The next moment, Yuanyuan's eyes were firm. She flicked her finger in the direction of Zhang Chen...
Zhang Zhenwei almost thought he was seeing things! For a split second, he saw a golden beam of light shoot out from the Bagua mirror!
When the light touched Zhang Chen, it seemed as if a puff of black air was scattered!
Zhang Zhenwei was shocked once again!
He looked around but found that, except for himself, no one else seemed to have noticed this.
No way. Could it be that staying with this little girl for so long had given him some unknown power?
Yuanyuan didn't notice her grandfather's reaction. The moment the black air was scattered, she clearly saw the little ghost on her uncle's back release its grip in pain and run away!
Yuanyuan immediately took off in pursuit!
But before she could take two steps, she suddenly felt her body leave the ground. Her two little legs flailed in mid - air.
"Hey hey hey..."
Zhang Zhenwei laughed as he picked her up by the collar and pulled her into his arms. "Don't run around. You just solved such a big problem for your third uncle. If there's anything else today, take a break first. We'll deal with it next time."
"Anyway, your third uncle won't die anytime soon."
Ah...
Was this really okay...
Yuanyuan's thick eyelashes fluttered. She turned to look at Zhang Chen.
His glabella was bright, his complexion was ruddy, his eyes were smiling, and his pupils were clear and bright.
He really didn't seem to be in danger anytime soon.
"Okay then~"
The little girl replied helplessly.
Seeing that there was nothing urgent at the company for the moment, Zhang Zhenwei said hello to Zhang Chen and prepared to take his granddaughter to show off to his old friends!
With such a powerful kid, those old guys would be so jealous!
However, as the saying goes, the sky is unpredictable.
When the car was halfway there, a phone call came in.
The caller's voice was choked with sobs and a thick nasal tone.
"Mr. Zhang! My father is dying. Please... please come and see him for the last time!"
"What?" Zhang Zhenwei's fist tightened immediately. "Okay, don't panic. I'll come right away!"
After hanging up the phone, the old man's face was full of anxiety.
The car fell silent. The little girl carefully observed her grandfather's expression. Seeing that he wasn't happy, she obediently shut up and sat quietly beside him.
...
At the Qi family's mansion.
On the sofa, a group of people were fidgeting, their faces ashen.
A man was holding his phone, constantly making calls. As more and more people entered the Qi family's mansion, his expression became more and more solemn.
At this moment.
Zhang Zhenwei and Zhang Yuanyuan arrived at the door of the Qi family's mansion.
A Western - style villa stood in front of them. Yuanyuan instinctively sniffed the air. The pungent and unpleasant smell made her wrinkle her nose.
"Grandpa, are you here to see an old grandpa today?"
Zhang Zhenwei ruffled her hair. "Yes. He's an old friend of mine. Yuanyuan, stay close to me later. We'll go back soon."
"Okay."
The little girl replied sweetly, but her mind was quickly sizing up the place.
The house looked bright and beautiful on the outside, but the smell of medicine in the air was extremely strong. There was a killing aura floating out of the house, the kind that came when a person was about to die. But...
Her eyes darted around, and she saw the character "Qi" on the door.
The old master of the Qi family...
Hmm...
She wiggled her little hands and frowned.
This old grandpa clearly still had years to live.
Moreover, the people who were good friends with her grandfather all seemed to live long lives.
So why was this old man bedridden for years and now on the verge of death?
Her grandfather led her inside. The young man who had called Zhang Zhenwei earlier immediately stopped what he was doing and walked quickly towards them.
"Mr. Zhang is here? Thank you for coming. My father has been talking about you. I had no choice but to call you, afraid that he would have a lifelong regret."
"Yeah." Zhang Zhenwei replied. Seeing that the servants were already preparing for the funeral, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.
"Let's go and see your father."
"Okay."
The young man led the way. The three of them quickly bypassed the crowd and came to the door of the old master of the Qi family's ward.
Zhang Yuanyuan sniffed gently with her little nose.
The smell of death was getting stronger.
The moment they pushed open the door, the killing aura rushed towards them. There was definitely something here!
Yuanyuan quickly took out a safety talisman and stuffed it into her grandfather's hand. Then she walked into the room with her hands behind her back and trotted up to the patient's bedside. She stood on tiptoe and carefully examined the old master of the Qi family's face.
The young man was taken aback and only then noticed the little girl.
"Is this the little granddaughter you were going to introduce at the banquet that day?"
He had been delayed because of his father's illness that day and had gone to the banquet late with his son. He hadn't even seen the little girl when she left.
"Yeah."
Zhang Zhenwei looked gratified. "Don't worry. She won't cause any trouble. Let her take a look."
Yuanyuan's ears perked up. Hearing their conversation, she felt a little ashamed...
In her hurry, she had forgotten her manners... She should have asked the uncle first...
But the old grandpa in front of her was more important!
The old master of the Qi family was in his seventies. Due to years of treatment, his hair had all fallen out, and only a few white hairs remained on his head. His eye sockets were deeply sunken, his body was as thin as a skeleton, and his arms were covered with blue veins like earthworms.
Not to mention the wrinkles on his face.
It was heart - wrenching to look at.
Yuanyuan's little hand reached out to feel the old master of the Qi family's pulse.
The pulse was so weak that it was almost imperceptible. His qi and blood had almost dissipated. But apart from some minor ailments that were common among the elderly, there was no serious illness. So why had he become like this?
Yuanyuan turned to look at the young man. "Uncle, what's wrong with grandpa?"
"I don't know." The young man sighed and walked to the window, wanting to light a cigarette. But then he remembered the child and the old man and extinguished it.
His face was covered with a blue stubble, and there were tired wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. It was obvious that he had been tortured for a long time.
"Mr. Zhang, my father was always afraid of worrying you, so he wouldn't let us tell you his specific condition."
"When he went to your granddaughter's banquet, he had already received a critical illness notice."
"Actually, my father's illness is very strange. Even we don't know what exactly happened. We've been to all the big and small hospitals and had all the examinations done, but the hospitals have never found anything wrong."
"We've also seen many miracle doctors, but still haven't found the real root cause of the illness."
"We can only watch helplessly as he gets weaker and weaker every day... and finally becomes like this."
His voice was full of self - blame and unwillingness.
But there was nothing he could do. Reality was just too powerless.
Yuanyuan quietly tugged at her grandfather's hand. When her grandfather bent down, she whispered in his ear, "Grandpa, I can save this grandpa."
Zhang Zhenwei's sad expression paused. Combining what the young man had just said, he asked in disbelief, "Is it also those things causing trouble?"
"Yeah... kind of."
"Okay, sweetheart. What do you need? Grandpa will help you!"
Zhang Yuanyuan looked at the young man. "Uncle, can you give me five pieces of clothes that Grandpa Qi usually wears? And prepare some rooster's blood, three incense sticks, and Grandpa Qi's exact birth date."
Qi Tian, who was immersed in his unwillingness, was stunned. He wondered if he had misheard.