Dressed like a real daughter, she leads a billionaire CEO to abuse a wealthy family

The image of Guanyin was floating in the smoke and should have been blurry, but in everyone's field of vision, the compassion in Guanyin's eyes was clearly visible.

"Guanyin, Guanyin appears!"

For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded. They all knelt together unconsciously, clasped their hands and worshiped devoutly.

Wu Heng on the side: "..."

He said he didn't believe it, but in the end he worshiped faster than anyone else.

When Guanyin appeared, the three-colored horse in the corner became irritable and restless, running around its glass display case.

Ye Lan took a look and considered the probability of catching it. He turned back to look at Xiao Yunting in the crowd, his eyes were clear and cold, and he asked politely: "Can I help you?"

Almost as soon as she opened her mouth, Xiao Yunting stood up and walked towards her.

The man has a strong aura, and his usual cold aura makes people afraid to look directly at him, but now there is something different.

His eyes were deep and he stared at Ye Lan with frightening concentration.

Ye Lan was stared at by such a burning gaze, and he raised his eyes and looked back with emotion. For a moment, he seemed to have returned to seven years ago, those nights when the yin and yang were separated and could not touch each other. He was looking like this under the moonlight slanting in the west. her.

But then she thought of the bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus soup again, sighed in her heart, and retracted all her emotions, telling herself not to think too much.

When the others arrived, she wiped a drop of blood between the eyebrows of Wu Heng and Xiao Yunting, and opened their eyes for them.

"Did you see that horse? I'll set up a formation later and force it back into the showcase together." Ye Lan motioned for them to look to one side.

Once the eyes of heaven were opened, with just a little inner energy, both Xiao Yunting and Wu Heng could clearly see the extremely difficult three-color horse.

The horse's body is tall and strong, its hair is shiny and smooth, its color is as gorgeous as glaze, its hooves are white with falling flowers flying across the sky, and its breath is pure everywhere.

It's hard to believe that this is something that can harm people.

Ye Lan didn't want to be too rough, so he threw out three red threads and asked the other two people to hold one side each, forming a triangular force posture, and then used the God Binding Curse to drive it back into the body.

Ta-ta, tap-ta.

Call!

The sound of horse hooves was everywhere, and the weapon spirit was covered and ran rampant in the red line. Although they could not escape, the powerful pure aura still caused the three of them to be hit hard.

"Hold on." Ye Lan kept tightening the red line and narrowing the range. The energy accumulated on her fingertips had reached the limit, but her face was still calm and calm. "As long as it goes in, I can seal it."

Only after this can we investigate the cause of everything.

Wu Heng and Xiao Yunting both silently held their ground after hearing this, holding on to the red thread and determined not to let go.

Not far away, people who were still unaware of the situation were frightened when they saw the red line being knocked out of a concave arc again and again. They could even vaguely see the hooves of a three-colored horse in each collision.

"Let me go, Boss Liu, what is it this time? It doesn't look simple." The wealthy businessmen huddled together and did not dare to go.

"I don't know either. Uncle Zheng was harmed by this thing, so I asked Master Ye to come over." Liu Zhixiong's legs were also very weak, and he explained to everyone while trembling.

Everyone scolded him for having no conscience and for not telling him if he was in danger.

Liu Zhixiong retorted confidently this time.

"That is a conspiracy and conspiracy by foreign forces. If it is not eliminated, the whole of Hong Kong will be destroyed."

Everyone fell silent when they thought of the importance of these cultural relics and the possible subsequent traveling exhibition.

Zheng Meiyi also had a complicated expression when she learned the truth. She looked at the thin Ye Lan not far away and couldn't help but regret in her heart.

On the other side, in front of the glass display cabinet.

The red thread seemed to seal the weapon spirit within a few inches.

Call!

Call!

The three-color horse kept neighing and was in a very irritable mood.

Although Ye Lan couldn't bear it, she still strengthened the spell.

The red line immediately emitted bursts of golden light, almost forcing the three-color horse out of its prototype.

"go back!"

Ye Lan shouted sharply, and the red thread was drawn towards the horse's butt again.

Call!

The three-colored horse jumped up, and its big black eyes with curled eyelashes turned back to glare at her. The next second, it jumped into the air and turned into a ball of colorful smoke that dispersed in the air.

Wu Heng and Xiao Yunting felt the resistance on their fingertips loosen, and staggered back a step. When they looked up again, they could no longer find any trace of the thing.

"Senior sister, the weapon spirit has escaped?!" Wu Heng looked around in the air and asked with a frown.

Ye Lan also had a headache. He nodded slightly and said, "Someone must have given it a hint to make it unwilling to return to its original body."

If she didn't go back, she wouldn't be able to find out the problem with the weapon spirit at all.

"Then let's find it first." Wu Heng pursed his lips. He didn't have much fondness for this troublesome beast, but looking at the huge exhibition hall, he couldn't catch even the slightest bit of colored mist this time.

"It's useless. I just invited Guanyin to sit down. The breath is still there, so it can't stay in the air." Ye Lan shook his head and explained the purpose of inviting Guanyin.

Evil spirits have their own exorcism spells to deal with evil spirits, and like some mountain goblins, the breath is pure before they cause evil thoughts in people. Ordinary spells are useless, so you can only use higher-level divine breath to frighten them.

The weapon spirit is afraid of the lingering smell of Guanyin and does not dare to stay outside.

"If it's not in the air, then it..." Wu Heng paused mid-sentence because he had already thought of a possibility, and it was the only possibility.

The three people in front of the showcase all turned their attention to the large crowd.

Looking at the guests crowded together, Ye Lan sighed and said to Liu Zhixiong: "We need to clear a space and conduct personnel inspections."

When Liu Zhixiong heard this, he immediately trembled and came to his senses.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."

He nodded like a fool, turned around and asked Zheng Meiyi to open the door and call someone.

"Uncle Liu, do you know how much panic this will cause and how disastrous it will be to this exhibition?" Zheng Meiyi's tone was difficult and her expression was uglier than crying. She could not agree to this order in any case.

Everyone present is not a fool. Once the investigation is announced, it is a disguised notification to the guests that some of them have been possessed by the spirit of the weapon. Not to mention that the charity auction will be held smoothly, even if these people are not offended afterward, it will be considered a good thing.

So she insisted that Ye Lan find a way to deal with it on his own.

"Since you are a master, you should have a way. Later I will announce that the exhibition will continue as usual. The thing has been subdued. If she wants to catch it, she can catch it secretly."

"How can this be possible?!" Liu Zhixiong was anxious and tried to explain the truth to her, the dangers, and that all Ye Lan's actions were based on the overall situation.

Zheng Meiyi dismissed it, "She is so capable, so she should also consider my situation."

"This..." Liu Zhixiong was distressed when he saw her lack of food and salt. When he was thinking about what to do, he heard a deep and steady voice.

"Meiyi, is this the time for you to act nonsense?"

Zheng Meiyi turned around suddenly, with a look of surprise on her face, "Grandpa, are you feeling well?"

Obviously before the show started, my grandpa looked like he was terminally ill and needed to use a wheelchair, but now I saw that he moved freely and spoke with great energy.

Uncle Zheng walked up to the crowd, straightened the Tang suit he had just changed into, looked at his granddaughter and frowned and said, "This is all thanks to Master Ye's treatment."