Queen Leng's scalp was numb, but she obviously didn't believe it all, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Jiang, after my father ordered people to arrange it, I asked someone to look at the Feng Shui here, and they all said there was no problem. What should I do?
I believe you?"
In fact, she still didn't fully believe Jiang Yan. Although she had seen Jiang Yan's abilities, she also knew many Feng Shui masters, and Jiang Yan showed nothing but trivial things.
"You want me to prove it? It's very simple. You move your father to another place, and then I give you a few injections to see if your father recovers."
"Of course, there is more direct proof, that is, why these plants cannot survive is because the fierce aura of Jiuyou is absorbing their vitality. If your father continues to stay in this house, it will not take long before he will be with these plants.
Like vegetation, it withers and dies.”
Jiang Yan said calmly, then picked up a potted plant on the ground, walked out of the yard, placed it under the sun, and regained his strength slightly.
In an instant, the withered flower suddenly moved slightly, and then sprouted a little green bud.
Like a miracle!
Queen Leng's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Leng Yatou, I suggest you believe in Mr. Jiang. Mr. Jiang has nothing to do with you. How could he harm you for no reason?" Song Wentian said with deep meaning.
"I am being paranoid, Mr. Jiang, please forgive me."
Queen Leng bowed slightly, did not dare to hesitate anymore, and said to the people next to her: "Move the old man to the villa immediately!"
"yes!"
The servant immediately got busy.
After a while, an old man who was as skinny as a stick and almost like a mummy was carried out of the house.
The old man has fallen into coma, and like a candle in the wind, it will be extinguished at any time.
Jiang Yan stared at it for a few times, then walked into the yard, then took out a charm from his body, bit off his finger and drew on it.
Then pinch it with your fingers.
Wow!
The spell suddenly broke into pieces and scattered around.
"Everyone get out of the yard!"
Jiang Yan shouted.
Song Wentian and others quickly retreated.
But Jiang Yan stamped his foot.
It was as if the ground shook slightly, and then streams of strange black smoke floated out of the house.
People stared at this strange scene with their eyes wide open, and they were all frightened.
"You're just evil, how dare you act rampant in front of me? Come out!"
Jiang Yan drank again, and the talisman in his hand flew towards the house.
Suddenly, the door of the house flew open, and a cloud of black smoke rushed out from inside.
Jiang Yan snorted coldly, his pupils burst into a burst of green light, and his palms grabbed the black smoke like lightning.
Chi!
A pitiful scream came from the black smoke.
Jiang Yan suddenly exerted his strength, and the black smoke was crushed by him, and the smoke dissipated.
Seeing this scene, Queen Leng no longer dared to question Jiang Yan.
She broke out in a cold sweat, and her delicate body was trembling slightly.
Jiang Yan let go of his hand and stamped his feet again.
Then I saw some weird decorations in the windowsill house exploded on their own, and wisps of green gas scattered everywhere and slowly fell into the yard.
In an instant, those withered vegetation took on a new look, full of life, and the spectacle was unforgettable.
"alright!"
Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and said calmly: "Miss Leng, I have eliminated the evil spirit of the Nine Netherworlds in this room, and now everything is fine."
"Thank you Mr. Jiang."
Queen Leng bowed hurriedly. This time she expressed admiration from the bottom of her heart.
If I didn’t believe it before, I am totally convinced now.
How could such a scene be achieved by a martial artist?
"For Mr. Song's sake, lunch is just a piece of cake. Now take me to see your father. I'll give him two injections and he'll be fine."
Jiang Yan smiled.
"Okay, Mr. Jiang, please come this way."
Queen Leng nodded repeatedly.
The old man's treatment process is very simple. He was originally eroded by the evil spirits of the Nine Netherworld and his vitality was constantly being eaten away. Now that he is free from the evil spirits, he is just exhausted.
Jiang Yan gave him a few injections and the old man recovered.
"Mr. Jiang, Yu Lian doesn't know how to repay such a great kindness, so he can only prepare some small gifts, and please accept it from Mr. Jiang."
Queen Leng came over with a tray and said gratefully.
On the tray were luxury car keys and a golden card.
Jiang Yan smiled faintly and waved his hand: "You're welcome, Miss Leng. You have already given me the number one god, why do you need to give me another thank you gift?"
"My father said that only the truly noble people can live in God No. 1. My Leng family is not blessed with that, so it is useless to keep it. But after all, it is just a house. How can I express my Leng family's gratitude? These things
, please Mr. Jiang be sure to accept it."
Queen Leng insisted again and again.
Seeing that Jiang Yan couldn't shirk it, he could only accept it.
"Mr. Jiang, if there is any need for Yu Lian in Yancheng from now on, please give me your instructions. Yu Lian will not refuse."
"You're welcome, Miss Leng."
"Hahaha, Mr. Jiang, if Leng girl helps you from now on, you will be rich enough to live in Yancheng for the rest of your life."
Song Wentian laughed heartily.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Song, for your help this time! Yu Lian has prepared some wine at the Crown Hotel. How about I ask you two to give Yu Lian a chance to toast?"
Queen Leng smiled.
"I am alone, so there is no problem. It depends on Mr. Jiang."
Song Wentian looked towards Jiang Yan.
Jiang Yan hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly: "That's fine."
Queen Leng was overjoyed and immediately arranged a car and the group headed for the Crown Hotel.
As Queen Leng, she could have arranged to stay at the Pearl Tower, but thinking about the unpleasant things that had happened at the previous banquet, she was worried that Jiang Yan would be unhappy, so she chose the Crown Hotel, which was slightly inferior in specifications.
In the car, Jiang Yan called Bai Shuangxue.
"Shuangxue, someone invited me to dinner. Do you want to come?"
"Jiang Yan, I am discussing project cooperation with people from Yueting Group. You can eat first and don't worry about me."
Bai Shuangxue's voice on the other end of the phone was hasty, and then she hung up.
Jiang Yan shook his head and put his cell phone in his pocket.
"Mr. Jiang, are you calling your wife?" Queen Leng, who was driving, glanced at Jiang Yan through the rearview mirror and couldn't help but ask.
"That's right."
"Count it?" Queen Leng was quite puzzled.
"She decided to marry me, but I didn't get married either."
"So, Mr. Jiang is still not married?"
Queen Leng said suddenly.
"Yes."
Jiang Yan nodded: "But it's too soon."
"Really? Congratulations!"
Queen Leng smiled, but there was a hint of deep meaning in her eyes.
The car quickly stopped at the entrance of the Crown Hotel. When the hotel manager learned that Queen Leng and Song Wentian were coming to dine here, he excitedly ran to the door to greet them.
In the private room, under the leadership of the hotel manager, the group of people all entered the private room.
Not long after Jiang Yan entered the hotel, another group of people walked in.
"Where's Manager Ma? Ask him to open the best box for me. I have distinguished guests to entertain today!"
A fat man with a big belly shouted loudly, and then smiled at the stunning woman next to him: "Dr. Bai! How about we just eat and chat here?"
"Can..."
Bai Shuangxue hesitated, but nodded.
"Dr. Bai is indeed a happy person! I think there shouldn't be any big problem with this cooperation!"
The fat man smiled and led the people into a box next to him.
Bai Shuangxue hesitated, but for the sake of the company, she gritted her teeth and stepped in.