Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

Just as he was talking, Duan Congyan came down from upstairs, his whole body exuding a cold aura of repelling others thousands of miles away.

Xie Bowen called out politely: "Uncle Duan."

A look of unnaturalness flashed across Meng Zezhi's face, he covered his lips and coughed lightly: "Let's eat!"

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but glanced at Duan Congyan, who lowered his brows and eyes, and the expression on his face was not very clear.

This is the look of being angry?

Meng Zezhi's subconscious heart skipped a beat, and an absurd idea came up.

Yue Mo sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, neither Han Daqin nor Xie Bowen dared to speak, but silently finished their breakfast with their bowls in their hands.

Then Duan Congyan's secretary arrived.

Seeing the scene where the secretary was carefully swaying Duan Congyan's wrists, Han Daqin suddenly realized, he leaned into Meng Zezhi's ear, and his voice was not too low, maybe he wanted Duan Congyan to hear him, he said: " Uncle Xie, did you quarrel with Cong Yan?"

Meng Zezhi flicked through the newspaper for a moment, as if thinking of something, the corner of his eye fell on Duan Congyan, and said lightly: "It's nothing, don't guess."

No?

Han Daqin looked at Meng Zezhi and Duan Congyan, stroked his hair, doubtful.

Hearing this, Duan Congyan took a short breath, but didn't show it on his face.

But Meng Zezhi could clearly see a gnashing of teeth from him.

He sighed, knowing that his guess had come true.

But how could Duan Congyan fall in love with him?

Because of this face?

Or was it because of his meticulous care yesterday?

Thinking of this, Meng Zezhi probably guessed the crux of the problem.

Perhaps he thought that because of guilt and other reasons, he needed to take the initiative to take the responsibility of taking care of Duan Congyan, but in Duan Congyan's eyes, it became too caring

For a while, Meng Zezhi didn't know what to say.

On the other side, the Hou Family Ancestral Hall.

"Master Hu?"

Hou Weiren is Hou Wanhua's grandfather. He just celebrated his [-]th birthday last year and has been the old man of the Hou family for decades.

Hu Mingshan stretched out his hand to summon the little apprentice, took the towel in his hand and wiped the sweat off his face, then took a big mouthful of herbal tea from the palm-sized purple sand pot, and then said: "Your family ancestral hall is fine."

Hou Weiren couldn't hide his anxiety: "This ancestral grave is fine, and the ancestral hall is fine, so why are there so many things happening in my family one after another?"

As the saying goes, the older a person is, the more he believes in these gods and monsters, and Hou Weiren is no exception.

"It's not about feng shui, it's because of people." Hu Mingshan frowned.

"Human wages?" Hou Weiren let out a startled exclamation, regained his composure, and confirmed with his eyes like torches: "You mean, someone is harming my Hou family behind my back?"

Hu Mingshan couldn't speak too harshly at the moment: "Don't worry, these are just my guesses, but, has your Hou family offended anyone recently?"

"It's impossible to offend people." Hou Weiren insisted: "My Hou family has always been kind to people."

The little apprentice standing next to Hu Mingshan curled his lips secretly, he really thought they didn't know the details of the Hou family, why are they being kind to others?

If it weren't for the generous reward Hou Weiren promised, they didn't intend to get involved in this matter.

"Old man, are you sure?" Hu Mingshan's tone was slightly unfriendly, and at this time, Hou Weiren still wanted to cover up the scandal of his family.

"This——" Hou Weiren's face was slightly embarrassed. He couldn't say clearly that the so-called being kind to others in his mouth was actually coercing and luring the weak and colluding with the powerful.

What's more, he has been busy enjoying himself these past few years, and has not cared much about family affairs, so he really doesn't know if the Hou family has offended anyone recently.

Hou Weiren turned to look at the Hou family behind him.

The Hou family present all looked at each other in blank dismay, and shook their heads again.

On the contrary, the housekeeper of the Hou family seemed to think of something suddenly, and his expression changed.

"Why?" Hou Weiren noticed him: "You know?"

The butler nodded hesitantly.

"Say." Hou Weiren pointed at him, full of air.

"Hey," said the housekeeper hastily, "Old man, do you still remember that three months ago, Master Wan Hua was sent to the hospital after his leg was broken?"

"You mean the actor?"

Hou Weiren remembered that although Hou Wanhua was not his favorite grandson, he was still the son of his Hou family. He just shouldn't have done it, and it's not up to outsiders to teach him a lesson. If Duan Congyan hadn't invited Han The old man came to intercede and lost a lot of money. He had to flay the actor alive.

"Old man, you forgot, that Xie Bowen... is that actor, his father used to be a fortune teller under the bridge." The housekeeper bowed and said, "When you heard that the young master of the Duan family got involved with him, did you The joke came over his house."

"Just that fake Taoist priest?" Hou Weiren was deeply suspicious.

"It was him, and the reason why Master Wanhua was admitted to the hospital two days ago was because they were also beaten by his father and son."

"What?" Hou Weiren glared, "Why didn't anyone tell me such an important matter?"

"Master Wanhua fell into a coma at the time, and lost his mobile phone when the people around him ran away, so he couldn't notify the family immediately. Later, Master Ting (the one reported by his mistress) had an accident... "

That's the future head of the Hou family. If something happened to him, who can control Hou Wanhua.

"I've thought about it. In the recent period, the Xie family father and son are the ones who have had a bad relationship with our family."

"Just him?" Hou Weiren didn't believe it: "Could it be Duan Congyan's tricks behind his back?"

"Well, I don't know." The butler replied.

"Master Hu?" Hou Weiren turned to look at Hu Mingshan.

Hu Mingshan frowned, and only said: "Since this is the case, there is only one way."

Hu Mingshan asked Hou Weiren for a sunny room, and then asked someone to change the curtains into white ones.

He took a cinnabar pen and wrote the word "Qi" on the door of the room, wiped his eyebrows with water soaked in lychee leaves, and finally opened the window. God has a decree to make me psychic, open the gate of heaven, the nine orifices are bright, the sky, the sun and the moon, illuminate my body, open the gate quickly, change my soul into a god, and rush like a law.

The next moment, a white light shot out from his eyes, and a black vertical line appeared on his forehead.

As soon as his eyes were opened, Hu Mingshan immediately turned to look at Hou Weiren and the others.

Except for a few people, the hall of the Hou family present was covered with a layer of haze. Looking at their stomachs, there was a big hole for no reason. It seemed that something was constantly impacting on this big hole, completely Disrupted the aura around them.

"really."

Seeing Hu Mingshan's dignified expression, Hou Weiren's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but said, "Master Hu?"

"This is indeed man-made." Hu Mingshan said in a deep voice.

Hou Weiren's complexion changed drastically, and he said in a hateful voice: "Master Hu, as long as you can help me get rid of this rat who harmed my Hou family behind my back, my Hou family will repay you."

Hu Mingshan gave him a deep look, neither agreeing nor refusing, just said: "I will try my best."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and found a wooden box from his luggage. There was nothing else in the wooden box, but a small paper doll.

"Old man, I will lend you a few drops of blood."

Hou Weiren stretched out his hand quickly.

Hu Mingshan took a small knife from his apprentice, slashed on Hou Weiren's thumb, and then soaked the whole little paper figurine with his blood.

In the end, he folded the little paper man into a cardboard the size of a broad bean, and handed it to Hou Weiren: "Please swallow it, old man."

A look of disgust flashed in Hou Weiren's eyes, but he still took the cardboard and swallowed it.

Hu Mingshan immediately picked up the Sanqing Bell, shaking it quickly and slowly.

In the Duan family villa, Meng Zezhi was thinking about Duan Congyan, when Han Daqin's exclamation suddenly came from his ear: "Uncle Xie, Uncle Xie, the sink—"

Meng Zezhi put down the newspaper and looked behind him.

I saw a vortex suddenly rising on the water surface in the upper left corner of the sink. As the vortex became faster and faster, the little candle figurine sitting firmly in the center of the vortex exploded out of thin air, and a small paper man popped out.

But in the blink of an eye, the little paper figurine jumped onto the coffee table and said politely: "I'm going to Hu Mingshan, I'm going to greet you."

"This--" Looking at the astonishing scene in front of him, Han Daqin couldn't even speak.

Meng Zezhi narrowed his eyes slightly: "Fellow Daoist Hu is from the Hou family?"

Seeing Meng Zezhi reveal his identity, the paper figurine immediately turned to face him: "This is Daoist Xie Guangsheng, right?"

"Did fellow Daoist Hu come to you simply as a lobbyist for the Hou family, or did you give courtesy first and then serve as soldiers?" Meng Zezhi said slowly.

Hu Mingshan quickly said: "Of course it's a lobbyist, a lobbyist!"

……

"What?" Hou Weiren turned pale with shock, and asked repeatedly: "Master Hu, didn't you agree to help me get rid of Xie Guangsheng?"

Hu Mingshan only said: "Old man, I learned Taoism at the age of three, and after more than [-] years of hard work, I have achieved today's achievements. It can be seen that it is not easy for a magician to practice. Therefore, unless the revenge of taking his wife and son is taken, a magician will not easily fight with others. Because once you lose, you will be in danger of your life, even if you win by luck, you must know that you will hurt the enemy one thousand and you will lose eight hundred... So what I can do is to persuade Xie Guangsheng to let your family go."

Although he is greedy for money, he also knows how to measure.

Mainly for the Hou family, offending a colleague is really not worth it.

Hou Weiren was furious, and the boss stared at him. Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, when has his Hou family been so angry.

Hu Mingshan looked displeased, and said bluntly: "If you feel that this way of handling will damage the prestige of your Hou family, then please ask someone else."

Hu Mingshan's words were like pouring cold water on Hou Weiren's forehead, and Hou Weiren's expression froze.

The Hou family is in turmoil now, does he have any choice?

Hou Weiren changed his attitude in an instant. He gritted his teeth secretly. At worst, he would find someone to take care of Xie Guangsheng slowly after the crisis in front of him was resolved.

Veins popped out of his forehead, and there was a sense of gnashing of teeth in his tone: "Then I will trouble Master Hu."

Hu Mingshan saw it and didn't take it seriously. He just took care of the matter and left with the money. As for the follow-up development, he didn't care about it.

……

Hu Mingshan only said: "Teacher Xie, you must know that you must forgive others and forgive others. No matter how the Hou family offended you, your attack has taught the Hou family a profound lesson. The Hou family has now realized their mistakes. I I might as well just let it go..."

"You Daoist Hu's words are wrong," Meng Zezhi interrupted him: "What you said inside and outside the meaning is that I have harmed the Hou family, but do you dare to say it with conscience, it is really me, Xie Guangsheng Did it cause the Hou family to fall into the current situation?"

"This—" Hu Mingshan was stopped by the question.

"It's said that flies don't bite seamless eggs. The Hou family is just superficially glamorous, but in fact it's rotten. What I'm doing is just cleaning up garbage for the society." Meng Zezhi said with a sneer.

"You, you, he..." Hearing this, Hou Weiren jumped up angrily: "Presumptuous——"

Speaking of this, Meng Zezhi lost his interest: "Okay, let's do it like this, not to mention even if I am willing to let the Hou family go, can you guarantee that the Hou family will definitely let me go?"

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, only to hear a bang, and the little paper man on the coffee table was shattered into pieces.