Put away your magical powers now!.

Chapter 20 [Meeting a Master]

Chapter 19 [Meeting a Master]

At 4:30 in the morning, the garage door of the villa slowly opened.

The equipment used for the ritual has been loaded back into the car and the house has been cleaned.

Two business cars came out first. Assistant Yan stood beside the car and bent down to Luo Qing who was sitting in the business car behind.

"Boss Fang said that Uncle Qing, you have worked so hard on this trip, and asked me to convey my gratitude.

In addition, the fee has been transferred to your account!"

Luo Qing leaned back in the car seat, nodded slightly, and the car door closed.

Only after the business car drove away did Assistant Yan breathe a sigh of relief and turned to get into the back seat of the last car.

Sitting in the car, Assistant Yan yawned.

"Assistant Yan, are we taking you home?" asked the driver in the front seat.

"Let's go back to the company." Assistant Yan sighed, then smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work tonight. You also stayed up all night."

"It's okay, it's okay!" the driver quickly replied, "We always give you enough overtime pay."

"Yeah, but the old rules still apply. Keep your mouth shut. These things are hard to explain."

"do not worry!"

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The car drove on the empty streets at night, drove from the south of the city into the urban center of Jinling Prefecture, and finally stopped under a business building that looked a bit old.

After telling the driver not to wait for him, Assistant Yan entered the building.

He knew that the boss must still be in the company at this time.

If you have done something, it is better to report the situation in person as soon as possible.

Reporting at this time can also give your boss the impression that you are working late at night.

The effect will be three times better than reporting it tomorrow during the day.

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The building is a bit old. It is a business building that has been built for more than 20 years. In terms of layout and hardware, it is inferior to those high-end business buildings newly built in recent years.

However, Assistant Yan's boss, Mr. Fang, doesn't care about this.

We are not running a business that opens for business, so there is no need to put on all that grandeur and find some A-class office building.

It would be nice to have an office space that is spacious and big enough.

Old buildings are cheaper.

They took the elevator to the 18th floor. Assistant Yan knew that his boss had rented the company on this floor specifically because it was an auspicious number.

Walking in the corridor on the 18th floor, other companies on both sides had closed long ago, and only the lights at the end of the corridor were on.

Assistant Yan walked to the door and unlocked it. The office area was only about two or three hundred square meters, with a few workstations arranged around it. It was already deserted at this hour. The several individual offices at the back were also closed; of course, they had already left work.

Assistant Yan went straight to the boss's office, knocked on the door, waited for three seconds, and then pushed the door open after hearing a response.

Mr. Fang’s office is about 30 square meters and looks quite spacious.

There is a computer on the desk, and a big golden toad on the desktop.

There are calligraphy and paintings by famous people on the wall - in fact, Assistant Yan doesn't know who the author of these calligraphy and paintings is, he just heard the boss say that they are very expensive.

As usual, there was a bookshelf filled with boxed books that were meant to show off the store.

There is a sofa and a coffee table, the style is a bit old, and there is a full set of tea tray and tea sets on the coffee table.

Just this location, this decoration and furnishings...

In fact, Assistant Yan knew that compared with Boss Fang's wealth, it was really a bit mismatched.

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A round head slowly popped out from behind the computer screen.

"Xiao Yan, are you done with your work? Why don't you go home?"

"Well, it's done. I thought you took this matter very seriously, so I came over to report to you first." Assistant Yan spoke cautiously.

Boss Fang smiled with satisfaction, stood up from behind the computer, and pointed at the sofa: "Thank you for your hard work, sit down and talk."

Mr. Fang is not tall and looks to be less than 40 years old. He is a bit chubby.

Actually, judging from her facial features, she has a pretty good foundation. But it's a pity that she's become fat like a ball, which seriously lowers her appearance.

If he loses 30 pounds, he might be considered a handsome middle-aged man.

Seeing President Fang come out and sit on the sofa, Assistant Yan did not sit down to report immediately. Instead, he went to the desk, took the boss's teacup, refilled it with 70% water, and placed it in front of President Fang.

Then, he sat down properly.

Assistant Yan briefly recounted what happened tonight. The gist of it was that the tenant left as agreed, and he brought Uncle Qing and his men in. They set up the altar according to Uncle Qing's requirements, and then Uncle Qing performed a ritual.

After the ritual was over, Uncle Qing told himself that it had been a success, that everything had gone smoothly, that the house was now clear and free of any evil...

After listening to this, Mr. Fang's frown gradually relaxed and he nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, okay! Thank you for your hard work! I will give you a big red envelope before the New Year.

By the way, when Uncle Qing was doing the ritual, you watched from the side..."

"Boss, I don't really understand these things." Assistant Yan carefully considered his words: "However, from what I saw, the process he used doesn't seem to be much different from what Master Zi did before.

Of course, I don’t understand the details, but this is all I can tell.”

Mr. Fang thought for a moment and said, "Well, that should be no problem. He is Master Zi's senior brother. He should be more powerful than Master Zi."

Assistant Yan thought for a moment and said, "Then, I'll go back first?"

"Go ahead, go back and have a rest!" Mr. Fang smiled.

"How about you? Why don't you go back and rest? No one's in the office this late... I'll take you home."

Mr. Fang frowned again: "Damn it, I'm not going back! If I go back, there will be noise. I want to hide in the company in peace and quiet."

As he spoke, Mr. Fang couldn't help but complain: "Xiao Yan, why do you think this woman has so many demands? I'm busy making money outside all day long, and she's wearing gold and silver and eating delicious food at home, and she still complains a lot.

I'm so tired. I work myself to death to earn money for her to spend. The more tired I am, the more I owe her, right?

Assistant Yan smiled awkwardly, but kept his mouth shut and refused to say a word.

The boss is complaining about the boss's wife. How can you respond to such remarks?
Helping the boss to criticize the boss's wife? That's something only a fool would do.

After a few days, they made up, and I felt like a nobody!
Moreover……

Assistant Yan sighed inwardly, "You're so tired! I'm the one doing all the hard work."

Mr. Fang just complained casually, not really expecting Assistant Yan to say anything, so he waved his hand and said, "Go back. Don't come in the morning. Get a good night's sleep. Come pick me up from the company in the afternoon and go to Luo Yunzhai with me. I want to return the gift."

"it is good."

Assistant Yan agreed and turned to leave...

Sudden change!

boom! !

The ceiling above my head, perhaps due to age and disrepair, or perhaps because the material was damaged, suddenly collapsed in a large area.

With a loud bang, I heard a clanging sound in the house, and a messy ceiling fell from the sky!

One of the pieces almost brushed Assistant Yan's nose before hitting his toes!

Most of the ceiling was suspended, and there were light bulbs falling down!
This sudden change frightened the two men in the room!

Mr. Fang had been sitting on the sofa and was not affected at all. His first reaction after the incident was to shrink back.

At this moment, after coming to his senses, Mr. Fang cursed subconsciously.

"Fuck!!"

He looked around his messy office. The floor was littered with broken ceilings, wiring, pipes, and broken glass...

Then look at Assistant Yan who is standing there straight and dumbfounded.

Mr. Fang stood up tremblingly: "Xiao Yan! Are you... okay?"

He quickly walked over and supported Assistant Yan: "Are you okay?"

Looking up and down at Assistant Yan's body, he seemed to be intact.

Assistant Yan didn't react at all—he was so frightened that he couldn't recover.

The boss touched his arms and body a few times before he came back to his senses. At this moment, his legs began to feel weak.

Look at what's in front of your toes...

Just a few centimeters!

The direction where it fell was less than two or three centimeters away from where he was standing!

If there wasn't this gap, it would have fallen directly on my head...

Well, it’s definitely not possible to smash someone to death.

But it is inevitable that your head will be broken and bloody, and your face will be covered with bruises!

"Mr. Fang, I'm fine, I'm fine." Assistant Yan came back to his senses, and his thoughts finally started to work: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine! Damn it!" Mr. Fang scratched his head in frustration. "This crappy house! The renovations are so old! I'm going to complain to the property management tomorrow! I'm going to ask them to pay me back! Damn it! Damn it!"

Then he looked at the mess on the ground in front of Assistant Yan. Mr. Fang's eyes widened and he realized, "Fuck! Xiao Yan! You are so lucky!
This falling thing almost hurt you!

Damn, what luck!!”

Assistant Yan swallowed hard, and then suddenly an idea flashed in his mind!
He suddenly reached into his arms and took out a small cloth bag from the inside pocket of his shirt.

When he opened it and poured out the contents, Assistant Yan's hands began to tremble!

That inferior white jade plaque...

At this moment, it has broken into several pieces!!
Mr. Fang, who was standing nearby, had sharp eyes and saw it. He subconsciously said, "Huh?" and quickly reached out to grab Assistant Yan's wrist.

"Protective jade token?" Boss Fang was knowledgeable and recognized it at a glance.

"Yeah." Assistant Yan's face turned pale.

"Where did it come from?"

"Someone gave it to me two days ago."

Boss Fang's expression suddenly turned serious. He pulled Assistant Yan a few steps away, dragged him to the wall, and stared at Assistant Yan: "Why is this jade token broken?"

"I, I don't know. It was still in good condition when it was given to me two days ago. I, I didn't take it seriously and just casually put it in my pocket..."

Boss Fang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked in a serious tone, "Xiao Yan! Think carefully! You put this jade token in your jacket pocket... Have you accidentally damaged it in the past two days?

For example, you fall down or bump into someone.

Do you have? "

Assistant Yan took a deep breath, thought carefully, and then shook his head firmly: "No, absolutely not.

Boss, you know me. I am always very cautious and careful in everything I do..."

Boss Fang's expression became even more exciting: "Then, it's this jade token. It just saved you from a disaster!!"

Suddenly, the flesh on Mr. Fang's chubby face began to tremble.

"Xiao Yan! Xiao Yan! This is a master! The one who gave you the jade token must be a master!

Who is this person? How do you know him?! Quick, tell me! ! !

Assistant Yan was a little nervous because of his boss's excitement.

"Mr. Fang, you actually know this person. He's the tenant who rented the house where you asked me to perform the ritual tonight."

"Tenant?" Boss Fang was also stunned.

But he immediately had an idea: "Tenant... Tenant...