After bankruptcy, I relied on metaphysics to become a top wealthy family

"That bastard is still investigating?"

In the clean and tidy study room, a middle-aged man with gentle eyebrows sat quietly at the tea table, playing with a piece of yellow talisman paper in his hand.

The sunlight from outside shone in, illuminating the man's fair and delicate face.

The person under his hand tensed up a bit when he heard this, and answered honestly.

"Mr. Wang, Wang Xuanyi has found out a few people who were involved in the accident."

The man known as Mr. Wang raised his head and revealed his true appearance. It was Wang Suyi's duplicitous second brother, Wang Shuyi.

He pursed his lips slightly and frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, he suddenly changed the subject and asked.

"Is everything okay over there in Xiangxi?"

As soon as the man below heard the word 'Xiangxi', he shuddered unconsciously and responded.

"Everything goes well. The boss said that the Zhou family is useless. I hope you..."

Halfway through his words, he stopped in embarrassment, lowering his head and not daring to speak.

When Wang Shuyi heard this, his eyes flashed and he said sternly: "Say!"

The subordinate trembled and said honestly: "The boss said that if the Wang family doesn't use it, he doesn't mind taking back all the things that the Wang family took away fifty years ago, and... .Since it is no longer useful, there is no need to keep it.”

The voices of the men became smaller and smaller, but they were still frightened.

This is a threat, the kind of threat that clears the door!

The boss in Xiangxi is very mysterious. He only knows that the Wang family has an inexplicable relationship with him. Even the Wang family's business today is due to that boss.

The boss's strength is unknown, and he may be able to crush the Wang family to death with ease. Every time his subordinates pass by, they feel an inexplicable chill on their necks, as if they will be killed at any time.

He didn't know much about the inside story. He only knew that the boss was plotting something big with Mr. Wang. He didn't know what it was specifically.

Sure enough, when Wang Shuyi heard this, his expression changed again and again, as if he dared to be angry but dared not speak.

He squeezed his palms, as if he had made a decision, and asked.

"Where is that bastard now?"

The subordinate's heart skipped a beat. He still felt weird about Mr. Wang calling his half-brother a bastard, and he quickly replied.

"At Zhang's house."

Wang Shuyi narrowed his eyes and murmured softly: "The Zhang family...that old immortal Zhang Qixiang."

At this time, Zhang Qixiang, who was being remembered, was sitting upright in the Zhang family's living room. Seeing the sudden change in Bai Zhi's eyes, he was shocked in his heart.

This look was familiar to him, it meant something big had happened!

Zhao Shujing's hand was cut slightly by the cup, and Bai Zhi's expression suddenly changed. There must be something wrong here.

His voice was old and rich, and he asked: "Master Bai, do you have any questions?"

As soon as the old man's words came out, everyone present who was calmed by Bai Zhi's words also came back to their senses.

"Yeah, what happened?"

It was just that Zhao Shujing had cut the palm of her hand, so everyone couldn't figure out why she was so nervous.

Before Bai Zhi could say anything, Yang Wuyou's expression turned very strange. The melon seeds he was holding accidentally fell to the ground, making a rustling sound.

He Yunfang was attracted by Yang Wuyou's strange expression, and turned to ask him with a suspicious expression.

"Xiao Yang, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Yang Wuyou's face, which was slightly baby-fat, trembled slightly, and he spoke hesitantly in disbelief.

"She...she she she..."

"What is she?"

A junior member of the Zhang family saw Yang Wuyou faltering and couldn't form a sentence, so he couldn't help but ask in a hurry.

What on earth could frighten this little boy like this?

Everyone was curious and heard Yang Wuyou speak in a low voice.

"Her blood is black."

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the Zhang family looked at each other.

"black?"

"What's black?"

Their eyes fell on Zhao Shujing's hand one after another, and they saw that bloody red hand, where did the black come from?

When Yang Wuyou heard the doubt, he explained continuously.

"Her blood is black!"

Yang Wuyou opened his yin and yang eyes, and what he saw was naturally different from what others saw. The bright red blood in other people's eyes was now a thick and black liquid like petroleum in his eyes. It looks very strange when it flows out of a person's body.

Everyone couldn't see this scene. They all looked at each other and didn't understand why.

Zhang Qixiang only noticed this very familiar young man when Yang Wuyou was talking. His eyes flickered for a while, and he was very surprised.

In fact, Yang Wuyou and the old friend named Yang Yun in Zhaiyueju were almost carved from the same mold.

He was also someone who followed his ancestors. It was hard for him not to think that Yang Wuyou's identity was probably closely related to Yang Yun.

It's just... Zhang Qixiang is a little confused.

Zhaiyueju wiped out the family and left no one old or young. How could Yang Yun's bloodline...

But now is not the time to think about this. Zhang Qixiang frowned fiercely, stood up, and looked at Bai Zhi respectfully.

"Master Bai, what does this young boy mean?"

The blood is black, which sounds a bit scary.

Bai Zhi looked at Zhao Shujing who looked panicked and said in a deep voice.

"Her blood is indeed black."

As soon as Bai Zhi said these words, the Zhang family immediately exploded.

Everyone knows Bai Zhi's strength, and what she says is most likely true.

But no one understands why Zhao Shujing's blood is black. There may be something wrong here.

Zhang Qixiang obviously had the same idea. He glanced at Zhao Shujing, who looked slightly startled, and said to Bai Zhi politely.

"Master Yibai, what's going on?"

It seems that Zhao Shujing is not without problems, but this problem is very secretive, and she almost even hid it from Bai Zhi.

Who is Bai Zhi? He is the number one person in Xuanmen. How capable he is if he can hide it from her eyes.

This matter is not simple.

Zhang Qixiang's heart was in turmoil, and he looked at Bai Zhi, waiting for her answer.

Bai Zhi, on the other hand, said nothing, took out the golden needles prepared early in the morning from Yang Wuyou, and walked slowly towards Zhao Shujing.

She frowned and looked at the wound on Zhao Shujing's hand, took hold of Zhao Shujing's delicate and smooth jade finger, and inserted it with a golden needle.

Zhao Shujing was pricked by the golden needle without any warning, and she exclaimed in pain. Zhang Youfu on the side looked distressed and muttered in a low voice.

"Tap, tap, tap."

When Mrs. Zhang Er saw this scene, she glared at her husband angrily.

Look at him, and then look at his dead look, it's so irritating that he is so much more powerful than others!

However, Zhao Shujing must have been unlucky, as the corners of Mrs. Zhang's lips curled up again.

At this moment, the golden needle of Angelica dahurica was taken out, and the blood drops followed the golden needle and fell on the table with a ticking sound, still so red and bright.

She said in a deep voice.

"There's something wrong with this blood."