The first top lady

Song Yice suddenly remembered that he hadn't brought his bag in, so he turned around and looked at Sheng Kai with a smile, "Brother Kai, my bag is still in the car, can you help me get it?"

"Okay." Sheng Kai agreed readily and turned to leave, but suddenly stopped, looked back at the Guanyin statue in Song Yice's arms and said, "How about letting Guanyin Bodhisattva accompany me?"

He really felt that the yard was a bit eerie and scary.

Song Yice shook his head and clasped his hands tighter, "There are ghosts in this house. I have to ask Guanyin Bodhisattva to protect me. Let my sister go with you."

Shengkai left helplessly.

How could he dare to ask Song Yixuan to accompany him in front of Guan Qian?

Wu Kunyi still came under the eaves with a thick face and said hesitantly: "Master Jin, from the perspective of interests, it doesn't seem to make much difference to you who is the leader of the Black Plow Hall. If my identity as the top of the Huangjinzhou IT Elite List is useful to Qiong Tianyu, please help me solve the current troubles, Master Jin."

Guan Qian looked at the rain and said indifferently: "IT elites are indeed useful." It's a pity that there are too few IT talents available in the forbidden triangle, otherwise he would not have signed Ding Tongyun to help in the technical department.

But on second thought, Song Yixuan knew the elder of the 117 Alliance, and from what Qi Xian said, he was a top figure in the hacker world. If this elder could be used by him, then would he still need Wu Kunyi?

Of course, they may not be willing to condescend to visit the Forbidden City.

Thinking of this, Guan Qian said, "I'll listen to her."

Song Yixuan glanced at him unhappily.

Just throw the problem to her like this?

"Ah..." Song Yixuan crossed his arms and said, "Let my brother play for a while."

After all, this is an internal power struggle within Heilitang. If Song Yice can cure Wulang, then they can wait for Wulang to wake up and resolve the issue among themselves.

Wu Kun was immediately filled with questions. Why did it sound a bit unreliable? Such an important matter was left to Song Yice?

This is different from what she had heard about Song Yixuan's style.

Wu Lang was about to die. She was in no mood to think about it anymore. She returned to her room anxiously and stayed by Wu Lang's bed, crying, "Dad, how are you? I told you that you had done too many wrong things and advised you to quit, but you didn't listen. Now you are getting your comeuppance."

"Master Jin, Miss Song," Hu Quan walked over, his face showing ambition and pride that he could no longer conceal. "I will definitely hold a grand funeral for the hall master, and I will not treat my niece Kunyi badly either. After all, she calls me uncle."

"Tsk! You bad old man! I haven't made a move yet." Song Yice leaned against the door frame and said, "You should go back and pack up and prepare for your own funeral."

Hu Quan stared at Song Yice with evil eyes. If it weren't for Guan Qian and Song Yixin's face, he would have had Song Yice killed long ago.

First he exposed the evil and deadly trap he had set, and then he wanted to break it to save Wu Lang's life. He was simply courting death!

Hu Quan suddenly felt a chill, and when he turned around, he met a pair of cold eyes. The cold rays were as sharp as blades, stabbing into his body.

Song Yixuan said coldly: "What? You want to kill my brother?"

Hu Quan's legs were shaking under his long gown, and he said tremblingly, "No, no, I, how dare I?"

"That's what you thought!" Song Yixuan grabbed Hu Quan's collar and threw him into the heavy rain.

Hu Quan was thin and old, and he had no time to react after being thrown by Song Yixuan with such great force. He crawled for a long time before he could barely stand up.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." Sheng Kai ran back, holding Song Yice's schoolbag in his hand. He quickly glanced at the person in the rain, braked suddenly and turned into the room. He almost fell flat on his face. He couldn't help but cursed, "Fuck you..."

"Your grandmother must be very beautiful." Unexpectedly, he saw Wu Kunyi when he looked up. Sheng Kai immediately changed his words, then walked around Wu Kunyi and came to Song Yice. He handed the bag with one hand and hooked his other hand, saying, "The bag is for you, and the Buddha is for me."

Song Yice put the statue of Guanyin into Shengkai's arms, took the schoolbag and threw it over his shoulder, then walked towards Wu Lang's bed in a very casual manner.

He took Wu Lang's pulse for a while. There was no worry on his face, only a smile that was getting deeper and deeper.

I never expected that I would encounter such a rare case. It seems that this country’s efforts were not in vain.

Finally, I don’t have to practice on small animals anymore.

When Wu Kun saw Song Yice picking up an extremely thin and long silver needle, he couldn't help but gasp and wanted to step forward worriedly.

Sheng Kai, who was standing by, reached out and stopped the man, "Trust him."

Even he had never seen Song Yice's medical skills.

"I..." Wu Kunyi was unsure.

Sheng Kai said bluntly: "You don't have anyone else to trust, right?"

Wu Kunyi slowly lowered his eyelashes and pulled the corners of his mouth bitterly.

For her, there was nothing in the Forbidden City worth her staying for, and she might not care about Heilitang, but her father who tried his best to protect her could not die in such an unclear way.

"I can trust you!" Wu Kun took two steps forward and looked at Song Yi and said, "Can you tell me what disease he has?"

Song Yice gently twisted the silver needle and quickly inserted it into Wu Lang's acupuncture point, saying lightly, "Ghost disease."

“Ghost…” Shengkai’s hands trembled as he held the Guanyin statue. “Hey, is this true? Don’t scare me.”

"Of course it's true!" Song Yice suddenly became interested. He withdrew his hand that was about to insert the needle and began to explain it to Sheng Kai and Wu Kunyi incessantly.

"Look, first of all, there is something wrong with the Feng Shui of your Heili Hall. It has attracted many ghosts. The winding corridors inside are like a maze, easy to enter but difficult to exit, so all the ghosts are trapped inside. And this courtyard is the place with the heaviest yin energy. Over time, people living inside will definitely have problems."

"Yes, there are a few ghosts." Sheng Kai hurriedly held up the Guanyin Bodhisattva in front of himself and looked around the room carefully.

"I don't know." Song Yice shook his head, "But if there is, it's on him."

Otherwise, how could Wu Lang get sick?

"Should we ask a magician or a Taoist priest to come and catch ghosts?" Wu Kunyi no longer cared about whether it was scientific or materialistic. "Should we ask them to catch ghosts?"

"There's no need to catch ghosts." Song Yice put down the silver needle and took out a tortoise shell and copper coins from his bag. "This is the karma he brought upon himself. Although it was someone else who set up the formation, if he didn't kill anyone, those wronged spirits wouldn't blame him."

Wu Kunyi probably understood. Just like what she had just said about retribution, these ghosts did not come to Wu Lang for no reason.

"Then...how can we drive them away?" Wu Kunyi's tone was obviously three points weaker. She knew what Heilitang did, and she knew even more about the bloodshed on Wu Lang's hands. These wronged souls were probably innocent, and she didn't want to hurt them again.

Song Yice stared at the hexagram for a long time, and suddenly he didn't want to save Wu Lang anymore.

Sure enough, what the master said was right. Everyone has cause and effect, and ghosts will not harm people for no reason. Both visible and invisible beings should be seen by them.

He was just scolding Hu Quan, but how is Wu Lang better than Hu Quan?

Just like the same raccoon dog.

But why would he save such a heinous villain?

"What's wrong?" Sheng Kai squatted in front of Song Yice. Seeing that Song Yice was still in a daze, he couldn't help but ask, "Is there any hope? Is there a ghost on him? Is it powerful?"

He held up the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva and said, "How about we ask Guanyin Bodhisattva to show up? Guanyin Bodhisattva, please show up and save the suffering!"

Song Yi said unhappily, "No. Ah, I mean... it can be saved."

Wu Kunyi pleaded quickly: "I can agree to anything you ask, please do your best to save people."

Song Yice put away the copper coins and stood up. "It's not that I can't save him, but I don't want to save him anymore."

"Why?" Wu Kun was shocked.

Sheng Kai looked confused, "Ah? You don't want to show off?"

"I..." Song Yice was indeed somewhat tempted by this, but he still said firmly: "I don't need him to prove my medical skills."

He immediately put away the silver needles on Wu Lang's body, zipped up his schoolbag, and was ready to leave.

Wu Kunyi couldn't stop it.

Shengkai was really confused.

"Sister, let's go." Song Yice shouted, and a smile appeared on her face again.