Mr. Xie, please respect yourself! I am your grandfather's ancestor.

The autumn rain in Jinghai City came particularly late this year.

Si Tong didn't like rainy days, so he stayed in his room and drew talismans.

Many people have added her in recent days, but they were all problems that could be solved in minutes. Now some people have begun to come to buy her talismans.

So if she has nothing to do now, she will draw more and save them.

The phone on the table vibrated twice. Si Tong put down the wolf-hair brush in her hand and leaned back in her chair. She picked it up and took a look. It was a message from Fan Shilin.

[Ms. Si, last month's salary and the bonus from the Qingyuan City Ghost have all been deposited into your account. Please check.]

Si Tong raised the corners of his lips and replied, "Director Fan, I told you to just call me Si Tong."

[Okay, Miss Si Tong! ]

Si Tong's smile disappeared: "......"

He tapped his fingers twice and replied, "Yeah."

After exiting the chat interface, she opened her bank account. The orders for the past half month plus the salary and bonus that came in from the 709th Bureau today made up a total of million.

She sent all the money directly to Xie Junyan, [Please check 2.6 million, there are still 32 million left! ]

[Yes, I see. I will take you to the airport the day after tomorrow.]

She will go to Yi City the day after tomorrow because she has taken a job and the client is from there and she needs to go there. After all, one can only look at the feng shui more accurately by going to the site.

[No need, it’s not like the Lu family’s driver can’t find your private airport.]

【I want to give it to you. 】

Si Tong has become accustomed to Xie Junyan's direct attacks.

Since the last time she said that to him, he has redefined himself to a certain position.

A position between being a lover but not quite a lover.

And he was quite adaptable. Slowly, little by little, he tested her bottom line, and then pressed on!

If you don’t know, you might think he is already her boyfriend.

Si Tong shook his head helplessly, but the corners of his lips curled up even higher.

She replied with a slender finger: [Okay, then come pick me up the day after tomorrow.]

Putting down his phone, Si Tong picked up his pen again to continue drawing the unfinished amulet.

She continued to paint where the previous stroke was left off. As her pen tip moved down, a faint golden light flowed out and automatically filled in the spiritual energy at the connection.

Any mystic seeing this scene would be amazed.

As we all know, talismans must be drawn in one go. If they are broken, they will become useless.

After Si Tong had been painting for half an hour, a loud thunder sounded in the sky.

She tutted her tongue impatiently, then put away her brush while muttering, "I'm so annoyed. I can't even draw for a little longer! I won't draw anymore. I won't draw anymore. Just hold back your anger!"

There is too little spiritual energy in modern times. The talismans she drew were all infused with spiritual energy and a trace of spiritual power, so drawing too many would bring about a thunder disaster.

In fact, if the talisman is only injected with spiritual energy but not spiritual power, it will not cause such a reaction.

But there is no way, this is Si Tong's habit.

If she only injected spiritual energy, she might not be able to paint anymore?

Anyway, I'm just not used to drawing talismans that way.

Rather lack rather than abuse.

He casually rolled up the talisman paper on the table and put it into his bracelet, then looked up at the weather outside.

The rain hasn't stopped yet.

She changed her clothes and went downstairs.

I have been living in the Lu family for more than twenty days, and the last round of living will begin in ten days.

This time, the old men drew lots again.

The Lu family's "shitty luck" deserves the first place.

So she had to stay in the Lu family for another month.

Fortunately, Lu Yuyue will be back in half a month, and the Lu family won’t be so deserted anymore.

Of course, staying in the Lu family is not too lonely. After all, with a naughty boy like Lu Heng around, Si Tong will not feel too bored.

Besides, Xie Jinzhuo and Bai Zian would take her out to have fun when they had nothing to do.

Now Si Tong in Jinghai City is familiar with everywhere.

In less than twenty days it will be Mr. Xie’s 80th birthday.

Lu Yuyue came back just for this matter. The exchange meeting on her side has not been completed yet, so she still has to go back after attending Mr. Xie’s birthday party.

When I went downstairs, Mr. Lu was also in the living room on the first floor, but he was not inside the house. Instead, he took a small stool and sat at the door.

The door was open and he was there with his head down, mumbling something.

Si Tong walked around the extended European leather sofa to the door and looked past him to see what he was doing.

Mr. Lu was working so hard that he didn't notice that there was someone standing behind him.

The carving knife scratched on a large piece of small-leaf red sandalwood again and again.

Si Tong was curious about what he was going to carve, and she stood there patiently watching for a while.

As a result, after twenty minutes, the small-leaf sandalwood had become thinner, but no rough shape was seen.

So Si Tong couldn't help but ask, "What are you going to carve?"

The "sudden" sound scared Mr. Lu so much that he almost jumped up.

"Oh my god, Old Ancestor, you scared me to death. Ah, you're talking about this. Isn't it that Senior Brother Xie is going to celebrate his 80th birthday? I've given him all the gifts I should have given him, and there's nothing left to give him, so I thought of carving a big birthday peach for him myself, and engraving the peace charm created by our Xuanyue Temple on it. Hehe, Old Ancestor, what do you think of my idea? Isn't it novel?"

Mr. Lu's eyes were full of anticipation, waiting for Si Tong to praise him.

He looked at the small-leaf red sandalwood on the ground and then at Mr. Lu's expectant expression.

Forget it, he is too old, so I won’t hit him.

So, she tried hard to put on a smile that she thought was kind, "Not bad, not bad, very good, very good!"

"..." Mr. Lu's mouth twitched. Your acting skills are not as good as those vase stars in their company.

"Then I'd better give you something else." Mr. Lu said with a pout.

Si Tong didn’t know how to comfort anyone, so he shrugged and turned away.

As I walked, I kept complaining about my lousy mouth. I really don't know how to talk!

......

This autumn rain didn't stop for many days in a row. It wasn't heavy, just a drizzle, but the sky didn't clear up.

Si Tong stared at the windshield wipers in front of the Bugatti and frowned.

She always felt something was wrong today.

However, fortune tellers do not tell fortunes for themselves.

So even if she opened her third eye, she still couldn't see anything.

The light was red, Xie Junyan stepped on the brakes and the car slowly stopped within the white line.

As if he noticed something was wrong with Si Tong, he asked her, "What's wrong?"

Si Tong did not hide it and expressed his feelings.

"But it shouldn't be a problem. I just feel that this order is not just about Feng Shui. It may be mixed with some other things. We'll have to wait and see the details when the time comes."

Xie Junyan frowned, "No information about that person?"