After sending Zhang Dongya away, Long Yin looked at Ning Huanhuan and smiled helplessly: "You have to learn a lot of things. You have to learn to deal with them yourself, and you can't come to me. The hospital will be handed over to you in the future, so you can manage the hospital as your own. If you manage it well and I think you are qualified, how about I send the hospital to you?"

"Brother-in-law, are you not kidding?" Ning Huanhuan said in surprise, "You have transferred such a large hospital to me? You...you won't have any intentions for me, right? Do you do this to be worthy of my sister?"

Long Yin said speechlessly: "This hospital is just for me to achieve some things... In short, you should manage the hospital as your own, and I will give it to you later."

Even if Delin Hospital develops, how much money can it have?

What he needs is to use Delin Hospital to achieve some goals and become a place that many patients yearn for.

Although hospitals cannot make a lot of money, hospitals can accumulate fame and play a significant role in the business landscape.

As long as Ning Huanhuan listens to him and can move Delin Hospital at that time, his goal will be achieved.

It is impossible for a person to make all his money, but he can control all aspects of society.

"Then I'll try!" Ning Huanhuan smiled excitedly.

Long Yin said lightly: "Don't think that marrying into the Jiang family is really a worry. In a family, everyone must have a role. People who have no effect will be eliminated soon. If you don't work hard, you will be swept out by the Jiang family at that time, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Ning Huanhuan said with a smile: "If the Jiang family is really swept out, I will come to join my brother-in-law and ask you to support me."

Long Yin snorted: "I can't keep idle people, I don't want you."

"I'll just ask my sister to raise me." Ning Huanhuan laughed.

Long Yin was too lazy to pay attention to Ning Huanhuan, so he turned his head and returned to the office to organize the inheritance of the witch doctor. In addition to the Seven-Star Life-Sustaining Acupuncture, there were some decoctions, and he had to teach other things to his apprentices.

At this time, the people from Yangjiagou and Xuanqingguan had already arrived in Yangcheng.

"Old Jia, what should we do next?" Yang Pengcheng asked.

"Yes, Lao Jia, which direction should we look for?" Yang Wanli also asked.

Old Jia sighed and shook his head and said, "I have warned you a long time ago not to go south. I didn't expect you to come to the south. If you still want to survive, go back to Yangjiagou!"

"We are not afraid of death!" Yang Pengcheng snorted, "Besides, someone killed our brothers. Let's see if they have a harder life or ours. Just tell us where to look?"

Lao Jia said helplessly: "Start from your industry. When the time comes, you will find the person you are looking for. I will give you a piece of advice. If you don't want all Yangjiagou to be destroyed, try not to do anything big. Okay, it's time for me to leave. You can ask for blessings in the future!"

"Old Jia, are you leaving?" Everyone from Yangjiagou said in surprise.

Lao Jia said sadly: "You have your pursuits, and I have my pursuits too! Although I am a fortune teller, I also want to see what the end of fortune telling is. Goodbye!"

After saying that, his long gown floated and quickly left the group of people in Yangjiagou.

The group of people only felt that after blinking a few times, Lao Jia disappeared into the crowd, and the mysterious fortune teller disappeared.

Yang Pengcheng, Yang Wanli and others looked at each other. After a while, Yang Pengcheng said fiercely: "This old Jia always speaks unclearly. If he doesn't help, then we will find it ourselves. Send the things we touched from the cemetery to other antique shops, and ask them if they have seen Yang Sanwa and others. In addition, use our gold-touching talisman as bait to see if we can catch that person."

A group of people started to act.

They were all gold-touching lieutenants, and they had many treasures dug out of the cemetery. If you take a few items, they would attract the attention of many people.

Yang Wanli nodded and said, "Then I will take this green jade cup to the antique shops in Yangcheng to test it."

He took out a blue, delicate cup-like thing from the package and took the two of them to the antiques store.

Old Jia, who left Yang Wanli and others, stood on the streets of Yangcheng, looking at the sky blankly.

"I often give people directions. When it's my turn, I have no choice." Lao Jia smiled bitterly, "But, what should have triggered my whim should be in Yangcheng. What is attracting me?"

He couldn't find the direction, and in desperation, he found a bamboo pole, found a white cloth and wrote the eight words "The iron mouth is broken, the god-calling old Jia" and walked on the streets of Yangcheng. If he couldn't find what he wanted, he could only try his luck on the streets of Yangcheng.

"Young man, seeing that you are not doing well recently, should Lao Jia calculate for you?"

"Little girl, I think you have had a peach blossom disaster recently, otherwise, would you let Lao Jia calculate it for you?"

......

There was a strange fortune teller on the streets of Yangcheng.

When the people from Yangjiagou arrived in Yangcheng, Xuan Qing watched the bearded man and stood at the gate of Jixiangzhai with two junior brothers.

"This is Junior Brother Zhou's Jixiangzhai. Let's go in and see what's going on."

The three of them walked into Jixiangzhai, and the clerk in Jixiangzhai immediately greeted him: "Do you have any things to do for help? Should you move the grave and ask about the land, or improve the Feng Shui of your home? My master is the famous Master Zhou Yinglong Zhou. Now that my master is not here, I will temporarily manage this store. I have studied with Master for three years, and I have a lot of time, maybe I can help you."

"Are you Junior Brother Zhou's apprentice?" said the bearded man lightly.

"Are you?" the clerk asked in surprise.

The bearded man said lightly: "I am Changqingsong, and they are also my junior brothers Li Canghong and Zhang Zailiang. If you are really Junior Brother Zhou's apprentice, you can call me Master."

"Just call us uncle!" Li Canghong and Zhang Zailiang also said one after another.

"It turns out that they are the master and two uncles." The clerk said half-believingly, "I am Ma Wenyuan, I have been studying with my master for three years. But I have never heard of my master talking about my uncle and uncle..."

Chang Qingsong said lightly: "This doesn't matter! Is Junior Brother Zhou still alive? Has something happened to him?"

Ma Wenyuan said with some fear: "Master has been dead for several days. He died suddenly in the middle of the night, and he died of bleeding from his seven orifices. The next day I discovered that the police had already visited him and said that it was a sudden heart attack, and then I had buried his master."

Chang Qingsong looked a little serious, nodded slightly, and continued to ask, "Have your master helped anyone to do the Dharma?"

Ma Wenyuan shook his head and said, "I don't know this! But my master didn't take me when he went out recently. My master went out to help people see the floor, and he took me there."

"Then you should know who your master has contacted?" Chang Qingsong asked.

Ma Wenyuan smiled bitterly and said, "There are some things that Master will not let me know. So, I really don't know who Master has contacted me."

Chang Qingsong frowned and asked, "You said you followed the master to help others see the land. Then you can always know where you have been? Make a list of these places for me, I need them now."

"But..." Ma Wenyuan wanted to speak but stopped.

Chang Qingsong snorted coldly, pinched a seal with both hands, and pointed at Ma Wenyuan. Ma Wenyuan's head was suddenly hurt as if he was stabbed by a needle.

"This is the 'ghost slap door' in magic. Have your master taught you? We suspect that your master was killed. You don't have to question our identity. This time we come here to find out this matter." Chang Qingsong snorted coldly.
Chapter completed!