Xu Yanjiao regarded Lin Qingyin who had rescued her son as a benefactor, and went out to arrange gifts with her mobile phone. Ten minutes later, she came back with a smile on her face and said to Lin Qingyin: "Master Lin, I have a lot of seafood. I'll send you to the villa directly."
Lin Qingyin also felt it was difficult for people to move around here, and left the hospital after Chen Daheng's transfer of three million yuan was paid. Not long after waiting for a few people to return to the villa, the car Xu Yanjiao sent to give gifts arrived. Lin Qingyin was a little startled looking at the van full of gifts. It was a bit too much.
Crabs, sea-caught prawns, and large lobsters are all moved out in boxes. Fortunately, the refrigerator in the villa is famous for its fresh-keeping function, so you can just put it in directly. In addition, there are a variety of frozen deep-sea fish and shrimps, which are very expensive at first glance. In addition, all kinds of beef, lamb, vegetables and fruits are all available, filling the two large refrigerators in the kitchen. Xu Yanjiao definitely prepared the gifts back in the year, and they all used them for the new year.
There are so many things that can’t be pulled back. Lin Qingyin decided to spend the Chinese New Year at Qindao. Anyway, there is everything there is. The floor heating in the villa is bright and comfortable. Moreover, after the change of Feng Shui here, the aura is better than others. Plenty of places.
Fatty Wang was invited to stay for the Chinese New Year. Han Zhengfeng and Zhang Qidou happily booked air tickets on their mobile phones. They didn't know if they were lucky or unlucky. There really happened to be no air tickets. Lin Qingyin looked at the pitiful eyes of the two and scratched their foreheads helplessly: "Is it okay if you don't spend the New Year with your family?"
Zhang Qidou waved his hand neatly: "It's okay, there are so many people in my family, there is no shortage of me."
Han Zhengfeng said with a smile: "My family has all gone abroad for vacation. I have nothing to do when I go back. Why not stay here to help you prepare the New Year's Eve dinner. In fact, I am very good at cooking, especially seafood. I have tasted good taste. ."
Lin Qingyin immediately relieved: "Well, let's do it, you all stay here for the New Year!"
Hearing these words, Han Zhengfeng silently clenched a fist to cheer for himself. His observation ability was definitely a leverage. One sentence hit Master Lin's weakness.
Since you want to stay for the New Year, you have to tidy up the villa. Fatty Wang and Zhang Qidou removed all the sheets and quilts in all the rooms and stuffed them into the washing machine. The washing machines in the villa were equipped with drying devices, and they could be used directly after they were cleaned. Han Zhengfeng hummed a song and cleaned all the rooms with a vacuum cleaner and then moaned the floor. Although a little tired, he looked extremely happy.
Lin Qingyin took a cell phone and called his parents in the living room. Lin Xu had just returned from her mother-in-law's house and heard her daughter's proposal to earn a villa on Qindao and wanted them to come to Qindao for the New Year together and said happily: "Okay!"
Lin Qingyin’s grandmother’s family has a large population, and they can’t live there during the Chinese New Year, so they always go back and stay for a few days before the New Year every year, and send the goods for the new year.
Lin Qingyin's grandparents were actually built in, but the old couple were too snobbish, because Lin Qingyin's family was in poor conditions and always looked down on his home. If Lin Xu gave the money, he might be able to change a hum. Other times, he really didn't even bother to give it with a blank eye.
Under the influence of his parents, Lin Xu’s brothers and sisters also have this attitude. Lin Xu has long been chilled towards his family. Apart from a fixed payment of 500 yuan a month for alimony, he never interacts with them. .
Anyway, where a family of three go to New Year, it’s the same.
After Lin Xu put down the phone and said to his wife, the couple posted a holiday notice at the entrance of the supermarket, gave a new year gift to the salesperson and cashier, then locked the supermarket door and drove their Wuling Hongguang straight to Qindao.
The villa community has a good location, and after Lin Qingyin personally deployed the Feng Shui Array, the aura is more abundant than other places. Cultivation here is more effective than other places.
Since it’s his own house, I don’t have to worry about setting up the formations. Lin Qingyin used all the jade he brought with them into a spirit gathering formation, supplemented by the aura of the sea and the feng shui formation in the villa area. This formation can be used forever as long as it is not dismantled.
Lin Qingyin put a "do not disturb" note on the door after setting up the formation, closed the door and started practicing. Feeling the surging aura in the room, Lin Qingyin let go of the constraints on the meridians and frantically absorbed the air. The aura.
The spiritual energy in the Spirit Gathering Formation was rapidly diminishing, but at the same time the aura in the sea was constantly being replenished. Lin Qingyin worked his mind with his light car and used it to wash his meridians over and over again. When Lin Qingyin opened her eyes the next morning, she was already at the peak of the Qi training period, and when she found a place with more aura, she could try to build a foundation.
After soaking in a hot bath, breakfast was already on the table when Lin Qingyin came out of the room. Lin Xu and his wife, Fatty Wang, Han Zhengfeng, and Zhang Qidou were chatting in full swing, and there was no strangeness at all. Seeing Lin Qingyin came down, Zheng Guangyan pulled out the chair next to her, looked at her daughter with a full face, and said, "You had rested when we arrived last night. Are you too tired to sleep for so long?"
Lin Qingyin smiled and walked over: "That's not the case. I just recalled the recent experience of fortune-telling."
Zheng Guangyan picked up a hand-cut pork bun that was just out of the pot and handed it to Lin Qingyin. He suddenly remembered something: "By the way, when we came yesterday, you said you don’t need to bring anything, it’s all here. But I want to have one of you. Certainly not, so I brought it here!"
There was a bad feeling in Lin Qingyin's heart. Before Zheng Guangyan could reveal the answer, she suddenly stood up and ran towards the living room. I saw a huge schoolbag on the sofa, which was not zipped because it was too full, revealing one after another exercise book.
Lin Qingyin: "!!!"
You are really my mother!
Han Zhengfeng and Zhang Qidou, who had already seen the schoolbag, did not speak very tacitly, but they looked at Lin Qingyin with sympathy. Han Zhengfeng was fortunate that he had survived the difficult years of high school a long time ago, but Zhang Qidou was different. He had never attended high school and had never seen so many exercise books.
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Although Qicheng and Qindao were close, Lin Xu and his wife had been struggling with food and clothing for the first half of their lives and had never come out to play. Although it was winter in Qindao this time, the weather was beautiful, the temperature was high and the sun was good, the two put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher, and then they were ready to go on the beach to take pictures and send them to Moments.
When Fatty Wang finished eating, he just made tea and the phone rang. It was Chen Daheng who opened the phone. Fatty Wang asked about Chen Qirun’s situation, and Chen Daheng said happily, “Thank you, Master Lin. Qirun has had several examination results, and they are all very good. The doctor agreed to let him eat some liquid food this morning, and he breathed a sigh of relief. I just drank a bowl of porridge and still felt not full. But we didn't dare to feed him, the doctor said that we should proceed step by step, so as not to adapt to the stomach and intestines."
After talking about his son’s situation, Chen Daheng talked about his purpose of making the call: “Actually, I made the call for a friend of mine. His son went out to play with his classmates three days ago. He fell into a coma when he got home and was sent to the hospital again. No problem can be found. I wondered if his son was also lost?"
Fatty Wang said, "Wait a minute," and then relayed the matter of Chen Daheng to Lin Qingyin.
Lin Qingyin lazily asked with a teacup in the sun: "Ask if he knows the birthdate of that child."
The child's father was right next to Chen Daheng, and he hurriedly reported his son's birth date. Lin Qingyin counted it up and said: "He is indeed in a state of being out of the soul, but it is more troublesome than Chen Qirun."
Fatty Wang stroked his fat face a little worriedly. He used to think that the scope of the master's work was fortune-telling, yin acupuncture, and feng shui. He didn't expect to start looking for them for the loss of souls now.
"Little Master, can we take this job?"
Lin Qingyin scratched his forehead with his thumb, carefully turned his head to look at Zheng Guangyan, who was getting dressed at the door and preparing to go for a walk on the beach, and whispered, "It's better to pick it up than to make a workbook at home!"
Han Zhengfeng remembered his fear of being dominated by problem sets in high school, and silently extended his thumb to agree with Lin Qingyin's decision. In fact, he wanted to put aside the piles of papers to do something other than studying, but his strength didn't allow him. At that time, he didn't have Lin Qingyin's current capital!
Chen Daheng's friend is Wei Cheng, and his son Wei Xin also lives in the brain ward of the same hospital, but on a different floor. In the past two days, Wei Cheng was worried about his son's sudden coma. He didn't even bother to contact Chen Daheng. Chen Daheng didn't know that Wei Cheng's son had an accident.
Until today, when the two met in the elevator, Wei Cheng asked when he saw Chen Daheng carrying a thermos, and he knew that Chen Qirun had woke up. Upon hearing this, Wei Cheng went directly to Chen Qirun's ward, only to see that Chen Qirun's ruddy complexion and the appearance of the previous coma were totally different. After Chen Daheng explained what happened, Wei Cheng immediately decided to invite this master.
Speaking of which, Wei Cheng is lucky. If it weren't for the truckload of seafood and New Year goods that the Chen family sent yesterday, Lin Qingyin would have arrived in Qicheng this time, so she might not have come even if she invited her.
Hearing that the master agreed to take a trip, Wei Cheng hurriedly thanked him and then quickly transferred his son to the VIP ward and arranged it next to Chen Qirun's ward.
Lin Qingyin and his party saw Chen Daheng waiting at the door with a man about his age at the entrance of the inpatient department. At this time they had been standing outside for more than half an hour, and fortunately, there was enough sunshine and no wind in the past few days, so they didn't freeze through.
Although Wei Cheng was anxious, he knew that outside was not a place to talk, so he quickly took Lin Qingyin to the ward as an elevator. Wei Xin, like Chen Qirun yesterday, was also equipped with various instruments. Lin Qingyin ignored the tubes and directly penetrated the divine sense. Wei Xin's body was empty and there was no soul.
Lin Qingyin had also heard of such sects in the cultivation world in the past life that they specialized in ingesting souls to increase their cultivation level. However, Lin Qingyin knew very little about this kind of sects because they had never gone out. However, ordinary people can only live for seven days when the soul is out of the body. After this time limit, the body and soul will be damaged, and the gods will be difficult to save by then.
Modern medical treatment is advanced, and even if the body is in a coma, let alone seven days or seventy days, it’s okay, but they have nothing to do with the soul.
Zhang Qidou didn't know what method Lin Qingyin used to explore the soul, but from the face, the boy on the bed was dying, so he looked at Wei Cheng with sympathy.
Wei Cheng was stunned by Zhang Qidou's expression, and his face turned pale in an instant: "Master, how is my child?"
Zhang Qidou stroked his beard, and said bluntly: "I am powerless. The main thing is to look at Master Lin."
Wei Cheng immediately turned his head and looked at Lin Qingyin nervously. Lin Qingyin didn't sell Guanzi, and said directly: "His situation is different from Chen Qirun. Chen Qirun just died accidentally, and your son's entire soul is gone."
With a hum of Wei Cheng's head, he almost passed away. Chen Daheng quickly supported his back and asked eagerly: "Master Lin, you must have a way."
Lin Qingyin took out the tortoise shell and put it in his hand: "Where did your son go before he became unconscious?"
In the past two days, Wei Cheng also found the classmates who went out with Wei Xin on the day of the accident, and repeatedly asked where they had gone.
"Wei Xin left at 11:30 in the morning that day. After meeting with some of his friends, he ate hot pot first, and then went to watch the movie. But after the movie ends, some of Wei Xin's friends will go to the Internet cafe to play games. , They said that Wei Xin wanted to buy a gift for a girl who was about to celebrate her birthday, and they separated." Wei Cheng said with a somewhat ugly expression: "They were separated at five o'clock in the afternoon, and Wei Xin came back at seven o'clock in the evening. When he got home, he said he was dizzy and wanted to go to bed, and we found out the next morning that he was unconscious and unconscious."
Zhang Qidou stroked his beard and couldn't help but interject: "It is estimated that the soul separation is related to the gift shop that went to the back. Have you brought the gifts he bought?"
"Yes, I went home to pick it up specially." Wei Cheng opened the drawer and took out a gift box and handed it over. Zhang Qidou took it and opened it to Lin Qingyin. Inside was a beautiful necklace with a heart-shaped pendant. Pink crystal.
"Now little girls seem to like pink crystals." Han Zhengfeng said to the side: "In Feng Shui fortune, pink crystals can attract peach blossoms, but this pink crystal may be fake, and the color is reddish."
Lin Qingyin stretched out her hand to link the crystal item and looked at the sunlight for a moment, then held it in her palm for a moment. When she released it again, everyone took a breath, and saw that the pink crystal turned white with a drop of soybeans inside. The size of bright red blood.
"This is Wei Xin's blood."
Fatty Wang curiously leaned over and looked at the blood in the crystal: "This blood has been in it for several days, it looks like blood, it's not scientific at all."
Han Zhengfeng glanced at Fatty Wang with ineffable words, what science are you talking about as a fortune-teller!
Lin Qingyin put the crystal pendant on the table and took out the tortoise shell and ancient coins to draw the hexagram.
Zhang Qidou is a practice with his master. He has studied fortune-telling and feng shui, and Yao Gua is one of the must-learned content. Zhang Qidou's hexagram has always been based on his talents. In fact, what is more important is his ability to perceive the ways of heaven.
Seeing that Lin Qingyin wanted a hexagram, Zhang Qidou took out the notebook and pen from his bag and prepared to help Lin Qingyin write down the hexagram so that he could use it to calculate the hexagram. But as soon as the hexagram came out, before Zhang Qidou could see the hexagram clearly, Lin Qingyin took the tortoise shell and copied it on the table to continue the hexagram. Zhang Qidou dragged Fatty Wang confusedly, and asked in a low voice, "Master Lin doesn't write down the hexagrams when he is in the Yao Gua?"
Fatty Wang held his hand and covered his mouth and whispered: "Little Master said, what is the brain for, and still write it on paper?"
Zhang Qidou almost cried when he heard the words. He really couldn't do it with his brain alone on how to assemble the hexagram without writing it down, and how to deduct it.
While Zhang Qidou was complaining about herself, Lin Qingyin had already finished the hexagrams. She reached out and put away the ancient coins and put the turtle shell on the palm of her hand: "This pendant is a medium, and Wei Xin voluntarily dripping blood into it is equivalent to opening it. With this medium, when he gets home, people can use this pendant to forcibly steal his soul. It is estimated that the other party wants the soul but does not want to expose himself, so he came up with such a trick. But luckily, his soul does not have it. Damaged, just take it back."
Fatty Wang was a little confused: "Where can I get it?"
"Naturally look for the person who arrested Wei Xin's soul." She turned her head and asked Fatty Wang, "Are you going?"
It's the first time Fatty Wang has encountered such a horrible thing since he was engaged in fortune-telling. To be honest, he doesn't really want to go. It's definitely not a good thing to be able to detain people's souls forcibly. But he didn't worry about letting Lin Qingyin go by himself, because the little master is still underage, he must protect her!
Han Zhengfeng and Zhang Qidou stayed here to open their faces for the New Year to open their eyes. Besides, they have seen everything after so many years in the industry. They didn't think it was too frightening. They all said they wanted to accompany Lin Qingyin.
Wei Cheng hesitated for a moment, and when Lin Qingyin was about to walk out of the ward door, he couldn't help but ask, "Master Lin, can I follow?"
Lin Qingyin didn't look back, but just beckoned and motioned for him to follow.
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Fatty Wang's off-road vehicle is very large, and Wei Cheng, Han Zhengfeng, and Zhang Qidou are not too crowded sitting behind them. Fatty Wang started the car and drove away from the hospital. Before asking questions, he heard Lin Qingyin say, "Go to the right."
Turn right, turn left, turn right, about 20 minutes later, the car drove into a two-lane old street, there are many shops on both sides of the road, all kinds of businesses have everything.
Lin Qingyin asked Fatty Wang to park the car to the side of the road. She got out of the car and looked around, and walked straight to a shop called "Taogudian".
This small shop is not big, there are two inside and outside, separated by a curtain. There is a glass counter outside the curtain. The owner is a thin black man in his 50s and 60s, sitting inside the glass counter, looking down at a tattered book.
Lin Qingyin pushed the door in, and some of the old wooden doors made a creaking sound, and a few people filed in, immediately crowding the small shop.
The old man looked at them and said in a hoarse voice: "I have some second-hand or worthless gadgets here. The pictures are weird and not suitable for rich people like you to give gifts."
Wei Chengqiang resisted the anger and lowered his head so as not to expose the emotional delay of Lin Qingyin. Lin Qingyin put his hands in his pockets and looked at the goods in the store as if he were strolling.
The old man looked back at Lin Qingyin, his eyes fixed on Zhang Qidou with a guard. Zhang Qidou didn't say a word, and deliberately turned to the opposite position of Lin Qingyin to attract the attention of the shopkeeper.
The empty space in the shop was less than a dozen square meters in total. Lin Qingyin quickly turned around and came to the counter and pointed at him: "I want to buy the fan in your arms."
The old man glanced at Lin Qingyin with a bad look: "That's something for my own use, not for sale!"
Lin Qingyin chuckled softly: "I don't think your fan looks like a good thing. Why don't you sell it to me and I will burn it for you."
The shopkeeper stood up abruptly, took out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket, lit it, and threw it out, only to see that the talisman paper fell to the ground lightly, and it burned in a few seconds, leaving only a pile of ashes.
Fatty Wang looked down and couldn't help but asked, "What are you burning?"
"Array talisman." Zhang Qidou sneered: "But it doesn't seem to work well."
The shop owner's face was very ugly. He stared at a few people for a while, and finally fell on Lin Qingyin: "Just now you were the only one who turned the shop around. You broke my formation."
"That's also called formation?" Lin Qingyin curled his lips: "This is too crude. I stepped on it without trying hard."