Chapter 99 Qixi’s business! The madman of the Wang family

The next day, Zhang Fan came to the company very early.

Last night, he captured some clues about the Wuwei Sect through the fragments of Wang Xuanqing’s soul.

Wang Xuanqing’s [Binding the Soul] did have some origins, but his soul was either in fragments or had been tampered with, so the key memories were a gray starlight that could not be seen clearly at all.

However, there is one thing that Zhang Fan can be sure of, that Wang Xuanqing has definitely had contact with Wuwei Sect.

During the incident ten years ago, Zhang Fan encountered a dark night, and there were also masters from Wuwei Sect present at that time.

Ever since he came down from Zhenwu Mountain, he has also dealt with the Thirteen Zodiac Signs of Wuwei Sect. He seems to have an inexplicable fate with this generation.

Now that Zhang Lingzong’s whereabouts are unknown and the evil god’s whereabouts are unknown, Zhang Fan can only start from these monsters if he wants to know the truth of ten years ago.

Therefore, he took great pains to explore the fragments of Wang Xuanqing’s soul. Although he missed the key, he did not gain nothing.

“Xiong Qianxing fell into his hands. There was another person that night…” Zhang Fan thought thoughtfully.

“Wang Xuanmiao!”

This name was the most important information he had. If he guessed correctly, this woman should also have mastered the Wuwei Sect’s [Soul Binding] method.

“I have to take a day off today and leave early.”

As soon as he entered the company, Zhang Fan saw that everyone had arrived earlier than him and was already busy with their own work.

There was a pile of talisman papers on the table in front of Jiang Hu. He was bent over, writing quickly and carving talismans.

Wen He is like the big sister next door, providing thoughtful logistics support for everyone, with soy milk, coffee, steamed buns, fried dough sticks, pancakes, egg burgers… everything you need.

Even Jiang Lai stood silently by the side, quietly grinding ink for Jiang Hulu.

“What’s going on?” Zhang Fan couldn’t help but ask.

“Fanfan, coffee or soy milk? Buns or pancakes?” Wen He asked attentively with a warm smile on her pretty face.

“Sister Wen, I’ve eaten. What are you doing?” Zhang Fan asked again.

“Isn’t tomorrow the Chinese Valentine’s Day? Draw some [Hehe Fu] to generate revenue for the company.” Jiang Hulu said without even raising his head.

“The Hehe Talisman!?”

Zhang Fan knew that the Shangqing Sect of Maoshan did have such a talisman. It was said that once it was refined and hung on the head of the bed, even an eighty-year-old bachelor would be able to find true love overnight.

If you are a couple, putting this talisman under your pillow can help you resolve grudges and maintain love and harmony.

“But can’t ordinary talisman ink be used for the [Hehe Talisman]?”

Ever since Zhang Fan swallowed the [Evil God], his knowledge and experience have greatly improved, so he naturally knows how to refine this kind of talisman.

The ink used to refine the [Hehe Fu] is extremely special, and it requires pollen from an extremely rare flower…

This flower is called [Higanbana].

There is a record in “Nanyang Strange Records”.

There was a remote mountain village in Futu County in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. There was a girl in the village named Jiao’e. She was very beautiful since she was a child. Before she reached adulthood, matchmakers from the neighborhood had already knocked on the door of her house. People said that she would have a good home in the future.

When she was twelve years old, Jiao’e went into the mountains to collect herbs and saw a rare flower. The flower bloomed for a moment, then withered and died, never to be seen again.

She was surprised and wanted to pick the flower, but when she got closer, the flower had disappeared. That night, Jiao’e fell seriously ill with a high fever and it took her more than half a month to recover.

From then on, she had a dream every night. In the dream, a man came to meet her and there was a faint bloodstain on the man’s forehead.

Over time, they fell in love, and their longing for each other grew deep and their love lasted forever.

A few years later, Jiao’e reached the age for marriage, but she refused to marry anyone else until her death, saying that God had already arranged her marriage and she was willing to wait for that man to appear.

Everyone thought she was crazy and gradually distanced themselves from her. Many years later, Jiao’e’s parents passed away with hatred in their hearts, and she was still alone. The man never showed up, but just came to meet her every night.

Just like that, time was merciless, and the beautiful girl grew old and her beauty was no longer there. That day, a baby boy was born in the village, and his cry was as loud as a bell.

Jiao’e came and saw the baby boy. There was a faint bloodstain on his forehead.

Jiao’e’s eyes were blurred with tears and she died that night.

Later, this matter spread. Some people said that the strange flower that Jiao’e saw when she was young was called Red Spider Lily, and it was said to be born beside the Yellow Springs Road. Men and women in the world were originally a pair, but after walking through the Yellow Springs Road and seeing the Red Spider Lily, they would never see each other again in their next life.

That flower was not supposed to appear in the world, but Jiao’e encountered it and that’s how she met her destined person, but they eventually missed each other.

The flowers and leaves will never see each other, and they will miss each other but be lost forever. This is the wonder of [Higanbana]. However, its pollen is the most auspicious thing in the world. If you use it to turn into ink and carve [Hehe Fu], it will have the miraculous effect of bringing men and women together.

“Oh my god, Hulu, you really are a Taoist priest from Mount Mao. You can even get the red spider lily for you?”

Zhang Fan knew that the [Higanbana] only existed in legends. In ancient times, it might be found occasionally in deep mountains and swamps, such as next to the Yellow Spring in the Xiong family.

Today, it is almost impossible to find.

Therefore, the [Hehe Talisman] of Maoshan is also difficult to draw.

Zhang Fan didn’t expect that Jiang Hulu was so capable that he could even find the long-lost [Higanbana].

“Where did you find it?” Zhang Fan couldn’t help but ask.

“Downstairs.” Jiang Hulu replied without even raising his head.

“Downstairs?” Zhang Fan was stunned. “Where is downstairs? How could I find the red spider lily?”

“There are dogtail flowers in the flower bed downstairs.”

“Ah!? Dogtail grass?” Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and his expression became strange.

“Where can we find [Red Spider Lily] these days? Even if we can find it, how much will it cost?”

Jiang Hu said calmly: “The boss said that it is cost-saving and the meaning is enough. The main purpose is to spread good wishes.”

“How much does this beautiful wish cost?” Zhang Fan couldn’t help but ask.

“One hundred and thirty-one dollars and forty cents.”

“One, three, one, four? A talisman?”

“Could it be a stack?” Jiang Hu took a glance.

“The holidays are the best time to make money.” Jiang Hu said solemnly: “The boss said that if we want to be prosperous, we can’t be too poor.”

“He is truly a role model for our Taoist sect!” Zhang Fan said with narrowed eyes.

“Don’t panic, don’t panic, panic will easily get you hung up on the wall…”

“Don’t be anxious, don’t be anxious, being anxious will only make you invite others to a feast…”

At this moment, a rapid and pleasant ringtone suddenly rang, echoing in the office.

“Don’t worry, don’t worry, worries will go away sooner…”

Jiang Hu put down the talisman pen, took out his cell phone, saw that it was his boss, and quickly answered the call.

“boss……”

“Yes, yes… they are all here… it’s almost there…”

“no problem……”

Jiang Hu smiled and nodded.

“What? This… This might be…”

“Hey, hey, hey…Boss…it’s not…”

Before he could finish his words, a busy tone came from the other end of the phone.

“Grass……”

The smile on Jiang Hu’s face disappeared instantly, and he couldn’t help but greet his cell phone. This was truly a workplace reality…

Laugh in front of people and fuck you behind their backs.

“what’s the situation?”

“The boss said… the boss said…” Jiang Hu hesitated, seeming a little embarrassed.

“What?” “The boss said that everyone should come to the company early tomorrow and wait downstairs of major hotels…”

“What are you waiting for?”

At this moment, even Jiang Lai couldn’t help but ask a question.

“garbage can!”

“what!?”

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, but Wen He smiled slightly, showing an understanding expression.

“What are you doing squatting in the trash can?”

“The boss said, see if anyone has thrown away flowers or gifts, pick them up and take care of them…”

“The Ghost Festival is coming up in a week. I’ll keep some to sell to other people for tomb-sweeping.”

“Fuck… this is too immoral…”

Zhang Fan was completely stunned. In his entire life, he had never seen… no, he had never even heard of such a business genius.

Being in such a company is a disgrace to our ancestors.

“It’s so embarrassing.” Zhang Fan covered his face and shook his head.

“It’s the Chinese Valentine’s Day, and this is also a business opportunity. Some people are intoxicated, some are crying, and some are sleeping with girls in hotels…”

Jiang Hu can understand the various aspects of human life very well.

Faced with the boss’s decision to work overtime tomorrow, Jiang Lai remained silent and returned to his seat, still calm.

Zhang Fan, on the other hand, found it hard to accept. He even felt a bit like Wu Meiniang, who became a widow and lost her mind (Li Zhi).

“I want to take leave.”

“Taking leave now? Where are you going?” Jiang Hu couldn’t help but mutter.

“Do you know where the Beidou Hall is?” Zhang Fan asked back.

He learned from the fragments of Wang Xuanqing’s soul that it was the place where the younger generation of the Wang family practiced Taoism. It was not open to the public at all and few people knew about it.

You should be able to find Wang Xuanmiao there.

“It’s just on the outskirts of the city…that’s the territory of the Wang family of the Baidou sect. I heard that the younger generation of the Wang family spends most of their time practicing martial arts there.” Jiang Hu is indeed an expert in the martial arts world. There is nothing he doesn’t know about the major and minor events in Yujing City.

“Leave early later and take me to see it.”

“What do you want to do?”

Jiang Hu’s expression became extremely alert. Ever since Zhang Fan joined the company, he had felt something was wrong.

When the He family was destroyed at the beginning, he hadn’t thought too much about it.

Later, the Shen family of the Fulu Sect was gone, but Jiang Hu could only be grateful to Zhang Fan for saving his life.

Later, he went to the Xiong family and saw such a big mess that he was locked up for a day and a night. Jiang Hu felt something was wrong.

He thought of the legendary cartoon, Detective Anan.

“Brother, what are you going to do?” Jiang Hu’s voice trembled slightly.

“What’s that expression on your face? I’m not doing anything. I’m just taking a look.”

Zhang Fan glanced at him and patted Jiang Hu’s shoulder.

“That `s a deal.”

“After get off work, see you at Five Spirits Rainbow Light!”

These days, Lao Yu is not here, the boss is not here, Wuling Hongguang has become a bus, anyone who wants to get on it can get on it, and can get on it whenever they want.

……

Yujing City, suburbs.

Beidou Hall.

This is a manor hidden in the mountains. At first glance, it looks a bit like a farmhouse. There is a gurgling stream outside and the fresh air is suitable for recuperation.

At this time, on the empty playground, a group of teenagers aged fifteen or sixteen were practicing Qigong and swinging their fists and feet.

Taoists awaken their primordial spirits, refine inner elixirs, gather true yang, and have physical fitness that surpasses that of ordinary people. Some of them also practice some family kung fu. After all, when fighting with others, they cannot just use magic, but the spirit.

Being so brave and aggressive, there will definitely be disaster.

“Xuan Fei, I heard that you met with the Xiong family and encountered some tough opponents?”

Inside the guild hall, Wang Xuanmiao stood under an ancient scroll painting of the Big Dipper and stopped Wang Xuanfei who had just entered.

“You asked me after you knew that?”

Wang Xuanqing had just died, and Wang Xuanfei was not in a good mood.

“I don’t know exactly who the other party is?” Wang Xuanmiao asked casually.

“The Xiong family has a newcomer named Xiong Ba, who is quite capable. Even Xiong Qianqiu said that if nothing unexpected happens, the Xiong family will probably be passed on to this person in the future.” Wang Xuanfei said in a deep voice.

“Oh? Xiong Ba? He’s not even a direct descendant, but he’s qualified to inherit the Xiong family?” Wang Xuanmiao’s eyes narrowed slightly, as if he remembered the name.

“He was the one who broke Wang Xuanqing’s spell?”

“It’s not him…” Wang Xuanfei shook her head and said, “It’s a young man named Zhang Fan.”

“Zhang Fan? Why haven’t I heard of him? There doesn’t seem to be such a person in Yujing.” Wang Xuanmiao’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a look of deep thought.

From ancient times to the present, among the ten Taoists in the world, nine are surnamed Zhang and one is surnamed Li.

In the past, no matter where a Taoist priest with the surname Zhang went, he could not be ignored.

But ever since the great catastrophe in Taoism eighty years ago, there has been no resurgence of incense in Longhu Mountain, and the Zhang family has also declined and is no longer special.

That’s why Wang Xuanqing dared to say such arrogant words that day: “There is no Zhang in the mountains, and no Li in the Tao.”

“I don’t know him either. It’s indeed Zhang Sheng’s face. He is the helper invited by the Xiong family.” Wang Xuanfei said in a serious tone.

“How did he break Wang Xuanqing’s spell? What kind of Taoist magic did he use?” Wang Xuanmiao asked the key question.

Wang Xuanqing was skilled in the [Soul Binding] technique, but it was broken in public, and he lost even his soul.

So, she was a little panicked, fearing that the other party would notice something and get into trouble, and then she would not be able to stay out of it.

“I didn’t notice it, and my third brother didn’t allow me to pursue it.” Wang Xuanfei shook his head, and Zhang Fan’s figure appeared in his mind.

The only impression that man left on her was that he was unfathomable.

“Why are you asking this? Are you trying to get back at me?”

“Since Third Brother said he won’t pursue the matter, then I won’t pursue it… Besides, Wang Xuanqing is dead, what else can I do?” Wang Xuanmiao said calmly.

“Really? Third brother said you are very secretive.” Wang Xuanfei said meaningfully.

“Third brother, you were just joking. I’m just curious about what kind of powerful person he is who doesn’t even take my Wang family seriously.” Wang Xuanmiao changed the subject.

“Are you still afraid that he will come and cause trouble?” Wang Xuanfei laughed.

“That’s not the case. After all, this is Beidou Guild Hall, the territory of the Wang family. Even if he has a hundred courages, he wouldn’t dare to come…”

Wang Xuanmiao shook his head and subconsciously looked towards the depths of the guild hall. A terrifying growl came from there, carrying with it a heart-pounding feeling of oppression.

“Besides, there is no place safer than here. As long as this lunatic is here, who dares to act recklessly?”

“If you don’t go crazy, you can’t live!” Wang Xuanfei’s face trembled slightly, and he couldn’t help but look towards the deepest secret room.

Eleven years have passed. Although the man who was known as the most brilliant young man in the Wang family was crazy, his Taoism was very successful and he was so powerful that no one dared to approach him within ten steps.

“Wang Xuangang!!”

(End of this chapter)