The success of the girl's last two sentences stopped me in my tracks.

Sister Meier in my arms whispered in my ear:

"Cheng'er, that national master's gold medal is a clue to the murder of your parents, you must get it back."

"The card I gave you has thirteen million in it. If it doesn't work, just buy the gold medal back."

"The girl's name is Zong Qiqi. She is the eldest lady of the Zong family. The Zong family is one of the top three antique dealers in Lingcheng and is deeply involved in the underworld."

"Boy, the lady is asking you a question, are you deaf?" a tattooed bald leader at the door said angrily.

I turned around and looked at Zong Qiqi:

"Thirteen million dollars to buy back the gold medal, but I didn't bring my card. I'll come over tomorrow to pay. As for who you are, it has nothing to do with me."

"Also, if someone really comes to trouble us because of your troubles, I guarantee that you will die faster than us."

Zong Qiqi put away his smile: "You dare to threaten me?"

"I can't talk about threats, but I will do what I say." I looked coldly.

Zong Qiqi stared at me and suddenly burst into laughter:

"Interesting, really interesting."

After saying that, Zong Qiqi picked up the gold medal and handed it to me: "Take the gold medal, I will give it to you as a gift."

I was stunned and looked at Zong Qiqi in confusion.

Zong Qiqi continued: "The condition is to work with me for one year. My dad said that the high imitation of the porcelain bottle can make many appraisal masters spot it. You can tell it is fake without even touching it. In Lingcheng,

The only person who can teach a master like you is Mr. Ghost Eyes."

"no."

I have never heard of the ghost eyes she talked about.

Zong Qiqi chuckled: "I knew you wouldn't admit it, but it doesn't matter, just think about it."

Zong Qiqi said as he put the gold medal into my pocket, ordered everyone to get out of the way, and then asked the bodyguard behind him to drive us to the hospital.

"Don't think about it, I'll come over and give you the money tomorrow." I said as I walked to the door and stopped again.

"Zong Qiqi, I've got some news for you. The Feng Shui master who was helping you adjust your Feng Shui just now has an ulterior motive. You'd better be on guard."

Leaving these words behind, I hugged Sister Meier and quickly left the Zhenbao Pavilion.

Downstairs, there was a white car parked. I was not polite and put Sister Meier directly in the car.

The driver was Zong Qiqi's bodyguard. He smiled and said: "Little brother, my name is Wang Biao. If you can win the favor of the eldest lady, your future will be bright."

I smiled and said nothing.

The bodyguard continued: "By the way, the Feng Shui master you mentioned is named Yang Lin. He is the royal Feng Shui master of our Zhenbao Pavilion. Zhenbao Pavilion can open more than 80 stores across the country because of Master Yang's planning and Master Yang's level.

, but it’s still high.”

I said: "So what I said was that he had ulterior motives, not that he was not good at it."

According to what Yang Lin said, the treasure pavilion was decorated with evil spirits that penetrated the hall and steel spears stabbed in the back at the same time.

Not only will it close down soon, but the employees there will also become seriously ill.

However, in the Feng Shui community, there is a rule of not telling the truth once you see it. That Zong Qiqi is not my employer, so I can only stop there.

Wang Biao turned to look at me: "Do you also have research on Feng Shui?"

"Understand a little bit."

I picked up Sister Mei'er's left hand and looked at the blood hole on it with distress.

Fortunately, the phalanx was missed. Although the nerves were damaged, it would not leave any disability. At most, it would mean that I could not use too much strength.

Sister Mei'er turned pale and smiled at me: "Cheng'er, I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

I nodded and reached out to hold Sister Meier in my arms.

I know in my heart that from this moment on, my life has entered a new chapter.

I have to avenge my parents.

I have to protect this woman in my arms who is willing to give everything for me.

I still have to inherit my ancestral legacy and become a national master.

Wang Biao sent us to the best hospital in Lingcheng, and helped Sister Meier handle the treatment and hospitalization procedures, and deposited 100,000 yuan in medical expenses into the medical card.

Before leaving, he gave me Zong Qiqi’s business card and advised me to think about it again.

All of these are instructions from Zong Qiqi, which can be regarded as a small favor for me.

After a series of examinations and treatments at the hospital, Sister Meier was admitted to the ward and put on an intravenous drip.

The doctor said that Sister Meier had signs of bleeding in her chest and brain and needed to be hospitalized for observation for a few days.

In the ward, I asked Sister Meier if she planned to exchange her life for the National Master's token.

Sister Meier said yes.

I asked her again why she didn't pay them directly since she had thirteen million in the card.

Sister Meier looked at me and said seriously: "That money is all her savings in the past six years, reserved for me to marry my wife."

I also looked at her and said seriously: "Sister Mei'er, when I grow up, if you are no longer here, who will I marry?"

Sister Mei'er was stunned: "Cheng'er...but I'm seven years older than you."

"This is not important." I looked at Sister Mei'er firmly:

"You have given everything for me, and I will take care of you for the rest of my life. By the way, Sister Mei'er, you said this gold medal is related to the clues to the murder of my parents?"

Sister Meier nodded and said:

"Yes, this national master's gold medal is an ancestral heirloom of your Yang family. Now it has flowed into the market. If you find the source, you may find the murderer of your parents."

I frowned:

"Sister Mei'er, you don't know who the murderer of my parents is?"

Sister Meier shook her head.

"Where did you get those pictures?"

"It was sent to me by a mysterious person. This person is likely to know my whereabouts. This is another reason why I want to exchange my life for a gold medal."

"How silly." I reached out and touched Sister Meier's head:

"Knowing your whereabouts means knowing my whereabouts. Even if you die, it will have no impact on this matter."

Sister Meier sighed helplessly: "But I don't know whether that person is a human or a ghost."

I chuckled:

"Who is a man or a ghost should show up soon. If he wanted to harm us, he would have done it long ago."

"Sister Mei'er, let me put my words here today. If you die, I will never live alone after my revenge."

Sister Meier looked at me with tears in her eyes, her eyes were complicated and revealed an indescribable happiness.

…

I took care of Sister Meier in the hospital for one night, and after feeding Sister Meier and eating breakfast the next day, I returned to my residence, took Sister Meier's card, and returned to Zhenbaozhai.

Zhenbaozhai is closed and is being renovated.

Judging from the prototype of the decoration, the work has indeed started according to what Yang Lin said yesterday.

The technique is really clever.

The pillars of the Mingtang are separated from the front and back, the beams are gilded but the wooden floor is used, the sky pavilion presses the ground courtyard, the cross-hall evil and the steel spear stabbing the back are cleverly forming the Mingtang coffin evil.

This Yang Lin wants to bury the employees in Zhenbao Pavilion.

It seems that Zong Qiqi didn't take what I said seriously.

But this has nothing to do with me.

Seeing me coming in, the manager who was looking at the decoration in the store quickly came over and said, "Brother, Mr. Zhang is waiting for you in the office upstairs."

I said yes and walked to the office yesterday with ease.

Master Zhang's attitude changed completely from yesterday, and he came forward with a smile on his face.

"Hey, little brother is here so early."

"Where is Zong Qiqi?" I asked.

"The eldest lady hasn't come here yet. Please sit down and drink tea."

I took out the card and put it on the table: "Swipe it, gold medal money."

"No rush, no rush." ​​Mr. Zhang smiled and motioned for me to sit down.

I tried to get away with it and said, "I won't sit down anymore. I have to go to the hospital to take care of my sister. You can pay me as soon as possible and we'll clear both sides."
To be continued...