After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returns as a Goddess: 364 It was Ji Qingwei who robbed Si Fuqing of his luck [1 update]


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Hearing this, the butler's expression changed and he hesitated: "Would this be too **** the old man?"

Li Yuzhi has been decadent for so many years. According to the Li family's rules, he will be expelled from Sijiu City.

But Mr. Li is still reluctant to exile him to a side branch, and the Li Group's dividends will not miss him.

This is not in line with Mr. Li's usual tough approach.

If he had another son, Mr. Li would definitely not be so indulgent, which shows his preference for Li Yuzhi.

I don’t know how many eye drops Mr. Li has secretly used over the years, but it only made Mr. Li a little disappointed in Li Yu.

"Who told him to go to a foreign country?" Mr. Li looked sinister and laughed, "There is also fighting on the border of Kalanli Principality. Can the old man control it?"

The Li family can be ranked among the top five families in the Daxia Empire, but it is far from enough when looking at the entire world.

"And the most important thing is, if he really gets his son back and uses the method of reverse deduction, what happened back then will be revealed sooner or later." Mr. Li's eyes became more gloomy, "You can be sure that he won't Tell the old man? Do you believe him or me?"

"Yes." The housekeeper finally made up his mind, "This matter will be done well."

"Go ahead." Mr. Li nodded, "When it is done, your benefits will be indispensable."

"Thank you, Second Master." The housekeeper thought for a moment and then said, "The matter between Mr. Li and Miss Bai..."

"When he gets tired of playing, he will change it himself." Mr. Li waved his hand nonchalantly, "I have already decided on the candidate for his wife, and I will let him accept it when he is promoted to chairman. ”

Bai Jinxi is just a plaything of Li Yanchen. He will not allow Li Yanchen to marry the daughter of a small family.

Once Li Yanchen becomes the chairman of the Li Group, other families will naturally marry their daughters over.

The Bai family is not even ranked among the 49 cities and cannot bring any benefits to Li Yanchen. Naturally, Mr. Li will look down on it.

The housekeeper smiled: "The second master is wise, but Miss Bai is a snobbery, so she needs to be beaten hard to prevent her from taking advantage of Mr. Li."

"I know this without you reminding me." Mr. Li was very contemptuous, "Of course I can't let her marry in."

But the most urgent task is to resolve Li Yuzhi.

He will never allow Li Yuzhi to come back alive from the Principality of Kalanli.

Second Master Li’s eyes were gloomy, and he found a few killers on the dark web and paid a high deposit.

After doing all this, he lay back on the sofa and began to close his eyes and rest.

**

On the other side, Ji Qingyao had just come out of the Thousand Army Alliance and went to Guanghua Temple to offer incense.

I have to deny that the incense in Guanghua Temple has indeed weakened a lot since Master Mingdeng passed away.

Ji Qingyao also knew that Master Mingdeng had taken great care of Ji Qingwei, but there was no connection between her and Master Mingdeng.

When Master Mingdeng dies, he dies.

After putting on the incense, Ji Qingyao was about to leave, but he was keenly aware of a line of sight.

Her eyes were cold, her fingers were already clenched, and she turned her head to face the monk's bare head.

The valuable cassock on this monk told her that he was the new abbot of Guanghua Temple.

Ji Qingyao let go of his hand, his expression became respectful, and after bowing, he said: "I wonder what the master has to say?"

"Hey, I can't be a master of female benefactors." The monk was a little embarrassed, "The poor monk is not good at learning, and he was pushed into this position of host because he had no choice. I just saw that you were concentrating on worshiping Buddha and I didn't want to disturb you. I dare to ask Is the donor He the eldest lady of the Ji family?"

Ji Qingyao was more respectful: "Exactly."

"No wonder." The monk pinched his fingers, "The qi in your body is losing, but it must be your own volition, so there is no disorder. However, the qi in your sister's body is extremely chaotic, but it is not your own. , cannot be kept."

Ji Qingyao's expression changed drastically: "Master, are you saying that my sister also stole other people's luck?"

"Amitabha." The monk did not say directly, but sighed, "This robbery of luck is more vicious than exchanging lives. At least one life can be saved by exchanging lives."

"In the end, the master of this plundering of luck will not be able to live in peace, and even his soul will not be able to rest in peace."

Ji Qingyao took a deep breath: "May I ask the host, what is life-changing?"

"I have never seen it with my own eyes, but I heard the master mention it." The monk said seriously, "The story is like this, there is a family whose daughter is very outstanding, cheerful, and has good grades. She is the pride of her parents."

"On the contrary, their neighbor's son suffered from severe depression, did not want to see people, and gained weight due to hormones. But suddenly one day, the daughter of this family got depression and began to become fat and ugly. My son suddenly recovered from his illness and was admitted to the university of his choice."

Even for a calm person like Ji Qingyao, his scalp felt numb after hearing this.

"This is exchanging lives." The monk clasped his hands together and said in a calm voice, "I have obtained immediate benefits, but I don't know that my actions are against family ethics and there will be backlash sooner or later."

But he was also puzzled as to who was helping Ji's family.

It stands to reason that not many people know how to use this insidious method of plundering luck, and even fewer can succeed.

Ji Qingyao’s eyes changed again.

She began to recall the past.

Ji Qingwei was two years younger than her, and his body was not weak when he was born. He was born at full term.

Until Ji Qingwei was five years old, he didn't know what happened, and his body suddenly turned sharply.

But it was at that time that Ji Qingwei showed unprecedented talent, almost comparable to the ancient prodigy who wrote poetry in seven steps at the age of five in the storybook.

Ji Qingyao also heard Ji Qingwei's reputation as a genius many times, but he didn't think about anything else at all.

If the monk hadn't said this, she would never have imagined that Ji Qingwei's talent was due to robbing other people's luck.

"Master, do you know whose luck I stole?" Ji Qing shook his fingers and shook his hand, "Is there any way I can quickly return his luck to him?"

The monk was surprised for a moment, then smiled before slowly speaking: "The poor monk calculated that the female donor should have met the real master."

Ji Qingyao was startled, as if he remembered something, his pupils suddenly shrank: "May I ask Master, is the person I am looking for Zaibeizhou Ancheng?"

The monk smiled and said nothing. After reciting "Amitabha" again, he shook off his cassock and left.

Ji Qingyao is now sure.

The original owner of Qi Luck was Si Fuqing.

She and Ji Qingwei are biological sisters, but they don't look alike.

If Ji Qingwei and Si Fuqing went out together, they would be called sisters by others.

I'm afraid it has something to do with luck.

Although she didn't know how Si Fuqing's luck came to her, let alone how to return all the luck to her, she still had to go to Beizhou Ancheng.

Ji Qingyao collected his thoughts, calmed himself down, and immediately left Guanghua Temple and returned to the Qianjun Alliance to ask for leave.

**

Bukju, Anseong.

Ye Zhenmian’s restaurant also resumed business after the year.

Because the restaurant is located next to many schools, the prices are not high, and the portions are large. After the restaurant became famous, more and more people came.

Nian Yi'an would come to a small private room in the restaurant to do homework on weekends. He didn't call Lin Jihuan these days because he was still working hard to use his evolver ability.

These days at school, he was terrified, worried that he would suddenly lose control and let out his wings.

Nian Yi'an wrote a set of papers and was going to go out to get some food.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and there were not many people. He noticed that there was a guest at the end, and there were at least eight dishes on the table.

There were two mobile phone stands next to them. I didn’t know what they were taking pictures of, but they would say something from time to time.

"Mom, why did that person order so much? Can he finish it all by himself?" Nian Yi'an quietly pulled Ye Zhenmian over, "I think he only took one or two bites of each dish, and the rest I spend all my time taking pictures and talking, what a waste.

"I reminded him several times." Ye Zhenmian was also helpless, "But he insisted on ordering, saying that if he didn't let him order, he didn't take the guests seriously."

"He will definitely not be able to finish the meal in the end, and it seems that he is not really here to eat." Nian Yian frowned, "Mom, you have to be more careful."

Ye Zhenmian nodded.

It turns out that the young man who ordered eight dishes did not eat much in the end. He took one or two bites of each dish and spent most of the time talking to himself.

He sat there until half past four, and after taking a few photos of the interior decoration of the restaurant, he got up and walked outside.

"Guest, you haven't paid the bill yet." The waiter came forward and said very politely, "Pay the bill at the front desk, or you can pay through the QR code on the table."

"Pay the bill?" The young man stopped and was very surprised, "You want me to pay the bill? No way? I came to your store to visit the store to give you face, and you still want me to pay the bill? Do you know if I can send you a message on WeChat? How much is the advertising fee for gambling?"

He promoted this store for free and he was asked to foot the bill?


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