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Sheng Baiyi was inexplicably dizzy, Ms. Shen was terrified, Yuan Zhou and Wen Shao also rushed in immediately, and after emergency treatment, they were sent to the hospital

Master Sheng Jiu is ill——

This news spread across Nanyang with lightning speed, many people begged Sheng Baiyi to be good, and many people wanted him to suffer from a serious disease and die.

He is the king of Nanyang. Once the god who suppresses demons is gone, Nanyang will have a group of demons dancing wildly!

Sheng Baiyi's examination came out soon, and everything was normal. If it was normal, why did he suddenly faint, and he couldn't wake up because he couldn't find the cause of the fainting?

"Madam, do you want to contact Miss Hua?" Sheng Baiyi fainted, and many things were forced to stop. Except for Yuan Zhou, Wen Shao, and Bai Qing who had been helping Sheng Baiyi manage a lot of affairs, Ms. Shen was the backbone.

Shen Qinghuang was sitting by the bed, holding Sheng Baiyi's hand, "Don't disturb Qingsi first, as the incident may cause a series of reactions."

"Mingrui is in the south of the Yangtze River. It's safe to protect Qing Si, but I'm afraid that the news will spread like wildfire and spread to the Eastern Capital, causing chaos."

"But Master Jiu is in this situation now?" Yuan Zhou stomped his feet anxiously. They are not doctors who have no right to speak, and doctors can't do anything.

A person with normal indicators can't wake up after fainting.

"Ma'am, Master Jiu must have bumped into something evil!" Yuan Zhou has always had a big brain, and Nanyang believes in these things, otherwise Yuan Zhou would not go quietly to pray for Sheng Baiyi every Qixi Festival.

"Crash into evil spirits?" Shen Qinghuang also believes, and she has always believed in a goddess that only Nanyang people would worship. I don't know the origin of the goddess. It is rumored that the goddess of Wushan has always guarded the sea of ​​Nanyang, protecting people who went fishing in the sea in the early years The fishermen are not disturbed by the Kraken, and now they are begging for a peaceful country in Nanyang.

The so-called urgent medical treatment, many people will always think of other ways when they can't understand it under normal circumstances.

"I'm going to the Goddess Temple now, I'm going now..."

"Bai Qing, Yuanzhou, you stay at the hospital. No one can come to the hospital except me. Whether it's medicine or examination, take Dr. Wu with you. Xiaobai was kind to the Wu family in the early years, and his daughter and wife have reasons for it." Being pinched in my hands, I guess he wouldn't dare to mess around!"

"If Qing Si calls, you say that Xiaobai will accompany me to fast and bathe in the temple for a few days, and that I can't communicate with the outside world, and the news will crush me to death!"

"Madam, don't worry, we will take good care of Master Jiu."

Wen Shao was contacting outside, afraid that many people would jump out and make trouble at this time, Shen Qinghuang absolutely must not have any more troubles.

Soon, Shen Qingyong and Wen Shao rushed to the Goddess Temple. The hostess, Master Qinglian, received Shen Qingyong.

But it's very strange, no matter how Shen Qing glaze is lit, the three pillars of fragrance can only burn for a few seconds before going out naturally.

This situation is very bad!

Shen Qingyu was so frightened that she was so frightened that she knelt down in front of the Goddess Temple. It is no exaggeration to say that today's Nanyang has a lot of credit for being able to live in white clothes. Nanyang has long been rumored.

How did Master Sheng Jiu come to power?

Killing brothers and fathers is violent and inhumane.

"Goddess again, Shen Qingyong hereby begs the goddess to protect my son Bai Yi to wake up safely, and Shen Qingyong is willing to bear all the debts, and begs the goddess to show her sanctity and save Bai Yi from danger."

"Goddess, please keep the white clothes safe."

No matter how much Shen Qinghuang kowtowed and begged, the three pillars of fragrance just couldn't be lit, and the strangest mage Qinglian was helping to recite scriptures and pray for blessings, and the prayer beads that had been there for many years were broken!

All the signs showed that the Goddess did not want to protect and bless Sheng Baiyi who was stained with too much blood!He owed too many sinful debts in the world, and he could not be blessed and forgiven by the gods!

"Ms. Shen." Master Qinglian stepped forward to support her, "The Goddess has already given a lot of hints, I'm afraid Mr. Sheng will be in danger this time."

"You might as well go back to the hospital to accompany Mr. Sheng earlier."

That's all Master Qinglian said, not only drove away Shen Qinghuang and Wen Shao, but also turned away the endless stream of pilgrims.

The Goddess Temple will be closed from today.

Sheng Baiyi fell into a coma like this, no matter how much the news was suppressed, it still spread to Dongdu, and spread to many places...

Only Jiangnan is still a pure land.

No matter how many days in a row, Sheng Baiyi didn't contact or give any orders. Hua Qingsi felt strange, and Ming Rui also felt strange.

On the fifth day of the new year, after all the relatives of the Hua family came to visit, Hua Qingsi had some free time. Which of the relatives who came to visit these days did not ask a question, who was the person who confessed his love on New Year's Eve, no matter how good Hua Qingsi was Upbringing was also disturbed tirelessly.

"Miss Hua." Ming Rui waited at the door, and saw her come up to pick her up with something in her arms.

Hua Qingsi said thank you, and asked him after getting in the car, "Has brother Jiu contacted you these days?"

"No, but I asked Nanyang. Madam took Jiuye to the Goddess Temple to fast and bathe. During this period, you can't communicate with the outside world."

"Madam believes in gods, and she goes there several times a year."

Hua Qingsi was relieved when he said that, straightened his skirt and said with a smile.

"It's good that Brother Nine is fine."

"Miss Hua, this is something. The box is very delicate." The black box is wrapped with a layer of silk cloth, the first-class fabric, and a corner of the black box is exposed. The material is rare and extraordinary.

"An antique short dagger handed down by our ancestors in the Hua family. I plan to ask the seniors for advice. If the hostility is not serious, I plan to give it to Brother Jiu."

There is still a long way to go, and there is nothing to do, so Hua Qingsi chatted with Ming Rui first.

"Master Jiu prefers to collect antiques."

Hua Qingsi pursed her lips and smiled, she was doing what she wanted.

"I have a party with Ye Ran tonight." Hua Qingsi said.

Ming Rui responded, "Miss Hua doesn't want me to follow?"

"Two girls, talk privately. I'm afraid it's unrealistic to tell you not to follow. Just follow from a distance and don't affect the conversation between our girls."

There are always things and words that Hua Qingsi doesn't want others to know.

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

The car drove for more than 50 minutes and stopped at an elegant house. The owner of this house was surnamed Mao. He was a well-known expert in antique appreciation in the circle and a representative figure at the national level.

This still delays the Murong family's relationship to have the opportunity to meet.

"I'll accompany you in."

This is a private house, without any arrangement, Mingrui can't rest assured.

"it is good."

After Hua Qingsi declared himself at home, servants came to greet them and lead them all the way to the study. At that time, Professor Mao was appreciating a calligraphy and painting, and his study was full of all kinds of antiques.

"Sir, the third miss of the Hua family is here."

Professor Mao looked very seriously, wearing a handbag and holding a magnifying glass, leaning over in front of the calligraphy and painting to carefully screen them bit by bit.

"Third miss, please sit down. My husband still has a while. I'll serve you a cup of tea first. See what you want to drink."

Hua Qingsi nodded his head in thanks, "If you're welcome, please do as you please."

Ming Rui stood behind Hua Qingsi, holding the box for a long time, leaned over and whispered to her, "This room is probably full of authentic works."

"..."

So much, how rich Professor Mao must be!

"Why, do you know each other?" I thought Professor Mao was too selfless, but I didn't expect Ming Rui's very small sound to be heard by him?

At this time, Professor Mao turned his head. He had white hair and was wearing plain clothes. He was energetic and imposing. He was the kind of person who knew that he was very knowledgeable at the first glance.

Mingrui nodded slightly, neither humble nor condescending, "Just to make you laugh, my husband also likes to collect, but he doesn't like porcelain vases, antique calligraphy and paintings, he prefers weapons."

"Who is your husband?"

Ming Rui just smiled and didn't answer.

Feeling his pride, Professor Mao snorted, put down his feet and walked to the desk, "I heard that you have something handed down by your ancestors for me to see?"

Hua Qingsi stood up and was just about to speak when a servant brought in tea. After a moment of interruption, Hua Qingsi said, "There is indeed something, and I would like to ask Professor Mao to hold your eye."

"Ask me for an auction?"

I've seen too many people like this, and they smell like money, Professor Mao doesn't like them.

Hua Qingsi shook his head, hooked his ears and hair, was gentle and elegant, and generous, "No, I just want to know the origin and story, this is a gift for my boyfriend."

Professor Mao looked at Hua Qingsi and Ming Rui, "Your boyfriend is the so-called Mr. He said, right?"

"Yes, Professor Mao."

"If you don't sell antiques, would you be willing to give them away?" Professor Mao took a sip of tea.

"The most important thing is that my boyfriend likes it. If he likes it, a stone on the side of the road is worth tens of thousands of gold. If he doesn't like it, it's just an object to me."

"I know Professor Mao's rules. If my things appear at any auction site after you have seen them, or are listed for sale on the black market, I will not change my name or surname at the time of Hua Qing Temple. I will provide Professor Mao to Hua's house for advice at any time. "

Professor Mao didn't speak for a while, and turned around to look at Hua Qingsi again.

"Jiangnan's No.1 Yuan, the third miss of the Hua family, is really different. Since you are here to see something from me, please stop gossip and bring me here."

"It's your job."

Mingrui came over with the box in his arms and put it on the place designated by Professor Mao. The fine silk slipped off, and the box alone made Professor Mao change his face instantly.

"Tsk, this box...is a rare item!"

When encountering something good, Professor Mao's DNA moved. He put on his gloves again, picked up a magnifying glass, and observed it very carefully.

"This workmanship is also really rare, and it is the first time I have encountered it after decades of appreciation."

Hua Qingsi followed with light steps, "The things are in the box."

Professor Mao nodded without saying a word, just looked at the box for half an hour, and said some words that Hua Qingsi could not understand from time to time.

What are the "records in ancient books" and what are the "mythical stories" anyway, it is very confusing.

Half an hour later, Professor Mao was finally willing to open the box. As the box was opened, the short dagger lying quietly inside was swept away with a cold light.

click-

What a miracle, the two cups of hot tea brought by the servant were broken!

"you……"

In this world, there are really many things that ordinary people cannot explain.

Professor Mao's hand that was about to touch the short dagger barely stopped, and he withdrew it abruptly, turning his head to stare at Hua Qingsi, "Is this thing passed down by your Hua family ancestor?"

"Yes."

"Nobody opened it?"

Hua Qingsi frowned and thought carefully, "It should have been opened, but the family members couldn't see why, so they kept it at the bottom of the box."

"My boyfriend likes it, so I just took it out. It should be the first time to recruit people for appraisal."

"Miss San." Professor Mao took two steps back with a serious expression, "I'm afraid this object has an extraordinary origin, and this object is an antique with spirit. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it down."

"If you want, take the things back first, and I'll ask for you to see if anyone is willing to come to Jiangnan. I'll make you laugh, I'm so ignorant that I can't understand this thing."

Talented and poorly learned, it is a word that has nothing to do with Professor Mao.

Hua Qingsi had more doubts in his heart, glanced into the box and said 'ah', and took a few steps forward to pick up the short dagger without any fuss.

"A few days ago, I saw that the blade was silver-white, why is it red now!"

Professor Mao frowned, "What do you mean?"

"This is the blade." Hua Qingsi caressed, quickly took out the phone, and found the photo, "Look, it was silver when the photo was taken, but now..."

Now the entire blade is red, not made of any steel, but like a piece of jade, a very fine jade, when held up to the light, there is only faint light shining through the blade.

This matter is very mysterious, and it is also very mysterious to be said.

Professor Mao doesn't believe that Hua Qingsi is okay, but Mingrui has known Hua Qingsi very well for so long, and she will not easily lie about this kind of thing.

"Can I, take some pictures?"

"can."

Professor Mao took a lot of photos of the short dagger with his mobile phone, "I will contact my friend as soon as possible, and I will give you an answer when the time comes. But Miss San, listen to me, this thing...is very weird, it's better not to touch it."

Professor Mao couldn't tell the reason, so he had to leave for the time being.

And Ye Ran has invited her to parties many times, it is not good to miss the appointment again, there is no other way but to ask Mingrui to send him to the destination first, and then ask Mingrui to send the things back to Hua's house for grandma to keep.

The place Ye Ran made an appointment with is a private club near the suburbs. The environment is very good and the privacy is strong. Many famous ladies like to have parties there.

Hua Qingsi had been there before, and he didn't think there was anything wrong.

"Ah Shan, stay and take care of Miss Hua, I'll be back in a while."

Hua Qingsi has already entered the clubhouse, and the waiters in the clubhouse can call out all those who are high-ranking and famous in the south of the Yangtze River, and they will lead her to the box when they know that she has an appointment with Ye Ran.

She thought Ye Ran was in a spa or something, but she just ordered a pot of tea, sat quietly on the sofa, and was watching a movie.

The temperature in the private room was high, so Hua Qingsi took off her coat as soon as she entered, and the thin jeans fully revealed the beauty of her legs.

"Why are you drinking tea alone? I'm sorry to keep you waiting. Something happened on the way and I was delayed for a while."

Ye Ran was not in a high mood, and greeted her to take a seat, "It's okay, I have nothing to do anyway, I just feel bored and want to ask you out to talk."

"I know the Hua family has been very busy these two days, so I keep asking you out. I'm really sorry."

Ye Ran poured her tea, it cost money for a pot, and it smelled very fresh.

"Thank you." Hua Qingsi put the phone aside, picked up the teacup, and looked around the box, "Why didn't you call Qiao Ying together, she hasn't come back from her hometown yet?"

Ye Ran lowered her head and fiddled with the bracelet on her wrist absently, "Qiao Ying didn't go back to her hometown this year, she went to Xichuan."

This is the first time Hua Qingsi has heard of Xichuan.

"Why, does Qiao Ying have a job in Xichuan?"

"No, Qiao Ying's... her boyfriend is from there, and they will accompany her during the Chinese New Year."

Hua Qingsi always felt that Ye Ran was in a bad mood and lost his mind, so he put down his teacup and asked her, "Ran Ran, what's wrong with you? Is there anything I can do to help?"

It's not like the usual Ye Ran who is laughing and joking, it's too dull.

There was a moment of silence in the box.

Ye Ran suddenly looked at her, "Yes, can you find a way to help me kill Feng Yecheng!"

Feng Yecheng, Ye Ran's husband, the second young master of the Feng family, was the one who pursued Ye Ran infatuatedly back then, causing an uproar in half of Jiangnan.

At that time, Hua Qingsi reminded her: Although the Feng family has a good family background, the two young masters of the Feng family are not good people. If you insist on marrying, you must protect yourself.

The smile on Hua Qingsi's face faded, and he dialed his watch subconsciously, "What did Feng Yecheng do to you to make you so decisive?"