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Chapter 352 Moving Wave, Sword Refining (Part )

Ling Ling Hall.

Hong Chen entered the room and found that Ouyang Jiajia was also there.

But her complexion was not good. She forced a smile and nodded to Hong Chen, then continued to say to Ma Xiaoling: "It's only been one morning today, and the residents of Jiajia Building are almost moving out. Xiaoling, Jiajia Building was left to me by Zhenzhen's father. I have invested all my efforts in it. You must help me this time. Name your price!"

Ma Xiaoling consoled him with a smile: "Don't worry, Auntie. I will definitely negotiate the price with you. Don't worry now. I'll go get you a cup of tea. Anyway, the thing has already happened. It's useless to continue worrying. Let's focus on the Night of Returning Souls. After resolving Ah Ping's issue, I believe Jia Jia Building will be fine."

"That would be great. Fortunately, Xiaoling, you are a professional, otherwise I really don't know who to look for." Ouyang Jiajia took the tea and took a sip. After he calmed down, his complexion looked much better.

Turning around, she saw Hong Chen sitting quietly beside her, and immediately stood up with a smile: "Oh, I'm so anxious that I'm confused. You must have something important to discuss, right? Then I'll leave first. Xiaoling, call me anytime if you need anything. Auntie is relying on you this time."

"Don't worry, Auntie. Leave it to me. You just need to prepare the money."

Ma Xiaoling stood up and sent Ouyang Jiajia into the elevator.

Hong Chen turned his head and looked around.

The computer on the desk takes up a lot of space, because computers of this era all have big heads, but the fact that Ma Xiaoling can use this thing proves that she makes a lot of money.

The room is simply decorated, the green plants stretch naturally under the sun, and the overall atmosphere is very harmonious.

On the wall opposite the window hung a lifelike portrait. The person in the painting was Madonna, whom Hong Chen had met once.

He stood up, walked forward, picked up three incense sticks, lit them, bowed three times in front of his chest, and inserted them into the incense burner.

For a moment, the portrait shook slightly, as if responding to him, but the other party did not show up, otherwise Hong Chen would like to ask her if she remembered the quick encounter that night.

As his eyes moved, he saw the statue beside him.

Its material is like gold but not gold, like wood but not wood, and its shape is not like most statues of gods that are serious, exaggerated or even deliberately terrifying. On the contrary, it looks more like a realistic and exquisitely carved figurine.

Because it was a statue of a deity being worshipped, Hong Chen couldn't just reach out his hand and could only move a little closer to observe.

This was a man with a smile on his face, but his face was not very clear. He had a Taoist bun on his head, but he was wearing a solemn and elegant black robe, a long sword on his waist, one hand in front, and one hand behind his back.

There were dark patterns on the black robe, but they were no longer very clear due to the passage of time. However, Hong Chen could still make out the remaining traces such as the dragon head and dragon claws.

It is said that Hong Chen practiced in Shaolin Temple for decades and entered Taoism for more than ten years. He was familiar with the gods and Buddhas in the world, but he could not tell the identity of this statue for a while.

"What are you looking at? Come and get your things."

After Ma Xiaoling came back, she walked straight to the desk and took out a jade pendant from the drawer.

Hong Chen reached out to take it, but she pulled back: "Where's the money?"

Hong Chen's eyes were disappointed: "Could it be that the relationship between us is not worth two hundred thousand?"

Ma Xiaoling was unmoved. "First, I don't know what the relationship is between you and me. Second, even if I insist on having a relationship, it's definitely not worth two hundred thousand."

"Then how much do you think it's worth?"

Ma Xiaoling smiled, reached into the drawer again, and then slapped a coin on the table.

One cent.

Hong Chen nodded, picked up the coin and put it in his pocket, then stretched out his hand: "Give me back the key."

"Ok?"

"car key."

"What key?"

"car!"

"Car what?"

Hong Chen was convinced and took out the 200,000 yuan he had prepared earlier and exchanged it for the jade pendant from her.

The jade pendant has a fine texture. On one side is a talisman written in cinnabar, and on the other side is a delicately carved dragon, which should have been based on the Ma family dragon.

The jade pendant has an introverted aura, and it seems as if colorful light is flowing under the light.

To be honest, these two hundred thousand are not a loss at all.

"Don't say I don't take care of you. I'm giving you a red string. Wear it yourself and try not to take it off. Let it bask in the sun when you have time. If nothing serious happens, it will accompany you until the day you die."

Hong Chen used a red string to thread the jade pendant, and while wearing it around his neck he said, "Can I pass it on to my son in the future?"

"Okay. It's okay, you can go." She turned her head and stared at the computer and started working.

"Okay, goodbye then." Hong Chen shrugged, turned and left.

Until she heard the sound of the door closing, she blinked and looked at the door, stared at it for a few seconds, and then went back to her work.

Return to Jiajia Building.

There are still people moving.

Ouyang Jiajia was still trying to persuade him: "Ah Ping's matter will be resolved after the seventh day. If you want to move now, just move away for a few days. You can come back later."

Unfortunately, after witnessing what happened last night, the residents were very resolute in their attitude.

"We will definitely not move back. I feel uncomfortable standing still for a while now. Otherwise, I wouldn't be willing to lose tens of thousands of dollars just to move out."

As they were talking, they happened to meet Sister Jin and her son passing by. The resident immediately raised his voice in annoyance: "Besides, living with these charlatans who pretend to be gods, we don't know what kind of inexplicable troubles we will encounter in the future! We are ordinary people and can't stand all that." After that, he turned around and left with his family without looking back.

Sister Jin and Jin Zhengzhong hung their heads in embarrassment. After the man left, Sister Jin perked up and said, "Jia Jia, Zhengzhong and I will find a place to move in a couple of days. I'm so sorry for this!"

Ouyang Jiajia was kindhearted and advised, "Sister Jin, we have been neighbors for more than ten or twenty years. Don't you think you only get one chance if you do something wrong..."

"You guys are moving?"

Hong Chen, who was passing by, seemed to have just heard the key words and immediately started asking.

When Sister Jin and Jin Zhengzhong saw him, they immediately remembered the scene of him holding a gun last night and took two steps back in fear.

Hong Chen's smile did not diminish: "I just heard you say you are moving?"

Sister Jin forced a smile and nodded: "Yes, Zhengzhong and I didn't expect something like this to happen. We are too embarrassed..."

"I'm sorry, I don't want to hear the reason. I just want to know if you are moving?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit cold, Ouyang Jiajia said, "Mr. Hong, do you want to rent other houses? If so, there are many rooms available now. I can take you to have a look. Under the current circumstances, I can give you a good price."

Hearing this, Sister Jin licked her lips and lowered her head as if to hide herself. She had lived in Jiajia Building for decades, firstly out of habit, secondly because the reputation of Xuanwu Tongzi had spread, and thirdly because Ouyang Jiajia was very friendly and the rent was relatively low. So from the bottom of her heart, she didn't want to move.

The same goes for Kim Jong-jung, except that young people care about their reputation and feel it is shameful to stay.

Hong Chen smiled and shook his head: "Don't bother Auntie, I think the structure and layout of her house are good, and the floors are also reasonable. So, when you move in, I will continue to rent it."

Forced into a corner, Jin couldn't play ostrich anymore. She held the vegetables she just bought tightly in her hands and said, "We'll move in two days."

"Oh, three days later, right?" Hong Chen took out a stack of banknotes and stuffed it into Ouyang Jiajia's hand, "Auntie, please prepare the contract. I will go to collect the house in three days. Bye." Ouyang Jiajia looked at the money, then looked at the person, not knowing what to do.

Before entering the elevator, Jin Zhengzhong suddenly spoke.

"Hey, Mr. Hong, I admit that we did something wrong, but there's no need for you to target us like this, right?"

Hong Chen stopped and looked back, staring at him for two seconds before saying, "Where do you get the courage to be so loud when you've done something wrong?"

"I……"

"What do you mean by you? Did you return the two hundred thousand? How much money did you make by playing tricks before? No one wants to settle with you, right? In fact, I thought you would move out overnight, but I didn't expect..." Hong Chen glanced at the dishes in their hands and smiled, "You have a good appetite?"

The two of them blushed with embarrassment. Jin Zhengzhong was so angry that he threw down the bag in his hand and shouted, "We won't move out! So what? You are not the owner, can you still kick us out?"

"It doesn't matter, you do whatever you want."

Hong Chen spread his hands, turned and entered the elevator.

Sister Jin picked up the things on the ground and pulled Jin Zhengzhong: "Son, forget it, let's go out and look for a house later."

"No, I won't move! If you want to move, do it yourself. I want to live here!"

Ouyang Jiajia hurriedly said, "Oh, I'm sorry, Sister Jin, I didn't expect this to happen. Don't worry, I'll go and persuade Mr. Hong later. We are all neighbors, he will definitely understand."

After seeing off Sister Jin and Jin Zhengzhong, Ouyang Jiajia sighed even more heavily.

Turning around, a hand patted her shoulder, and a petite, working woman wearing black-framed glasses jumped out lively, "Hi! Jiajia, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, Xiaoqing. What else can I do? Look at this Jiajia Building. It's almost emptied out in one day. Have I posted my rental information?"

Real estate agent Xiao Qing pushed up her glasses and said, "It's already been posted. But... the news of the man jumping off the building last night has spread, and I don't think many people will ask about it for a while. But don't worry too much. Life is so fast these days, and I guess everyone will forget about it in a few months."

"Oh, that's all it can do."

in the afternoon.

Hong Chen threw the Shangqing Jingzhen Sword into the alchemy furnace.

Compared with the Tianwen Sword, the melting speed of the Shangqing Jingzhen Sword was much slower. It took an entire afternoon for it to only melt half of it.

The melted liquid from the Tianwen Sword was sealed on the other side to maintain its temperature.

The two swords are made of different materials, so now is not the time to combine them into one.

However, the volume of the liquid after half of the Shangqing Jingzhen sword melted was similar to the egg-sized solution of the Tianwen sword.

From this we can see that the material of the Shangqing Jingzhen Sword is indeed superior, worthy of being forged by Sima Chengzhen, the senior master of Maoshan.

When it was time for dinner, Hong Chen wanted to work overtime. After all, he wouldn't feel hungry even if he didn't eat for a month. Normal and regular meals were mostly for satisfying his appetite.

But Ma Xiaoling called again.

"Is something wrong?"

"Gangster! You're so harsh, did I eat your food?"

"Okay, okay, it's my bad. Miss Ma, what can I do for you?"

"Hmph! Aunt Jia Jia asked you to go upstairs to eat. She has prepared many dishes. Are you coming?" After a pause, she continued, "It would be best if you don't come. This way I can eat more."

"Get my dishes ready, I'll be right there."

After adjusting the temperature of the alchemy furnace so that the Shangqing Jingzhen Sword could melt slowly and evenly, Hong Chen turned and went to the living room. He took out a bottle of red wine sent by his men from the cupboard and carried it upstairs.

at the same time.

At Zhengzhong's home, his father who had not been home for a long time came back to deliver child support, but they parted on bad terms, so much so that there was silence at the table when the mother and son were having dinner.

After a long time, Jin Zhengzhong put down his bowl and chopsticks.

"Sister Jin, stop looking at me secretly. Just say what you want to say."

Sister Jin said helplessly: "Son, I went out to look this afternoon. There is a vacant house for rent in the building next door. The price is not much different from here. We can move there tomorrow to make a living, and then find a house farther away."

Jin Zhengzhong frowned but said nothing.

Seeing this, Sister Jin continued, "It would be better if we move farther away. Then no one will recognize us. We can stop calling ourselves Xuanwu Boy and just change our name..."

"Mom!" Jin Zhengzhong raised his head suddenly: "Is this all I can do in my life?"

Sister Jin was stunned for a moment, "Of course not, but we have no other choice now..."

"Okay, you don't have to say anything more. I'll think about moving tonight. But no matter what, I want to find a proper job."

Hearing this, Sister Jin put down her bowl and chopsticks, tears flashing in her eyes: "Okay, son, no matter what you want to do, Mom will support you!"

Feeling his mother's love and care, Jin Zhengzhong's expression eased a little.

"Mom, I don't think we have to move. I'm not being mad, I'm thinking about it. Think about it, last night's incident was handled by Miss Ma, she's a really capable person. Although we've been doing deceptive things for years, we know a lot about this business. If I can become her apprentice, then my previous time wouldn't be wasted in vain."

"What you said does make sense." Sister Jin frowned, and worry appeared in her eyes again: "But... that Hong guy has a gun in his hand."

"Having a gun..." Jin Zhengzhong frowned. "Having a gun doesn't mean he dares to kill people. Besides, he must be illegally holding a gun. Maybe we can report him?"

Sister Jin was stunned for a moment, then shook her head repeatedly: "No, no. Son, we don't even know who he is. What if he really is a gangster? If he knows that we reported him, will we mother and son still have a good life in the future?"

"That's true."

Jin Zhengzhong sighed dejectedly.

Suddenly, both mother and son shuddered at the same time.

Sister Jin frowned: "Hey, why is it so cold tonight? Is the temperature dropping again?"

"Come to think of it, I felt very cold two nights ago. I was shivering a lot at night. Is there a leak somewhere?" Jin Zhengzhong hugged his arms and rubbed them.

"It's possible. Eat quickly and check after you finish eating."

The mother and son picked up their dishes and chopsticks and devoured them in no time.

On the ceiling, there was also a mother and child eating.

Kayako's black hair fell down, revealing her face which was in clear black and white, cold and terrifying.

Her black hair was much longer than before, and it fell down and was parted on both sides, sticking to the cheeks of Sister Jin and Jin Zhengzhong respectively, and the two living people were completely unaware of it.

Strands of yang energy were transported upward through the hair, part of which was absorbed by Kayako and the other part was transferred to the child in her arms.

It is not difficult to find that the figures of the mother and child are more solid than when they first appeared.

What is more obvious is that Kayako's hands, which have been hidden in white clothes, seem to be unable to restrain herself.

(End of this chapter)