I wish you a long life and good health, and great merits.

Chapter 301 The controlled cousin decided to pretend to the end (14)

Song Qingqing smiled, "Yes, good sister." Humph, if I don't kill you, I'd be sorry for calling me Sister Qingqing so affectionately.

Song Qingqing's affairs went smoothly, so she sent a message to Zhao Shi.

[You can proceed as planned one day in advance, it’s up to you]

【receive】

In the hotel's presidential suite.

Zhao Mu was speechless, "Why does he keep changing?"

"Why so many opinions? Just do as I say. They must have encountered some trouble yesterday and they solved it. Otherwise, do you think it's so easy to cheat out of 500 million? It's a scam by a group of highly intelligent people.

If it were just the two of us, we wouldn't even be able to get through the door, and we'd be exposed if we didn't say a few words."

Zhao Mu's eyes were full of gossip. "Dad, who do you think this person is? He is so well-informed and knows so much. Do you think he is the enemy of the Song family? Or is he a benefactor?"

"Anyway, they are not on the same level as us. As long as we get the hard work fee, we can start working and prepare the tools."

Zhao Shi and his son prepared what they needed in advance.

Zhao Mu called Song Mushen, "Mr. Song, my master has drawn the talisman in advance. It's not convenient for us to go there. Can you come and get it?"

Song Mushen was excited, "Okay, okay, I'll be there right away."

Zhao Shi let a little blood flow from himself, then wiped the blood with a wet snow-white towel, and finally put the towel on the bedside table, making sure that anyone who came in would definitely see it.

Zhao Shi took off his shirt and lay on the bed, "Let's get started."

Although Zhao Mu had practiced once beforehand, his hands were still shaking a little because it was too painful. He couldn't bear it, "Dad, bear with it."

"Give me an injection. You're a grown man, this little pain doesn't matter to you." Zhao Shi said and immediately bit the towel.

As long as you have money, you will be happy even if it hurts.

Zhao Mu was touched, "You are worthy of being my dad, man."

Zhao Mu concentrated intently on inserting silver needles into Zhao Shi's body, each needle more fierce than the last.

Zhao Shi was shaking with pain: Ouch... It hurts so much, it's true that money is hard to earn and shit is hard to eat.

Zhao Mu pulled out the silver needle and put it away. At this moment, Zhao Shi's face was pale and his whole body was weak.

Zhao Mu wiped the sweat off Zhao Shi's body, then helped Zhao Shi lie down, waiting for Song Mushen to arrive, and the two of them finished the last scene.

On the other side, after Song Mushen hung up the phone, he wanted to find Song Xuan'an to go together, but he found that Song Xuan'an and his brother were with Song Xingwan.

Song Mushen felt uneasy going alone, worried that something might happen to the talisman paper on the way? He didn't want to attract Song Xingwan's attention, so he knocked on the door and called Song Qingqing.

"Qingqing, your brothers have something to do, so go out with dad."

At this time, he has to bring someone with him. Song Qingqing can guess what Song Mushen is going to do just by thinking with her toes.

"Ok."

In the car, Song Mushen told Song Qingqing the details she needed to pay attention to.

Zhao Mu opened the door with a sad face, and saw that Song Mushen and his daughter's eyes did not change at all, "Come in."

Song Mushen and his daughter were shocked to see Zhao Shi’s face turn pale and he almost stepped half way into the coffin. Then they panicked when they saw the blood-stained towel next to him.

Song Mushen looked concerned, "Hey, this, this, Master, what's wrong with you?"

Song Qingqing also synchronized her thoughts, saying "This, this, this" and then nothing more happened, leaving it to the old father Song Mushen to perform.

Zhao Mu's eyes were red with distress. "Master, in order to refine..."

"No wood."

Zhao Mu shut up immediately.

Although Zhao Shi was weak, he still had the aura of a sage. "Don't worry, you'll be fine after a period of rest. To be honest, I didn't practice my skills well enough to end up like this. Fortunately, I succeeded in moving the talisman."

Zhao Mu came forward with a small box, inside of which was a triangular symbol the size of two fingernails.

Song Qingqing stepped forward and took it respectfully with both hands, "Thank you, Master."

Zhao Shi went on to say, "Go and take the talisman back and burn it, then mix it with water and give it to the girl to drink. My ability is limited, and it will take two months to officially stop that girl from sucking your luck. Don't worry, there won't be any big reaction after she drinks it, and she probably won't know until two months later." Zhao Shi stopped and took a few breaths.

Song Mushen became nervous, "Master Shi Wu, slow down, don't be in a hurry, speak slowly." But don't lose your breath, otherwise it will be a sin.

Song Qingqing watched Song Mushen being led by the nose by the Zhao father and son, and couldn't help but sigh: The two of them have really good acting skills.

Zhao Shi waved his hand. "It's okay. Try to stay away from her during this period. The farther you are, the safer you will be. When your luck returns in two months, you won't have to worry about her anymore."

I will report the person behind the girl, and someone will be assigned to track her down. You don't have to worry about that. If my master were still alive, he would be able to break her with a single move. I have embarrassed him."

Song Mushen hurriedly said respectfully: "Master Shi Wu is too modest, your ability is one in a million, and your character is one in a million.

Without you, our family would be finished, and there may be more victims in the future. A strong general has no weak soldiers, and Master Shi Wu must be the pride of your master. "

“Hahaha… cough cough cough…”

Zhao Mu stepped forward immediately and said, "Master, you need to rest and don't get excited. If something happens to you, I won't live either."

Song Mushen: “…” I just wanted to flatter someone, but I didn’t expect to flatter the horse’s hoof.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

Song Mushen looked at Zhao Shi who was about to die, and subconsciously reached into his pocket for some practical compensation.

Song Mushen took out the two bank cards he brought with him and said, "Master Shi Wu, there are 500 million in each of these two cards. One is for the karma payment, and the other is for our family's gratitude to you.

We won't disturb you to rest. When Master Shi Wu is better, I will bring my whole family to thank you."

The Zhao family father and son: "..." How can we refuse such a great temptation? Woo woo woo... My heart! My liver!

Song Qingqing remained unchanged, as if she wasn't worried at all that the Zhao father and son would embezzle the money.

Zhao Shi raised his lips and spoke with difficulty, "Money is a possession for us cultivators. It is good for both you and me if you leave it to us before karma. I appreciate your thanks, but take the money back and don't break the rules of my sect."

Zhao Mu turned his head to the other side: 500 million! The duck that was about to be in his mouth flew away, wuwuwu...

Song Mushen: “…” As expected of a master, he regards money as dirt.

Song Mushen didn't move. After all, it was very rude to take back the money he had given out in person. Song Mushen just glanced at Song Qingqing lightly.

Song Qingqing stepped forward and took back one of the bank cards, and bowed, "Master Shi Wu, I'm sorry, we were too abrupt and almost broke the rules. I will take the 500 million back and donate it in the name of the master. I hope Master Shi Wu will recover soon and achieve great success in his practice.

Master Shi Wu, you guys rest assured and recover here. My dad has made all the arrangements. You can stay as long as you want. If you need anything, call us and we will come as quickly as possible. "

Song Qingqing put a perfect end to the scam she had carefully planned.