Chapter 364 Ji Qingwei Steals Si Fuqing's Luck 【Part 1】
Chapter 364 It was Ji Qingwei who robbed Si Fuqing of his luck [1 update]
After hearing this, the butler's expression changed and he hesitated: "Would this be too hard on the old man?"
Li Yuzhi has been decadent for so many years. According to the Li family's rules, he will be expelled from Sijiu City.
But Mr. Li is still reluctant to exile him to a side branch, and the Li Group's dividends are not missing him.
This is not in line with Mr. Li's usual iron-clad approach.
If he had another son, Mr. Li would definitely not be so indulgent, which shows his preference for Li Yuzhi.
I don’t know how much eye medicine Second Master Li has secretly used over the years, but it only made Old Master Li a little disappointed in Li Yu.
"Who told him to go to a foreign country?" Mr. Li looked sinister and laughed, "There is also fighting on the border of Kalanli Principality. Can the old man take care of it?"
The Li family ranks among the top five families in the Daxia Empire, but looking at the entire world, it is far from enough.
"And the most important thing is, if he really gets his son back and uses reverse deduction, what happened back then will be exposed sooner or later." Mr. Li's eyes became more gloomy, "You can be sure that he will not tell the old man anything.
?Does the old man believe him or me?"
"Yes." The housekeeper finally made up his mind, "This matter will be done well."
"Go ahead." Second Master Li nodded, "When the matter is done, your benefits will be indispensable."
"Thank you, Second Master." The housekeeper thought for a moment and then said, "The matter between Mr. Li and Miss Bai..."
"When he gets tired of playing, he will change it himself." Mr. Li waved his hand nonchalantly, "I have already decided on the candidate for his wife, and I will let him take notice when he is promoted to chairman."
Bai Jinxi is just a plaything of Li Yanchen. He will not allow Li Yanchen to marry the daughter of a small family.
Once Li Yanchen becomes the chairman of the Li Group, other families will naturally marry their daughters over.
The Bai family is not even ranked among the 49 cities and cannot bring any benefits to Li Yanchen. Naturally, Mr. Li will look down on it.
The housekeeper smiled: "Second Master is wise, but Miss Bai is a snobbery, so she needs to be hammered hard to prevent her from holding on to Mr. Li."
"I know this without you reminding me." Mr. Li was very contemptuous, "Of course I can't let her marry in."
But the most urgent task is to resolve Li Yuzhi.
He would never allow Li Yuzhi to come back alive from the Principality of Kalanli.
Mr. Li's eyes were gloomy, and he found a few killers on the dark web and paid a high deposit.
After doing all this, he lay back on the sofa and began to close his eyes and rest.
**
On the other side, Ji Qingyao had just come out of the Thousand Army Alliance and went to Guanghua Temple to offer incense.
I have to deny that the incense in Guanghua Temple has indeed weakened a lot since Master Mingdeng passed away.
Ji Qingyao also knew that Master Mingdeng had taken great care of Ji Qingwei, but there was no connection between her and Master Mingdeng.
Master Mingdeng is dead as well.
After putting up the incense, Ji Qingyao was about to leave, but he was keenly aware of a line of sight.
Her eyes were cold, her fingers were already clenched, and she turned her head to face the monk's bare head.
The valuable cassock on this monk told her that he was the new abbot of Guanghua Temple.
Ji Qingyao let go of his hand, his expression became respectful, and after bowing, he said, "I wonder if Master has any advice?"
"Hey, I can't be a master of the female benefactor." The monk was a little embarrassed, "The poor monk is not good at learning, and he was pushed to the position of host because he had no choice. I just saw that I was concentrating on worshiping Buddha and I didn't want to disturb you. I dare to ask the benefactor and...
Miss Ji family?"
Ji Qingyao was even more respectful: "Exactly."
"No wonder." The monk pinched his fingers, "The qi in your body is losing, but it must be your own volition, so there is no disorder. But the qi in your sister's body is extremely chaotic, but it is not your own thing, it is left behind.
Can’t live without it.”
Ji Qingyao's expression changed drastically: "Master, are you saying that my sister also stole other people's luck?"
"Amitabha." The monk did not say directly, but sighed, "This robbery of luck is more vicious than exchanging one's life. At least one life can be saved by exchanging one's life."
"In the end, this robbery of luck will make the owner of the luck even die, and even his soul will not be able to rest in peace."
Ji Qingyao took a deep breath: "May I ask the host, what is life-changing?"
"I have never seen it with my own eyes, but I heard my master mention it." The monk said seriously, "The story goes like this. There is a family whose daughter is very outstanding, cheerful, and has high grades. She is the pride of her parents."
"Their neighbor's son, on the other hand, suffered from severe depression, didn't want to see people, and gained weight due to hormones. But suddenly one day, the daughter of this family got depression and began to become fat and ugly, while the neighbor's son suddenly
I recovered from my illness and was admitted to my favorite university."
Even for a calm person like Ji Qingyao, his scalp felt numb after hearing this.
"This is exchanging lives." The monk clasped his hands together and said in a low voice, "I have obtained immediate benefits, but I don't know that what I did was against family ethics and there will be backlash sooner or later."
But he was also puzzled as to who was helping Ji's family.
It stands to reason that not many people know how to use this insidious method of plundering luck, and even fewer can succeed.
Ji Qingyao's eyes changed again.
She began to recall the past.
Ji Qingwei was two years younger than her, and his body was not weak when he was born. He was born at full term.
Until Ji Qingwei was five years old, he didn't know what happened, and his body suddenly turned sharply.
But at that time, Ji Qingwei showed unprecedented talent, almost comparable to the ancient prodigy who wrote a poem in seven steps at the age of five in the storybook.
Ji Qingyao also heard Ji Qingwei's reputation as a genius many times, but he didn't think about anything else at all.
If the monk hadn't said this, she would never have imagined that Ji Qingwei's talent was due to robbing other people's luck.
"Master, do you know whose luck I stole?" Ji Qing shook his fingers and shook his hand, "Is there any way I can quickly return his luck to him?"
The monk was surprised for a moment, then smiled before slowly speaking: "The poor monk calculated that the female donor should have met the real owner."
Ji Qingyao was startled, as if he remembered something, his pupils suddenly shrank: "May I ask Master, is the person I am looking for Zaibeizhou Ancheng?"
The monk smiled and said nothing, said "Amitabha" again, shook off his cassock and left.
Ji Qingyao was now sure.
The original owner of Qi Luck was Si Fuqing.
She and Ji Qingwei are biological sisters, but they don't look alike.
If Ji Qingwei and Si Fuqing went out together, they would be called sisters by others.
I'm afraid there is some luck involved.
Although she didn't know how Si Fuqing's luck came to her, let alone how to return all the luck to her, she still had to go to Beizhou Ancheng.
Ji Qingyao collected his thoughts and calmed himself down, then immediately left Guanghua Temple and returned to the Qianjun Alliance to ask for leave.
**
Bukju, Anseong.
Years later, Ye Zhenmian's restaurant also resumed business.
Because the restaurant is located next to many schools, the prices are not high, and the portions are large. After the restaurant became famous, more and more people came.
Nian Yi'an would come to a small private room in the restaurant to do homework on weekends. He didn't call Lin Jihuan these days because he was still working hard to use his evolver ability.
These days at school, he was terrified, worried that he would suddenly lose control and let out his wings.
Nian Yi'an wrote a set of papers and was going to go out to get some food.
It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and there were not many people. He noticed that there was a guest at the end, and there were at least eight dishes on the table.
There were two mobile phone holders placed next to them. I didn’t know what they were taking pictures of, but they would say something from time to time.
"Mom, why did that person order so much? Can he finish it all by himself?" Nian Yi'an quietly pulled Ye Zhenmian over, "I think he only takes one or two bites of each dish, and the rest of the time
What a waste to take pictures and talk.
"I reminded him several times." Ye Zhenmian also felt helpless, "But he insisted on ordering. If he didn't let him order, he didn't take the guests seriously."
"He will definitely not be able to finish the meal in the end, and it seems that he is not really here to eat." Nian Yian frowned, "Mom, you have to be more careful."
Ye Zhenmian nodded.
It turns out that the young man who ordered eight dishes did not eat much in the end. He took one or two bites of each dish and spent most of the time talking to himself.
He sat there until half past four, and after taking a few photos of the interior decoration of the restaurant, he got up and walked outside.
"Guest, you haven't paid the bill yet." The waiter came forward and said very politely, "Pay the bill at the front desk, or you can pay through the QR code on the table."
"Pay the bill?" The young man stopped and was very surprised, "You want me to pay the bill? No way? I came to you to visit the store to give you face, and you still want me to pay the bill? Do you know the advertising fee for me to post a Weibo post?
how many?"
He promotes this store for free and he is asked to foot the bill?