My fortune telling is so accurate that big bosses from all walks of life begged me to come out.

Song family.

Knowing that Li Xinglian was moving in, Song Yizhi had his room tidied up in advance.

Li Xinglian only brought some daily necessities and said, "I just told my manager that I won't answer announcements for this month to free up time to protect you."

Song Yizhi was so surprised that he didn't know what to say.

Speaking of which, the relationship between the two is actually not that good.

Even at the beginning, Song Yizhi thought Li Xinglian was a liar.

The next two times, Li Xinglian helped Song Yizhi solve problems, and the two barely became familiar with each other.

"Thank you so much." Song Yizhi said helplessly, "I know this money is not much, but I still hope you will accept it."

Song Yizhi prepared 20.

But now it seems that this amount of money is simply not enough.

Li Xinglian's strength is unpredictable. A spiritual cultivator whose strength is worse than Li Xinglian's would cost 50 a month to serve as a bodyguard.

Not to mention she is a female star herself.

There is no upper limit on monthly income.

Now he is actually willing to give up a month's work in order to protect him.

"This is not only helping you, but also helping myself." Li Xinglian said: "They are hiding and we are hiding. If we don't find them soon, I won't be able to work with peace of mind."

Li Xinglian is also one of the owners of the key.

Song Yizhi took Li Xinglian's luggage, took her upstairs, and said, "You live opposite my room.

My room is unlocked and you can come in at any time. "

Li Xinglian: "Before I go in, I will knock on the door."

After putting down Li Xinglian's luggage, Song Yizhi said, "I'll take you to see my father."

"Ah."

Mr. Song's room is at the end of the second floor.

When you open the room, you can smell the strong smell of smoke inside.

It was obviously daytime, but the curtains in the room were tightly closed, making it extremely dark.

"Dad, I brought Xing here for training." Song Yizhi went straight to open the curtains and opened the windows for ventilation.

"Miss Li, please take a seat." Mr. Song sat in the wheelchair and smiled. "I often hear Yizhi talk about your affairs. Thank you for taking action against him many times."

"He pays and I contribute, it's a fair deal." Li Xinglian sat on the sofa and tried his best to avoid Mr. Song's legs.

Mr. Song smiled, "It's nothing. I've had difficulty moving for decades and I don't care anymore."

"Is it injured by a spiritual cultivator?" Li Xinglian asked.

Mr. Song nodded and recalled: "In that spiritual and martial arts struggle, they cut off my legs in order to snatch the keys."

Li Xinglian: "I heard from Song Yizhi that the key is connected to the blood, and the key can only be taken away if you die."

Mr. Song laughed, “Before the game, we all thought it was an ordinary key.

The other party asked us to drop blood on the key, saying it was just to track the location of the key.

Unexpectedly, they left a bloodline forbidden technique on the key. "

"So that's it." Li Xinglian asked, "Then who won in the end?"

"There is no winner." Mr. Song said: "After Lao Yun died, we no longer wanted to compete.

But the people on the other side were aggressive and wanted to kill us all and seize the reward.

My legs were cut off while escaping. "

Li Xinglian: "Who are the spiritual cultivators competing with you?"

"They have all changed their names and can't find it." Mr. Song sighed, "I thought I would never see the key again in this life."

"You left so much money and treasures, haven't you thought about collecting the keys?" Li Xinglian asked him.

Mr. Song: "I don't know. I was in a coma in the hospital for a long time."

Li Xinglian blinked, "Huo Yingjia is dead.

Mr. Song thinks, who could have done it? "

"It may be that they are coming back, or it may be that others are coveting the property we left behind." Mr. Song shook his head, "I haven't asked about these things since I lost my legs.

Including the bet, I have already said that I don’t want it anymore.Even the legs are gone, what’s the point of having these anymore? "

Song Yizhi couldn't help but said: "Huo Yingjia's legs can be connected, so can yours.

As long as I buy Shenggu Dan again, there will be hope for your legs. "

"A bone-growing pill can be sold for tens of millions. How can our family afford so much money?" Mr. Song laughed, "I know you have filial piety. I am already old and have long been accustomed to sitting in a wheelchair. Live.”

Li Xing said, "The house you live in should be worth tens of millions, right?"

Song Yizhi: "This is the Song family's property, and the property rights are not in our names.

We are only eligible to live in it and cannot sell it. "

"So that's it." Li Xinglian knew that the Song family was a big family.

Song Yizhi added: "Fortunately, the property rights are not in our name, otherwise it would have been mortgaged by Wei Qingfeng."

"He is not from the Song family, so he can mortgage your things?" Li Xinglian asked.

Song Yizhi spoke of this matter with a helpless tone, "He transferred all the assets in my parents' names.

He even borrowed millions in my mother’s name.

If the Song family hadn't allocated a house for us to live in, we wouldn't even have a place to live. "

Li Xinglian thought, no wonder Mrs. Song looked so bad when she saw her just now.

Mr. Song patted Song Yizhi's hand and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Li Xinglian didn't ask further questions and came out of Mr. Song's room with Song Yizhi.

"My dad has never had a good temper, but he is quite kind to you today." Song Yizhi said with emotion: "Normally he doesn't smile much at me."

Li Xinglian: "Have you never come into contact with a spiritual cultivator?"

"Before I met you, I had always been a staunch materialist." Song Yizhi looked at Li Xinglian, "Even though I heard so many strange things in the hospital, I never wavered."

Until he met Li Xinglian.

Li Xinglian didn't realize how romantic this sentence was, he was just thinking about something.

"What? Do you want to accept me as your disciple because of my strange bones?" Song Yizhi asked her with a smile.

Li Xinglian: "...I am not qualified to accept a disciple yet."

She hasn't graduated yet.

*
The Song family and the Huo family are familiar with each other.

Someone from the Song family must attend Huo Yingjia's funeral.

Li Xinglian also went.

She didn't have a close relationship with the Huo family, so she followed Song Yizhi, firstly to protect him, and secondly because she wanted to stop by the funeral to see other people.

Maybe meet other people who have keys.

Or maybe, we can see the person who killed Huo Yingjia.

When Li Xinglian and Song Yizhi arrived, they saw Huo Zhimin with a sad face, and Mrs. Huo who was crying heartbrokenly.

Mrs. Huo is the least able to accept the death of her son.

Obviously my son has recovered.

But in such a short time, he died.

Mrs. Huo cried until the end, and her tears were all gone.

Everyone offered incense one after another.

Huo Zhimin invited a master to perform a very grand ceremony for Huo Yingjia.

Li Xinglian could tell that the master still had something, at least the mage who saved the dead did a pretty good job.

After a series of ceremonies, everyone left.

Li Xinglian turned back again.

Mrs. Huo must have been persuaded to leave, as no one was guarding the coffin at this time.

The coffin was closed. Li Xinglian pushed it open and saw Huo Yingjia lying inside.

(End of this chapter)