"Qingyun, was it successful?" Li Xuanyuan looked at Xu Qingyun nervously and asked.
"Successful." Xu Qingyun nodded and said with a smile, "Your grandpa will wake up soon."
"Great! Great!" Li Xuanyuan looked excited and happy.
"What should I do with this vase?" Li Jianmu looked at Xu Qingyun and asked.
At this moment, there were nearly ten talismans attached to the vase, but it was still shaking from side to side. After seeing the evil spirit, Li Jianmu did not dare to reach out and touch the vase.
"Leave it to me."
Xu Qingyun gently bit his index finger and let the blood flow out.
Immediately afterwards, he picked up the vase and gently wrote on the vase with his fingers covered in bright red blood.
Li Xuanyuan and others watched Xu Qingyun's movements nervously.
After a moment, a rune appeared on the vase, which was written by Xu Qingyun using his own blood as a medium.
This is the simplest kind of soul-soothing charm.
The moment the rune was written, the vase that was shaking violently suddenly became quiet.
"Okay." Xu Qingyun put the vase back in place.
"That's awesome!" Li Jianmu couldn't help but praise.
The way Li Zhanping looked at Xu Qingyun also quietly changed.
"Yan'er, Yan'er..."
At this moment, a weak voice came from behind.
Several people's faces instantly showed joy, and they turned around quickly to look.
Li Zhentian, who was originally in a semi-coma state, opened his eyes slightly at this moment and faintly woke up.
The face that was originally pale and haggard now had a little more color.
Li Xuanyan hurried over and reached out to hold Grandpa's hand.
"Grandpa, you're awake, it's great! It's great!" Li Xuanyuan cried with joy.
Li Zhanping, Li Jianmu, and Xu Qingyun quietly exited the room, leaving time and space to their grandfather and grandson.
Xu Qingyun smoothly carried the vase out.
Li Zhanping leaned against the wall, took out a box of cigarettes from his body, smoked one himself, and then took out two more and handed them to Xu Qingyun and Li Jianmu respectively.
Li Jianmu took the cigarette, but Xu Qingyun shook his head.
Brothers Li Zhanping and Li Jianmu lit their cigarettes with lighters, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly.
Smoke filled the air, making no sound.
After a while, Li Zhanping spoke and looked at Xu Qingyun: "Qingyun, I'm sorry, I wrongly blamed you before. Thank you for curing my father's disease!"
Li Zhanping apologized and thanked him again, and his attitude was very sincere.
Xu Qingyun waved his hands and didn't care.
Li Zhanping took another deep drag on his cigarette, and this time he looked at Li Jianmu and asked seriously: "Second brother, what's going on with that vase?"
This matter is definitely not that simple. It is very likely that someone wants to harm Li Zhentian.
Li Zhanping must find out who is plotting to kill his father.
"That vase was bought by my father from the auction. Third brother, you should also know that the auction is a treasure auction held in the Magic City, held by the Treasure Pavilion."
"My father participates every year, everyone knows this," Li Jianmu said.
"Then go find out the original owner of this vase." Li Zhanping said in a deep voice.
"I'm afraid this is not easy to investigate. Zhenbao Pavilion generally does not reveal the seller's information." Li Jianmu said.
"I'll go there in person tomorrow." Li Zhanping said with a slight frown.
The background of Zhenbao Pavilion is unusual. This is well known in the Magic City. There are powerful backers behind it, but no one knows which force it is.
At this time Xu Qingyun suddenly said: "This blue and white porcelain is fake." This chapter has been completed!