also learn from you."

After that, he hung up the phone.

You Mingchi was left sighing there. He also knew that calculating the position based on the photo was too whimsical. It was not because Shang Qing had created so many miracles that he had such an unrealistic fantasy.

At this time, Shang Qing had already returned to the Zhou family's old house in the car.

Butler Zhao came up to him with a smile. Shang Qing took the initiative and asked, "Where is my scumbag father now?"

Butler Zhao had completely adapted to the title of "Scumbag Daddy" and quickly said: "I have been on a business trip in Kyoto recently."

Shang Qing frowned again. The Zhou family's properties were all in Qingyun City, and his father stayed in Kyoto for several months. What was he doing?

At this time, there was the sound of thumping footsteps in front of her. When Shang Qing looked up, he saw Mrs. Zhou carefully trying to slip away.

Seeing him looking over, Mrs. Zhou stiffened and immediately laughed dryly, "Well, I haven't gone out recently. I have been taking care of Yuanyuan at home."

Shang Qing nodded, "Well done."

Mrs. Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, but she was completely frightened.

Shang Qing continued: "You have been in good financial fortune recently. You have a store that you can open, and you set the prices conscientiously. It will be no problem to earn some pocket money every month."

Mrs. Zhou was surprised at first. She had just bought a small shop, but she didn't expect Shang Qing to know it after just one look... She was overjoyed and nodded quickly, "Okay, okay, I understand, I will definitely not cheat anyone!" "

After a pause, she added: "I will also take good care of Yuanyuan. I won't just think about opening a store."

Shang Qing nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand, and signaled: If nothing happens, just leave.

Mrs. Zhou walked away in high heels, with happiness written all over the back of her head.

Butler Zhao lowered his head at the side and said to himself that this scene looked exactly the same as when Lao Li was training his dog next door.

The Qingming Festival is over, and there are only two months left before the college entrance examination. The entire senior year of high school is sprinting towards the college entrance examination.

There was a bright red college entrance examination countdown hanging in the class, and everyone became nervous.

Under Teacher Luo's "squeezing", Shang Qing, the three of them, including the entire class, began to stimulate their potential. From opening their eyes to sleeping, everyone had a line of big words written on their foreheads: "As long as you can't die in learning, go to school." Learn from death."

In addition, the atmosphere of the classmates in their class was good and there were no conflicts. Shang Qing simply wholesaled a thick stack of Qing Talisman. Anyone who was sleepy could go and get one from him. It didn't take long for Shang Qing's talisman to become famous in Jinhua, and even people from other classes would come and try one.

When it came time for evening self-study, the entire class had talisman stickers on their foreheads, and at first glance it looked like the filming set of some ghost movie. Every time Teacher Luo comes in, he has to take a deep breath.

After more than a month of simple and hard work, one morning, Shang Qing came to the classroom yawning and found a carton of milk on everyone's seat.

He picked it up and shook it, "What is this? Is it issued by the school?"

Meng Huai held the straw in his mouth and shook his head, "No, the monitor gave it to us and said he would treat us to a drink."

The monitor of their class is a girl named Yang Xi. She has good grades, is beautiful, has a lively personality, and is very popular in the class.

Shang Qing looked in the direction he pointed and saw Yang Xi standing in the corridor talking to a group of girls. The girl was as young as a flower, tall and graceful, with a bit of early sleepiness on her face, looking just like usual.

However, in Shang Qing's eyes, she was surrounded by a thin black aura.

Master Shang rubbed his eyebrows.

Okay, come to life.