C347 Daoist Priest Mao Shan
C347 Daoist Priest Mao Shan
Not many people knew about this meeting. The patriarch of the Lee family brought Lee Wenjing into the manor through the back door of the Hu family. When they came out, it was Hu Qinghai who sent them out.
Lee Wenjing had completely turned into a flower that had been ravaged. He no longer had any poise. He even became extremely careful when he walked. He lowered his head and didn't dare to take half a step.
As for his father, the current patriarch of the Lee family, he bowed slightly with a smile on his face. He was half a step behind Hu Qinghai. As he listened to Hu Qinghai's words, he kept nodding his head.
"Yes! I understand! Don't worry, I know what to do! "
Hu Qinghai stood at the door, speechless, as he watched the patriarch of the Lee family leave in a hurry with Lee Wenjing in the back door.
Back in the backyard, Hu Qinghai lowered his hand and looked at his grandfather, who was meditating with his eyes closed. He didn't dare to disturb him, so he could only stand by the side.
He felt a wave of anger in his heart, as if it could not be vented.
"Such a thing happened in the Lee family, it naturally makes people extremely disgusted. However, this was done by Madman Lee after all. He died, and the Lee family was willing to give enough compensation. This matter should be settled just like that!"
"It's not convenient for us to interfere too much in the matters of the four great families. They developed their own businesses, and they didn't rely on us. Now, it's an extraordinary period of time. There are some things that aren't good enough if we overdo it. It's even worse than that. "
"Those people who were present in the afternoon must keep their mouths shut. I'll ask your father to personally give them a call. Don't let this matter get out. It won't be good for it to affect them. "
Old Man Hu Qidong stopped for a moment and continued to speak calmly.
"I don't think Yang Qiu will care about these things. I think you should keep your identity a secret. I can't help it anymore. You can officially represent the Hu family at the charity auction tomorrow night. "
"Those friends of yours are not bad. Support them up. In the future, it's not impossible for them to replace the four big families. "
Hu Qinghai sighed in his heart and answered respectfully. Then, he exited Old Man Hu Qidong's room.
That night, Hu Hanqing made a few phone calls. Very quickly, these calls were made to almost all the wealthy families in Hong Kong. In the afternoon, every young man in the hall of the Horse Racing Clubhouse was ordered to shut down.
Late at night, Hu Hanqing appeared in Old Man Hu Qidong's room. He whispered to Old Man Hu Qidong, whose face was full of wrinkles.
"Father, this matter has been settled. "
Old Man Hu Qidong nodded slowly, turned around and looked at Hu Hanqing.
"Are you sure it is the Descending Technique from Southeast Asia or the Fraud from Hong Kong?"
Hu Hanqing's face was a little ugly.
"I have already confirmed that Madman Li is suffering from the Descending Technique, and it was last year. Although this bastard is crazy, he still can't do those inhuman things. Obviously, he is controlled by someone. "
Old Man Hu Qidong sighed and said.
"There is a Madman Li in the Lee family. I can't guarantee that there won't be a Madman Mo in the Mo family. In fact, among the families in Hong Kong, who knows how many people have fallen into his hands?"
Hu Hanqing sighed and slowly nodded his head.
"You are right. The technique of lowering one's head is the most mysterious. Once someone beheads you, you will not know. Sigh, I really don't know. It's the Xu family in Thailand and the Lin family in Malaysia. Are we being controlled like this? What should we do now?"
Hearing this, Old Man Hu Qidong narrowed his eyes and two sharp lights appeared in his eyes. He was silent for a long time before he said:
"I am preparing to do that. What do you think of the time?"
Hu Hanqing was shocked.
"Father, you. . . !"
Hu Qidong slowly leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes.
"This is the curse of the family. We cannot continue like this. I believe that Yang Qiu is willing to help us. You spent 300 billion to buy a Hundred Treasure Bag from him! However, he gave a storage ring to Qinghai. The value of the storage ring. . . It has exceeded the scope of wealth. Do you think. . . Do you think that he has ulterior motives towards our Hu family or is he simply thinking highly of Qinghai?"
Hu Hanqing lowered his head and thought for a long time. Then, he raised his head and said slowly:
"I think he is a man who values friendship and loyalty!"
Old Man Hu Qidong nodded slowly and said with a smile.
"Isn't that good? From the time he was in Jiangnan to the capital, I wanted to see his friends. I hoped that Qinghai could become his friend. This is also the reason why I chose him. I don't want my family to be harvested by others. "
"If. . . Father, you have really decided, then I have no objections. I just don't know when you are going to speak to Yang Qiu. "
Old Man Hu Qidong sighed slightly and said with a complicated expression.
"You and I both know that this is the biggest secret of the family. Unless it is absolutely necessary, I. . . "
At this moment, a faint voice sounded in Old Man Hu Qidong and Hu Hanqing's ears.
"I am willing to help you remove the curse of the family. "
Old Man Hu Qidong and Hu Hanqing were shocked. They turned around and saw Yang Qiu sitting on the sofa beside the study, looking at them with a smile.
"Young Master Yang. . . !"
Hu Hanqing looked at him in shock, then looked at the door and the window.
Two black shadows flashed by the door, and there were also two black shadows by the window.
These black shadows all had extremely powerful spiritual energy. They were the most secretive and powerful trump cards of Hu family.
These black shadows were the people who had cultivated the Dao of Runes. Their strength was not Hu Qinghai's at all. The bodyguard and driver beside him could be compared to them.
"Hehe, not bad. It took me a minute to break the ghost wall they set up. "
A gust of wind blew at the door of the study. Six black shadows appeared in the study. They were six old men dressed like priests. Their eyes flashed with extreme shock as they looked at Yang Qiu. One of the old priests took a deep breath and bowed to Yang Qiu with a trembling body.
"I am Mao Shan's 138th generation successor. Greetings, fellow Daoist. "
Yang Qiu smiled faintly.
"The Mao Shan Art you are cultivating can be considered as a righteous talisman in the Dao of Runes. Forget it. I am cultivating the Immortal Dao, and you are cultivating the Dao of Runes. They are both Dao Arts. As the saying goes, Dao Arts are natural. Since we have met, it can be considered fate. "
Yang Qiu waved his hand. Six Innate Pill and Foundation Establishment Pill slowly flew to the front of the six white-haired old Daoists.
"Take it. The Innate Pills can change your acquired bodies. The Foundation Establishment Pills can guide you to become true cultivators. I don't want to casually cause karma, but seeing that you don't have two years to live, the Maoshan Art will be lost. I don't dare to say anything else, but after reaching Foundation Establishment, cultivate the Maoshan Art. It will be very easy for you to live for another one to two hundred years. "
The six Daoists stared blankly at the pill in front of them. Suddenly, their bodies trembled as they knelt in front of Yang Qiu.
Hu Qidong and Hu Hanqing were also stunned by Yang Qiu's means and words.
That pill actually had such a miraculous effect?
Heavens!