Chapter 6 Rich Family

The richest man in Spring City.

The top ten richest people in the country.

The third place in the global list of Chinese millionaires.

These three names that can scare people to death all belong to the same person - Fei Mo, chairman of Xiyangjing Group.

This is a person who will cause a typhoon if he sneezes in Chuncheng. His name appears in various pages of local newspapers and magazines in Chuncheng almost every day. Only Yong Bowen, who "does not look outside the window, but only focuses on the Internet", will not be familiar with the name.

The article about the rich man in the magazine is written like a legendary novel. His parents have forgotten both since he was a child, pulled his brothers and sisters alone, and started from nothing. Basically, the experience of suffering that a legendary figure in the novel has not been pulled down, and all of them were encountered by Mr. Fei. The most outrageous thing is that this kind of documentary article also mentions that according to a master, the Fei family has been cursed ominous, so they are all short-lived. Since Fei Mo's ancestors, no one can live to be 60 years old, and Fei Mo's parents died when they were only in their forties. As a. As a gift, Yong Bowen couldn't help guessing that the reporter who wrote this article didn't start writing martial arts novels before.

Yong Bowen never thought that he would save such a big person the first time he caught a ghost. If the other party is just a little famous person, maybe it's better to do it, and he can come to the door directly. But for such a super-rich man, if he runs to talk about this kind of ghost possession that is the most taboo for the rich, I'm afraid he will be thrown out by his men without waiting to see the master himself.

However, now is not the time to hesitate. He has no scruples when he thinks that Ai Liyun is in danger at this moment and his life is in danger and he doesn't know what kind of torture he will suffer.

"Go to his company to find it first. If it doesn't work, go straight home. If necessary, curse him and force him out!" Yong Bowen said fiercely in his heart that he didn't care about this kind of behavior at all. It was a taboo of the Tianshi School.

When he made up his mind, he immediately left the clinic and went straight to his studio cabin.

The so-called if you want to do a good job, you must first use your tools. Considering that it must be extremely difficult for his opponent to practice things like ghosts and living corpses, he has to go back to prepare the guys first. This is to keep up with the street to fight with people. No matter how bad it is, he has to carry a watermelon knife.

You need to take the spell, the mahogany sword, as well as the yin and yang gossip mirror, rice, iron sand, black donkey's hoof, black dog blood... Turn out everything that is likely to be used, and finally take the more than a dozen family spell books.

After packing up and stopping, Yong Bowen washed his face, changed his clothes, put on a big backpack full of guys' affairs, and carried a large high-pressure toy water spray gun full of black dog blood in his left hand. He took two steps to the door. He glanced at the big black cat lying on the table sleeping late, and stretched out his empty right hand to grab the back of his neck and lift it up.

The big black cat, who was dreaming, was awakened by fear, stared at its owner in surprise, and asked, "Meow?" With a sound.

Yong Bowen explained, "Xiao Yun was arrested. Come with me to save people."

"Meow!" The black cat screamed, kicked around, and struggled desperately.

Yong Bowen was very dissatisfied, "Why are you like this? At least you are also an old antique pet raised by our grandparents. I heard that the older the black cat's blood is, the more effective it is. I have never seen such an old cat like you. I think your blood must be a good thing to exorcise evil spirits. The so-called raising soldiers for a thousand days, using soldiers for a while, our family has raised you for decades. Today, we have used you, and you still push back..."

The black cat hugged its head with its two front paws, and the meow screamed.

"Don't worry, I'll just cut a small bite of blood on your leg and put some blood on your leg, and I will never kill you..." Yong Bowen muttered and let the black cat feel relieved. As he walked to the door, he raised his foot and kicked the empty door open.

The door swung back heavily, and then I heard a crisp sound of pong, and then there was a somewhat depressing scream.

Yong Bowen was shocked. He came out and looked behind the door and saw a young woman in a straight black professional suit standing at the door with her nose covered. Her big round eyes were full of tears, which was obviously hit.

"Miss, are you all right?" Yong Bowen was shocked and hurried forward to ask.

"It's okay, it's okay." The young woman rubbed her nose, wiped the corners of her eyes, and wiped the tears that were about to drip out. Then she looked up at Yong Bowen and asked, "Are you Mr. Yong Bowen?"

This woman is about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with long legs and a figure comparable to a professional model. She has long shoulder-length hair, her eyes are like autumn water, and her lips are like red cherry blossoms. In addition, her eyes are full of tears at this moment. She really has a unique charm. It's just that her nose is a little red, and it has some signs of rosacea, which is a big damage to her image.

"You are..." Yong Bowen knew that the red nose had something to do with him. He felt ashamed and had no confidence to speak.

"Hello, Mr. Yong, my name is Han Ya. I'm Mr. Fei's personal assistant." Han Ya, a young woman, politely stretched out her hand.

"Hello, I really apologized just now. I didn't know you were behind the door..." Yong Bowen put the black cat in his right hand under the ribs and freed his hand to gently shake it with the other party. He ignored the protest of the black cat and was busy apologizing first.

"It doesn't matter." It's not a good thing for a lady to be hit by the tip of her nose, so Han Ya doesn't want to continue on this topic. She gently brings a sentence and turns to the topic, "I'm entrusted by Mr. Fei this time..."

"Mr. Fei?" Yong Bowen came to his senses at this time and immediately realized the meaning of the name. He couldn't help shouting excitedly, "Is it Fei Mo?"

"Uh...yes." Han Ya was a little upset when she saw that the other party called the boss's name rudely, but she didn't show it and still smiled politely. "Mr. Fei said thank you very much for your help to him this morning, and I apologized for not being able to thank you at that time. There are still some things in his family that need your help, so I hope you can go to his home to have a look. I don't know if Mr. Yong has time?

"Yes, there is, I have too much time. When shall we go?" Yong Bowen agreed repeatedly and was overjoyed. Unexpectedly, the problem that had just troubled him had been solved so easily. It sounds like Fei Mo's home is probably something similar to the unclean thing like the inhaling ghost on his back. This is a great clue to find the behind-the-scenes black hand.

"If it's convenient, can we do it now?" Han Ya subconsciously rubbed her still painful nose again. "Mr. Fei invited someone to the house to help watch the feng shui, just right."

"That's great. Let's go." Yong Bowen was even more happy. He turned around and closed the door. Seeing that Han Ya was still standing there, he was puzzled and said, "Aren't you leaving now?"

"Yes, yes." Han Ya seemed to be a little distracted. "Do you need to take these things with you? And your pet..." She pointed to the water gun in Yong Bowen's hand and the black cat under his armpit.

"This is a necessary tool for me." After such a reminder, Yong Bowen remembered the black cat and quickly freed it from his ribs and held it back in his hand.

The black cat meowed pitifully, with a desperate performance. It seemed that it was really easy to be caught just now.

"Don't scream." Yong Bowen shook his hand dissatisfiedly. As a result, the black cat was shaken like a broken pocket in his hand, and even meowed and made a trill.

How can there be such a cruel person in the world who can treat this poor little guy like this! Han Ya looked at this terrible scene, and an anger suddenly surged up in her heart. She just wanted to bite the hateful two-legged upright animal in front of her.

The black cat seemed to feel something. It stared at the beautiful woman who was kind-hearted in front of him with wide eyes. The cry became weaker and weaker, just like a newborn kitten, which made people couldn't help but feel pity when they heard it.

"Let me hold it." Han Ya finally couldn't stand it anymore and stretched out her hand to rescue the poor black cat from the evil animal abuser. This kind of rude action scared Yong Bowen in a daze.

"Let's go." She threw down such a sentence coldly and hugged the black cat. Han Ya turned around and left without looking back. At this moment, she is really angry. As a young woman with love, the most intolerable thing is this abominable behavior, so she is afraid that if she looks back and sees the hateful face, she can't help flattening him into a pig's head.

Yong Bowen's last tone was very unkind and puzzled. He couldn't help sighing that the old words of the needle in the woman's heart were really true.

When the two went downstairs one after the other, they saw a long black RV parked in front of the door of the building, and a driver in a straight uniform stood next to them.

When the driver saw Han Ya walking out of the building, he immediately politely opened the door behind him.

"Mr. Yong, please get in the car." Han Ya motioned for Yong Bowen to get on the bus first.

Yong Bowen was not polite. He held the large water gun in his arms, bent down and got in, only to find that there was a person in the car.

The fat-headed and big-eared face is full of flesh, and it is Liu Yi.

Liu Yi was originally full of smiles and wanted to say, but when he saw that it was Yong Bowen who got into the car, the smile on his face immediately restrained and said fiercely, "Kid, what are you doing here?" His expression changes so fast that even the big movie emperor will be ashamed of himself.

"It was Mr. Fei who invited him to go." Han Ya had already got into the car while talking. When she saw the two people sitting face to face, she hesitated for a moment and sat opposite Liu Yi next to Yong Bowen.

Yong Bowen waved to the black cat, but this guy lay comfortably in the beautiful woman's arms and refused to move. He just stared and meowed. Han Ya turned her head and stared at the cat abuser fiercely. She moved aside and turned half of her body to make the black cat as far away from him as possible, making Yong Bowen confused. Wonderful.

"Miss Han, there are very few people in our industry who have real skills like me. They mostly don't have real skills. They only rely on fooling liars with their mouths. Mr. Fei's affairs are so important. If they are delayed by those guys who only want money, it's not good." When Liu Yi said this, he stared at the business-grabbing guy opposite him fiercely, and the directivity of his words was clear.

Yong Bowen was a little annoyed when he heard this, but he thought that his trip was to save people and didn't want to make more trouble, so he put up with it and turned his head to ignore the fat man.

Han Ya said coldly, "Mr. Liu, just do the job that Mr. Fei gave you a good job. Please don't interfere in other things."

Liu Yi touched a nail, and his black face turned into a purple eggplant, but he did not dare to lose his temper with Han Ya. He had to be angry with others and stared at Yong Bowen with hatred, and stopped talking.

When the car was dull, the three silent people and a lying cat were relatively speechless, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.

Yong Bowen deliberately looked out of the window and thought about how to find clues when he got to the place. After thinking about it for a long time, he came to his senses and saw the hurried scenery outside the window. He couldn't help but be stunned and subconsciously asked, "Why did you come to the suburbs?"

"I haven't seen it." Liu Yi sneered, "Do you think rich people like Mr. Fei will compete to buy a house in the city like you little citizens?"

Han Ya explained lightly: "Mr. Fei's old house is in Qingshan on the outskirts of the city. This incident is mainly related to the old house."

Obviously, Yong Bowen didn't want to be funny anymore, so he closed his mouth and looked out of the window again.

After driving along the road for about an hour, the car turned down the road along a narrow path.

The road is very narrow and can only accommodate two cars in parallel, but it is extremely smooth. The two sides of the road are not fields that can be seen everywhere on other rural roads, but dense jungles. The forest is full of thick poplar trees, with stacked branches covering the sky and the sun, and the smallest is also 34 years old. The path extends in the forest until it disappears into the invisible green depths.

Yong Bowen has lived in Chuncheng for so many years, but he never knew that there was such a place in the suburbs. He couldn't help but feel curious. When he put the car window, he felt a cool and moist breeze coming to his face, and the fresh air with the fresh smell of light earth, grass and trees rushed into his nose, which was indescribably comfortable.

On the way, more than ten minutes later, a high iron fence gate appeared on the road ahead, cutting the extension path into two. This door is a clumsy style, with no decorative patterns. The whole body is painted red and black. At a glance, it is in sharp contrast to the surrounding emerald forest, which is extremely eye-catching.

When the car is more than 20 meters away from the door, the door opens automatically, and the car drives directly into the entrance without stopping.

After entering the door, the car drove in the dense forest for half an hour, and finally turned a corner of nearly 90 degrees, and then the sight suddenly opened up.

At the end of the dense forest ahead, it is a small half-garden-shaped valley.

The two peaks stand opposite each other. Facing the valley, there are stone walls like knives and axes. In the valley below the stone walls, there is a large manor. The houses are continuous, mostly bungalows, and the tallest building is just a three-story building. The small building is located in the center of the whole manor, and the pink color is particularly eye-catching.

The wall of the manor draws a large arc in front of the valley, and the left and right ends are connected to the cliff and mixed together.

In fact, if this scene is changed to another place, the mountain is higher, the forest is denser, and a little fog is added. Two rare birds and beasts may give people a strong visual impact and make people feel like they are in a fairyland. But in fact, this is the outskirts of the famous industrial city in Northeast China. Although there are many mountains here, there is no real peak. It's like the two peaks surrounding the valley, but more than 100 meters high, compared with the real peaks, they can only be regarded as two small bags at best. This large manor is held in the arms of two earthen bags, which has no momentum. Strictly speaking, it is a little funny.

However, Yong Bowen did not pay attention to these. Although he specializes in catching ghosts, there are also some works about feng shui in the Tianshi North School. He has also dabbled in some when he has nothing to do. Thinking that this rich man's ancestral home is usually as feng shui as the ancestral tomb, he can't help but be in his heart. Compare this place with what you have learned.

In this comparison, he couldn't help but be shocked. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that the manor's feng shui all violated the feng shui taboo. After careful measurement, it turned out to be a rare and fierce place!

"Okay, it's really a good place." Liu Yi's voice suddenly sounded, pointing to the heroic saying in front of him, "The mountains here are clear and the forest is beautiful. The twin peaks are facing each other to protect the left and right. The light enters from the top, and the clouds gathers by themselves. It is the rare gathering treasure of wealth. No wonder Mr. Fei is rich in the world. With this feng shui treasure as the main house, it is really difficult to be underdeveloped.

Hearing this in his ears, Yong Bowen couldn't help muttering in his heart, "This mountain peak is rough and cold, the acupuncture point is lonely, dry and unrunken. The two mountains are sandwiched behind each other, and the left empty and right lacks the wind to shoot in. As the old saying goes, 'the yin wind blows people, the yang wind blows people poor'. If you set up a house, you must be poor and lonely, and the family will gradually decline. It is actually a big fierce house. Why did he say it was a feng shui treasure? But he thought, "If this is really a fierce hole, how can Fei Mo be rich in the world? Liu Yi's words make sense. It seems that my feng shui ability is far worse than others. Although his character is a little worse, he still has the ability. Thinking of this, he hid all his doubts and did not dare to speak at will in case Liu Yi had a chance to laugh at him.

The RV stopped in front of the gate of the manor. When the three got off the car, they heard the sound of water in their ears and looked at it. There was a canal passing in front of the door, extending along the long garden wall to both sides, and finally sank into the wall, just like an eight-character shape.

Yong Bowen couldn't help frowning and said secretly, "The sound of water in front of this house is sad and the water is eight characters, and the master is the heir of wealth..." Just thinking about it, he heard Liu Yi loudly pointed out, "Good water, good canal, this is called the water dragon to protect the gas, the main gathering of wealth."

Han Ya smiled indifferently, "Mr. Liu, I don't understand these things. If you want to say something to Mr. Fei, you have to wait to see him. He can't hear your high opinion here."

Liu Yi's proud face was stiff, and he stopped talking. He just took out a compass from his briefcase, looked twice, and looked around. His eyebrows frowned slightly unexpectedly, but then he looked as if nothing had happened.

Han Ya no longer paid attention to Liu Yi. She came to the door and raised her voice, "I'm back. Open the door."

The black iron door slid silently to both sides, and a cool breeze blew out of the door. Yong Bowen's irritability and heat disappeared in the cold summer. He only felt that there seemed to be an unknown yin in the wind. He couldn't help shivering. His empty right hand quickly pinched a consoling spell and silently drank a sentence "All evils avoid retreating".

The yin gas that came to my face flew away.

Yong Bowen stared into the door, and the first thing he saw was a clump of green dwarf trees. A silvery column of water behind the dwarf trees sprayed up, splashing into scattered water in the air and falling down. Many drops of water floated with the wind, bringing the coolness in the wind.

"Please come in." Han Ya made a slight gesture of invitation, and then walked to the garden first. She took two steps. As soon as she stepped into the garden, the black cat, who had been lying comfortably in her arms, suddenly meowed and jumped out suddenly. She ran to Yong Bowen and jumped up. After climbing three times, she actually easily got on his shoulder, and then lay down. The long tail shook endlessly and was originally narrowed into a thin line. His pupils were completely open at this moment, staring at the open door, meowing non-stop.

Han Ya stopped and looked back at the black cat puzzledly, "What's wrong with it?"

"Ah?" Yong Bowen, who was gently patting the black cat, heard the inquiry and said, "Oh, it's a little afraid of people. It's okay. It's okay. Let's go in."

"Are you afraid of people?" Han Ya didn't understand why a cat was afraid of life. She was just a little worried that the black cat would fall back into the hands of the hateful guy and be abused, so she stretched out her hand and said, "Mimi, come here, I'll take you in."

The black cat, who has always been very obedient on the road, seems to hear her call at this moment, and even won't even glance at her.

"It's not called Mimi, it's called Cotton." Yong Bowen smiled awkwardly and said to the black cat on his shoulder, "Cotton, go to Miss Han's place and let her hold you..."

The black cat was indifferent and didn't take he at all.

"Forget it, let's go in." Han Ya felt a little discouraged and did not dare to delay too long at the door. She had to give up the idea of hugging the black cat back and turned into the door, but scolded the black cat with dissatisfaction that he didn't know how good or bad it was so intimate with the guy who abused it.

"A beast who doesn't know good or evil." Liu Yi cursed strangely and shook the compass in his hand and walked into the manor.

Yong Bowen took a step forward, and the black cat suddenly meowed again, as if clutching his shoulder with some fear, and even his claws were unconsciously exposed, piercing through his thin summer clothes.

"Hey, put away your paws. You scratched me." Yong Bowen knocked on the black cat's head angrily, " Coward, what's so terrible about you with me, a contemporary heavenly master?"

The black cat meowed twice, its tail raised high, and looked sideways at him, and its eyes were full of distrust.

"Hey, why are you looking at me like this?" Yong Bowen was very dissatisfied, "I can tell you that it's time to test you and me. It depends on whether you can find Sister Xiaoyun or not. We must not flinch. Even if there is a knife and fire sea purgatory oil pot in front of us, we have to try it. If you still want to hang out with my son in the future, don't slip back today. Let's find the child's future mother with me first. After saying that, he ignored the black cat, took a deep breath and stepped into the door.