Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

Sun Wenxi looked closely at the snake-shaped whip in Xia Jingsheng's hand, but he didn't see any mystery.

It seems to be just an ordinary long whip.

"This is my magic weapon." Xia Jingsheng retracted the snake-shaped whip.

Looking at Sun Wenxi, seeing that he was still unclear, Xia Jingsheng explained: "The ones you faced just now are not ordinary people, they have already been possessed by ghosts."

Seeing the lethality of the snake-shaped whip, Sun Wenxi could only accept Xia Jingsheng's words.It is important to find Wang Yuqi at the moment, and the current situation does not allow him to say anything.

Without obstruction, Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wenxi entered the secret room very smoothly.

The sight inside is horrifying.

The walls are covered with bright red murals, as if they were covered with blood.

Three coffins were neatly arranged at the base of the wall, all of which were human corpses. At first glance, there were about seven or eight skulls.

And in the middle of the room, there is a row of hooks for butcher shops, and there are bits and pieces of meat on the hooks.

Even if Xia Jingsheng didn't say anything, Sun Wenxi could guess.

This Rugui Inn is a black shop that murders people and robs goods. The meat buns sold in the shop are not pork, beef, or mutton, but...

No matter how good Sun Wenxi's mental quality was, he couldn't help feeling sick.

And at the end of the secret room, there was a naked man tied to a wooden stake.

Xia Jingsheng walked over and picked up the man's chin with a whip.

It's Wang Yuqi!

The dignified young master of the Wang family, who was so hungry that he could barely breathe, was scared out of his wits, and begged in a low voice: "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Xia Jingsheng untied him and asked his servants to send Wang Yuqi back to his residence.

Then burn the filthy things in a room.

"Wang Yuqi is really lucky. She has been missing for so many days, but she managed to survive until now." Sun Wenxi let out a long breath.

"It's not that he is destined, it's that the time has not yet come."

Sun Wenxi was very puzzled: "The time has not yet come?"

Xia Jingsheng pointed to the painted painting and explained: "This store is built on the side of the curved road. From the point of view of Feng Shui, such a location will lead to rebellion, and the store is prone to losses. In order to reverse this situation, the owner set up five The purpose of the ghost urging wealth array is to transform evil spirits into wealth. Look at the painted paintings in the shop, those firecrackers, vases, bowls and chopsticks, ingots, and lanterns, do they look like funeral objects in coffins after death?"

Sun Wenxi raised his eyes to look at the wall, the seemingly festive painted content, under Xia Jingsheng's suggestion, became extremely terrifying.

Firecrackers serve as Wangshan tombs, vases, bowls and chopsticks, and ingots are funerary objects, and lanterns are decorations on the funeral ceremony. The owner clearly arranged the hotel as a coffin.

"There is a coffin, but one more thing is needed to successfully set up the formation, and that is the dead. The sacrifice of the living must be time-sensitive, and the spell must be performed at a specific time. This time, Wang Yuqi fell into their hands. The time to set up the formation has not yet come, so I escaped death."

Sun Wenxi was furious when he heard the words: "Aren't they afraid of retribution for such a vicious money-raising formation?"

"Of course, the law of heaven is clear, and the cycle of cause and effect. So the two shopkeepers are no longer human. They did too much evil, causing resentful spirits to flourish, and finally they themselves were possessed by resentful spirits, becoming something that is neither human nor ghost. With that said, Xia Jingsheng threw the cage of cold steamed buns in front of the store into the fire, turned around and left, and Sun Wenxi followed closely.

In the evening, the Sun family.

The maid Xiaotao walked into Sun Wenxi's study with a package in her hands: "Master, someone from the Xia family brought something here."

Sun Wenxi stopped writing, very surprised: "What?"

"Like medicine."

Sun Wenxi took the package and saw that it contained calamus and wormwood, and there was a note on the package: calamus and wormwood are used for bathing and can drive away evil spirits.

Looking at the words on the note, Sun Wenxi clicked his tongue softly: "The words are well written."

Xia Jingsheng's handwriting looks like he has practiced it, and it is quite the essence of appearance.

After the calamus and wormwood water were boiled, Sun Wenxi tried to scoop up a ladle and poured it on his body, feeling cool and refreshing.

Sun Wenxi sat leaning in the bathtub, unconsciously thinking of Xia Jingsheng holding the whip, like a rose full of thorns, beautiful is beautiful, but it hurts his hands.

He likes Lan Chengyun, who is soft and introverted, like a lilac.

After soaking for about half an hour, Sun Wenxi wiped his body, his whole body exuded a sense of relaxation, he who had always slept lightly in the past, fell asleep soundly tonight in the aroma of calamus and wormwood.

Afterwards, to express his gratitude, Wang Tianen specially opened a deposit account at Baohui Bank, and Sun Wenxi personally received Wang Yuqi.

After recovering from the illness, Wang Yuqi was thin, but her complexion was fair.Sun Wenxi originally thought that he was an ignorant second-generation ancestor, but he didn't want to talk to him, and found that the young master of the Wang family was a decent person, but he was a little rash.

Sun Wenxi handed the pen to Wang Yuqi: "If there is no problem, please sign here." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a loud muffled sound outside the gate of the bank.

Immediately afterwards, pedestrians shouted in panic: "Someone jumped off the building—"

Wang Yuqi shook her hand, and a black line was drawn on the signature.

"I'm really sorry." Wang Yuqi closed the pen in panic, "Brother Wenxi, it's signed. I still have something to do. We'll talk about other things another day."

After that, he hurriedly got up and left.

After what happened last time, Wang Yuqi was terrified, and stayed at home as long as she could, and stayed at home most of the time. She finally came to Baohui and encountered a suicide incident.

But at this moment, Sun Wenxi didn't have time to take care of Wang Yuqi.Many people surrounded the gate of the bank, police officers and reporters all huddled together.

The Minister of Security stood in front of Sun Wenxi dejectedly, not daring to breathe.

"Has the identity of the deceased been confirmed?"

Minister of Security: "It's confirmed, it's Huang Li from the Savings Department. According to the staff of the Savings Department, she was scolded not long ago."

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Xue Cheng walked in hastily: "Mr. Sun, don't worry, the media has informed them to block the news, and I will follow up on the follow-up compensation work for the family members."

"It's just that when Huang Li jumped off the building, it was the peak of passenger flow. Many depositors saw it. Right now, there is a commotion. They say they want to withdraw their deposits. Look at this..."

Sun Wenxi supported the forehead: "Comfort first, if the front desk can't appease them, I will refund them. In addition, add a post of psychological consultant to the company to prevent similar incidents from happening in the future."

A few days later, everything was arranged properly, and Sun Wenxi called the servants of the Sun family: "Help me book Boss Lan's place for me tonight, and tell the boss that as long as you can book the place, it doesn't matter how much you pay."

Lan Chengyun sang "A Dream in the Garden" today, but it's a pity that Lan Chengyun covered his mouth and coughed after he sang a few lines.

Sun Wenxi, who was sitting in the first row of the private room, got up immediately, and ran up three steps at a time: "Chengyun, how are you?"

Lan Chengyun covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and stood leaning against Sun Wenxi for a while before recovering.

"It's an old problem, it doesn't matter." Lan Chengyun struggled to stand still, and wanted to sing again.

Sun Wenxi resolutely refused: "I have paid for today's ticket, and there will be no singing this time, so you should take a good rest."

Lan Chengyun panted, "How can I do that? If I can't sing, I should give you a refund."

"Then owe it first, and make it up after you recover." Sun Wenxi coaxed softly, "I'll help you to rest at the back."

As soon as Lan Chengyun got off the stage, the troupe's staff helped him with all their might, and finally put him on the bed.Sun Wenxi looked at the pale man and frowned: "Did you ask for a doctor?"

Class leader: "Please, please, I have already sent someone to go."

Not long after, the guy outside shouted: "Master Xia has arrived."

Sun Wenxi was startled, and the next second, Xia Jingsheng had already raised the curtain.

The two saw each other at the same time, Xia Jingsheng's gaze paused, and then moved to Lan Chengyun in an instant.

"Why are you?" Sun Wenxi was surprised when he saw Xia Jingsheng carrying the medicine box in a blink of an eye, "Are you the doctor they hired?"

The class leader bowed and responded: "Yes, Young Master Sun, you don't know that every time Chengyun gets sick, Young Master Xia shows him to see it."

Xia Jingsheng took out the pulse tester, put three fingers on Lan Chengyun's wrist, and looked at the class leader: "I said before, we can't do more, Chengyun's body can't bear it."

The class leader smiled compensatingly: "I understand, I understand, but the addition was also approved by Cheng Yun, I didn't force him."

Sun Wenxi was a little annoyed: "He coughed like this, and you still let him sing? Even if he wanted to sing, wouldn't you persuade him?"

Seeing that he was angry, the class leader quickly smoothed things over: "Yes, yes, what you said, Young Master Sun, I will definitely pay attention next time, I must pay attention..."

Xia Jingsheng took out the needle pack from the medicine box and carefully injected Lan Chengyun with the needle.Not long after the acupuncture, the person on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

"Is it better?" Sun Wenxi asked eagerly.

"It's much better..." Lan Chengyun looked at Xia Jingsheng who was at the side again, "Thank you, Mr. Xia."

Xia Jingsheng put away the needle: "Your hemoptysis has become more and more serious, and you didn't do what I said on weekdays?"

"No, Mr. Xia, I have followed what you said. Eat a light diet, drink plenty of tea, and keep warm. I have paid attention to everything."

Xia Jingsheng frowned: "But you forgot the most important one, don't work hard. No matter how important the play is, it is not more important than the body."

It was rare for Sun Wenxi to agree with Xia Jingsheng's words: "That's the reason. When you are in good health, the show will be better. We will have a brighter future." Then, he took out a gold-plated envelope and waved it in front of Lan Chengyun, "I'm here today , I originally wanted to invite you to attend the ball together, but right now your most important task is to take care of your body, and when you recover, I will take you to attend again, okay?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone present was stunned.

Lan Chengyun was silent for a while, then shook his head and said: "Mr. Sun is joking, Chengyun is just an actor, how can he go to the dance with you?"