An internet sensation!Tuan pet baby ginseng three and a half years old

The Wen Qi family walked out of the Wen family manor, and Lili was still making noises and crying on the road.

Wen Wei was so noisy that he couldn't do anything, so he slapped his son with his backhand:

"Noise, noisy, noisy! Good things haven't been done, and it's all your fault!"

Lili didn't feel afraid at all, but instead burst into screams and cried even harder.

Wen Qi and Huang Yue also protected him, and in turn blamed Wen Wei:
"Why are you beating him! The kid is so tender! What if he gets damaged?"

Wen Wei rolled his eyes directly.

Speaking of which, his son can at best be regarded as his second-generation version. He is really powerful and has no fear of anyone.

He didn't bother to care about this noisy boy:

"Dad, let's just leave like this? Is the matter going to be over?"

When Wen Qi was asked, his expression darkened little by little:
"Don't worry, wait until I get back and ask Master Yuan."

As he said that, he winked at his son again.

Wen Wei turned his head to the side and saw his wife Huang Yue clearly eavesdropping with her ears raised, and started to curse:

"Why do you, a prodigal bitch, listen to the affairs of a man's family?"

Huang Yue curled her lips and wanted to complain, but she held it back and spoke in a soft voice:

"Don't I want to help you?"

Wenwei really benefited from it.

Huang Yue's family background is not that good, so being with Wen Wei is definitely considered a high achievement.

This is all thanks to her ability to control her temperament. When she needs to stay low, she will never let go of her pride, and she is able to take aim at the situation.

Seeing that neither her father-in-law nor her husband wanted to elaborate on the matter, she didn't ask any more questions.

When he got home, he dragged his crying son out of the car and used the new game console to coax his precious son, not caring where Wen Qi Wenwei went.

As for the father and son, they didn't even get out of the car, turned around and rushed to a small courtyard somewhere in Yanjing——

It is said to be "small", but according to the price of land in Yanjing, this courtyard can be regarded as a luxury house.

But its owner is very low-key, the door is tightly closed, and there is no trace of luxury in the appearance. It is quietly hidden in the bustling city, enjoying the tranquility.

In the eyes of Wen Qi and Wenwei's father and son, they are truly masters, hiding their secrets!

The father and son were extremely respectful and knocked on the door with their suitcases in hand. After taking only two steps, they saw a Taoist man throwing fish food standing next to the rockery in the courtyard.

This person is dressed in white, with gray hair tied into a bun. He is slim and tall, with gentle but sharp eyebrows. He has an air of immortality, very much like those otherworldly immortals in TV series.

This person's surname is Yuan, and his single name is named Feng.

Although his reputation is not well-known in Yanjing circles, the father and son know that this is because Master Yuan likes to travel around, and he is basically not stationed in Yanjing, and he usually behaves in a low-key manner.

Even if they were not introduced by friends, it would be difficult for them to knock on Master Yuan's door and get his help.

Wen Qi Wenwei and his son were often high-profile and domineering in other places.

But when I came in front of Master Yuan, I was very humble.

Wen Wei directly placed the small suitcase in front of Yuan Feng, and there was a click, and the red banknotes dazzled people's eyes.

But Yuan Feng just glanced at it casually, and then continued to feed his fish food.

Wen Qi secretly said something terrible, and he begged in a mournful voice:
"Master Yuan, please help me!"

Yuan Feng ignored them for a long time. The father and son stood there for a full ten minutes before Yuan Feng sighed.

He put down the fish food in his hand and looked at the two people with compassion:

"As I said, I will only do something harmful to God once. It's because you saved me, Mr. Wen."

"I know! I know!"

Wen Qi nodded repeatedly, with a bitter look on his face.
"But Master Yuan, our statue is in a bad state, and our family's situation has not been good recently. Did the previous technique... fail?"

Yuan Feng narrowed his eyes:

"Are you questioning me?"

How dare Wen Qi shake his head and smile very humbly:

"No, I'm just afraid that something went wrong behind the matter... It's okay if my matter doesn't work out. I didn't have any hope from the beginning, but I'm afraid that Master Yuan will be implicated. After all, Master Yuan personally handled this matter. of!"

After hearing Qi's words, everything that should be thanked, hinted and begged was all in place. He really knew how to speak.

When his stupid son heard Wei, he just nodded stupidly in agreement.

Yuan Feng looked at the father and son for a long time, and finally took out the hand behind his back:
"Show me something."

Without saying anything, Wen Qi took out a statue from his briefcase.

It is a ferocious ghost wood sculpture with three heads, six arms and twelve eyes. The texture is an abnormal red, as if it is dyed with blood. Just holding it in your hand makes people feel fuzzy and subconsciously want to stay away.

Only Wen Qi held it in his arms like a treasure and carefully handed it to Yuan Feng.

Yuan Feng observed carefully for a while, then with a flick of his hand, two lines of blood and tears fell from Li Gui's face.

Wen Qi Wenwei and his son were stunned and trembling:
"This! This is!"

Yuan Feng sighed:

"Sure enough, the Great Luck Road is not so easy to win. I think the original wooden beads must have been destroyed."

Wen Qi's eyes widened instantly:

"How does Master Yuan know? I just found out about this from my sister's servant! If I hadn't been more thoughtful, I wouldn't have known that the boy hadn't worn the bracelet for a long time! What should I do now? Ah, Master Yuan!"

Old God Yuan Feng is still here, but he frowns slightly:
"This is a bit tricky."

Wen Qi's expression of pleading froze, and his eyes rolled:

"Actually, I was wondering if the original plan could be implemented again."

Yuan Feng raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

Wen Qi had a simple and honest smile, but what came out of his mouth were completely different vicious words:
"Master Yuan didn't say that. My sister and I have good fortunes. She is strong and I am weak. She is weak and I am strong. Several children in my sister's family have great luck. It was not easy for me to aim at the younger one. A bracelet suppressed his luck. After a period of time, my family's luck was really good, but unfortunately it was destroyed now... However, recently, a little girl came back to my sister's house. She is also connected by blood, but she is only three and a half years old this year. No matter what, it won’t become a problem! If you point the finger at her, Master Yuan, look at..."

Yuan Feng glanced at him lightly and said without comment:
"Put your things down for now. I'll think about it later and give you an answer."

Wen Qi didn't force him, he smiled and nodded.

Not only did he leave the statue of the devil behind, but he also didn't take away the suitcase full of money.

When their figures disappeared, the door was closed tightly.

Master Yuan Feng, a master of the immortal style, slammed back the rocking chair next to him and muttered:
"Be a good boy, these father and son are so cruel. They can even attack a three-year-old baby. This is even more cruel than me..."

In the room behind him, a sneer came from across the door:
"You are correct." (End of Chapter)