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Chapter 23 [Chen Yan's Caution]

Chapter 22 [Chen Yan’s Caution]

Chen Yan thought about it and asked, "Mr. Fang, have you met any strange people recently? Or come into contact with any special items?"

Mr. Fang thought about it seriously and said, "Really not... Actually, there was another master before. Ah, that's Uncle Qing from Luo Yunzhai, you should have met him too.

I asked him to look at it for me, and he asked me the same question as you. I thought about it several times at the time, and there really was no suspicious person or thing. "

Uncle Qing? That guy is a liar...

Chen Yan laughed in his heart, but he didn't say anything.

He remembered the rules that the old lady had told him when they were chatting when he was a child: in such a mysterious business, there would naturally be many scammers.

But the rule of the industry is to see through it but not speak it out.

First of all, if someone is unable to handle many strange things for you, it does not necessarily mean that he is a liar. It may be that he is not skilled enough, or he has a specialization in a certain field and the magic he has learned is not suitable for you.

Secondly, it’s very simple. If you reveal it, you will ruin someone’s job and make an enemy.

Chen Yan continued to ask: "Mr. Fang, where do you usually go?"

"It's hard to say if it's been a while, but recently, I've usually stayed at the company, only going home occasionally." Mr. Fang thought as he said, "Well...some family matters have been going on lately, so I haven't been home much. I've been spending most of my time in the office. For example, before this accident, I had already been in the office for two days."

Chen Yan nodded: "Then let's go to your company first. If we can't see anything, we'll go to your home and take a look. Is that convenient?"

"That's convenient! I'll have Assistant Yan accompany you to my company! As for home, if necessary, I'll also have him take you there!"

After saying that, Mr. Fang immediately shouted, "Xiao Yan!!"

Assistant Yan pushed the door open quickly. He must have been waiting outside.

He was very polite and actually held a cup of hot tea in his hand, which he got from somewhere. He came in and handed it to Chen Yan with both hands.

"Xiao Yan, please ask Teacher Chen to come to our company and take a look."

"it is good!"

Chen Yan immediately put down the teacup: "Don't wait any longer, let's go now."

"what?"

Mr. Fang was stunned. Seeing Chen Yan stand up, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable: "Um, Teacher Chen..."

"What else does Mr. Fang need?"

"I do have a request." Mr. Fang hesitated for a moment, then sighed, "To be honest, I'm really scared! I don't know how long you'll be gone... and I don't know how long it will take to handle this matter.

I was thinking, during this period, if something bad happens to me again..."

Chen Yan's mind moved: "What does Mr. Fang mean?"

"That amulet you gave Assistant Yan before, that, that..." Mr. Fang asked tentatively, "Can I ask you for one too?"

Mr. Fang had witnessed the magic of the jade token with his own eyes!

Such a huge ceiling fell down, but Assistant Yan, who was standing in the middle of the room, was stunned and not even hurt!

Want a jade token?
Chen Yan is willing to do so...but he has no stock left!
I bought two just to experiment.

One of them was even torn apart when he was injecting his own energy into it.

For the remaining one, I casually carved some runes to turn misfortune into good fortune when I was practicing carving. Plus, there was my own energy input into the jade token, so it worked.

But now the other party wants it, but I don’t have it.

Moreover, Chen Yan knew very well that Mr. Fang didn't need any amulet at all now.

He used the Qi-gazing technique to check and found that the black energy on his body had almost dissipated and was still dissipating.

The root of the evil energy does not lie with Mr. Fang.

If Chen Yan's judgment was correct, Mr. Fang would be fine as long as he stayed in the hospital and did not come into contact with the person or object that bothered him.

"I came here in a hurry and didn't bring those things with me." Chen Yan shook his head, feeling a little regretful.

"Teacher Chen, please help me! Although I am lying in the hospital, I am still scared! Without anything to protect me, I feel uneasy and I dare not close my eyes when I sleep!

Mr. Chen, I'm not asking for anything from you for nothing. Please give me a treasure to protect myself." Mr. Fang took a deep breath and said, "I'll give you... one hundred thousand!"

One hundred thousand?

Chen Yan's heart moved!
After much thought...

Suddenly he looked at the compass in his hand.

Why! Got it!

"Okay!" Chen Yan pretended to be embarrassed and took a deep breath. "Mr. Fang is sincere and we are destined to be together. I can't refuse him."

Chen Yan patted the compass lightly with his hand, and there seemed to be a trace of reluctance on his face: "This magic weapon is something I have been carrying with me since I started learning martial arts. I have never left it for a day.

Come to think of it, since I have been tainted with some spiritual charm, I will give it to Mr. Fang as a collection."

When Mr. Fang heard this, his eyes lit up!

Ouch! !
I've been carrying it with me since I started learning!

It never leaves my side for a day!
That is definitely not an ordinary thing!

Mr. Fang has also come into contact with many people from the Xuanmen sect. The objects these people carry with them are all treasures that he has carefully selected and collected for many years!

It must be brilliant!

This young Master Chen casually gave Assistant Yan a broken jade token, and it was so effective - but Mr. Fang had carefully examined the broken jade token and found that the jade was of very low quality.

The things he carries with him must be many times better! !
"Then, then I would like to thank Teacher Chen for giving up my love!!"

Mr. Fang was very excited. "Xiao Yan, hurry up! Quick, transfer 100,000 to Teacher Chen's account!"

Chen Yan sighed pretending to be helpless, but he was already smiling in his heart.

I didn't tell a single lie! I actually held this compass on my first day learning feng shui!
But... you didn't ask me how long I've been learning.

Do I have to tell you something like this when I’ve only been learning for less than twenty days?

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After leaving the hospital and sitting in the Mercedes-Benz driven by Assistant Yan, Chen Yan resisted the urge to take out his mobile phone to check the bank's arrival text message.

If you are pretending to be an expert, you must be a little profound.

Well, that compass that I bought from Taobao for 180 yuan, if it had a spirit, I probably would never have thought that it would be so valuable one day?
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When we arrived at Mr. Fang's company and walked into this somewhat old business building, it was already 10:30 in the morning.

There was no one in Mr. Fang's company - the ceiling in the boss's office collapsed, and Assistant Yan had already notified the entire company to take a day off, on the grounds that he would ask the property management to come and inspect the ceiling.

The company was empty. Chen Yan opened his third eye to observe the air as he entered the door and watched all the way down.

He didn't see anything wrong in the office area outside, but after walking into Mr. Fang's office and stepping through the door, Chen Yan raised his eyebrows!

There was indeed a hint of black air lingering in the office!
It is faint, as if it is there and not there, but it is endless, swirling around one by one.

The old slowly fades away, but the new begins to emerge bit by bit.

Chen Yan sniffed and then sneezed.

He immediately and silently began to practice the Qi Transportation Technique, spreading the Qi throughout his body - he had only been learning the art for a short time and had not yet learned any other spells, but this method of spreading the Qi throughout the body was the most basic and simple method of self-defense.

Chen Yan's expression remained unchanged as he strode into the room.

The mess on the floor had not been swept away yet, and after a section of the ceiling above collapsed, there was almost no place to stand on the space in the room.

Chen Yan cautiously walked to Mr. Fang's boss's desk and glanced at Assistant Yan: "Can you open the drawer of this desk?"

"Yes, Mr. Fang's key is in my hand."

"Then open them all and let me see."

There were no valuables in the drawer, just two boxes of cigarettes, some personal seals, and some documents.

These are not important. Chen Yan just glanced at them and didn’t look at them again.

Finally, he took something out of the drawer, with a strange look in his eyes.

This is a long paper tube, about as thick as a thumb, with a picture of an ancient packaging and a pattern of cirrus clouds on it.

Open the lid and there is a tube of sandalwood inside.

The thin and long strands are tightly arranged together, but there are gaps between them - probably because several of them have been used.

Chen Yan understood what was going on. Pretending to be casual, he turned around and asked Assistant Yan with a smile, "Tan Xiang? Your President Fang is quite an elegant person."

"Yes," Assistant Yan said with a cautious smile, "The boss believes in metaphysics and likes these things. He also heard that sandalwood has a calming effect, so he occasionally lights one in his room while drinking tea."

As he spoke, Assistant Yan pointed, and Chen Yan saw a small incense burner placed on a cabinet.

"Ah."

Chen Yan didn't say anything, put the sandalwood tube down casually, and then deliberately picked up a few other things on the table and pretended to look at them carefully.

Things like paperweights, golden toads, etc...

I picked up each item and looked at them all.

Finally, Chen Yan coughed and said, "I'm thirsty, Assistant Yan, is there any water here?"

"Yes! Well... because the ceiling collapsed, I asked the property management to turn off the power to the company, so I can't boil water for you to make tea. We have bottled mineral water in the company, would you mind?"

Chen Yan deliberately hesitated for a moment: "Is there any Coke?"

"Huh?" Assistant Yan thought to himself: This young master is different. The masters I've met with my boss in the past all drank tea, whether it was black tea, green tea, or tea cakes, choosing the best and most expensive ones.

This guy actually likes to drink Coke.

"There's a vending machine downstairs. I'll buy you a bottle of Coke! Please wait a moment."

Chen Yan said a few words of false politeness, but Assistant Yan had already left quickly.

After Assistant Yan left, Chen Yan's polite smile disappeared.

Chen Yan picked up the tube of sandalwood again, opened it, took out a stick, and put it to his nose to sniff it.

The smell is just like the common sandalwood.

However, Chen Yan's vital energy entered his body, and his five senses became sharp. He was especially sensitive to the vital energy in the body and various evil sensations.

(This seems to smell like... a hint of resentment?)

After thinking about it, Chen Yan walked to the open office area outside, took out two A4 sheets directly from a printer's paper tray, and then walked back to Mr. Fang's office.

He wrapped a stick of sandalwood in a piece of A4 paper and put it in his arms. Then he went to the cabinet and picked up the incense burner.

There is nothing wrong with the incense burner. It is made of brass and feels heavy in the hand.

There was some incense ash left in the incense burner that had not been cleaned. Chen Yan pinched a small handful of it and rubbed it a few times with his fingertips. Then he took a piece of A4 paper and spread it on the table. He poured some of the incense ash in the incense burner onto the paper, wrapped it up, and then put it in his pocket.

After doing all this, Chen Yan looked around the room carefully to make sure he hadn't left any traces, then walked back to the office area outside without making a sound.

After waiting for a few minutes, Assistant Yan returned with a can of Coke. Chen Yan opened it and took a few sips with a relaxed expression, then smiled and said, "Nothing else, let's go."

"Um... have you figured out what the problem is?" Assistant Yan asked carefully.

"Not yet." Chen Yan shook his head: "I need to think about it again and calculate it carefully."

"Then...should I take you to visit Mr. Fang's house?"

Chen Yan deliberately took out his phone and glanced at the time: "Forget it today, it's already noon, and I still have to practice in the afternoon. The mental method I practice requires me to practice at a fixed time every day without interruption.

Mr. Fang’s family…”

When Chen Yan said this, he smiled deliberately and said, "I have sold my compass to your boss. When I go to see a house, I always have to consult the Feng Shui or something. It is not convenient for me to go empty-handed.

In a couple of days, I'll get a new compass and go take a look at Mr. Fang's house."

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(End of this chapter)