On the way back to Qingzhou City, Ye Mengyao's expression was no longer as cold as frost. She had realized that she might have misunderstood Li Chengfeng.

I began to question whether what Hu Yansong, vice president of the Qingzhou Mystic Arts Association, said was true or false. Is my father and sister-in-law's sudden illness really caused by Li Chengfeng's curse?

While driving, she asked curiously, and her title changed to Mr. Li again.

"Mr. Li, does folk curse magic really exist?"

Li Chengfeng started playing with his mobile phone as soon as he got in the car. He didn't expect that Ye Mengyao would take the initiative to talk to him and ask such questions.

Li Chengfeng put down his phone and nodded, answering seriously.

"Folk curses do exist, but using curses to curse a person is very troublesome."

"It's not just a few words that can make a person mute or lame."

"If you just say a few words, you can turn a person into a lame or mute, and the world will not be in chaos."

Li Chengfeng also wanted to take this opportunity to explain that it had nothing to do with her father and sister-in-law becoming blind and mute.

At this moment, Ye Mengyao suddenly realized that she had really misunderstood him.

If you just say a few words, you can turn a person into a blind or dumb person. I am afraid that only gods can do it.

It's just that I was too anxious at the time, and Hu Yansong, the vice president of the Qingzhou Mystic Arts Association, said that my father had been cursed, so he was anxious and blamed Li Chengfeng for this matter.

Ye Mengyao's handsome face turned slightly red and she said apologetically.

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."

"It's okay, I don't mind, it's just a transaction between us."

Li Chengfeng said nonchalantly, but a hint of embarrassment flashed across Ye Mengyao's face, and she asked curiously.

"Do you really know how to curse?"

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"But we in Qimen will never use curses to harm others, because harming others with curses will be punished by God."

Before the Tang Dynasty, curses were very popular in China. Because they were harmful techniques, they were banned by various dynasties, which also led to the loss of curses.

Today, the only curses that are still popular among the people include some elementary curses such as beating, stabbing, and cursing villains.

Like the witchcraft of Nanyang and the evil poison of Thailand, they all evolved from curses and belong to the branch of Chinese curses.

If you want to curse a person, you must have a medium, such as the cursed person's hair, nails, saliva, blood, birth date, etc.

Ye Mengyao listened with great concentration. She didn't expect the curse technique to be so complicated.

Due to multitasking, she accidentally ran a red light and almost collided with a car coming from the right. Ye Mengyao was so frightened that she braked suddenly, leaving a black brake mark on the ground.

While they were chatting, Li Chengfeng, who was sitting in the back seat, said angrily because the braking inertia was too great and he bumped directly into the front seat, causing blood to flow from his nose.

"Ms. Ye, can you drive well?"

"You can't blame me for this. What you said was so exciting that I was fascinated by it."

"Do you mean it's my fault?"

"Um!"

"hehe……"

Seeing that Li Chengfeng suffered a nosebleed, Ye Mengyao didn't feel a trace of guilt and was very happy. She couldn't help but laugh.

The injured Li Chengfeng covered his nose and thought to himself that the ancients did not deceive me, and that women's hearts are the most poisonous. This is true at all.

I suspect she did it on purpose, otherwise how could she laugh? She was just taking pleasure in her misfortune.

Ye Mengyao was in a much better mood, humming a little tune while driving, and soon returned to Qingzhou City.

When he returned to the city, it was already noon and Li Chengfeng had not eaten breakfast. He was so hungry that he wanted to find a place to eat, but Ye Mengyao refused.

She took Li Chengfeng directly to Qingzhou Hospital.

Ye Mengyao just received a call because her father's condition is the most serious in the family, and her sister-in-law also suddenly fell ill.

The family attached great importance to this matter and sent Ye Wuming, a descendant of the family, to Qingzhou City with experts and professors from five medical groups to examine the conditions of Ye Gucheng and Ye Wushuang.

Just half an hour ago, Ye Gucheng and Ye Wushuang were both taken to Qingzhou Hospital for examination.

When Ye Mengyao came to Qingzhou Hospital, the examination was over, Ye Gucheng was lying on the bed with a tired look on his face, and Ye Wushuang's face was also very ugly.

It seemed that the two of them had been tortured quite a bit.

Seeing her father and sister-in-law being tortured like this, Ye Mengyao felt very distressed and walked to the hospital bed to hold her father's hand.

Although he could not see and could not speak, Ye Gucheng could still feel that the person holding his hand was his daughter Ye Mengyao.

"Forehead……"

Unable to speak, he could only make strange sounds.

"Dad, I am Mengyao."

Ye Mengyao responded hurriedly and continued.

"Dad, I found a way to cure your disease."

Although I can't see or speak, I feel a little excited when I hear my daughter say she has found a way to cure herself, and I want to know what it is.

Ye Mengyao waved her hand at Li Chengfeng, and he walked to Ye Gucheng's bed and told him about the problem with the feng shui of the Ye family's ancestral tomb.

The key point is that the reason why he got sick was because of Feng Shui.

Ye Gucheng didn't believe it at first, because he heard that this person's voice was the same as that of the liar who went to his house two days ago.

But when he heard Li Chengfeng say that the Feng Shui of the Ye family's ancestral tomb was the Feng Shui of the golden tortoise hatching its eggs, his face showed surprise. If someone didn't understand Feng Shui, it would be impossible to recognize the Feng Shui of the golden tortoise hatching its eggs at a glance.

After Li Chengfeng finished speaking, he said with a serious face.

"Mr. Ye, if you agree to remove the tree, please nod. If you don't agree, forget it."

Ye Gucheng, who was lying on the hospital bed, thought for a moment and nodded. He didn't want to be a blind man, a mute, a lame man, or a tuberculosis man.

Even if there is a little hope, he will not let it go, even if he is cheated, it doesn't matter.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly came from the door, with a very domineering tone.

"Whoever dares to touch the ancestral graves of my Ye family will be at odds with him."

It was Ye Wuming, a collateral descendant sent by the family. Behind him were two doctors in white coats, who were members of the Ye family's medical team.
Chapter completed!