The national teacher dressed as a rich and noble son

After class, Xie Yubo was surrounded by a few people, and said in disbelief, "Xie Yubo, are your eyes okay?"

Xie Yubo shook his head.

"Then how do you..."

The great master smiled slightly, and lied to the child: "I can recite it."

The students in the second class breathed in one after another, "You are amazing!"

After two history classes, Liu Fei was woken up, still in a daze, and the people around hurriedly told him what happened in the popular science class.

"There is such a thing?" Liu Fei was surprised, then touched his pocket, and found Xie Yubo to discuss, "I have a long-term and stable deal..."

Xie Yubo: "No."

Liu Fei choked, too, the Xie family is rich, he was bewildered by Xie Yubo's immediate straightforwardness.

"Black hair doesn't know how to study early." Xie Yubo looked at the young man disappointedly, "I promised you in the morning because you haven't slept for two days and need to rest."

Liu Fei didn't pay much attention to the previous sentence at first, but when he heard Xie Yubo tell him that he had stayed up all night for two days, he suddenly felt palpitations.

When reading in the morning, did he have a fast heartbeat and poor breathing?

Liu Fei's thinking was jumping, and he was so scared that his legs were weak. He stayed up late and was very careful, even his parents under the same roof didn't know.

His parents were very strict, Liu Fei did not dare to sleep in class, he would be called a parent, which would simultaneously expose his all-nighter.

Liu Fei immediately grabbed Xie Yubo's wrist, put it on his pulse, and said anxiously: "Quick, help me feel the pulse, is my heart beating normally?"

He was sure that Xie Yubo had become a good doctor after a long illness, and he could hear his irregular heartbeat even a meter away!

Xie Yubo withdrew his hand a little speechlessly: "Don't think too much."

Liu Fei was relieved, the worse the doctor's attitude, the better the patient's health!

He saw Xie Yubo was going back to his seat with the schoolbag, his thin white fingers were strangled by the shoulder straps, which looked heavy, and he took it with a dog's legs, "I'll help you carry it, watch the road carefully, ah no, watch your step!"

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When Wang Ping came to pick up Xie Yubo from school at noon, the trunk was full of books. He ran to the six largest bookstores all morning, his face glowing red, and his gait was steady.Combined with the luxury car he drove, the shopping guide of the chain bookstore thought it was an unannounced visit from the boss, and introduced various enlightenment books intimately.

This little master needs it!Need this one too!

Wang Ping frowned, why doesn't a bookstore deserve a shopping cart?

After buying the book, he went to buy a fortune-telling tool, which was not very easy to buy. He drove out of the city and went around to buy it all.

As soon as Xie Yubo got into the car, he saw a pile of yellow talisman papers in the back seat. He climbed up to the car's fender, took a stack of talisman papers, dipped them in ink and drew the talismans with smooth movements.

You have to keep a bundle of this thing in your pocket at all times, and take it out for immediate use.

The master of the great country has never discussed how to draw talismans with his colleagues, but he writes in a unique and wild way, with words stacked together, the content is not important, as long as you don't understand it.

He drew twenty sheets in a row, and when he was tired, he folded up the talisman paper and carried it with him after it was dried.

It is no exaggeration to say that these are his life-saving talismans, ensuring that his spiritual power will not be discovered by Heavenly Dao.

Wang Ping and Xue Jing reported Xie Yubo's school situation today, saying that he got along well with his classmates at school, and there was someone to help carry his schoolbag after school.

Xue Jing said happily: "It's great that we Xiaobo have made friends."

Wang Pingdao: "At noon, the young master said that he would treat his classmates to dinner."

"Okay, okay, take them to a better place to eat, send the bill to Chen, this is Xiaobo's first treat, don't be stingy."

"Okay, ma'am."

Wang Ping hung up the phone in sweat. For this man who had been loyal to the Xie family for 20 years, lying was no less than a crime.

Xie Yubo smiled and handed 100 yuan to Wang Ping: "Repay one hundred first."

"Need not--"

Wang Ping spent five figures on books today because they are all hardcover editions.

Xie Yubo: "I will earn it back soon."

Xie Yubo was in a hurry to find a blind massage shop, so he ate lunch in the car.There are not many massage shops for the blind in this city, and it is even rarer to find a reliable boss to cooperate with. After thinking about it, Xie Yubo expanded the scope to ordinary massage shops.

He went to two massage parlors that secretly operated illegal businesses, and was treated as a rich second generation with a lot of money. Xie Yubo was still not doing well, and Wang Ping's face turned blue.

Wang Ping: "Master, there is still class in the afternoon, why don't we look for it next time?"

Wang Ping was ashamed, he had been with Mr. Xie for a while, and was responsible for picking him up in the city to discuss business.

He has never been in a romantic place with Mr. Xie, but today he actually brought the young master who doesn't know much about the world into two of them!The young master, Jingui, is only in the third year of high school, and there are only three things to do. Once again, he apologizes with death.

Next time, he will risk being beaten by his wife, first go to the massage parlors, and then take the young master there!

Xie Yubo: "Uncle Wang, let's go to the last one."

That's all for the ones near the school, and the ones farther away will wait until the weekend.

Wang Ping gritted his teeth: "Okay."

This is an inconspicuous massage parlor with old signs and yellow walls. Blind people may have been employed in the past, but now it has been updated.

Xie Yubo walked in and felt a burst of yin, he ignored the abnormality and looked at the furnishings inside.

On the facing wall, the history of the massage parlor's fortune is written eloquently, such as the centuries-old brand, the seven generations of ancestors, and the visit of a certain leader.

The furnishings are also very complete, but they are a bit old. The most direct point is that there are no guests.

As soon as Xie Yubo came in, he was handed a cup of hot tea, "This way, please."

Xie Yubo said directly, "Thank you, is the boss there?"

"Boss?" the front desk shouted loudly, "Someone is looking for you."

After a while, a middle-aged man came down from upstairs. He was fat and had a handsome appearance, but his eyes were black and blue. He seemed to have been troubled by chores for a long time.

"busy?"

Xie Yubo asked respectfully: "I came here to ask, do you still accept apprentices here? I saw that there was a massage project for the blind written on your door before."

Only then did Wang Fuyang carefully look at Xie Yubo, staring into his dull eyes for a while, and suddenly realized.

He had also seen the world, and could tell that the clothes on Xie Yubo's body were all famous brands, and the middle-aged man standing next to him was probably a driver or something.

What's the situation, the rich man came out to experience life?Massage for the blind is a way out for the blind, but not for the rich second generation.

Wang Fuyang felt that this young man was noble and polite, if it was before, he would have let him come and play.

But now...

Wang Fuyang sighed: "It's not that I don't accept it, it's that our store is about to close down."

Xie Yubo showed sympathy.

Wang Fuyang took a sip of tea, saddened by spring and autumn: "I think back then when we massaged at Wang's family, no one knew, whether you had rheumatism pain, muscle pain, back pain, leg pain, you can get rid of the disease! If you don't make an appointment, you have to wait in line. Business is so good. This building has been put down, the lower part is used as the facade, and the upper part is for people to live in. When my father passed it on to me, it was in the limelight, and it's only been a few years..."

Poorly run, with older and fewer customers, it didn't even open this month.

After all, it is an ancestral property, with painstaking efforts from generation to generation. Wang Fuyang was reluctant to close the store, and struggled at a loss for two years. At this point today, he had to close it.

Xie Yubo was a good listener, even though Wang Ping kept looking at his watch in a hurry, he still listened calmly and calmly.

Wang Fuyang was greatly moved, and he talked endlessly about the entrepreneurial stories of his ancestors. He was about to close the shop, and he talked tirelessly like a dying person recalling the past.

"My sister-in-law is completely blind. My grandfather specially created a set of massage techniques for blind people to teach her, so that she can eat in the future! But you came late. My sister-in-law passed away a few years ago. No one can do this. teach you."

Xie Yubo sighed: "That's really a pity."

Wang Fuyang: "Meeting is fate. If you come today, I will show you our Wang family's massage techniques. Little brother, I won't do it easily. I won't charge you this time."

Xie Yubo wondered: "I'm not feeling well today, can I let Uncle Wang come?"

Wang Fuyang: "Is he also surnamed Wang? It was a family 300 years ago, no problem."

Wang Ping couldn't figure out what the young master wanted to do this time, and Boss Wang talked about his family history for half an hour, and it was almost 01:30.

Xie Yubo signaled Uncle Wang to follow the boss in.

At the back of the lobby are cubicles with an antique style. Wang Ping took off his clothes and lay down on it, asking Boss Wang to give him a massage.

About 3 minutes later, Wang Ping couldn't help but said, "Boss Wang, why is it so cold in the room?"

Wang Fuyang let go of his hand dejectedly, "You feel cold too."

Xie Yubo interrupted: "I think it's okay?"

Seeing his innocence, Wang Fuyang thought about it, but still didn't plan to tell him the reason, for fear of scaring the children.

He laughed: "There is another air conditioner on the bed."

Xie Yubo exposed it: "Actually, there is something wrong with you. No matter in season, summer, autumn or winter, when every guest takes off his clothes, he will feel a chill, chills on his back, like a ghost. This is why you have no guests here. s reason."

He looked at the boss's frightened expression, and hit the nail on the head: "Perhaps, there are more problems than that."

Wang Fuyang couldn't speak for a long time. He invited many monks and priests in the past two years, but the coldness became more and more severe, until today he stopped and gave up.

There was a bright look in his eyes, as if a drowning man had grasped a life-saving straw, and the Wang Family Massage Parlor was his life!

"Yes, yes, it's more than that, I'm afraid you will be afraid if you tell me." Wang Fuyang wanted to ask Xie Yubo to go upstairs to have a look, but he was afraid that the young man would not be able to bear it, so he hesitated.

Xie Yubo: "Uncle Wang, wait for me in the car, I'll come out right away."

Wang Ping flatly refused: "No."

"Okay. Then you can go up with me and have a look." Xie Yubo turned to the stairs.

Wang Fuyang immediately ran forward to lead the way. It was terrible, and he even knew that other problems were upstairs.

The upstairs of the massage shop is even more cloudy, except for the boss, no one else comes up.Wang Ping stared at Wang Fuyang vigilantly, as if ready to carry the young master out at any time.

When Wang Ping opened the door, it was obviously a slight movement, but there was a gust of wind in the room, and objects swayed and bumped and made a clicking sound.

Xie Yubo turned his attention to the altar table. This old massage parlor has been operated for generations, so there are tablets of ancestors enshrined upstairs, and photos and biographies are hung on the wall, which is full of inheritance.

Wang Ping stood beside Xie Yubo, his eyes wide open: "It's moving again! It's moving again!"

He looked up, looked at the photo, and broke out in a cold sweat.

I saw the photo frame slamming against the wall, and every pair of eyes in the photo seemed to have vitality, emanating gloomy gaze, cruising with people like a whirlpool.Tablets swing back and forth and jingle each other, as if someone is shuttling back and forth between the tablets.

Boss Wang was shocked and scared at the beginning, but now he is very numb to the scene in front of him.

The method is useless, can we still drive out the ancestors?To be honest, he didn't dare. This building was bought by those people on the wall.

The movement expanded to the entire floor, and the temperature in the room was getting lower and lower, accompanied by faint howls of ghosts.

Xie Yubo slowly took out a talisman paper from his pocket, walked around for two steps, and pasted it on a tablet with one hand.

The strange movement disappeared in an instant, and the sunlight that penetrated through the window also warmed up.

Boss Wang woke up from the numbness, feeling like he was back to two years ago.

What Xie Yubo posted was his own father's memorial tablet. Boss Wang was a little nervous and hinted, "I'm quite filial."

Absolutely did not do any unfilial act, so that the soul of the relatives could not be at peace, so that they could not leave.

"Is that enough?"

Xie Yubo said: "Cure the symptoms, not the root cause." He intuitively felt that this incident really had something to do with the filial Wang Fuyang, and the reason still needs to be investigated.

Wang Fuyang: "What should I do? If you help me, the Wang's massage parlor can be reopened, and I, I will give you half of it!"

Xie Yubo: "I have to go."

Wang Fuyang wanted to step forward and hug his thigh, wanting to cry but left.

Xie Yubo explained: "It's time for class, I'll come back at night."

Wang Ping, who was so frightened that he completely forgot about going to class: "..."

It's really hard for the little boy to remember.

Wang Fuyang sent Xie Yubo reluctantly, his eyes were attached, as if Xie Yubo was his father, "You must come!"

"Ah."

A business western restaurant.

Xie Chenbo invited Shang Yange to lunch, and thanked him for his help on the anniversary.

The merchants are mainly developed in the capital, and they have only recently come to invest in this city. They are all young elites.

You came and I exchanged a few words, and the preliminary cooperation intention was finalized. Brother Xie was in a good mood, and suddenly received five mobile phone location records.

The person who caused Xiaobo to jump from the building has not been found yet, Xie Chenbo was worried, and deliberately set the location protection level on Xie Yubo's mobile phone to the highest level. Except for the route from home and school, other abnormal movements, one place and one place, all sent to in his cell phone.

Xie Chenbo saw the five messages, smiled and almost lost his breath.

Five places, one unknown massage shop, and the other four are clubs!Three of them are romantic places that Xie Chenbo has heard of!

How could Xiaobo go to that kind of place?Don't you have class today?What is Wang Ping doing?

Thinking of his younger brother's beauty, Xie Chenbo felt a burst of worry.

Shang Yange asked casually: "What's the matter, is there anything I can help with?"

Xie Chenbo spoke quickly: "Xiaobo has gone to the clubhouse!"

He stood up and called Wang Ping. The other party said that Xiaobo was going to class after lunch, and his tone was obviously weak.

Xie Chenbo was worried: "Sorry, Mr. Shang, I have to excuse you in advance."

Shang Yange: "I'll drive you by car." After he said this, he realized his eager tone. For no reason, Xie Chenbo went to find his younger brother. What did he do next?

He was quick to put it down to a show of goodwill before the collaboration.

Well, businessman nature.

"Okay, it's nearby."

"En." Shang Yange replied without distraction, walking quickly, with a dignified expression, as if catching a traitor.

After Xie Chen got into the car, he was suddenly puzzled, why did Shang Yange put on a more feudal patriarch than him?

Whose brother is it?

The author has something to say: If you want to talk about the patriarch of the feudal dynasty, who can compare with the feudal dynasty.