Tang Le came back to his senses, but then a sense of weightlessness came over him, and Tang Le screamed and fluttered with his hands and feet.
"Sir, help me! I'm going to die!" Tang Le's voice was completely blocked by the barrier set up by Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan snapped his fingers and held Tang Le up with strength. Tang Le sat on the lawn downstairs of the hospital and gasped for air.
Why can't he think about it? The Lord's temper has become more and more arbitrary.
Tang Le felt the excitement of brushing against death as soon as he was alive. The pain of the talisman peeling off the resentment made Tang Le still feel lingering fear.
It was not easy to live, and he didn't want to look for excitement anymore.
"Go back by yourself and think about your mission." Qi Yuan Chuanyin said and stopped talking to Tang Le.
When Tang Le heard this, he immediately got up and passed death. In any case, he was really reborn! He had a chance to truly escape the ending of his previous life, and he could really live a good life.
Tang Le left the hospital quickly, his steps getting faster and faster, and then he started to run up and down, as happy as a child who bought candy.
Although Tang Le didn't know what happened, he would do whatever the adults said, otherwise he believed Qi Yuan would definitely kill him.
There were not many people on the street in the early morning. Tang Le returned to the apartment and was lost in thought while looking at the phone calls from Tang's father and Tang's mother. Thinking of Qi Sheng and Shen Anxi who had reached a consensus in the hospital, Tang Le turned over and lost all sleep.
Without the influence of the demon species, Tang Le's memory began to gradually become blurred. Who would remember every day's events in detail?
So Tang Le took out a pen and paper and started recording the important information in his memory, and then started working on his business plan with great interest.
After getting Tang Le away, Qi Yuan took care of all the surveillance equipment. He glanced at the two people lying on the ground and sneered when he looked past Qi Sheng.
Because of the barrier of heaven, Qi Sheng and Song Yan, who were in another ward, had not yet discovered that they were still watching the so-called master exorcise evil spirits.
Since it was to exorcise evil spirits, she would be sorry for the money they spent if she didn't go there. Qi Yuan raised his eyebrows and smiled, turning into "Qi Yuan" before walking towards their ward.
In the ward, Song Yan, wearing a hospital gown, looked timidly in the direction pointed by the master.
The master they invited was wearing a Taoist uniform and holding a copper coin sword in his hand. His beard and hair were all white, and he looked like an immortal. Qi Yuan sat on the window sill and tilted his head to watch him perform with great interest. The master was mumbling words, and even though he couldn't tell the nonsense a second time, he had an extremely serious look on his face.
Not to mention, as expected of someone who relies on this to make a living, he is really shameless when it comes to deceiving people.
Qi Yuan was holding back his laughter, but he couldn't hold it back anymore after seeing the messy copper coin sword in the master's hand. This master was really fake from beginning to end, and he must have used it to comfort Song Yan.
Qi Yuan suppressed his smile and looked at Song Yan behind Qi Sheng with a cold expression. He could kill people and make money just for his brother's fiancée. It is so noble to talk about true love, not just for the money of the Qi Group.
For high-sounding people like Qi Sheng and Song Yan, they would not feel any guilt even if Qi Yuan really appeared in front of them. On the contrary, they are more afraid of losing their current wealth and status.
They can sincerely tell lies with many confessions, but they can find a way to kill Qi Yuan if they turn around.
Song Yan felt like being stared at and shrank behind Qi Sheng in fear. And the master's copper coin sword happened to be pointed at the window sill where Qi Yuan was sitting.
"Evil ghost, I'm here, why don't you retreat quickly!" The master pretended to have spotted Qi Yuan and said viciously.
In fact, he didn't know anything, he just watched the curtains dance and made random excuses.
Qi Yuan's eyes fell on the fake master. The fake master suddenly shivered, and a cold swishing feeling made his sword-holding hand tremble.
Is there really an evil spirit?
A fake Taoist priest dared to call himself me in front of her. He was a man who was not afraid of death. Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes and waved, then a strong wind blew, and the curtains were blown wildly by the sudden strong wind.
The fake master looked at the suddenly flying curtains and began to feel anxious. But at this time, the financial owner spoke again.
"Master, has this been resolved?" Song Yan said cautiously.
Cold sweat suddenly broke down on the fake master's forehead. Facing Song Yan's inquiry, he could only speak vaguely, "This evil ghost refuses to leave, saying that there is no money or incense underground."
As expected of a person who has been cheating for many years, he just opened his mouth and said it in a decent way.
"Give it to him. We will burn paper at his grave tomorrow." Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief. It was just paper money. She could burn as much paper as she wanted. As long as you don't cause trouble for them.
The fake master nodded and continued to speak eloquently. Qi Yuan smiled and stopped talking very cooperatively. The fake master also recovered. Fortunately, it was just a coincidence.
The wind stopped, the curtains drooped, and a human figure was vaguely outlined. The fake master glanced at it, but when he looked again, it was gone. My heart is lifted and comforting myself is all an illusion.
"Master, has it been solved now? Has he left?" Song Yan asked.
"He has left. Madam, just remember to burn more paper."
Song Yan nodded, then took out the bank card he had prepared in advance and handed it to the fake master. At this moment, Qi Yuan waved his hand very kindly, and the wind started to blow loudly in front of the window again.
"Using my money to hire someone to kill me, Song Yan, you are really not afraid of losing your heart." Qi Yuan said with a sneer.
This cold voice made both Song Yan and Qi Sheng stunned on the spot, and Song Yan hid directly behind Qi Sheng.
"Ayuan is not like this, please listen to my explanation."
Song Yan's words were only met with a sneer, the curtains danced wildly, and Qi Yuan suddenly appeared in front of the three of them.
His face was pale, his expression was cold, and Qi Yuan's eyes were filled with murderous intent. The fake master's hand holding the bank card was trembling. This, this is really a ghost threatening life!
"Master, please get rid of this evil spirit!" Song Yan looked at the fake master as if he was grasping a life-saving straw.
"You took my money and you have to do things for me!"
As soon as Song Yan's words came out, the fake master felt that the bank card in his hand became even hotter. As Song Yan's words came out, Qi Yuan's eyes also fell on the fake master.
The fake master met Qi Yuan's cold eyes. Everyone knew that the previous president of the Qi Group, Qi Yuan, died tragically, but no one had any evidence to believe that he died because of the murder of his own brother. What's more, Qi's parents came out to prove it.
But now the target of this fierce ghost's death is Qi Sheng. This proves that they are his murderers. Otherwise, why would he come to them?
