I thought things between me and the Xia family were over.
Unexpectedly, three days later, they found me again.
It was a gloomy day.
It was raining lightly.
A Cullinan suddenly stopped in front of the store, and then Xia Jurong entered the store, grabbed my hands, and said: "Mr. Zhang, help!"
I lit a cigarette and said slowly, "What's the matter? Tell me slowly!"
I just smoked it myself and did not smoke it for Xia Jurong.
Because this guy never sent it to me before when he was smoking cigars.
I don't like smoking cigars.
Even if Xia Jurong sent it to me, I can’t smoke it.
But speaking or not represents an attitude.
It shows that Xia Jurong didn’t respect me before!
I had no money before, so I took orders just to survive.
Now that I have money, I want to earn it while standing!
Xia Jurong calmed down for a moment and said: "My dad is dying. He seems to have been beheaded. Mr. Zhang, please come with me to take a look!"
Head down?
I thought that Uncle Xiang could handle such a small matter, so I asked curiously: "Where is Uncle Xiang?"
Xia Jurong said: "It was Uncle Xiang who asked me to come to you!"
After a pause, he added: "Don't worry about money. As long as you help me this time, I will guarantee that you will have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life!"
Xia Jurong does have the strength to say this.
I put out my cigarette, stood up and said, "Let's go!"
After getting in the car, I discovered that Xia Jurong's baby mother was also there.
Like Xia Jurong, Qi Fang's face was full of sorrow, but when she saw me, she still managed to squeeze out a smile, nodded and said, "Mr. Zhang!"
I sat down in the back row and asked, "Do you want to wear a hood this time?"
"Need not!"
Xia Jurong looked a little embarrassed.
Riverside villa.
Xia family.
basement.
Xia Jurong and Qi Fang put on masks and handed one to me.
I hesitated and put on the mask.
Although I was mentally prepared, I was still shocked when I saw Xia Zhaoji!
I saw that the old man's body was covered with maggots!
His eyes, nostrils, mouth... his body was almost covered in maggots, squirming around his body.
"Mr. Zhang, has my father been lowered?"
Xia Jurong asked impatiently.
"No!"
I shook my head and said: "This is not a lowering of the head, but an evil technique!"
Xia Jurong said: "No matter what the technique is, sir, please save him!"
"late!"
I shook my head and said, "He is already dead!"
"ah?"
Hearing this, Xia Jurong and Qi Fang couldn't help but look at each other.
After a while, Qi Fang said: "But... isn't his body still moving?"
I said: "It was invaded by bugs! Now his whole body is like a vessel, or culture fluid! No, not only his body, but his soul has also been eroded by bugs!"
Xia Jurong said: "Is there nothing you can do?"
I shook my head and said, "Sorry, there's nothing I can do!"
"All right……"
Xia Jurong was like a deflated rubber ball.
I couldn't help but said: "Where's Uncle Xiang? He shouldn't not know the art of evil! If he had discovered it earlier, maybe your father wouldn't have to die!"
"Uncle Xiang..."
Xia Jurong sighed and said, "Do you want to see him?"
I was quite in awe of this old man, nodded and said, "Since you are here, let's meet him!"
Xia Jurong led me into another room in the basement.
I saw Uncle Xiang lying on the bed. His originally gray hair had now turned silvery white, and his skin was wrinkled like soybean skin soaked in water.
There was a lamp beside the bed, with seven candles burning on it.
That was no ordinary lamp, but a seven-star life-extending lamp.
When these seven candles burn out, his life will come to an end.
"Uncle Xiang!"
Looking at the picture in front of me, I was surprised.
Hearing the sound, Uncle Xiang tried his best to open his eyes and smiled at me.
Although it was a smile, it was uglier than crying!
He tried to open his mouth to speak, but no words came out.
I was shocked and said, "Mr. Xia, what's going on?"
Xia Jurong sighed and said nothing.
I stood in front of the bed, bowed to Uncle Xiang and left...
It was two days later that I saw Xia Jurong again.
At Xia Zhaoji's funeral.
I was not invited to the funeral, I saw it on the TV news.
In addition to Xia Jurong and other old acquaintances, I also saw a familiar yet unfamiliar figure, which surprised me!
Xia Yuchan!
Seeing this beautiful figure, I seemed to understand something.
No wonder Uncle Xiang needs Xia Yuchan's human skin as intact as possible.
No wonder Uncle Xiang, who was doing well at first, suddenly ran out of gas.
It is estimated that he did some magic that changed the fate of Xia Yuchan, helped Xia Yuchan resurrect her life, and then got in there himself.
It’s quite admirable to be able to reach this level as a servant!
So at the funeral, Uncle Xiang was buried with Xia Zhaoji.
In addition to Xia Jurong, Xia Yuchan, Qi Fang and others, there were many unfamiliar faces at the funeral.
I learned from the news that it was Xia Zhaoji's second-bedroom family in Hong Kong Island.
Xia Zhaoji did not leave a clear will when he left. It seems that Xia Jurong is going to have a battle with his second wife!
I suddenly figured out why Xia Zhaoji fell into the evil spell!
Maybe it’s the second room’s fault!
Even the fact that Xia Yuchan was killed by the painted-skinned ghost Li Daitao had something to do with the second room!
However, these are routine operations of in-fighting among wealthy families, and have nothing to do with me. I just want to eat and drink!
This morning, a row of black cars suddenly appeared in front of the store.
A fat, middle-aged woman with a rosy face came to my shop and asked me if I was Zhang Yuan.
I have seen this fat woman on the news. She is Xia Zhaoji's second wife. Her real name seems to be Chen Mingying, but she always calls herself Mrs. Xia.
I saw that she seemed to be coming with bad intentions, so I ignored her.
Mrs. Xia threw me 200,000 yuan and left.
Before I left, I left a message, telling me not to interfere in the Xia family's affairs, otherwise I would bear the consequences!
I got 200,000 yuan for nothing for nothing, and I'm quite happy.
But that afternoon, Xia Jurong and Qi Fang came to the door again.
After entering the door this time, they knelt on the ground and begged me to save them!
I shook my head and said, "Sorry, I won't interfere in your Xia family's affairs anymore!"
Xia Jurong knelt down and said, "Uncle Xiang asked me to come to you!"
I asked curiously: "Isn't Uncle Xiang buried with your father?"
Xia Jurong nodded and said, "But last night, he entrusted us with a dream and asked us to come to you!"
I said, "Even so, Uncle Xiang and I don't seem to have any friendship. The Second Fang is quite powerful, so there's no need for me to get into trouble."
Xia Jurong said: "Uncle Xiang said in his dream that he knows where the Dragon Sect is. If you are willing to help me, he will tell you the location of the Dragon Sect!"
"hiss……"
After hearing this, my heart moved.
People without thought, he must worry about.
What has been bothering me lately is this Dragon Cult!
Unfortunately, the other party has been hiding in the dark, and there is no way to start!
If we can find the opponent's lair, we can get over it once and for all!
Uncle Xiang not only knows about my grudges with the Shenlong Sect, but he also knows the location of the Shenlong Sect!
The old guy really has something, he can use me even if he dies!
Of course, we make use of each other and get what we need, and there is no question of who gains and who loses.
I helped the two of them up and said, "What's going on at home now?"
Seeing my change of words, Xia Jurong breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "The second wife not only wants to make money, but also wants to kill us. I feel that only by killing the fat woman can everything be settled!"
I said, "Both sides will lose in a fight. In the final analysis, it's still a matter of dividing the money! So, what is your bottom line? Tell me and I'll talk to her!"
Xia Jurong had obviously considered this matter before and said, "Give her two billion and tell her to go back and never return to Luteng!"
