This is a zombie agreement, are you serious?

Anfa had just finished breakfast when the phone rang. He looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Ma Xiaoling calling.

He answered the phone with a smile, and Ma Xiaoling's voice came: "Hello, Anfa, when will the money arrive?"

An Fa smiled slightly and replied, "I will go to Ling Ling Hall to find you right away and bring you some breakfast."

Ma Xiaoling said happily: "Okay, then hurry up, I'll wait for you."

Anfa hung up the phone and stood up.

At this moment, his eyes inadvertently drifted to a corner of the restaurant. There sat a man in a black suit, his eyes sharp, as if he was always paying attention to Anfa.

Anfa felt a little nervous, but he didn't show it. He walked to the service counter and said to the waiter, "Please pack me a bowl of soybean milk and fried dough sticks and a bowl of porridge to take away."

The waiter smiled and nodded, and began to busy himself with packing breakfast.

Not long after, Anfa took the breakfast handed to him by the waiter, said thank you, and then turned and walked towards the restaurant door.

As soon as he walked out of the restaurant, he felt a pair of eyes following him closely. He quickened his pace, crossed the busy street, and came to a small park nearby.

At this moment, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of him. It was the man in the black suit.

He walked up to Anfa and said coldly, "Anfa, we need to talk."

An Fa sneered and said, "I don't know what you are talking about. I don't have time to play with you."

The man in the black suit had a flash of anger in his eyes. He reached out and grabbed Anfa's collar, threatening him, "Don't think that you can change your fate just because you killed Yamamoto Kazuo. No one can change the destined ending."

Anfa was shocked by his words, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He struggled to break free from the man's hand, stepped back a few steps, and looked at him warily.

"You... who are you?" Anfa asked.

The man shook his head and said calmly, "You don't need to know who I am yet. If you want to do it, then come on."

However, I want to tell you that this body is only controlled by my consciousness, and the real me will come to you one day."

After saying that, the man turned and left, leaving Anfa standing there in a daze.

He looked at the man's back, and an inexplicable fear surged in his heart. He knew that the man's words were not groundless. Who was he? Why did he say these words to him?

Come to the Ling Ling Hall.

An Fa stood at the door of Ling Ling Hall, took a deep breath, and tried to calm the anxiety in his heart. He pushed the door open and walked in.

Ma Xiaoling saw An Fei and immediately came over to him, took the breakfast from him, and said with a smile, "Thank you, I'm just hungry."

At the same time, Ma Xiaoling seemed to notice his uneasiness and asked, "What's wrong with you? You look a little nervous."

He tried to put the matter of the man in the black suit behind him and changed the subject: "Have breakfast. By the way, what's your bank account number? I'll transfer the money to you."

When Ma Xiaoling heard that there was money to be collected, she immediately excitedly reported her account number, with a happy and satisfied smile on her face.

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Seeing her like this, Anfa couldn't help but laugh.

Then, he asked the system to spend 1 favorability point to exchange it for cash and transferred the money to Ma Xiaoling's account.

After receiving the transfer, Ma Xiaoling's smile became even brighter. She cheered, "Thank you! I can go shopping this afternoon!"

"Do you want to join us?" Ma Xiaoling invited him.

An Fa hesitated for a moment, but still refused: "No, I have something to do."

"Okay." Ma Xiaoling didn't care.

"By the way, do you know about Master Miaoshan?" Anfa suddenly asked.

Ma Xiaoling shook her head: "I don't know, but I can ask Uncle Qiu for you. He is the descendant of Mao Xiaofang, an orthodox Maoshan Taoist priest."

"Thank you for your help." Anfa knew who Uncle Qiu was, but he still said gratefully.

After Anfa rejected Ma Xiaoling's invitation, he began to observe Lingling Hall carefully.

His eyes were first attracted by a portrait on the wall, which was a portrait of Madonna when she was young, wearing an embroidered dress, elegant and dignified.

She in the painting has deep eyes, as if she can see into people's hearts, and a faint smile on her lips, revealing an indescribable mystery and charm.

Below the portrait, there are three incense sticks with smoke curling around them, offering sacrifice to this deceased predecessor.

Ma Xiaoling noticed that Anfa had been staring at the portrait of her great aunt Madonna, with curiosity and interest flashing in her eyes.

She couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's wrong? That's my great aunt Dana."

Anfa came back to his senses, smiled softly and said, "Nothing, I was just attracted by this portrait. She looks a lot like you."

Ma Xiaoling nodded and said proudly, "Yes, she is a legendary figure in our Ma family. Many people say that we look alike, and we were born from the same appearance."

Anfa was amused by Ma Xiaoling's confident and proud words.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a warm smile, with a happy light in his eyes.

He shook his head slightly and said jokingly, "The genes of your Ma family are so powerful that you can even copy and paste a legendary figure to produce a descendant."

When Ma Xiaoling heard An Fa's teasing, she couldn't help laughing.

She blinked her eyes and said playfully, "Yes, our Ma family has excellent genes. However, I don't want to just copy and paste my great-aunt. I also have my own dreams and pursuits."

Anfa nodded and agreed: "You are right, everyone has their own uniqueness, there is no need to copy others. You are indeed a very amazing and charming girl."

Ma Xiaoling nodded in agreement. She suddenly thought of something and said, "If you need help or want me to make money, you can always come to me."

An Fa smiled slightly to show his understanding. He looked at the time and knew that he should leave.

So he said goodbye to Ma Xiaoling.