Lord, the black lotus kills the protagonist again! The knife I handed over

"Dad, the scar on your hand... is gone?" Qiu Yang pointed at his father's hand and his eyes widened.

He remembered clearly that his father's hand was cut due to a medical dispute, which dealt a devastating blow to his career.

There are always scars from stitches on my father's hands.

Now these scars have disappeared.

Father Qiu looked at his hands, and then moved his fingers deftly.

He said, "My hand seems... okay?"

After his hand recovered, he was able to carry out his daily life without any problems, but he was no longer able to perform the surgeries that he had previously completed with ease.

"What belongs to you is yours. Why are you so surprised?" Yu Lanxi was calm.

Qiu's mother's cell phone rang, and she saw it was a call from the police station and answered it.

"You said... Liu Yang was caught? Really? Thank you..."

Liu Yang was the partner of Qiu's mother who ran away with the money.

So many years have passed, and Qiu's mother never thought that she could catch the person back.

Moreover, the police revealed on the phone that she had a great chance of recovering the money.

Even though she no longer had any hope, Qiu's mother was still excited to get back what she had lost.

The four members of the Qiu family all looked at Yu Lanxi as if she were a great benefactor.

Yu Lanxi said: "Just transfer the money to my sister."

Lan Zhaozhao quoted a price and took out the payment code for the Qiu family to scan.

The Qiu family thought the price was too affordable and simply gave four times the amount.

If they hadn't met Yu Lanxi, their Qiu family would most likely have ended up in ruin.

Song Company

Song Jiao and several employees were chatting in the tea room.

At work, Song Jiao is a serious person.

Outside of work, he gets along well with his employees and often chats with them in the tea room during his free time.

As they were chatting, Song Jiao suddenly felt the amulet he was wearing getting hot.

When he took it out and took a look, he found that the bright color of the amulet gradually faded and finally turned into ashes.

"Mr. Song, your talisman..."

"It's on fire!" Song Jiao's assistant pointed behind the potted plant, picked up the teapot, and ran towards the potted plant.

Strangely, there was nothing flammable near the potted plants.

What was burning was the soil in the potted plant, which gave off a fishy smell. The color of the flame was also wrong, a color that was red to black.

The assistant's hand shook, and the teapot poured water into the potted plant, but the flame did not go out.

The fire did not go out, nor did it spread, it was still burning.

There was a foul smell in the air, which was disgusting.

When Song Jiao saw this situation, he knew something was wrong.

He immediately called Yu Lanxi: "Master Yu, the color of the amulet you gave me has faded! Can you come over?"

"I'm already at your company, waiting." Yu Lanxi replied.

Song Jiao's face lit up: "Thank you."

Master Yu was truly a master of foresight. Not only did he give him the amulet in advance, he also arrived on time.

Seeing that Mr. Song had called the master, no one dared to get close to the potted plants, but the smell in the air was really unbearable.

Someone sprayed air freshener.

But the air is not fresh at all and can make people dizzy.

In just a moment, Yu Lanxi, Xiao Jinhe and Lan Zhaozhao arrived at the tea room.

As soon as they stepped in, the flames burning in the potted plants went out instantly, and the smell in the air disappeared instantly.

"Master Yu, the stink is gone when you come!" Song Jiao said, "You are worthy of it."

In fact, it was just a coincidence. The things in the potted plants just happened to burn out.

If that is true, it should be because of Xiao Jinhe's physique, and he was blessed by heaven.

Yu Lanxi didn't explain, but wondered: "Then why don't you leave the tea room?"

Song Jiao said: "Maybe the stench has dulled his brain."

The assistant and others wanted to go out, but the boss was still inside smelling the stench, so how could they dare to leave?

"Dig out the things in the potted plants." Yu Lanxi said.

Song Jiao said, "Who's going? The year-end bonus will be increased tenfold."

The assistant rushed out in one swift step.

With ten times the year-end bonus, let alone turning over the potted plants that once smelled like shit, he can even do it even if he is asked to dig out feces!

When the other employees saw the assistant's speed, they thought that it was no wonder that Assistant Zhou had a high salary because he was so efficient.

"It's not a big problem. You do all the moves." Yu Lanxi ordered.

After all the mud was removed, Lan Zhaozhao put on disposable gloves.

Her brother asked her to buy the gloves halfway through the journey, saying that they would be useful.

It is now in use.

Lan Zhaozhao dug out a small wooden box from the mud.

The wooden box was pitch black with a red hue, and you could smell a strong smell of blood. When you opened it, you could see that it was filled with yin-filled mud.

The soil smelled muddy.

If you search inside again, you can find an evil talisman paper.

The talisman paper wrapped around a straw doll soaked in blood. On the paper stuck to the back of the straw doll were Song Jiao's name and date of birth.

Song Jiao stretched his neck and saw his name and date of birth, and he felt terrible.

This is aimed at him!

"Why is the negative energy in this soil so strong?" Lan Zhaozhao asked Yu Lanxi.

Yu Lanxi said: "The soil from the grave, and I found the grave of someone who died suddenly."

"No wonder." Lan Zhaozhao took off his gloves, took out a talisman and stuck it on the wooden box. The burning talisman paper released a faint fragrance of orchid.

Under the effect of the talisman paper, the negative energy on the box gradually dissipated.

"The snacks in Mr. Song's tea room are good, Xiao Xi, try some." Xiao Jinhe made a new pot of tea and poured it for Yu Lanxi, very leisurely.

Song Jiao was very envious of Xiao Jinhe's leisurely appearance.

The company's affairs have not been resolved yet, and he is not in the mood to eat now.

Yu Lanxi sat and drank tea: "This tea is good."

"Xiao Zhou." Song Jiao gave the assistant a look, "Pack a few boxes of tea for Master Yu."

"Okay!" The assistant quickly went to pack the tea.

Yu Lanxi pointed at the potted plant and reminded Song Jiao: "You can watch the surveillance."

Song Jiao came over with a computer and checked the surveillance footage in the tea room.

Hong Yuanjie was seen in the surveillance video. Hong Yuanjie was an employee he had just fired.

The box was buried by Hong Yuanjie.

"These cursed objects should have been placed somewhere closest to you. Either in your home or in your office." Yu Lanxi said, "He probably couldn't get in, so he placed them in the tea room."

"Indeed, everyone in the company knows my habit of coming to the tea room to sit when I have nothing to do." Song Jiao's expression was cold. "This guy treats me like this just because I fired him?"

"No, the straw doll was planted a long time ago. He hates the rich. Of course, with your family background, the doll will have little impact on you unless it is activated." Yu Lanxi said, "You fired him, so he took action and wanted to harm you."