After Mr. Zhang left, Zong Qiqi closed the door himself, then sat elegantly opposite me and started making tea without saying a word.

I looked at Zong Qiqi in confusion and asked, "Miss Zong, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Zong Qiqi handed me a cup of tea and asked:

"Yesterday, Su Mei'er told you that the gold medal was related to the clue that your parents were killed?"

"Do you know lip reading?" I frowned and looked at Zong Qiqi.

This matter is big or small. Zong Qiqi is an expert in treasure appraisal. She knows that this gold medal belongs to my ancestor Yang Junsong.

If she is from the Feng Shui world, she can deduce that the parents I am talking about may be the God of Sichuan and the Exiled Immortal.

My parents died because of the Twelve Dragon Sutras. Once people know that I have the Twelve Dragon Sutras in my head, my current fate can be imagined.

Zong Qiqi nodded: "What's your surname, brother?"

As soon as she asked this question, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that she had not guessed my identity.

"My surname is Yang, Yang Chengye."

"Brother Yang, don't you want to know where this gold medal came from?"

This Zong Qiqi is really smart, he even called Mr. Zhang out, and he was very considerate.

I also directly showed my cards: "I really want to know, but I understand the rules. If you can tell me, as a reward, I will help you deal with Yang Lin."

Zong Qiqi was stunned and looked at me doubtfully: "Deal with Yang Lin? Haha, brother Yang, you said yesterday that Yang Lin had ulterior motives, do you have any evidence?"

"There is no evidence, but there is something wrong with the Feng Shui layout he led."

Zong Qiqi chuckled: "Uncle Yang Lin is my father's sworn brother, and he owns 30% of the Zhenbaozhai Group."

"It's impossible for him to do anything detrimental to Zhenbaozhai."

"Some Feng Shui masters once said that there was something wrong with the layout arranged by Uncle Yang, but it turned out that those Feng Shui masters were not good enough."

"Because what Uncle Yang Lin is best at is the Feng Shui method of destroying and resurrecting, putting people to death and surviving."

Yangzhai Feng Shui is solid and develops momentum. Life is life and death is death. There is no such thing as putting death in order to survive.

I chuckled: "Yang Lin has a serious bulge in the back of his ears. Such a person will do whatever it takes to gain fame and fortune."

"What is the back mountain bone?" Zong Qiqi asked doubtfully.

"It's just rebellious."

Zong Qiqi chuckled: "No, my dad said that even if he betrays the Zhenbaozhai Group, Uncle Yang Lin will not."

After listening to Zong Qiqi's words, I could only smile bitterly and say that.

Zong Qiqi continued:

"Well, tonight is the annual dark show of Chao Underground Palace. You go with me."

"If you satisfy me, I will make an exception and tell you the source of the gold medal."

"If I'm not satisfied, I'll pay you a million dollars."

"Of course, you can also owe me the thirteen million first, and then give it to me after the card is unblocked."

A dark market is a ghost market. A ghost market is more hidden than a ghost market. It is filled with ghost goods that come out of tombs.

Most people have never even heard of it, let alone going in.

I asked: "Is it far to the underground palace? I have to take care of Sister Meier these days."

"It's not far, just on the outskirts of Lingcheng. We'll set off at midnight and be back before dawn."

"Deal, pick me up at the hospital tonight."

I picked up the tea cup and drank it in one gulp, then turned and left the office.

…

Lingcheng's annual ghost scene is the top event in the underground world, and there will be many top ghosts in it.

Antique tycoons, tomb robbers and Feng Shui masters from all over the country will participate.

Now that I have such an opportunity, I will naturally not miss it.

Back at the hospital, Sister Meier was still resting.

The nurse told me that Sister Meier is recovering quite well. She just had a CT scan. There is not much intracranial and chest congestion. No additional surgery is needed and she can be discharged from the hospital after only three days of hospitalization.

After the nurse left, I looked at the time. It was almost lunch time, and Sister Meier had just woken up.

"Cheng'er, is everything going well?" Sister Mei'er asked immediately.

I didn't tell her about the card being frozen.

"Smooth, whatever you want to eat, I'll buy it."

Sister Meier chuckled and said playfully: "Then I want to eat duck vermicelli soup and sugar lotus root porridge, is that okay?"

"Of course you can, I'll buy it right away, wait for me."

I bent down and kissed her on the forehead.

Overnight, Sister Meier changed from a strong woman to a docile little woman.

And I changed from an ignorant boy to a grown man who can take charge of the family.

This change of roles made me, who was still only a high school graduate, suddenly become a lot more mature.

I bear a blood feud, and I understand the responsibility of a man and the importance of sister Meier.

An hour later, I walked into the ward carrying vermicelli soup and candied lotus root porridge, only to find that the bed was empty and the bathroom was empty.

I quickly found the nurse and asked where the person was.

The nurse looked confused and said she didn't know.

I immediately became furious and shouted loudly: "A good person has disappeared in your hospital. Are you telling me that you don't know?"

A doctor came over and said, "Sir, this is a hospital. Don't make any noise."

I turned to look at the doctor: "What kind of bullshit hospital is this, where good people disappear out of thin air?"

"Disappeared?"

The doctor's body was shaken and he said he would take me to see the monitor.

I came to the monitoring room and called up the screen. Half an hour ago, a doctor wearing a mask pushed a wheelchair into the ward.

In less than five minutes, the doctor pushed Sister Meier out and directly entered the elevator.

The scene keeps following the doctor in the elevator as he covers Sister Meier unconscious with a handkerchief and then pushes her to the parking lot on the second floor.

Finally, we got into an unlicensed black commercial vehicle.

I stared at the monitor, frowning.

"That doctor is not from our hospital." After saying that, he turned around and began to scold the security guard in the monitoring room.

He said he didn't keep an eye on the surveillance camera at work and spent all day playing games. Now if something happened, he would be responsible for it.

I was too lazy to pay attention to them and quickly returned to the ward.

As soon as I entered the door, I bumped into the nurse who was about to come out. The nurse fell to the ground with an envelope in her hand.

I quickly walked over, reached out and grabbed the envelope.

"Where was it found?"

"Just under the pillow." The nurse stood up and replied quietly.

"Little brother, do you want to call the police?"

I waved my hand and said no. It wasn’t that I couldn’t trust the police, but that the things Sister Meier had done before were not convenient for the police to be exposed to.

Moreover, since we are hiding our identities, it is even more unsuitable for us to leave any criminal records in the public security system.

And I feel that the person who kidnapped Sister Meier should be the mysterious person she mentioned.

I tore open the envelope and found folded white paper inside.

Wrapped inside the white paper is a black card with several gilded fonts on it: Annual Ghost Park Invitation Card.

There are also a few words written on the white paper, in small seal script: Take Xuanzang Hui's relic and exchange it for Su Meier.

It was signed by a mysterious person, and an address was attached below.

I frowned, it was indeed the mysterious man who appeared so quickly.

"Little brother, what is written on this? It must have been left by gangsters. Is there really no need to call the police?"

The doctor came over to take a look, but unfortunately he didn't recognize the small seal body.

"Need not."

I put away the card, quickly left the ward, and returned home in a hurry. I immediately took out the Niujiao Gua and started looking for the person, but after a row of cards, I couldn't get any information.

This man actually knows the art of concealment!
To be continued...