With the cannon fodder script in hand, it is easy for the king to change his fate

She also felt that something was going to happen to Fu Yingshu, so she decided to observe him for a while longer.

Taking advantage of this time, she first studied the mystical arts of this world to see if she could find out what Hua Wen had lost, so as to be prepared and avoid any mistakes if she really encountered it.

Dan City Airport.

As they were about to part, Lin Xixi looked at Azhen, hesitant to speak.

But Azhen didn't have time to linger and quickly left.

Zhou Shan was very conscientious. After deciding to be an attendant, he didn't let Azhen touch the luggage again.

Azhen went along with him, and to be honest, his attitude was indeed very pleasant.

“I’ll check the information first. Anyway, he’s right there, he can’t run away,” Azhen said to Huawen inside the jade tablet.

Zhou Shan was taken aback for a moment, but didn't ask any questions. He silently pulled his luggage and followed.

Hua Wen replied, "Thank you, Miss Feng, there's no need to rush."

Just as Azhen returned to the funeral home, she received another call from Feng Luochun.

Most likely, they noticed the situation online, discovered that she actually had some skills, and came to ask what happened.

Azhen walked into the funeral home, holding the phone: "Dad, it's those books left by our ancestors. Ever since you passed on the ancestral jade pendant to me, I've had some new insights. I didn't tell you before because I wanted to give you a surprise. You're out playing all day long, it's perfectly normal that you don't know."

Feng Luochun was somewhat speechless: "Didn't I rush back?"

"Ahem, I've spent most of my life in Dan City. We're finally free, so I'm out having some fun," Feng Luochun explained, then asked with delight, "You can really comprehend it? What's with that jade pendant?"

“It might be an opportunity left by my ancestors, which directly enlightened me.” Azhen said seriously, without blushing or skipping a beat. Even if Feng Luochun stood in front of her, he would not doubt anything. “I guess my ancestors were capable and foresaw this day long ago. They thought that someone with talent would emerge, so they deliberately left a backup plan.”

Feng Luochun had no doubt that there were indeed capable people in the Feng family's ancestors, and that the family genealogy and stories were still preserved to this day.

"Great!" Feng Luochun exclaimed excitedly. "Our ancestors were truly remarkable. I never thought that the Feng family's mystical arts would see the light of day again."

After quickly dealing with Feng Luochun, Azhen took out her computer, selected some videos, and instructed Zhou Shan: "Zhou Shan, learn this first. We might get a lot of orders coming in. Watch the videos and try it out. If you have any questions, ask me."

Zhou Shan got straight to work without hesitation, taking the computer with a very serious expression.

The videos show clients making paper offerings live, and the process isn't fast, so Zhou Shan should be able to learn it.

A-Zhu posted a message saying that the store was open for business, and that the sign on the door was torn off when they came in.

Next, Azhen brought out the ancient books passed down from the Feng family ancestors and slowly flipped through them. In fact, some of the characters were not very clear. But that didn't stump her; she could figure it out with a little deduction.

Last time she only skimmed through a few books without looking at them carefully, but this time she read them more attentively.

As she flipped through it, she copied it out, since it was meant to be shown to her successors in the future.

But she hadn't been open for long when regular customers came in.

"Boss Feng, you're back!" Not everyone pays attention to live streams. This regular customer didn't care about that and just assumed that A-Zhen had something to do before.

Azhen, multitasking, asked, "Choose whatever you want."

After the customer finished selecting their items, A-Zhuang glanced up, gave a price quote, and then the customer scanned the code to pay and left.

Immediately afterwards, A-Zhen took out her phone, edited the price list, and sent it to Zhou Shan's phone: "Zhou Shan, write down the price list."

After agreeing, Zhou Shan continued his research on paper crafting.

At this moment, Hua Wen had already emerged from the jade tablet and was sitting next to A Zhen. He didn't want others to see him; ordinary people couldn't see him.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Hua Wen asked.

Azhen looked up at him with a smile: "Can you do those things?"

"Want me to burn some for you? A paper house, a paper car, or something?"

Hua Wen paused for a moment, then said, "My family burned quite a lot for me."

"However, it's definitely not as nice as the ones here," he added.

Azhen was amused: "If you're interested, you can learn. Go get the materials yourself."

Hua Wen was indeed somewhat interested and wanted to do something to help A-Zhou.

Zhou Shan couldn't hear Hua Wen speaking, but he might hear A Zhen's voice. This time, he was truly certain that there was a ghost beside Boss Feng.

However, he was a practitioner of mystical arts and was not surprised at all. Boss Feng had just killed a half-step Ghost King before.

He noticed that there were paper-making materials floating in mid-air next to Azhen, and thoughtfully reminded her, "Boss Feng, should we draw a curtain or something?"

Upon hearing this, Azhen drew the curtain. It was indeed inappropriate for customers to see this scene in broad daylight, as it could easily frighten them.

In the afternoon, Azhen received a call from Zheng Xiaoming, who knew she had returned to Dan City and asked when she would be free to visit her.

"I haven't been going out lately, so I can come anytime."

She hadn't forgotten that Zheng Xiaoming and she had some connection, so she decided to meet him.

"Can I come over the day after tomorrow morning?" Zheng Xiaoming asked.

They had all watched the subsequent live streams, and besides, there had been quite a stir before; Boss Feng was indeed formidable.

"Okay," Azhen replied, and the two ended the call.

She continued flipping through the ancient book, while Hua Wen beside her was diligently making a paper car, which looked quite good.

In just over a day, Azhen finished copying the ancient book.

However, no information related to the flower smell was found above.

She looked up at Zhou Shan, who was still diligently making paper offerings, and suddenly asked, "Zhou Shan, let me ask you something. There are some people who always encounter evil spirits when they are young, and their health is not very good. It is said that they have an evil bone in their body that attracts evil spirits. After it is removed, they will no longer encounter those evil spirits. After it was removed, they really did not attract those evil spirits."

"Have you ever heard of such a thing? That evil bone is really an evil bone, and not something else?"

A-Zhu had only asked the question on a whim, but Zhou Shan's eyes suddenly widened and he stopped what he was doing.

“Boss Feng, I once saw something like this in a book about metaphysics,” Zhou Shan said, approaching Azhen. “If what you say is true, Boss Feng, this shouldn’t be some kind of evil bone.”

Azhen realized that things were not simple; they probably belonged to an extraordinary setting in this world.

After all, it's related to her little fragment, so it can't be that simple.

Even the fact that this world was able to form into a real world by chance was not because of Wen Song, the so-called male protagonist in the book; the other party did not have such power to support him.

It must be because of the small fragments in her house.

"Tell me what you know." (End of Chapter)