The eye-catching bronze statue
o, on that brick road in the ghost market, when he grabbed my shoulder, the force was enough to crush my bones!Jiang Qiyun unceremoniously pressed me down onto the pillow, and said coldly, “Brutal, to...Chapter 15: The Glaring Bronze Statue
Jiang Qiyun walked with me on his back in the white light. It seemed like we only took a few steps. When I couldn't help but sneak a peek, the white light disappeared instantly —
I looked, this is my room.
He placed me on the bed, arms crossed, and asked coldly, "Are you bored Bored enough to go ghost hunting"
“How do you know there are ghosts there I was just out shopping.”
His attitude annoyed me a bit.
While others are scoundrels, he is a demon.
“Didn't you forget what I said The spirit fetus is born, you should be even more careful, once it is damaged——”
"Once it's damaged, you've wasted seven days of hard work! You get me That's really tough on you." I retorted angrily.
I fear you, I accept my fate, I won't take medicine.
What else do you want
Jiang Qiyun's face was as cold as frost, his eyes like ice swords piercing through me, staring at me with icy coldness.
His deep black eyes held a golden iris that flickered within, giving me the sensation of looking into an abyss where magma churned.
A dangerous and deadly attraction.
"Mu Xia Qiao," he leaned in close, his voice low and serious. "I've told you several times now, recognize your identity. You are my wife by marriage, a union sealed before birth, it will never change. Have some awareness and protect yourself."
I still resent him.
He usually acts recklessly, and he doesn't even care about my physical condition. I can bear it! But in the car that time, he didn't even care about my mental state!
I was so scared back then! My father was missing, and that red ghost face was roaring about cutting off my hands and feet! I was almost scared to death, okay!
And then what He just heaved me into the car, without a single word of comfort or tenderness, and even said some strange things!
"Don't sugarcoat it. What kind of wife is a 'marriage to the afterlife' She's just a tool for childbirth, isn't she Just like those black market ads say - I'm cheaper, I'm here to pay off debts. I can only be humble, endure silently, never cry out in pain, never be afraid, never refuse!"
The resentment I had been suppressing for so long finally erupted.
My dad is unconscious in bed. Whatever "evil spirits invading the marrow," whatever "karma needs to be repaid," whatever "$1 million…" This family, so indifferent to life and death, really makes me sick of it.
Jiang Qiyun narrowed his eyes: "Then what do you want If the person who made a blood pact with you two years ago wasn't me, you would be like that middle-aged woman now, becoming the ghost king's puppet. Do you want to bear his child"
I was taken aback. What did he mean
"... Knowing too much about some things won't benefit you. The only thing you need to do now is protect what's in your belly." He paused, frowned, and repeated: "Don't let me see you wearing those high heels again!"
"Got it!" I replied impatiently, he was being way too nosy!
"I'm busy, Mu Xiaqiao, too many things are waiting for me to deal with, not every time can arrive in time! You wear that kind of shoes, you can't escape even if you run away, how do you drag me over to save you"
His clear voice made me shiver.
So he still cares about my safety
Okay, my safety is also tied to the seeds he has sown. He has no reason not to be worried.
Thinking about this, my anger subsided a little. Anyway, taking medicine now won't do any good.
I unconsciously raised my hand to cover my abdomen, and this action softened his cold expression a little.
"I want to ask you, my dad..."
He shook his head: "Heaven's cycle, cause and effect, karmic obstacles, even gods need to cross the tribulation."
I gritted my teeth and asked, "I want to learn the way, can you teach me"
"You" he was taken aback, his disdain thinly veiled: "You're not the right stuff, and besides, you've passed the age of enlightenment. Spare yourself the trouble."
This guy's words really drive me crazy!
"Can't you be a little more tactful I'm trying to find a way to save my dad!" I shouted.
There were two soft knocks on the door, and my brother twisted the doorknob and poked his head in. "You two, if you come back later, please use the front door, okay You suddenly appeared in the room, I thought someone broke into our house!"
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Jiang Qiyun said he was busy, which in my opinion is just an excuse from a jerk.
Well, he's the Lord of the Underworld. Even cuddling with a beautiful female ghost secretary can be considered part of the job.
I supplemented my knowledge by looking through the books at home, and my brother also began to learn how to run our father's business.
He called each of my father's old clients one by one, asking them to take good care of him. It made me feel a little sorry for him—even my brother had to bow down to money.
Just when he was hitting wall after wall, a blindingly flashy sports car pulled up outside my shop. A slick, long-legged man in a suit strutted in with all the charm in the world.
He is the Armani-suited man in the hospital.
The moment he saw me, he flashed a grin and shot me a look. He seems like quite the ladies' man.
"Hello, do you remember me" He walked straight towards me and reached out his hand to shake mine.
My brother quickly caught his hand, grasped it firmly and shook it, smiling: "You have good eyesight. You went straight for the most valuable thing in our house as soon as you walked in. But sorry, my sister is priceless."
He smiled awkwardly and quickly said, "No no, I didn't mean any offense. It's just that your sister is too beautiful, she left a deep impression on me."
My brother crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow: "Are you here to confess Then I'll have to ask you to leave."
"Alright, just kidding. I'm here on business." He handed over two business cards. "My name is Hou Shaowen, and that old man at the hospital last time was my grandfather."
He sat down and told us in detail about his grandfather. Before, the old man suffered from nervous weakness, then gradually became insomnia, and recently began to be mentally unclear. However, after a physical examination, there was nothing serious wrong.
Houshaowen quietly asked a Taoist priest, the Taoist priest said that the old man had nightmares, so he should exercise more. When his body felt tired, he could sleep deeper. As long as his own essence and energy were replenished, he could use magic to dispel the nightmares.
Nightmares I used to have sweet dreams every night, does that count as a nightmare
I'm not so bad that I'm incoherent, am I At most, I have a couple of dark circles.
"Well then, come to our store. What do you want" my brother asked directly.
Hou Shaowen glanced at me, seeming somewhat reluctant to speak.
"Let me tell you this, Young Master Hou, my sister is the actual owner of this place. If you don't want to say anything, just keep quiet." My brother said calmly.
"When did I become the master Is Dad the master" I whispered.
My brother also whispered to me, “Don't be ridiculous, I'm just leaving myself an out in case the negotiations get tough!”
Hou Shaowen nodded and said, "Well, I see that your sister is an adult now, so I'll just be straight with you... The Taoist priest said my grandfather has been too weak for too long and needs to replenish his vital energy. He needs a virgin, but my grandfather's current condition estimates that he needs external help to complete it. The Taoist priest asked me to find a genuine statue of the Joyful Buddha."
My brother suppressed a smile and asked, “A happy Buddha bronze statue Is this monk from the Esoteric sect”
"Yes, genuine is what I want. Price is no object." Hou Shaowen said seriously.
My brother pulled out a suitcase from the bottom of the counter and rummaged through it for a while before finding two on top. He smiled and said, "Which pose do you like"
Posture
I took a closer look, my god! So spicy for the eyes!nity!""Why is Zhu Weiti unwilling, why am I unwilling, and many others are unwilling too!!""What heavens, what immortals, what high heavenly gods! As long as one schemes and plots carefully, they can...