Peng Ran was still a little confused: "Congratulations for what, congratulations for what?"
Yan Qi said: "Congratulations to Mr. Peng for your recovery from a serious illness."
"What?"
Peng Ran's eyes widened with excitement: "I...am I okay? I can't believe it."
Yan Qi used pliers to pick up the hemorrhagic tumor and waved it in front of Peng Ran: "Master Peng, look, what is this?"
"Blood tumor!"
Peng Ran was breathing rapidly with excitement: "The blood tumor was removed from my head? So, I...I'm cured? I'm really cured."
Yan Qi nodded: "Master Peng, you are so kind."
Peng Ran still couldn't believe it: "Am I dreaming?"
Yan Qi winked at Wan Niang: "Wan Niang, tell Mr. Peng that he is not dreaming."
Wan Niang pinched Peng Ran hard on the arm.
"Oh, it hurts so much, Wan Niang, why are you pinching me!"
After saying this, Peng Ran realized that this was not a dream. He felt painful and happy at the same time. Tears welled up like spring water: "Okay, I am finally healed. The hematoma that has tortured me for ten years has finally been removed." ”
Peng Ran looked at Yan Qi with sincere eyes: "I want to thank Mr. Yan. If you hadn't found the needle in the haystack and found Hua Wubing, I would have traveled westward. Mr. Yan, you are truly my noble man."
Yan Qi smiled and said: "Master Peng is also a nobleman of the people, and I am also a commoner, so Master Peng is my nobleman."
"Haha, Mr. Yan, you are so humble."
Peng Ran wanted to smile, but he didn't dare. He gritted his teeth as if he had a toothache.
Wan Niang was so happy that she wiped her tears and said loudly: "Ranran's illness has recovered. We have to pray and thank God for the gift. I will go to the ancestral hall to pray..."
"slow!"
"slow!"
Yan Qi and Peng Ran stopped Wan Niang at the same time.
Wan Niang was confused: "What's wrong?"
Yan Qi and Peng Ran looked at each other and understood each other's plans.
Yan Qi said to Wan Niang: "Master Peng's recovery is a secret. Only I, Wan Niang, Yuan Bao, Hua Wubing and Hua Yi know about this matter. We are not allowed to tell others to avoid changes."
Peng Ran also nodded: "Master Yan is right. These are troubled times, so we have to be careful. Once it spreads, big changes will happen."
Wan Niang was startled and nodded hurriedly: "Okay, I'll keep it secret."
Yan Qi warned: "Not only must you keep silent, but you must also pretend to be sad for spring and autumn."
Wan Niang nodded.
Yan Qi said again: "Wan Niang, please go and decorate the mourning shed so that it can be used by Lord Peng."
Wan Niang was confused: "You still need to arrange a spiritual shed? However, this is great, why do you need a spiritual shed?"
Yan Qi smiled: "I did it for others to see."
Wan Niang said: "This is a bit unlucky..."
Peng Ran waved his hand: "It's bad luck or not. According to Mr. Yan, go and arrange the funeral shed quickly."
Wan Niang agreed and went quickly.
Yan Qi asked Peng Ran: "Why did Mr. Peng suddenly fall ill?"
Peng Ran looked confused: "I don't know either."
Yan Qi asked: "Master Peng, have you ever eaten okra?"
Peng Ran shook his head: "It's a matter of life and death, how dare I eat okra? The night before last, I was drinking with Zhou Fuyin and Master Kong Chen. When we were having fun, my headache suddenly got worse and I had a headache."
Yan Qi thought for a while: "This just shows that there must be okra in the meal."
Peng Ran said: "I saw it when there was okra, but it was obviously not there."
Yan Qi shook his head: "That's not necessarily the case! If it's mixed with okra juice, you won't be able to see it."
Peng Ran was startled and thought for a long time: "No way, the food is cooked by Wan Niang herself, and the people who have access to the kitchen are some old people in the house, so they won't harm me intentionally."
Yan Qi's eyes were stern: "That's not necessarily the case. There might be spies left behind by the Zhang family in this house. Who can tell clearly?"
Peng Ran became nervous: "If it was really a servant who did it, what should we do? There is no evidence at all and there is no way to find out."
Yan Qi smiled narrowly: "I have a way, Mr. Peng, so you can rest easy. When you wake up, I will find the person who poisoned you. You are the only one asking."
…
Yan Qi left Peng Ran's house and invited Taoist Priest Haiwang from Suzhou Haiwang Temple to come to Peng Ran's house to practice.
Get rid of bad luck and seek blessings through practices.
The servants, maids, guards, cooks, housekeepers, etc. of Peng Ran's house all participated and prayed for Peng Ran together with Taoist Priest Hai Wang.
As a matter of fact, Yan Qi gave Taoist Priest Haiwang a thousand taels of silver and sent Taoist Priest Haiwang away happily.
Yan Qi said to the many servants: "You don't need to be too sad. Master Haiwang is a heavenly master who has attained the Tao. He personally prays for Master Peng Ran and will ensure that Master Peng is fine."
After everyone listened to Yan Qi's words, they just listened.
No matter how powerful the spell is, can it still bring life and death, flesh and bones?
Yan Qi asked Master Haiwang to pray for Peng Ran, and soon the news spread throughout the streets, and naturally it also reached the hands of Jie Sanjia and Jie Siwen.
The two brothers were so happy that they went to Luohuafang to drink flower wine again.
It's ten minutes at night.
Yan Qi asked Peng Hu and Wan Niang to gather all the servants, maids, buyers, housekeepers, guards, etc. in Peng Ran's house in the ancestral hall.
Yan Qi asked: "Is everyone here?"
Peng Hu said angrily: "All seventy-two members of the Peng family are here."
Yan Qi nodded and ordered Peng Hu to lock the door of the ancestral hall.
Peng Hu locked the door.
Everyone didn't know why, and they were a little frightened when they heard the sound of the lock.
Especially the ancestral hall, which is inherently gloomy, houses the memorial tablets of the ancestors of the Peng family. The candles are lingering, the candlelight is dim, and the room is quiet. It feels very scary.
Finally, the old housekeeper, Uncle De, couldn't help but ask: "Master Yan, what do you mean? Why do you put us in the ancestral hall? Did something happen?"
Yan Qi's eyes swept across the crowd with a very serious expression: "Uncle De, and everyone, do you know why Mr. Peng is so seriously ill?"
Everyone shook their heads.
Yan Qi said word by word: "Let me tell you, the reason Master Peng is dying is because someone poisoned Master Peng."
Everyone was shocked: "Poison, who poisoned it?"
Yan Qi's eyes were stern and he pointed at everyone: "The murderer is among you."
This sentence made everyone panic.
"Mr. Yan, you can't talk like that. We are all old men of the Peng family. We will definitely not frame the master."
"That's right, my master has been so kind to us. How can we murder our own master? Isn't that asking for death?"
…
The old housekeeper Uncle De coughed several times, looked at Yan Qi, and said earnestly: "Master Yan, you can't slander us for no reason. Strictly speaking, Master Yan has only known the master for a few days. How long have we been serving the master?" Speaking of loyalty, to put it bluntly, we are many times stronger than Mr. Yan? It can be said that we old people can die for the master. Mr. Yan, can you do it? "
