Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

A glint of understanding flashed across Fu Yian's eyes. Sure enough, this was a charlatan. He actually dared to cheat him out of so much money. Damn it, damn it.

[Okay, I'll return the money right now.]

【Okay, I’ll retreat now.】

There was a ding-dong sound, and Fu Yian took a look and saw that one million had indeed arrived in his account. But how could he let go easily of someone who dared to play tricks on him?

Turning his head to look at the strange Sakura puppet on the altar, he curled his lips slightly and said, "Go ahead, teach him a lesson. By the way, eating his soul will be a tonic for you, right?"

The puppet doll laughed eerily twice and quickly disappeared from the spot.

On the other side, the master felt much more relaxed after returning the money. The man was a little unsettling, but after returning the money, he felt more at ease and closed his eyes to prepare for sleep.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but I felt the air around me was a little cold. I subconsciously pulled the quilt, and my fingers touched something cold, like ice.

With a start, his mind cleared up and he subconsciously opened his eyes and looked over. There was a strange doll standing on his stomach, giggling at him.

The master's eyes widened, and he subconsciously tried to push the puppet away.

The baby smiled slyly: "You took my master's money, so naturally you have to do things for my master. If you don't do it well, then you will pay with your life, haha~~~"

"No, no, no, I've already returned the money. You can't kill me, you can't kill me, and I'm not wrong, I'm really not wrong."

"Yes, there was someone who gave them a chance to survive..."

The weird doll didn't want to hear that. It just wanted to eat his soul quickly. It was hungry, really very hungry. The soul of this Taoist priest was a great tonic for it.

The Taoist priest was hung up out of thin air, as if there were many invisible silk threads hanging him like a puppet, and his limbs began to twist.

With the sound of crackling, which was the sound of breaking bones, the ghost doll laughed more happily. The more fear a person has before death, the more delicious his soul will be.

"Chuckle, chuckle~~~"

"Slurp, what a delicious smell! You screamed, you're scared, right? But it's no use. Who told you to lie to my master? If you take the money and don't work, you'll die."

The Taoist priest's face was twisted with pain. "No, that's not the case. I didn't make a mistake in my calculations. The fate of those three people really was changed and they broke the deadlock..."

"Shh, don't talk now. You won't be able to escape death if you talk."

Soon when the fear reached its peak, the strange doll began to tear the other person's soul apart and swallowed it bite by bite as if it was tasting something delicious.

After eating, he burped and laughed.

"It's delicious. It's really delicious."

The puppet disappeared, leaving behind only the remnant of a strange laugh. The corpse in mid-air fell onto the bed, its body twisted beyond recognition. Its face was hideous, and its eyes were filled with pain and despair.

Fu Yian was sitting on the sofa. Noticing the strange doll's return, he said, "How is it? Isn't it delicious?"

"I'll look for some Taoist priests someday. If there are any, I can get them to you as food."

"Hehehe, thank you, Master."

The puppet thought of what the man said before he died, and subconsciously ignored it. There was no need to tell his master those words. After all, they were spoken by a dead person, and they might not be true.

"Master, when can we go back? If I eat that person's soul, my cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds."

"Oh, you want to eat Su Chen's soul."

"Slurp, slurp, yes. If it's Qin Wushuang's soul, that's fine too. Of course, Su Chen is a Taoist priest, so I like his soul more."

Fu Yian glanced at her, his eyes a little cold: "Su Chen is fine, but Wu Shuang is not. If you dare to touch her, I will never let you go."

Hearing this, the little puppet begged for mercy: "Master, don't be angry. I don't want to eat it. Just give me Su Chen's soul. There are still many Taoist priests in China."

"When we return, we can lure those Taoists who have come down the mountain. I will eat secretly, and it will be useless when the people from Xuanmen find out. By then, no one will be able to do anything to me."

"Master, Master, when will you go back?"

Fu Yian was silent for a moment, then said lightly, "After the New Year, it will be the perfect time to go back after graduation. Wouldn't it be better to take down the Qin clan and then look for Wushuang?"

"A powerful alliance. As long as the Qin family and the Fu family marry, the other two families will not be a threat in the future. We can find an opportunity to swallow them up. The Qin and Fu families will become the most powerful families in the entire imperial capital."

"Great, great, Master is so powerful, he will definitely make his wish come true. If anyone disobeys, I will help Master solve the obstacle."

Fu Yian smiled when he heard this: "Well, follow me, you will become stronger and stronger, and that Su Chen will be killed sooner or later."

"Okay, just stay here and don't go out without my permission. It will be very troublesome if someone sees you."

"I understand. I will listen to the master."

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On the other side, Fu Yuan couldn't help sneezing twice and looked at the darkening sky outside. This appraisal took a whole day, which was really slow.

But just wait for Fu Yian's three reports to come out, and then I can discuss with my parents and grandmother what to do next.

I’m afraid that because of the previous misunderstanding with Su Chen, he has already developed a rift with her. This is also a problem. How can I explain it clearly?

Hey……

The doctor knocked on the door and walked in with a smile on his face: "Congratulations, Mr. Fu, these three blood relationship tests are not related at all."

"That is to say, you won't have a younger brother or sister for no reason. Mr. Fu, take a look."

Fu Yuan raised his eyebrows and looked at him. This sounded strange, but if there was no blood relationship, it meant that Fu Yian was not his biological brother.