The fortune telling was so accurate that I accidentally accumulated a huge amount of merit!

Chapter 427 Acquaintance?

Reinforcements arrived, and Mo Zhi quietly withdrew from the Ghost Wall illusion, then shrank back into the jade tablet, as if everything before had been an illusion.

As the fog dissipated, those trapped in the maze suddenly became able to see clearly, and then they looked at each other in bewilderment.

The stares of the crowd made them realize that they had truly become idiots.

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses looked refined and cultured, but when his gaze fell on the people who were holding Wang Qianyu, his eyes were devoid of any warmth.

Even those who had spent years living on the edge of a knife were terrified by his gaze.

Even Wang Qianyu was startled, his voice stammering, "Ah...Ah Yu, I'm alright..."

Previously, Wang Qianyu had only heard that A Yu, who worked by his third uncle's side, was an all-rounder, not just a simple trusted assistant. Today, he seemed to have witnessed it firsthand...

"Don't worry, Ninth Young Master, this is the Wang family's old residence. I won't make a move!"

Hearing this, the others clearly breathed a sigh of relief and reflexively released their grip on Wang Qianyu's hand.

Yun Ran got out of the car at this moment and naturally heard these words. She looked at the people who breathed a sigh of relief.

They felt they had put their minds at ease too soon. This man had only said that he wouldn't make a move on the Wang family's old property; as for other times, who knew?

Wang Tao knew that he wouldn't get anything out of it if he continued to argue, so he snorted and turned to leave, with the others quickly following him.

In the twilight, the seemingly massive wall of people vanished in a flash.

"Miss Yun, please forgive us. The Wang family will definitely give you an explanation for what happened today."

Old Master Zhou bowed slightly to Yun Ran. Given his current status and position, the fact that he was so polite to Yun Ran was a privilege that not everyone could receive.

"You're welcome."

Yun Ran chuckled lightly. Anyway, she wasn't the one suffering, and she was an outsider, so there was no need for her to make a fuss.

Old Zhou waved his hand, and someone immediately stepped forward to take Wang Qianyu to treat his injuries. The man called A Yu stepped forward and acted as Yun Ran's driver.

Yunran had no objection to this; she was simply following the host's lead.

By the time the car reached the garden at the top of the mountain, which occupied the best geographical location, it was completely dark.

The temperature at the top of the mountain was noticeably lower than at the foot of the mountain. As soon as Yunran got out of the car, a servant was waiting beside her.

He was holding an expensive and rare shawl that was not for sale.

"Miss Yun, it's a bit chilly, please put this on."

Yunran glanced at Ayu, who had regained his gentle demeanor, and thought to herself that this person was a master of changing his expression.

"Thank you."

The ginseng fruit was still left in the small rest room outside the garden. It was called small because it was small in comparison to the entire garden.

In fact, this lounge is even more luxurious than the luxury suites of the best hotels. At least, any one of the items on the shelves is an antique.

Yunran followed Elder Zhou into the garden. She thought Elder Zhou would ask her what had happened to Wang Mian and why she had rushed over.

But in reality, Elder Zhou didn't say anything, and throughout the entire process, Yun Ran didn't feel any discomfort. When they arrived at the courtyard where Wang Mian lived in the central courtyard, Elder Zhou stopped: "Miss Yun, I'll wait outside."

He had obviously guessed that Yun Ran must have discovered something, and the situation was definitely urgent, so he needed to take care of things outside.

As soon as Yunran entered, those masked shadows appeared before her like ghosts.

However, they weren't confronting Yun Ran, but rather looking at her with some curiosity. Didn't she say she would have to wait several days? How come she's here in just one day?

Even though the other party didn't say anything, Yunran could still understand what they meant: "The situation has changed, so we naturally came ahead of schedule!"

The masked figures stood still for a minute before stepping aside to make way.

Yunran reached out and pushed open the door. A rich sense of vitality rushed into the room.

"It seems I underestimated the power of Dragon Spirit Blood. Uh, I'll ask him for some more stock next time; it's much better than my blood."

Even if Yun Ran doesn't come now, Wang Mian will wake up by midnight at the latest.

However, his soul is mixed with other things. If they are not removed in time, who knows if Wang Mian will become an idiot.

Yunran opened her bag and rummaged through it for a while before finally pulling out a dusty, tattered bottle that looked just like the junk bottles you find in antique shops.

Looking at Wang Mian, whose face was rosy and who looked as if he were asleep, Yun Ran said to herself, "You've met a lucky time. If you had met my martial uncle, you would have lost at least a lot of money."

Yun Ran brought two fingers together and flicked them upwards slightly. The broken bottle seemed to be infused with a soul and immediately came to life.

A soft light emanated from the bottle.

The entire bottle turned a warm, silvery-white color, instantly transforming it from a piece of junk into a top-quality treasure.

Under Yunran's control, the bottle quickly flew to the top of Wang Mian's head, its body upside down and its mouth pointing directly at Wang Mian.

Suddenly, the bottle shook violently, just like a human seeing a relative, excitedly waving its arms and legs.

Yun Ran's expression changed slightly, and she made a gesture to retract her fingers.

"No way, I can actually run into acquaintances in this book world?"

The only people Xiao Jingping could feel familiar with, besides those she had dealt with, were the people from Qingfeng Temple.

Yun Ran, who originally intended to handle matters strictly by official business, frowned, then sat down on the ground, poured out the few remaining drops of dragon spirit blood, and drew a divine incantation array in the air.

After the formation was drawn, a pillar of light shot straight up from the ground, so high that even the rooftops couldn't block it.

Everyone in the Wang family's old house witnessed this scene.

The other hilltop was a side peak, where the old lady of the Wang family lived. She was turning a string of emerald green beads in her hand.

Only those who know her well know that whenever she is not at peace, she will turn the bracelet in her hand, and then many people will suffer various misfortunes.

Madam Wang narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked at the steward beside her: "Do you think the third young master will still win?"

The head housekeeper was a middle-aged woman, only two or three years younger than Madam Wang. She was a trusted confidante she brought from the Liang family, so naturally she dared to say anything.

"Third Master can't always be so lucky. If it weren't for your consideration of blood ties back then, the Wang family would have been yours by now..."